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Brothers

By: link7777



This is a story involving explicit descriptions of sex and incest so if you are under age or are offended easily DO NOT READ FURTHER. 

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My "first time" was with my brother, but late in life. We were both married and had kids. I was about 27, My Brother, about 31. I was at his house for a "Smoker", you know, for a "Bachelor Party" with Porno films (In the 60s-that meant 8 mm films, also it was a hush-hush deal. Not like it is now where you can almost see people Fucking on the nightly news ). His wife was staying all night with my wife because the parties always lasted so long. 

After every one else had left, Walt and I, were cleaning up, still drinking beer and he asked me if I'd like to see them again without the interruptions of the "drunks". I noticed his voice was kind of husky and I felt a little thrill go through me for some reason. I said "yes" and MY voice sounded funny too. 

Walt turned the living room lights off, that left just the kitchen lights shining in, and started the projector. Naturally there was no sound, just the projector noise. But the other sounds were amplified. The gurgling of beer as we drank and our trembling breathing (Really! Like we knew something was going to happen. )

We made comments about the actors in subdued talk, almost in whispers. Every time a girl would suck some guys cock we would groan and quickly swallow some beer nervously. My brother finally said, in this quivery voice, "Wouldn't you like that to happen to you?" I groaned and rubbed my crotch, and said, in the same quivery voice, "I sure would, I probably wouldn't last long because I'm almost coming in my pants now!" Walt looked at me over the projector, for a couple of seconds, swallowed a couple times and then said, "Do you want to?"

I knew exactly what he meant right then. I don't know, how but I did. I looked back at him for a second, my breath catching in my throat, and I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. I finally said "Yes!"

Together, we set our beers down and started undressing. This was not a striptease, we almost tore our clothes off. God, it was so great looking at each other nude. We were both about the same size, slim, he a little taller than I, and his cock a little bigger. (Later we measured and I was a little over 6" and Walt, about a half inch longer. ) We just stood there looking at each other for a second, in the light of the projector. Hard-ons thrusting at each as if they were swords, ready for combat. He said "Do you want to go first?" and I said that I didn't care, so he touched my hip, moving me to the kitchen stool by the projector, and as I sat on it he took hold of my cock and I almost came right then!

He bent over and we both watched his hand stroke up and down on my cock. I groaned and said that I was going to cum in a minute. I was shaking like a leaf. Walt said "Wait a minute" or "Not yet" or Some-thing.... and swallowed my cock. Damn!! It was incredible. (My wife has had me in her mouth a couple times for a second or two but no more than that) Walt held my cock with his left hand, his right on my thigh and his wonderful mouth sliding up and down on my cock. It took only a few seconds of his sucking on my cock and I was ready to explode. I could hear a roaring in my ears and I said "I'm going to cum!!!" and he just groaned and started sucking faster. I put my hands on the top of his head and, somehow I thrust up into his mouth and....... I BLEW. Walt kept sucking and swallowing my cum and crooning. I came and came until I thought I wasn't going to stop. He finally slowed down and after my deluge ended, he then took a long pull on my cock and let it slip out of his mouth, dripping cum on my thigh. It was the best cum of my life!!!

Walt stood up and licked his lips, capturing some errant strands and swallowed the last of my cum and said "Mmm, Damn that was good. " He said he almost came too. He handed me my beer, which I almost dropped, picked his up and said "I almost hate to wash the taste out of my mouth!"

Then........ it was my turn. 

Walt sat on the stool and I, hesitantly touched his cock, Wow what a feeling. As I encircled it with my fingers, I could feel his beautifully soft skin and the underlying hardness of nearly rigid muscle. It was so terrific feeling as I slid the skin up and down, slowly jacking it. It felt like my own cock but without feeling the sensation on my cock. 

I moved my hand up and down sliding the skin back and forth. It looked incredible. I saw a clear, drop of pre-come cum out of the piss slit and I licked it off, tasting it. I can't describe the taste- I'm tasting my own right now and still can't describe it. Walt moaned as my tongue touched his glans and pressed on my head and arched up so I opened my mouth and took his cockhead in. When I closed my lips on his cock, my mouth was filled with this wonderful, live, pulsating piece of meat. Damn!, there is nothing in the world like the feeling of a cock in your mouth. When I sucked and moved my head up and down, I could feel every pore and bump and blood vessel in his cock. I knew, right then that I wanted to suck cock for the rest of my life. I WAS A COCKSUCKER and loved it. The taste and texture and just the feel of a cock in your mouth is beautiful. 

It didn't take Walt long either and in seconds he was groaning and trying to hump into my mouth and then he was there. I felt his cockhead swell and the shaft stiffened even more and with a loud cry he was cumming in my mouth. I groaned as I felt the first blast hit me way back in my throat and I started to gag but it stopped in a second as I backed off a little and the rest of his load was pulsed out onto my tongue. I was sucking and swallowing and making these slurping noises but didn't care. His cum tasted kind of starchy with a slight taste of bleach. But it was delicious and again I wanted to taste cum for the rest of my life. 

I was sucking and trying to swallow all of his cum but there was too much too fast and some leaked out of the corners of my mouth and drooled on the shaft and down to my fist which I was jacking him off with, adding another facile element to my over sensitive nerves. I was also grasping my own cock and stroking it furiously. Walt squirted the last gush of cum into my mouth and I swear he shuddered. I kind of moved his cock around slowly in my mouth and we both slumped a little. I tasted this first cock, that I had just sucked, for a few seconds because I wanted to savor the cum and also this moment before it was gone. But too soon....... his cock was limp and I reluctantly let it slip out of my lips. Swallowing the last of his cum I straightened my aching back. I Looked at Walt and started licking the cum off my hand, he looked at me and we both knew this was the start of something great!

After finishing our beers we went into the bedroom and laid on the bed and just automatically got into a 69 position side by side. We studied each others cock, slowly licking and sucking until we couldn't wait any longer and we both groaned and went furiously at each other, each knowing instinctively what to do and how to do it to give the other the most pleasure. Again it was scant minutes before we were both cumming in each others mouth, at the same time! It was as if his orgasm in my mouth triggered my cumming. We were a matching pair. We were cumming and moaning and fucking each others mouth until, again the last drop of cum was swallowed. 

I think we both came 4 or 5 times that night and it was by far, more memorable than even my Honeymoon. (But don't tell my wife) I know I walked around bowlegged for a few days but it took weeks before the thought and the taste of his cum was out of my memory.

Brothers



I've got two older brothers, Jeff and Jim. Jeff is fifteen years older than me. He did a tour in the service, got a college degree and got married all before he turned thirty. He's got a successful consulting business, but he says he wishes his marriage was half as successful as his business.

Jim, or Jimmy as our parents call him, is nine years older. He got married right out of college. He says that, although he loves his wife dearly, he sometimes feels sort of trapped. He makes a good living, but he feels pressured by hiss when it comes to a bigger house, new cars and so on.

I'm Joey. I'm the youngest in our family. I asked my parents one time if I was an after thought. They were appalled that I might think that. But Dad said they hit a pretty rough patch a couple of years after Jimmy was born. They decide to have another child when he and mom felt they could provide a secure home and future for a larger family.

Anyway, I've always been happy and I think none of us really understand all that our parents went through for us and fully appreciate all that they've done for us. I've been trying to give back to my family whatever I can whenever I am able.

Right after I came home from my second year of college. Dad and Mom went on vacation. I had lined up a summer job and after nine months of part-time work, full time school and a couple of house mates who were sometimes difficult to live with, I was enjoying the calm and quiet of being alone.

On Friday evening, Jeff called. He said that since he and I hadn't had a chance to visit since I got home from school, he wondered if it was o.k. if they came over Saturday afternoon. I said 'sure' and come over at lunch time. I'd fill the fridge with brews and we could grill some burgers or brats and talk our heads off.

Just a couple minutes after noon, Jeff's car pulled into the drive. I was surprised when he and Jim got out. Their wives weren't with them. They came into the backyard and I handed each of them a brew. Jeff grinned, "That's what I like about you, Joey. You're efficient and you sure know how to make a person feel welcome."

"Where's Beth and Helene?"

Jim chugged his beer and sat the empty down, "Helene went over to her folk's. She and her mother were going shopping for more furniture and she thought she might stay with them overnight."

I grinned at him, "You sound almost relieved."

"Don't get me wrong, Joey, Helene's a sweetheart, but sometimes she and her family drive me nuts with their materialistic approach to success." I must have looked puzzled. "You know, big car, bigger house, more this, more that."

"Have another brew. What about Beth?"

Jeff shrugged. "She has a headache. The usual Saturday-can't-see-anyone-especially-your-family-please-leave-me-alone headache."

"Oh, one of those!" Jim laughed, "I know all about those! Hand the man another beer, Joey. If he can't get respect, at least he can drink a bunch.!"

We sat around and talked for a while before firing off the grill. The cold brews moved steadily out of the fridge and the warm brews moved in behind them. We ate a leisurely lunch that was washed down with more brews. And afterwards, we retired to lounges in the shade to work on moving the beers from the fridge.

Both brothers got to talking about their wives. I wasn't really interested in their home life, but I figured it might do them some good to vent.

"You know what burns my butt?" Jim looked at Jeff and me.

After taking a long pull on his bottle, Jeff belched then asked Jim, "Has this got anything to do with sex?"

"Yes."

"O.K. What burns your butt?"

"Helene doesn't like to do anything different. Sometimes when we get to fooling around in bed, I'll go down on her." Jim looked at each of us. "But she won't go down me and that burns my butt."

Jeff belched again, "I always thought she was somewhat prissy and a cold fish."

"Oh, no," Jim laughed, "She's not cold. She really gets off on having her pussy eaten." He looked at me, "Sorry about the language, Joey."

I waved him on.

"She damn near suffocates me by clamping her thighs together when she cums and she damn near drowns me too."

"I'd never take her to be a squirter," Jeff laughed.

"Like I said she gets into being eaten out, but when we fuck," Jim looked at me again, "Sorry, Joey. But when we fuck she lays there without moving. She just spreads her legs, then lays there."

Jim shook his head sadly, "I hope she doesn't ask you if you're through."

"No, she's never done that, but she acts like it's a sin to enjoy sex. She apologizes for her screaming and gushing when I eat her and make her cum. I tell her I like doing that with her and she might like doing it with me. Then she gets all embarrassed and says 'nice girls don't do that. And that's the end of that. But it still burns my butt."

"Beth is like that sometimes too. Could you please hand me another brew, Joey?" I handed each of them one. "I think. . .," Jeff took a long pull, "Her headaches began when I accidentally tried to fuck her in the ass. " He looked at me, "Sorry, Joey. You're not married. You wouldn't understand."

"Accidentally?" Jim snorted, "Accidentally!"

"Yeah, accidentally. We were getting it on doggie style. I pulled way back to give her a long dick, slipped out and pushed it against her asshole when I tried to get back in." Jeff set his bottle down, "Ever since then, its' been down hill in bed."

"Sounds like you guys got some problems."

"You got it, Joey." Jim grinned, " And they aren't the kind you can take in hand."

"You got that right!" Jeff laughed.

"Me and my house mates have the same problems sometime. We help each other."

"You have problems like that?"

"Sure. You have a big date that looks promising. Nothing happens. You come home all up tight and horny."

"How do you help each other?"

I really didn't know whether or not I should tell them. My house mates might be pissed off if they found out I told anyone what we do.

"Come on, Joey. Tell us."

"Well, o.k. One Friday night the four of us got home about the same time and we had all struck out. 'Know what I mean?"

"Yeah, go on."

"We were sitting around drinking and bitching about our luck. One of them, Steve, said he would probably jerk off to get some relief before he went to sleep. We laughed and started talking about hand jobs when he whipped his dick out and started jerking off. Then Terry joined him. It was pretty sexy watching them beat their meat. It really got going when Steve and Terry started doing each other."

"Boy, you guys must have been pretty relaxed."

"Or horny."

"Or both. What'd you do then?"

"Well, Kelly, the other housemate was getting it on too, so I figured 'what the heck' and joined in. I almost lost it when Steve went down on Terry."

"He went down on another guy?"

"Yeah. The next thing I knew, Kelly was pushing me back in the chair and going down on me."

"What did you do?"

I looked at Jeff and Jim and grinned, "I enjoyed it."

"I don't know if I could enjoy that."

"Jeez, Jim, a mouth's a mouth."

"I know, Jeff, but, jeez, another guy?"

"What happened after that?"

"I returned the favor and went down on Kelly. Actually, before the night was over we all went down on everyone else. We were more than a little drunk. And tired, but no one was horny anymore."

Jim shook his head, "I can't believe you'd go down on other guys."

"And in front of everyone else, too."

"Com on, guys, we weren't watching each other. We were all too busy eating each other. And, to tell the truth, I really liked doing it."

"You liked it?"

"How can I say this, Jim? Yes, I, Joey, like sucking cock."

Jeff sat his empty bottle down. "I need another beer." He looked at me, "You said 'like'. You still doing it?"

"Sure. I said we help each other. If one of us strikes out on a date, whoever is home goes down on them and gives them some great head. And then they go down on you."

"I still don't know. . ."

"Giving head really turns me on and when someone goes down on me, I go off like a cannon. And," I took a deep breath, "Both of you look pretty uptight and tense and ready to pop and I think you both need a blowjob."

Jim sat upright, "You what?"

"Let's go inside. I want to blow both of you."

"Uhh. . ."

I stood up, "Come on. You need it and I guarantee you'll like it." I went into the kitchen. I figured one of three things would happen. They would get pissed off and leave. They would come in and whip my butt for suggesting such a thing. Or they would come inside and I'd soon be giving my older brothers blowjobs. I didn't hear a car tear out of the driveway.

First Jeff, then Jim came in.

"You are serious, aren't you?"

"I sure am. Why don't the two of you stand there." I indicated the kitchen counter. "Stand side-by-side."

When they were situated, I handed each of them a fresh beer.

"You're bluffing, Joey. You're leading us on."

After taking my t-shirt off and tossing it on the kitchen table, I got a kitchen chair and sat down in front of them. Both of my brothers were wearing cutoff jean shorts. I rubbed the fronts of their shorts. Jim's cock felt like a steel rod. I looked up at him, "You feel like you like the idea." I unfastened the waistband buttons and slowly pulled the zippers down.

Jim wasn't wearing any underwear. His hard-on sprang out at me. Jeff was wearing a jock strap. I pushed the pouch aside and exposed his flaccid cock. After wrapping one hand around Jim's stiff dick, I lifted Jeff's soft cock and slipped the foreskin back.

Jeff sounded panicky, "Joey's bluffing, right, Jimmy? Joey's bluffing!" He had a nicely shaped and fleshy cockhead. He gasped when I licked it and moaned when I closed my lips around it and took it into my mouth.

"Son-of-a-bitch! Joey's really doing it! Joey's sucking dick!"

I smiled to myself, 'Yes, I'm a cocksucker.' And my older brother's cock was delicious as it swelled and lengthened to fill my mouth with a thick warm piece of manmeat. In a few minutes, Jeff was fully erect and the pre-cum was flowing.

Turning my attention to Jim, he almost whimpered when I licked the pre-cum from his cockhead. Checking his ball sac to see if it was tightening up, I ran the flat of my tongue around and over the cockhead. After clamping my thumb and finger tight around Jim's shaft, I tightened my lips and pushed them down his rigid shaft. He groaned as I tried to take all of his cock into my mouth. I used a hard vacuum suck for a couple of minutes, then released him.

Looking up at him, I licked my lips and grinned, "Maybe I should tell Helene what she's missing by not sucking your dick."

Jim grinned back, "Don't ell her anything. Just teach her to do what you've been doing."

"Yeah, right. As if you'd let me teach your wife how to suck cock." I licked my way back down Jim's cock shaft. After spending a few minutes nuzzling and sucking his balls, I moved back to Jeff's cock. Freeing his ball sac completely from the confines of his jock, I licked and sucked and nuzzled his balls too. Their sweaty salty taste and musky odor was a turn on.

"Hold you dicks for me." I looked up at them. They both looked slightly embarrassed, but they held their hard cocks. I cupped and fondled their balls as I alternated the sucking between them. Jim was starting to stroke his cock. Jeff was groaning as I slowly pumped my lips up and down the length of his cockshaft.

"Gawd, you keep that up, I'm going to shoot my wad."

I briefly sucked Jim. "That's what you're supposed to do." I returned to Jeff. His cockshaft swelled in my mouth and a stream of warm, slightly salty cum flooded my mouth. Something warm hit my cheek. I turned my head a little and Jim shot a wad onto my lips. Jeff's squirting had slowed down. I was able to slide Jim's cockhead into my mouth next to Jeff's. My two brothers were spewing warm cum into my mouth faster than I could swallow.

A lot of their cum ran down my chin and dripped into my lap. They quickly dumped their loads. I swallowed what was left in my mouth and sucked each of them dry and licked them clean. After wiping off my chin and licking my fingers clean, I grinned up at them, "How was that?"

Jeff grinned, "You're good, Joey. That was good, but. . ."

"That was the best blowjob I think I've ever had, but I can't believe you swallowed our cum."

"Don't you clean your cum out of Helene's pussy?"

"Nah, she clamps her thighs together and heads for the toilet."

"Beth has been pretty opened minded about most things, but she's gotten more restrained when it comes to sex."

I rinsed my mouth with beer and after the both had tucked themselves in and zipped up, we sat around and drank a couple more beers before they decided they should be getting home.

Jeff, Jim and I continued to get together. Sometimes it was the three of us and other times it would either be Jeff and me or Jim and me. In any event, I almost always gave both of them blowjobs. I found I really enjoyed it when their cocks swelled and they shot their warm, thick cum into my throat. Both of them always seemed amazed that I like sucking their cocks and swallowing their cum. I liked it best when we had enough time so that I could leisurely suck them off two or three times. Jeff laughed that I always left him with a limp and tender dick and empty balls.

When I was away at college, I would try to come home once a month. Their patience was always rewarded by as many blowjobs as they could handle. I was awarded with big loads of their hot, thick cum. Sometimes, one or the other would come and visit me at college. I'd go over to their hotel or motel room and within minutes of my arrival, I'd have my brother's beautiful fat cock in my mouth.

It was during these visits with me at college, that I convinced both Jeff and Jim that we should both be naked while I sucked their cock. Jim always seemed a little embarrassed, but he went along with me. Jeff seemed more relaxed when we were naked together. It was a turn on for me to be naked while sucking my naked brother's cock. I'd get so turned that I would sometimes cum when they would cum in my mouth.

One time, Jeff, who traveled a lot for his business, rented a room for me too, so I could spend the night. That was the first time I slept with my oldest brother. After that first night, I always stayed with him. We'd fall asleep with his cock in my mouth. And I would awaken Jeff by gently sucking him.

Jeff occasionally talked about his and Beth's sex life. He laughed and said she still carried a grudge because he accidentally tried to fuck her in the ass. After much thought and some practice will some dildos, I decided to see if Jeff would be interested in fucking me in the ass.

During one of his visits, and after a 'hello' blowjob and dinner, I asked him if he had ever fucked someone in the ass. He said that he had never tried anal sex. I then asked him if he was curious about how it would feel to have his cock up someone's ass. He said that, yes, he had wondered about that. I suggested that I was curious about how it would feel to have a cock up my ass.

He demurred, but I kept on the subject until he relented and agreed to do it just once 'out of curiosity'. We undressed together. I had some anal lube with me and I showed Jeff how to lube my ass. I think he liked the idea, because his cock was as hard a rock when he finished greasing my chute. I really didn't need to suck him to keep him hard, but I sucked him anyway, because I love having my brother's cock in my mouth.

After lubing his cock, I got on the bed. I laid on my stomach over a pile of pillows. Jeff got on his knees behind me and pressed his cockhead against my tight little hole. It hurt at first, but he went slowly just like I did when I pushed a dildo up my ass. The pain eased after his cockhead passed through my sphincter. And it began to feel good as he slowly pumped his hard cock in and out of my ass.

Jeff fucked my ass slowly and deeply and when he shot his cum deep into me I felt a warmth deep inside me. It felt so good that I began to cum too.

After that, whenever we met, I'd blow him a couple of times and he'd fuck me a couple of times. He told me that Beth said he should take more business trips because he was so relaxed when he got back home.

After much talking and some pleading on my part, Jeff agreed to try a sixty-nine with me. We didn't do it regularly, but we would cum together when we were in a sixty-nine. Jeff never went down on me unless we were in a sixty-nine. But that was fine with me, I just loved cumming together. I was smaller than Jeff so he insisted that I be on top.

Jeff was just not my oldest brother and friend, he was my male lover.

Jim's visits decreased at college and even when I went home, he wouldn't come by as often as Jeff did. I think that was because I taught his wife, Helene, how to suck cock. But that's another story.

Now I'm graduating at the end of the month. I have a job that will take me across the country. I told them I wanted to see them together one more time before graduation. I knew we wouldn't be able to get together at graduation.

Jeff and Jim came to visit me the week before the big event. We spent the weekend together. Before they left for home that afternoon, I told them that I wanted to give them a blowjob for good luck and that I wanted to do it like the first time I sucked them off. We undressed, then I got on my knees in front of them as they stood side by side.

I sucked them alternately and gently because I wanted to make this blowjob last as long as I could. I kept them from cumming by clamping my thumbs and forefingers tightly around their cock shafts. When they were moaning and groaning and their cocks were rigid, I took both of their cockheads into my mouth and released my clamps. They flooded my mouth with two big loads of sweet brotherly cum. After sucking them dry and licking each of their cocks clean, they helped me to my feet.

They hugged me and I gave of them each a cummy kiss. Jim was startled, but Jeff pushed his tongue into my mouth and we shared a deep probing kiss.

When he finished, he looked at me, "I love you, Joey."

Jim was definitely looking uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, Jimmy?" Jeff growled, "Can't a guy kiss and say 'I love you' to the best little sister that two guys ever had?"



Brothers



It's my 18th birthday. I'm just waking up and I see on the clock that it's already eleven in the morning. Typical. For me to be sleeping this late I mean. I stall getting out of bed because I'm still tired. I stayed up late last night but then again I'm tired no matter what in the morning. I wait around for my morning wood to go away so it won't be so obvious to my family cause that'd be weird. When I finally pull myself out of bed, I open the door to a quiet house. I live in a two story home since my parents a reasonably nice income. I go to the bathroom and take care of the typical morning routine. I establish I'm home alone from the quietness and lack of parent telling me 'Happy Birthday!'

I walk downstairs to the kitchen for some breakfast. I was planning on finding a small feast to eat. I wanted pancakes or bacon or eggs or something that would be a nice change of pace for frozen waffles but nope. Nothing. So I made some frozen waffles for myself and ate in silence at the dining table. Our dining room is nice. It's got a long wooden table that can seat up to 8 people. The chandelier hangs low and there's a large window showing the backyard. The table has a cover draped over it and a small centerpiece consisting of fake fruit and flowers in the center. I get up and wash my plate off in disappointment. When I turn around, I nearly run straight into my older brother.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I ask curiously. He had moved out two years ago when he turned 18.

"Mom and Dad asked me to pick you up. They had some things they had to take care of this morning," Tj explained.

"That explains the quiet house," I joke. I lean against the counter.

"We should leave around noon," he told me.

"To go where?" I ask. I didn't have any plans until six o clock for a family dinner.

"That's a secret for me to know and you to find out later," he toys with me. This kind of information will drive me crazy.

"So how long have you been here?" I ask because I hadn't heard the front door open.

"I dunno, since around ten," he tells me.

"Oh, you could've woke me up," I say.

"Nah. It's fine. Happy birthday by the way," he says as he heads towards the stairs which makes him turn around. I've never been able to resist his perfect bubble butt. He works out a lot and has the body to prove it. He's wearing a nice pair of jeans that shows it off too. They've always been my favorite.

"Where ya going?" I ask casually. 

"The bathroom?" He replied with a laugh as he looked back at me. I smile at him and scratch the back of my neck. He disappears from view and I go into the dining room again. I don't know why, but I like sitting at the table.

Tj has been gone a while. What could be taking so long? Wait. I actually don't want to know what's taking so long. I just sit there waiting for something to happen. Not sure what though. I should really go to my room and get ready for whatever I'm going to later.

I head upstairs and go into my room. The bathroom door is still closed. I try not to listen but I don't hear anything. Like at all. I shrug it off and go into my room. I change out of my pajamas and into my day clothes. Jeans and a t shirt should be fine. I look in my mirror and fix my hair to look decent. That's when I notice it. My desk drawer is slightly open. At first I didn't notice but then it hit me. That's where I keep my personal journal. Not a diary. A journal. The same journal where I write my every personal thought that I need to get out of my system. The same journal that I wrote about sex fantasies with Tj. I start to freak a little but manage to calm myself down. My drawer just slid open on its own. Tj wouldn't snoop through my stuff and how would he know where it was? I checked to make sure the thing was still taped to the bottom of the drawer and thankfully, it was. I closed the drawer and went back downstairs. I noticed the bathroom door was open. Tj was probably waiting on me downstairs. We still had like forty five minutes left.

I went back to the dining room to find it empty. I looked into the living room. Empty.

"Tj?" I called out. No answer. Whatever. I sat back down and waited. Surely he didn't leave me. That's be dumb on his part. As the time passed, I stared out the window. I started to zone out.

"Braden. Don't freak out," I heard Tj say from behind me. I assume he's gonna tell me where I'm going. I don't bother turning around to answer.

"Why?" I ask.

"I read your journal," I says simply. My heart stops. I feel my face get hot and I close my eyes. This is a dream right? On my birthday? He's gonna hate me. What if he told. God my life would be over.

"Listen I can explain," I start to say as I turn around. I don't have to though. My jaw drops at the sight of my birthday present from my older brother. I find myself speechless.

There Tj is standing in the arch from the kitchen to the dining room, butt naked. That's not even the best part. He had tied a little red ribbon around his semi erect cock. I didn't know what to say. I just stared. My eyes were glued to his body. He was so fit and lean and his dick had to be like 7 inches and it wasn't even fully hard. He smirked at me.

"I thought you'd like it. You have no clue how long it took to tie this thing on," he said casually. I looked up at him to make sure he was being serious. He was. I felt a stir in my pants. Tj took a step closer. I scooted sideways in my chair adjusting my hardening cock. Of course he noticed. 

"I wanted your 18th birthday gift from me to be something special and I had read your journal. I hope you're not mad," he explained to me.

"I'm not mad at all," I stammer breaking into a smile. It was just like a fantasy I wrote out about us in the dining room. Funny. Sexy.

"Themes lets get to it before we have to leave," Tj announced to me. He walked over and bent over to kiss me. I kissed him back and it quickly turned into making out. His hands slid through my hair and mine rubbed across his hot, hot body.

He brought me to a standing position and I knew what was next. We broke contact for him to smile.

"You know what to do," he said simply. I did know. I looked down at his fully erect 8 inch dick. I gently slid the ribbon down the shaft. It popped off over his throbbing head and I let it float to the floor. Shivers went throughout my body. Tj pulled my shirt off as I went down to my knees. I placed one hand on his perfect cheek and squeezed. It made Tj smile. The other hand grabbed his cock for the first time. It was bliss. I played with his balls and the next thing was the taste.

It tasted amazing. I licked his head all over. It was just throbbing. I then let it go into my mouth. It went deeper and deeper. My tongue swished around getting the skin lubricated. I heard soft moans coming from above me. Little did he know, I practiced deep throating with a dildo I kept we'll hidden. I let his dick go in further. His moans grew longer. I felt his good sized balls rub up against my chin. It was going into my throat! I moaned to make him feel even better. My other hand grabbed his other cheek and squeezed. I pulled him closer and pulled them apart. A louder abrupt moan came from him when I did. I felt a bit of precum. He then pulled out. I let it drag across my tongue as he did. I looked at it. It was so swollen and wanting to shoot but it wasn't time yet. It was covered in a layer of my spit and he used a finger to bring me up.

"Now it's your turn birthday boy," he said in a whisper. I was pushed so that I was leaning against the table on my ass. I watched as he undid my pants slowly but surely. He looked up at me as he popped my cock out. It slapped his cheek and I smiled.

The next thing I knew, he dove right onto it. He didn't waste any time. It was a wet, warm heaven. Tj's tongue rubbed against my throbbing pole. He got every bit of it. There was no way he hasn't done this before. During this state of bliss, he had pulled my pants to my knees without me noticing. He pulled his face away and my blowjob was over. Wait. Nope! His face buried into my balls. He licked them and sucked them so gently. His tongue held them and he rubbed my thighs.

"God, how'd you get so good at that bro?" I asked in marvel.

"I practiced using your dildo," he told me with a wink. I smiled and he stood up. He pushed me onto my back on top of the table. I was staring up at the ceiling at that point.

He lubed up my hole before getting to this final part. The best part actually.

"Ready?" He asked. I nodded.

He lifted my legs up and placed them on his shoulders. He started pushing his head against my hole. Bareback since we're brothers. It wouldn't go in at first since I'm still a virgin. It did eventually though. It penetrated me with one motion. I gasped in pleasure and Tj was breathing heavily. He started pushing his manhood that seemed to never end into me. It felt so nice as he touched my prostate. My cock felt like I was gonna cum already, but I didn't. He finally stopped pushing because he was balls deep. He let his meat stretch me out as I gripped the table cloth. 

As he stayed there. His hand stroked my ready to cum junk. He tickled it from head to balls. I clenched my ass muscles in response and got tighter.

"Ooh you're really tight baby brother," he informs me. And then he starts to pull out. Slowly at first. Right before he exited me, he went back in at the same pace. He did that for a few pumps. He pulled out at his slow pace and right before he got out, he slammed it back in this time. I let out a pleasure cry. My eyes closed and it turned to a moan. I pulled on the table cloth.

Tj's pumps got faster and faster. I loved the feeling of his cock pumping in and out of me pushing into my prostate. It was pure ecstasy. I moaned louder and I felt the table start moving to his pace. It creaked which added to the experience.

"Oh Tj," I let out. I looked up at him to see his eyes clenched shut and biting his lip. He seemed to be really into this. I'm glad too.

He then pulled his dick out of me with a pop. It was time to change positions. I turned over carefully on the table into my all fours. I saw his reflection in the window get onto the table behind me. I'm surprised it held us both. He got closer and began fucking me again. He didn't waste any time building up speed this time. He was drilling my hole hard.

We were both moaning loud at that point. I arched my back and held the center piece close to squeeze. The clapping of our bodies turned me on even more. I started moaning louder than ever as I reached out and grabbed the chandelier. I don't know why I grabbed it but it seemed like a good idea. I held on to it as he fucked me faster and harder and wilder. 

"B-b-bro.... I'm gonna c-... C-... Cum!" He told me. He pulled out immediately and I flipped into my back pushing the centerpiece out of the way. The swinging chandelier and my brother were above me. I was between his legs as he jerked off furiously above me with his head looking up.

He let out a scream as his cock erupted like a volcano. It spewed out ropes and ropes of sticky, white cum. It was like he hadn't had an orgasm in forever. The man juice covered my body. It went all over my chest and especially my face. I had a facial from it. He kept shooting it too. I opened my mouth to taste the sweet sperm. It was delicious. When he finally finished, the remaining cum dripped from his cock to mine.

Before I could make another move, he reached down with his cum covered hand and started jerking me off. It didn't take long until my own load shot out ropes and ropes of cum into my bare body. It was the best orgasm I've ever had. Tj's cock went soft but hung there loosely as he then laid on top of me. His body was hot and our cum connected us. 

"Happy birthday bro," he told me.

"Thank you," I said with a smile.



Brothers



"There is no way I'm letting you join the team!" I yelled, shoving my younger brother, Jesse. He was 18, fresh out of high school. He'd been accepted into the same university as me, which was fine. In fact, I was glad. I loved my brother. I just didn't want him on my baseball team.

"Why not? You know I'm good enough, Michael." He yelled back. He was shorter than me, but only by a few inches. He had light blonde hair and was pale. His eyes were green, like mine. I was two years older than him, but only slightly more muscular.

"Because I don't want you on the team, I don't want to spend all my time with you!" We were already rooming together. It wasn't even that I didn't want to spend time with him; I did want to spend time with him. I hadn't got to see my little brother much after our parents divorced about five years ago. My brother took my dad's last name, and I took my mom's. It hurt like hell to not get to see him as much. But this wasn't the place or time to get reconnected.

My baseball team is special. It's like a fraternity house, in that we always have "initiations" for the new guys. It's not that any of us were really gay, it was just sex. But it doesn't matter. I don't want my brother to go through that, and I don't want him to see me like that either.

Apart from that, I know that my brother is gay. He told me when he was seventeen, and I was nineteen. I kept his secret, but I didn't tell him mine. I wasn't ready then, and I'm not ready for him to know now. He can't know that I might be gay. One of us has to be normal. He hated himself for being gay, and I would hate myself if I were gay too. That's why he can't join the team. He can't know.

"Besides," I continued, "you aren't even allowed on the team! We have a strict no sibling policy!" It was true, the university was worried that the government would think they were favouring households, or taking bribes. No one from the same family was allowed in on the same scholarship. But we had different last names.

"Well, the coach already let me on the team, so deal with it!" He shouted at me before heading up to his room to change. This was going to be bad.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked damn good in my baseball uniform, the tight pants clinging to my legs and ass. I was more tanned than my brother, it was hard not to be, he was so pale. And my hair was a chestnut brown. The only thing we really had in common was a good physique and green eyes. 

He stomped down the stairs, glowering at me. I wanted to tell him the real reason he couldn't join. I wanted to, but I bit my tongue. I just couldn't.

***

During the practice my brother had impressed our team mates and the coach. It was a bad sign; they all wanted him as a permanent member, which meant his initiation would happen today. I prayed it wouldn't.

I got cleaned up in the showers, on opposite sides of the room as my brother. I didn't want to look at him, didn't want to think about it. Most of the other guys on the team finished showering quickly, in anticipation. I was the last one out. 

I was reluctant to go into the locker room. My stomach was tied in knots, I was sweating and my breath was ragged.

My brother was pulling his gym bag out of his locker, and beginning to put his equipment away. He didn't notice what the seven other boys on our team were doing. 

The men stood in a line, each with their towels wrapped around their waist. They smirked at me as I entered. Tyler, the oldest of us at 24, gestured his head towards Jesse. I bit my lip. I hoped Jesse would just want to leave. I hoped he would just quit the team after finding out how sick we all were. More than anything though, I hoped he would forgive me.

Tyler was the first to drop his towel. His thick seven-incher was already hard, and he began jerking it slowly. The other boys followed suit. I glanced at my brother, he still hadn't noticed. I looked back at the boys. Despite my mind's unwillingness, I could feel my cock growing beneath my towel. I swallowed thickly.

It had been a couple seasons since I'd had a really good fuck. I pretended to be straight outside the locker room, and my cock was suffering the most. If I hadn't been so worried about Jesse, I'd be shooting my load into Ricky's asshole by now.

I took the boys in. They had all been here last season, my brother was the only new one. This was fine with me. I'd been here the second longest, and I had gotten to initiate almost half the guys in front of me. I loved taking their willing virgin assholes, and shooting my load all over their faces or up their ass. They were all so sexy.

The boys looked around each other with confusion. I hadn't moved. I hadn't even dropped my towel yet. Tyler approached me first.

"Hey, you're the MVP. You get this one." He whispered quietly in my ear, before grabbing my towel and ripping it off of me. I blushed at the sudden exposure. His hand trailed down my hip, onto my thigh.

"Go on," He urged, "Go fuck the newbie."

"No fucking way." I said loudly without thinking. That got my brother's attention. He turned suddenly. His face went from shock to confusion in less than a second. I could imagine his surprise. His entire baseball team was lined up in a semi-circle jacking their cocks and all of them were staring at him. And there I was, with Tyler, in the middle of it, fully erect too.

"What's going on here, guys?" Jesse asked, backing up into the lockers. He held his towel tightly around his waist as he surveyed the room. I looked down at the floor, avoiding his questioning eyes.

"Well," Said Andrew, our first baseman, "It's time for your initiation, newbie." 

"What?" My brother asked, backing further into the lockers. "What's that?" He looked so afraid, and I mentally scolded myself. My cock was aching for release.

"There's more to being on the team than just playing a good game of baseball." Ryan said, with a small chuckle. "We have to make sure you're willing to do absolutely anything for the team."

My brother still looked shocked, but I knew he knew what they meant. I was going to be sick.

"I have to fuck all of you?!" He asked, a look of pure panic filling his perfect green eyes.

"No, only one of us fucks you, the MVP. The rest of us just get to face-fuck you and cover your face with our spunk. No big deal." Simon said, advancing towards my little brother. I don't want this. I don't want this. I don't want this.

"If you don't want to, you don't have to join the team. It's alright." I said, looking squarely at my brother, pleading him with my eyes. There was no other way out. 

"I need this more than anything." My brother said to me directly. I felt a wave of nausea, because I knew he was right. He got to university on a baseball scholarship, he couldn't quit. And I couldn't tell the guys that we were related, it might get him kicked out of the school. There was nothing I could do now.

"Looks like we have a new member!" Ricky shouted, and the rest of the boys hooted. My brother dropped his towel. I hated myself for looking, but I had to. His cock was already hard. It was thick, and cut, like mine. He was at least seven inches.

How was he hard already? With me standing here? Fuck, I knew he was gay, but I didn't know he was that gay. I internally scolded myself. 

When I was initiated, I came before Tyler was even fully inside me.

Mark left the line first, anxious to start fucking. He was always so impatient, but I was almost thankful for it today, hopefully we'd just get this over with as quickly as possible. He walked over to Jesse, and took his hand, before leading him into the middle of the semi-circle. He was standing opposite me, so I moved. I didn't want to have to look at him. I didn't want him to have to look at me. 

Mark spat on his hand, and wrapped it around my brother's cock. He started jerking it slowly, and my brother inhaled sharply at the contact. His eyes fluttered closed, and he rested his hand on Mark's shoulder to steady himself. It wasn't long before my brother started jerking his hips to the rhythm of Mark's hand. My brother moaned quietly. I felt a pang of anger and maybe something else when Mark started kissing my brother's shoulder and neck. I wanted to run between the two of them and force them apart. But I didn't.

Most of the guys started crowding around my brother, but I held back, watching.

"Get on your knees, newbie." Tyler said, in his forceful, authoritative tone. My brother obeyed reluctantly, looking around the circle at all of our hard, waiting cocks. He looked anxious.

"Suck me first, bitch." Tyler said, pushing past the guys and shoving his hard cock in my brother's face. Tyler was aggressive, and that's something I loved about him when he took my virgin ass. I didn't like it now. My brother looked up at him, before spitting on his dick. He began stroking it slowly.

"Oh yeah." Tyler moaned quietly, tilting his head back slightly. "Suck it."

My brother obeyed. His tongue slowly circled Tyler's cockhead. It flicked beneath the ridge and then my brother slowly took the head into his mouth, while he jerked the length of Tyler's cock. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't. Tyler's moans became louder. The guys that were crowded around my brother were jerking their dicks feverishly. My brother rested his ass on his legs and reached out his hands. They were filled with cocks immediately and he began stroking them like a pro. 

I watched as the boys who weren't getting serviced form small groups of two. They began jerking each other and sucking each other. I desperately wanted to join the action, but I just couldn't. Not with Jesse there. I hated to admit it, but watching his suck Tyler's cock made me feel sick, disgusted, but worst of all, it made me feel a little jealous. He was my brother. He was mine.

I jumped and was forced out of my reverie when I felt a warm, wet hand grasp my dick.

"Didn't mean to scare you, MVP." Ricky said with a small chuckle. He began jerking my cock faster, and I gripped his free arm for support. We were facing each other.

"That newbie's got one hell of a work ethic, doesn't he?" I glanced at my brother. He was now going from cock to cock, taking as much of their length as he could. God, he was enjoying this. It made me sick. 

I grabbed Ricky's chin and pulled it to mine, before roughly planting my lips onto his. His lips moved desperately against mine, filling me with need. He was still jerking my cock and I found myself thrusting into his hand, needing all that he had to offer. My tongue invaded his mouth without permission, not that he wouldn't have given it to me. I let my hand tangle in his thick brown locks.

"Get on your knees, Ricky." I said when I finally managed to pull away. 

"What? Not even a please?" He asked with a smile, before sinking to his knees in front of me. He wasn't at all like my brother, he didn't start off slowly teasing, he just dove right in, which was fine with me. I gripped his brown hair with my hand while he went down on me.

He was taking about half my cock down his throat without struggle, the last four inches I knew I'd have to force down myself. I loved the feeling though, of his hot mouth against my cock. He slurped and sucked desperately at my cock, and I let out a loud moan. I tangled both hands in his thick brown curls.

I began thrusting my dick deeper and deeper into his hot wet hole. He gagged on it, but that didn't slow me down. I was face-fucking him rapidly and he began moaning against my cock, sending vibrations to the pit of my stomach, where I could already feel my orgasm beginning to grow.

"Fuck yes, suck my cock! Take it, you fucking slut." I shouted, slamming my cock into his willing mouth. Ricky was a little bitch, and I knew he liked it when I used him like one. 

I felt a warm hand grasp my ass cheek, and I turned my head slightly to look at Simon. Simon was one kinky freak. I'd gotten used to it over the two years I'd known him.

"Yeah, fuck his face good Michael. Break his fucking teeth." He moaned in my ear, while he massaged my ass cheek. I released one hand from Ricky's hair to grab Simon's cock. I began stroking it slowly, and Ricky took over sucking my cock. He didn't slow down though. 

"Take that cock, you fucking bitch!" I cried out. I began shouting obscenities loudly and without reserve. I threw my head back and moaned like I'd never been blown before as Ricky expertly worked his mouth around my dick.

"Fuck his face, MVP! Fuck it!" Simon encouraged in my ear. I was jerking Simon's cock feverishly. Ricky was taking my whole cock down his throat, his hand moved up to cup my balls, and I felt like I was about to explode. Simon's index finger slowly traced my anus, and I couldn't stop myself from calling out. I just didn't care who heard anymore.

"Yes, I'm so fucking close!" I cried out. Ricky's head slowed its perfect movements until he had completely stopped and pulled my cock out of his mouth with a loud pop.

"I think he's ready to fuck." Ricky said, catching his breath. He turned in the direction of my brother. So did I.

Jesse was taking Andrew's cock down his throat, while he jerked Mark and Tyler. Ryan and Kyle were standing behind my brother jerking each other. Again, I felt a small pang of jealousy, but I pushed it away. It was wrong and disgusting and I wouldn't allow myself to feel it.

Tyler placed his hand on my brother's hair and guided him to slow down and finally stop sucking Andrew. My brother looked up at him with lust in his eyes. 

"Time for you to fuck the MVP." Tyler said with a smile. All the boys were giddy. They'd get to cum soon, and on a fresh face. I would've been excited too, if it were anyone else.

"Are you the MVP, Tyler?" My brother asked with a small smile, bringing his lips down to Tyler's dick and kissing it. He stared up at Tyler the whole time. Tyler laughed.

"Nope, Michael is."

Suddenly my brother looked to me, and panic once again clouded his green eyes. I felt it too. Neither of us were prepared for this. We couldn't do this, we just couldn't. But we had to. I had to, for Jesse's sake. I just hoped he would forgive me.

I don't want this Jesse. I don't want any of it. I don't want to fuck you. I don't want anyone else to fuck you. I don't want any of this. Please see that. 

"How do you want him, Michael? Doggy-style?" Tyler asked. He took my brother's hair in his hands and slowly led him towards me. My brother was crawling on the floor towards me, and I couldn't help but feeling turned on. But it wasn't because it was Jesse. It was a hot, young new boy crawling towards me, that was all.

"Get on your back, Jesse." I said softly. My brother looked up at me, anxious. But he did what he was told, and slowly laid down on his back. 

I took my position between his legs.

"Are you a virgin?" I asked quietly. I didn't want to embarrass him in front of the guys, but I needed to know. Jesse had never dated anyone while I lived at home, so I didn't know. I certainly wasn't going to go fast and rough if it was his first time. I felt torn. I wanted him to be a virgin, but I didn't want him to be a virgin. My brother nodded slowly.

"I was too." I said reassuringly. I offered him a small smile, but it didn't seem to soothe him much. I didn't want him to worry so much.

Don't worry, Jesse. I'll be gentle. I'll take care of you. Then we can leave here and pretend that it never happened. Don't be afraid.

"Enough sentiments, just fuck him already." Simon said. All the boys were getting impatient. They had circled around my brother and I, and gotten on their knees. They were all jerking their cocks, some of them jerked each other, but they had slowed their pace a little, sensing I may take a long time. They weren't allowed to cum until after I had, that was the rule. 

I stuck my first three fingers into my brother's mouth. It caught him off guard and he moaned in surprise at the invasion. I began to slowly thrust my fingers into his mouth, trying to capture as much saliva as I could on them. I had to make sure I used sufficient lube on him. With my free hand I stroked his thigh, in what I hoped, was a reassuring way. I knew that I was being much more gentle on him than anyone else I'd fucked. I'd get shit for that later. 

I pulled the fingers out of his mouth and moved them to his ass. My index finger slowly twirled around his tight hole, and he moaned softly, and tilted his head back. He closed his eyes. That made it easier. 

I took in his body. I hated myself for it, but I noticed how inviting he looked. His pale skin was smooth and creamy. He was only slightly muscular, with definition in his stomach. I ran my hands down the small mounds of muscle. I noted the treasure trail coming down from his belly button. His cock was still semi-erect, and I resisted the urge to stroke him. If he wanted to get off, that had to be his choice. 

I slowly pushed my middle finger into his tight virgin hole. He cried out at the sudden invasion and his back arched up. I used my free hand to push him back down and steady him. 

"Try to relax. Let me in. It won't hurt as much." I said softly. He hissed as I slowly started fucking his ass with the digit. I tried to ignore all the boys around me as they encouraged me to fuck him hard and fast. That's not what I wanted to give my brother for his first time. 

If I pretended that I wasn't fucking my brother, it wasn't even that bad. It was enjoyable really. I loved watching his lively green eyes take in my face, scan down my chest and rest on my arm as it moved slightly back and forth. His blond hair was tousled and messy from previous exercises. I would've loved to be able to watch and truly see them take advantage of this fresh new team mate.

I slowly pulled my finger out of his clenching hole. I positioned my first two fingers at his entrance and slowly pushed them in together. Jesse cried out again, but didn't try to pull away this time. I began scissoring his ass with my fingers, trying to get as much room inside his hot little hole as possible.

My cock was throbbing, but I had to remain in control. I needed to make sure my brother was okay. 

He was taking my fingers more easily now, getting used to the feeling of his hole being stretched. I began pushing my third finger in his hole, and he hissed again at the intrustion and pain. I place my hand on his ribs to settle him, and his hand immediately grabbed my wrist. I liked the feeling of his warm hand on my body, even if it was just on my wrist. His asshole grabbed and clenched at my fingers while I fucked him and in that moment there was only us two in the world. I stared into my brother's eyes and he stared into mine. 

And I risked doing something I otherwise never would've. 

I pulled my fingers out of my brother, leaned over him, and kissed him. My lips moved gently against his. And as I moved up to kiss him, my cock moved up too, and it gently brushed against his ass, making me more aware of how badly I needed a release. My tongue gently moved against my brother's lips, but he didn't grant me entrance into his mouth and I didn't force it. 

I pulled away from him only slightly. 

"How can I make this better for you?" I asked quietly in his ear, before pressing soft kisses to his cheek. He looked me in the eyes

"Just get it over with."

I felt like I'd been slapped. Here I was trying to make it as sweet and gentle as possible, and he didn't want or appreciate any of it. And worse, I'd kissed him. That definitely wasn't something that I could undo or explain. My cheeks burned with shame and embarrassment.

If he wanted it over with, I'd get it over with. 

I returned to my original position and grabbed his thighs roughly. I was brought back to the present. The boys were surrounding us, beating their meat, but more than that, they were cheering me on.




Brothers



"Fuck that virgin ass!" Simon urged, as he saw me positioning my dick at my brother's entrance. There was a chorus of agreement. Fine, they all wanted it fast and rough? I'd make them all happy. 

I plunged my cock into my brother's tight, virgin hole. Jesse cried out loudly and tried to writhe away from me.

"Don't run away from my cock, Jess." I ordered, grabbing his hips and holding him in place. His asshole was tighter than anything I could remember. It squeezed my dick and only added to my excitement. 

I began fucking my little brother. I started off at a moderate pace, but at the urging of my team, I began fucking him savagely. I ignored my brother's loud cries of pain and fucked him without abandon.

"Fuck his virgin ass Michael! Make him take it!" I did. His asshole gripped my cock, and I moaned with every thrust. I filled his asshole, plunging my entire thick length into him. I was fucking him furiously, slamming my eight inches into him without mercy. Then I noticed a tear slip out from his eye. He was whimpering.

I slowly pulled my length from him. We were both panting.

I waited one agonizing second. My brother caught his breath and looked up at me. 

Then, I slammed my entire length back into his no-longer virgin hole. My brother cried out again, but this time it wasn't in pain. There was a chorus of excitement from my team. I fucked him harder, making sure each thrust hit my intended target.

I was moaning with each jerk of my hips. My brother's cries of pleasure turned to screams of ecstasy and his now fully erect cock was bouncing as I pounded him. I could feel my own orgasm building in my stomach as I fucked my little brother raw. 

The boys in the circle were all jerking at incredible speeds now. I knew they couldn't last much longer. My brother began stroking himself too, and he looked me in the eyes once more. I knew he wasn't thinking straight, neither was I. I decided to torture him further still, I wanted to hear him beg for me. I slowed my pace to an agonizingly slow speed. My brother groaned.

"Fuck me! Fuck me Michael, don't stop! Please!" He cried, throwing his head back as he stroked himself. He was trying to fuck himself on my cock, like the little slut that he was, but I held his thighs in place.

"I didn't hear you Jesse." I said quietly, sending an evil grin his way.

"I need you to fuck me, please Michael! I want your cock!" He was screaming now, his voice was going raw. I was satisfied.

I slammed my cock back into him, making sure I hit his prostate. My brother eagerly stroked his cock as I pounded him relentlessly once more.

Suddenly, my brother let out a loud gasp. He threw his head back, his body arched off the ground. He screamed as his orgasm hit him, and his cock sent long streams of cum spurting up and onto his beautiful chest.

It sent me over the edge.

I gripped my brother's thighs and pounded into him, shooting a thick load of cum deep into his tortured asshole with each thrust. I was nearly crying by the end of it. It felt like even my teeth were shaking. I was panting and my brother gently grabbed my hand as I slowed my thrusts and my orgasm died.

I just came inside my little brother. I smiled with sick satisfaction.

It was mere seconds after I came that the rest of my team let loose their own orgasms. It caught my brother off guard. Tyler's load covered his forehead and his hair. Andrew and Mark came on each of his cheeks and nose. Ropes of thick cum poured over my brother's innocent face as he sat staring at the ceiling, unable to move. His face was nearly completely covered after everyone had finished. Some had come on his neck and chest too. Everywhere you looked on the top half of my brother, there was cum.

And my cum was slowly dripping out of his perfect asshole.

"That's why you're the MVP." Ricky said, out of breath as he patted me on the back. I watched as the rest of the guys stood shakily from the circle to go grab their things and leave. I helped my brother up to his feet and together we headed for the showers.

I just came inside my little brother. My stomach twisted in sick revulsion.



Brother's Anal Surprise



David woke up suddenly. Not really sure what woke him up; he sat up and looked around. It was just 2:00 am. As he rolled over in bed he realized he had a hard-on in his underwear he wore to bed. A little surprised, he thought about maybe giving his hand another workout before rolling over and falling asleep. As his hand slid under the waistband of his briefs, he heard a noise that froze him. It sounded like it was downstairs. 'Nobody should be up at this hour' he thought to himself as he got up and strolled out of his room. It wasn't fear that had his interest, it was curiosity. 

He passed his sister's room and was just going past his parent's room when he heard the grunting noise again. He stopped and realized that it was coming from his parent's room. The door was slightly open and he peered in. The light from the streetlight outside was shining enough into the room and he could see his mom rustling on the bed. He moved closer and opened the door a little more before he realized that his mother was on top of his dad, naked! 

He stared as mom was bouncing up and down on his dad. It was his mom that was doing the grunting. He was amazed that he was watching his parents fuck. David's hand had found its way down under his waistband of his briefs and he had his cock in hand. Slowly he was rubbing as he watched his mom's tits bounce with every thrust she pushed down on his dad. David's mom had a very sexy body for 37 years old. 

David woke out of his stare and stroking as he heard his mom.

"Kevin, I want you to fuck my ass." She instructed David's dad. "I want your hot cum in my ass, NOW!"

David was so stunned at hearing his mom talk that way that he didn't move a muscle as his parents got into a doggie-style position. For the first time, David got to see his dad's cock. It was huge compared to his young cock; which he continued to stroke. It couldn't have been that big because it disappeared in his mom's ass in one quick thrust. 

"Mary, I want to cum now." His dad yelled out to his wife as he was thrusting in and out.

"Do it, Kevin." His mom answered back.

As David watched his dad's cock disappear into his mom. His hand had picked up stroking to the speed of his dad's thrusts. Just before his dad let out an orgasmic grunt, David filled his hand with the hot jism from his own cock.

"OOOhhhhhhhhhhh..." David's dad grunted as his hot cum shot into his wife. 

Although David couldn't hear his mom since her face was buried in a pillow, he could see that she was cumming too. Sticky hand and cock, David found his way down the hall to the bathroom to clean up. He grabbed a towel and was cleaning his limp cock off not realizing that he didn't close the door until he heard the gasp from his sister standing at the door. Hand on cock and jaw wide open, he was caught by his older sister cleaning the cum from his cock.

They both stared for a few seconds before his sister finally spoke up, "David, what... what are you doing?"

David and his sister, Jeanine, had a close relationship for siblings, but this was the first time that they have encountered some type of sexual exchange.

"Well." David stuttered. "I, um..."

"What David?" His sister knew what he did, but wanted to hear it from him.

"I jerked off watching dad ass fuck mom." There, he said it.

Incredulous, Jeanine said, "You watched mom and dad have sex???"

After a quick explanation of what happened and how he found himself watching his parents have sex, David begged his sister not to tell. 

He didn't expect the reaction out of his sister that he got. She was jumping up and down like a little girl at a parade. He noticed that she was in a baby-doll outfit and she was not wearing a bra. Her little pert tits were bouncing freely. For a young college girl, she did have that innocent, naïve personality about her. 

"Do you think they are still going at it?" She asked as she shot down the hall towards her parent's room.

David never got the chance to answer, as Jeannine was gone. He also realized that his hand had never left his cock and it was semi hard again. Did getting caught by his sister excite him? He packed his cock back into his briefs as he headed back to his room. He ran into his sister coming back from his parent's room. 

"They were fast asleep." Jeannine said.

"Sorry, sis."

Jeannine seemed to be in a daze and speaking to no one, "I would love to have seen that ass fucking."

Not sure if she was speaking to him as he turned into his room, David asked his sister, "Did you want to see mom get her ass fucked?"

As Jeannine looked back at David, he saw a new lust-filled look on her innocent face. "I would pay anything to see someone getting fucked in the ass. It would be so intense to feel a cock enter your ass and thrust hot cum deep inside you..."

'Did she want to see it or did she want to be fucked in the ass?' David was now thinking from what his sister just told him. She wanted a cock in her ass. Did he have the guts to say it? 

"Jeannine, do you want to have your ass fucked?" 

Her hand was brushing her tits over her baby doll nightwear. Not acting so innocent now, she nodded slowly. She seemed to be looking past David as she was now visibly rubbing her breasts in front of him. 

He looked in her eyes and they were not seeing him, but looking through him. "Do you want... Jeannine, do you want me to fuck your ass?" 

Almost like a wake up call, Jeannine broke out of her stare and realize that she was rubbing her tits in front of her brother and he just asked her to fuck her ass. Being out in the hall seemed to hasten Jeannine as she grabbed her brother's arm and lead him into her bedroom and closed the door.

As if she was telling him a secret, she leaded over and whispered to him, "Have you ever ass-fucked a girl before?" And before he could answer, she continued, "Better yet, have you ever fucked a girl?"

"Yes, I have fucked a girl. Remember Lisa?" David said, realizing that he just let out that he had fucked his sister's friend. "And no, I have never ass fucked a girl before, but I want to."

Seemingly thinking it over for a while. She finally turned and with those lust-filled eyes, told her brother; "Look, I want this bad. You have to promise that this will be our secret and you will never tell anyone. Promise?" 

His cock hard as a rock, he nodded excitedly. "I promise!"

Going over to a draw in her nightstand, Jeannine came back with a little bottle of something. Grabbing his briefs and in one quick move, she had his underwear down at David's ankles. Stunned, but obedient, he step out of them and he sat on her bed. Jeannine poured some liquid out of the little bottle onto her hand and she rubbed it in her hands for a few seconds. She then took a hold of David's cock with both hands and was rubbing it up and down slightly. The gel was all over his cock and he was feeling the intense feeling of cumming. But just before the brink of exploding in his sister's hands, Jeannine stopped. 

"What is that?" he asked.

"It's lube." She answered. "If you are going to fuck my ass, you need to be well lubricated." 

He nodded in understanding as Jeannine stood up again and in a flash of arms, she stood naked in front of David. Her body was stunning to David. It was not a cheerleader's body by any means, but it was very attractive. He stared at her pussy lips and realized that it had a little stripe of brownish hair just above the entrance to her lips. Her nipples were sticking way out and were very pink, almost red. Jeannine had put one leg on the bed and was using her hands to lube up her ass. From the view, David could see Jeannine was sliding her fingers individually into her ass. His rock hard cock was now twitching with excitement as Jeannine got on the bed on all fours and called back to him. "Okay, I'm ready. Now take it easy since neither of us have done this."

Getting right behind her, David looked at his sister's ass and pussy staring right back at him. Both had such an alluring sense about them and for a brief moment, he thought about fucking her pussy. But the will to take his sister's virgin ass was too great. With his hand he guided his cock to the puckered opening. Jeannine reached behind her to help guide him into her ass. The head of his cock pressed against her hole and was met with a little resistance. Not knowing what to do David stopped. But it was a brief stop since Jeannine started pushing back to him. There was a little suction sound as the head broke through the opening of her ass. They both stopped. Placing both hands on her hips David then proceeded to push into her. 

"Slowly..." She whispered.

Taking heed of her warning, David pressed into Jeannine carefully. He was about a third of the way in with his young cock when she let out a muffled cry. He stopped fearing that it was hurting her. A second or two went by and then she pushed back on his cock taking more in. With Jeannine pushing back, he pushed further until all of his five inches was buried in her ass. His balls were slightly touching her pussy lips. He could feel the excitement and if he moved, he would shoot his load too soon.

About a minute later, Jeannine spoke. "Now fuck me slowly like you would to my pussy. And when I tell you, fuck me as hard as you can."

With the skill of a novice, David started fucking her ass slowly. Going in and out slow enough that he would shoot his wad too fast. A few times he pulled out of her ass only to have her place him right back in. He was hearing her grunt faster and faster. So, he picked up the pace as she begged for it. He was picking up the pace just as he heard his sister scream into the pillow. She had hit her orgasm.

"Mmmmmmmmmm...ooooooooooooooowwwwwwwww..." muffled in the pillow, she let it out.

Hearing her orgasm, he fucked her with fury. A few quick hard thrusts and he was dumping his hot cum into his sister's ass. 

"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." He moaned as his jism was shooting in her ass.

Jeannine's orgasm never subsided as her brother shot hot cum in her ass. She just kept going and going and going. She could feel the intensity ten-fold. He brother's final thrust pushed his cock into her ass all the way and it stayed. She slowly let her body down to the bed and her brother followed her never taking his wilting cock out of her until it fell out as they laid flat on the bed. Both were so exhausted that it was only natural that they fell asleep cuddled together from a virgin experience for both of them.



Brothers & Sisters



Linda arose from bed about four am on a Saturday morning. She stood before the mirror and examined her figure. She didn't quite know why she was wide-awake, but still she was awake. She gazed at herself for long minutes in the mirror. Linda stood only a meager five foot two and was a bit of a hefty girl, weighing in at about 175 pounds. Her breasts were small, only b cups, and her large brown nipples stood erect and demanded attention. They were always that way, from her early teen years she had to wear a deeply padded bra to hide them. Her ass was small and very pretty. Her cheeks formed perfect semi circles and were almost totally comprised of muscle. 

While her ass was almost nonexistent, her cheeks were still very sexy and very hot. She gazed downward at her shaven bush and remembered the very first time she'd shaved herself and what a feeling of liberation it had given her. She reminisced of old times and smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Linda was in a very good mood today. She always had slept in the nude. Even as a teen. She was very shy of her body. Like any other girl she had slumber parties and sleepovers at her girlfriends houses. She always remained thoughtful to remain covered and decent in her attire. 

To Linda looks were everything, especially her hair. She had prodded and primped over her hair for years and now at 29, she finally accepted the fact that it wasn't going to do a damn thing she wanted so with caution to the wind, she cut her luxurious long brown hair short, and got a curly perm and always wore a hair piece of some sort and let that be that.

While growing up she, due to poverty had been forced to share a room with her younger brother. This had bought the two of them ever so close. They didn't fight as normal brother, sister combinations. They were always in harmony and always backed the other up in times of need. She had never paid any thought to her body or the exposure of until one day when her mother tenderly told her about the birds and the bees. 

With a newfound awakening, she began to notice herself and become ashamed of her natural appearance, as did her younger brother. The two always carefully trod around the right to privacy the other needed, but Linda was always a bit over precautious when it came to showing some skin or wearing any article of clothing that revealed too much as far as she was concerned. Years later, thirteen years to be exact, her mother sadly passed away and with that passing so did a lot of Linda's morals and beliefs. Although she was never a very religious person, nor was her mother, the basic morals and values set forth in almost every household were still in effect and to Linda that was letting someone else do the thinking for you. 

So she underwent a few weeks of soul searching and finally decided that she needn't be ashamed of what God had given her and with her mother passing at such a young age, she wished to live life for every thing it was worth. 

After a few years, she began and ended a relationship with a man she'd met at a party, the two had always had their problems and there was that age difference thing, she was 24, he was 40. During the course of the relationship, she'd allowed Ed to move in with them to help with the bills and this arrangement worked flawlessly for two years and the breakup was not Ed's fault in anyway. He much like his sister were merely innocent bystanders while he slept around on Linda. 

Now less than four days into her new living arrangements, with her boyfriend gone and her brother still there, she hadn't quite adjusted to all the changes. Her brother had his own room now and she had hers, and everything in the home was shared between the two of them. She had found that living alone in a home with just her brother was nice. He never bothered or upset her. He was always there financially when she needed it and never ever asked for anything in return from her. 

She loved him so. He worked the graveyard shift at a local factory and wouldn't be home till seven am. So Linda saw no purpose in putting on her gown, she was in need of coffee and her morning smoke. She exited her bedroom and walked down the hallway only to find her brother Ed wide awake on the couch looking at her as she stood there nude in all her glory.

Linda inhaled a deep breath. Her heart stopped for a second and she said "Oh my God Ed! What are you doing home so early?" Ed simply said "Didn't feel well, left work early." Never taking his eyes off of his older sister. Linda was 29 whereas Ed was only 25. She suddenly remembered being nude and she said, "I'm sorry Ed." He said "What the hell for? What'd you do?" Linda said "Well duh! For one, being like this." Ed smiled at her and said "Aw shit sis, I love ya no matter what your wearing." Linda felt a little easier and said "So I'm just gonna go get my coffee and go back to my room and dress myself ok?" Ed said "Why? Sit out here and talk to me for a little while." 

Linda looked from the kitchen and said, "Well in case you haven't noticed, I'm naked and you're my brother. You shouldn't see me like this." Ed said "Why?" Linda said "Eddie, 'cause it's just wrong." Ed said, "Look sis, I love you and always will. I have to admit it's nice to see you this way. I mean I've spent the better part of a decade wondering what you look like nude and well, now I know. It's ok Sis I can handle it." Linda felt warmth in his smile and said "Alright. You win. I wont go get dressed. Ed smiled and said, "Could I get a cup of that coffee?" Linda smiled warmly at her brother and spun around and reach into the cupboard. 

While she was turned away, Ed caught a glimpse of his sister's ass and couldn't deny the feelings he was having at the moment. His prick was rock solid and here he stood. Linda somehow picked up on his feeling and said, "Alright mister, I've decided that if I've got to be naked, so do you!" Ed smiled warmly again at her and said "Sis I can't do that." Linda said "Why?" Ed replied "Well, to put it bluntly I kind of have a problem." Linda sipped the first sip of her morning coffee and said, "What is it?" Ed said "Well, let's just say, I'll have my coffee here, while I'm leaning forward on the bar and let's leave it at that ok?" He sheepishly turned his head away. Linda smiled a big wholesome smile and said, "Hard isn't it?"

His sister knew him only too well. Ed accepted the coffee and said "Yes it is. I hope you don't mind." Linda rolled her eyes and said "Ed, I'm grown now, I've seen a hard dick before. It's ok, really. It's perfectly natural. Eddie felt a bit easier now with her saying that and he said "If your really sure about this sis." Linda walked beside him and said "Stand up straight for me." Ed stood upright his boner ran halfway down his leg. The impression through his jeans was an impressive site. Linda's jaw dropped open and she exclaimed "Damn Eddie!" Ed smirked a bit and said, "I know you'd like to see it for real now wouldn't you?" Linda said, "Let me sit down first." She walked past Ed and seated herself on big cozy chair that was called "Aunt Linda's chair by all her nieces and nephews and neighborhood kids. She said, "Ok, I'm ready."

Ed walked over in front of the couch, some ten feet away from her. And pulled his shirt up and over his head and lay it aside. Linda interrupted him by saying, "Come over here in front of me would ya? I'd like to get a good look at that thing!" Ed stepped over directly in front of Linda. He said "Sis, if you want you can do the honors for me. Linda said, "Ed, I just want to see it. You know we shouldn't even be thinking of this stuff between each other!" Ed laughed a bit and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Linda's eyes peered hungrily at her Brothers hidden treasure. Ed first wiggled out of his jeans. Her eyes followed them down to his ankles and back up to reveal that he was a boxer type man. She could see the outline pushing against his boxers. He said, "Ok, here goes sis. Are you really sure?" Linda didn't' speak she simply nodded her head yes.

Ed worked the boxers down quickly and stood there sporting a thirteen inch cock that was as hard as diamonds. She didn't speak at all, just sat there sipping her coffee. Ed looked down at her and said, "Seen enough?" Linda still didn't' speak. Ed turned and walked over to the couch and sat down. The two sipped their coffees in silence for about ten minutes when Linda broke the silence and said "I've never seen one that big before Ed." She regressed into staring at the wall. Ed replied, "I didn't think that you had, I'm sorry if I shocked you." Linda said "Shocked wasn't quite the word I'd use Ed." He replied, "What word would you use?" 

Linda said, "I know I shouldn't say this, but I think the word would be excited." Linda sat there for a moment and softly began to cry. Ed hopped to his feet and was at her side in an instant. Linda said "I'm so sorry for putting you in this position bubby." She pulled her head to his chest. He felt her tears roll down his body. He apologized for allowing himself to be tempted. She gently touched his chest hairs while weeping on him. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. She stood and he pulled her into his body and gave her a long hug. He felt her body press into his; likewise she felt his hard cock on her leg pressing for attention.

She said, "What should we do?" As she wiped the tears from her eyes, she walked away from him. He simply said "Take our time and go slow with one another." Linda stopped and placed her hands on the bar with her back to Ed. She said "Are you suggesting what I think you are?" Ed said "Why not sis? I love you, you love me and we've always wound up with each other after everybody else has screwed us over. "Ed, I know!" She replied, "I have the same feelings as you do, but morally its wrong, just plain wrong!" Ed stopped her and said "What if we just acted like brother and sister to everybody else and behind closed doors sis, we could be so much more to one another." 

Linda turned to face her brother who had that sad little puppy face as she called it and instantly her heart melted. She wanted him so badly, but knew it was wrong. He after all had been on a few dates with her best friend and coworker Clarissa. Linda loved her friend, but knew she was a slut. Clarissa would do anybody. She'd even offered to take care of Linda's needs if she ever felt up to it. Now here she was, she had set Ed up with Clarissa and she knew that the two of them had been fucking like dogs, and yes to herself she could admit it, she was jealous. She loved Dale as much as Ed, and had found herself tempted to take her up on her offers from time to time, but her fear got the best of her. For official types her name was Clarissa Dale Simmons. Everybody that knew her just called her Dale. 

She was an attractive woman about 35 years old with 3 almost grown kids. Dale had sexiness about her that Linda couldn't explain. She was just an ordinary woman with an awesome body. Dale stood 5'7 and weighed about 180 lbs. She had shoulder length blonde hair, a beautiful voluptuous ass and sexy as hell breasts. Linda had only been able to catch a glimpse of cleavage from time to time, but what she saw made her want to take her up on her offers.

Linda snapped back to reality and looked up at her brother and said "What about Dale?" Her brother lowered his head and said "Well, I guess I could break it off with her?" Linda said "No! Don't do that just yet, see I have a slight problem that you may be able to help me with."

"What's that?" Was his immediate reply. Well bubby I have this thing for Dale, see before you say anything, she has came onto me countless times and I'm beginning to warm up to the idea of letting her make love to me, I just want you to help me set it up. See what I'd like to do is for you to invite her over and we'll all start drinking and one thing will lead to another and you two will play around and You'll suggest that she include me and we'll go from there." Ed smiled a big coy smile and said "Ok, sounds like fun."

Soon both found themselves busy as bees planning for a big night. The invitation was made by ed and Linda made sure she showered, shaved and brushed her teeth and fixed her hair, a bit of makeup and a touch of perfume in the right places should do the trick. Now the only question was what to wear for the beginning of the evening.

Linda went through every article of clothing that she owned and ultimately decided on a white bathrobe with nothing beneath it. She's simply put it on, tie it around the waist and let that be that. Ed on the other hand simply wore a pair of boxers around the house with no shirt.

Dale arrived two hours later. Linda greeted her warmly at the door while Ed was finishing up shaving in the bathroom. Dale wore a pair of jean shorts with a low neckline shirt with spagetti straps on the shoulders. She was simply barefooted when she arrived. Linda invited her inside and closed the door behind Dale.

"So, Where's Eddie?" Dale asked "Oh, he's in the bathroom finishing shaving and primping. He'll be out in a minute or two. Can I get you a drink Dale?" Dale thought for a minute or two and said "Watcha got?" Linda thumbed through the refrigerator and cabinets and said, "We've got white wine, red wine, Champagne, beer, tea, milk, coffee and water." Dale smiled and said "Give me a glass of white wine please." Linda dutifully fixed her and her friend a drink and watched carefully as Dale pulled the straps up on her shoulders and readjusted her sitting position. 

Linda handed Dale her drink and said "Honey you've got to get comfortable. I know those jeans are killing you sitting like that." Dale smiled and said "I see your already comfortable." Linda smiled and replied "Yhea, I just felt like a bathrobe tonight, nothing more." Dale's eyes lit up as she spoke "Really?" Linda sipped her drink and lit a smoke and said "Yes, really. Are you surprised?" Dale said "Hell yes girl. I thought you were worried about Eddie seeing something that he shouldn't." Linda said "Well, I was, but I figure we have to live together now and sooner or later, well you know how it goes. After all he's my brother. I know he'd never eyeball me. He's hot for you." Linda mock laughed as Dale said, "I dunno girl he talks about you all the time. I bet he'd go for it in a minute." Linda nervously laughed and said "Do you know something that I don't?" Dale said "No, but if he weren't here right now, I'd go into details."

Just then Ed walked into the living room wearing his boxers. He greeted dale with a warm kiss on the lips as she reach out and stroked his limp cock through his boxers. Soon the kiss turned erotic and soon Linda noticed that her brother's cock was rock solid. Dale looked at Linda who was watching as she stroked his huge cock. 

Dale could tell that Linda was getting interested and decided to have a little fun with it. Dale eased Ed a step or two aside so that Linda would have a side view of what was going on. Ed hadn't opened his eyes since Dale had latched onto his tool. Dale expertly ran her hand up the leg of his boxers and eased his giant cock out of the leg of his boxers and continued stroking it. Dale could see the hunger in Linda's eyes and gleefully pulled ed's shorts down to his ankles leaving him nude before his sister and his lover. Dale made a motion to Linda who sat on the couch watching her. 

It was almost like she were waving at Linda sideways with her hand, Linda thought that she wanted her to spread her legs, but didn't know if that's what Dale really wanted. Linda was sitting with her legs drawn up to her chest. Her long robe covered everything. Linda gently opened her legs a little, then a little more. She knew she was on the right track as Dale's smile grew larger and larger. Linda finally untied the sash on her robe and opened it up and took it off and resumed her seating position and opened her legs fully and exposed her hairless pussy for her friend. 

Dale made licking motions with her tongue towards Linda's now exposed pussy. Linda moved her hand down towards her pussy and began smiling at Dale as she spread her tight lips apart. Dale stopped stroking Ed's cock and lit a cigarette. Before Ed opened his eyes, Linda had replaced her robe and only pulled it shut. Ed didn't mind, he simply walked away from Dale, cock hard as nails. He stopped in front of Linda, his huge cock pointing right at her. Dale snickered a little and she said "Go ahead girl, see how a real one feels." Linda involuntary flushed bright red as she extended her hand and rubbed his monster cock. She only made it a stroke or two until she stopped and said, "Ok, that's enough Eddie. I can't take it anymore." Dale and Ed both rolled with laughter.

To Be Continued...



Brothers & Sisters



It was a cool but sunny summer day as the train entered the small rural town of Empire Falls. Kari and Troy were excited at the thought of seeing their cousins again. This was the first part of their annual visit. Becky and Tom would be returning the visit later in the year.

Kari and Troy had boarded the train late evening yesterday. They found seats in the darkened end of the car and immediately sat close together. As it was cool in the car, they covered up with a light blanket. It felt good for Troy to have his sister in his arms again. They had become very close within the last year. As he drifted off to sleep, his thoughts reviewed the events of the last few months.

They had a couple of hours alone together after school each day. As they became increasingly aware of their sexuality, they began to experiment. It began with some hugging and kissing but soon progressed to touching.

One day, Kari asked her brother if she could se his penis. She had felt it through his jeans several times and was curious about how it looked. She had seen pictures in Sex Ed. class but wanted to see the real thing. Troy agreed and they went to his bedroom. Kari watched closely as he first took off his shirt and jeans. She could see the bulge in his boxers and knew it would not be enough to just look at it. She moved closer as he lay on the bed and removed his boxers. His penis was erect as she moved even closed. With a shaking hand, she reached out to touch it. It was warm and firm but yet so soft. She commented it was the first time she had touched a penis and he replied it was the first time a girl had ever touched him. A short moan escaped Troy's lips as she wrapped her slender fingers around his erection. 

She immediately took her hand away and asked if she had hurt him. He responded that it felt very good so she replaced her hand. After a few minutes of squeezing and feeling his cock, she noticed a few drops of moisture on the end and asked what it was. Troy explained it was pre-cum and that if she continued, he would soon cum. This prospect excited Kari and she asked how to do it. Troy reached in the bed side table and removed a small tube of lube; squeezed a few drops on his erection and instructed her in how to masturbate him. She was a quick learner and soon he could feel the familiar sensation of his balls starting to tighten. He warned her he was about to cum and a couple of strokes later, the first of his cum shot into the air. She didn't stop until his cock started to soften.

They were surprised how much time had passed so they both cleaned up and Troy got dressed again. They smiled as they sat across from each other that evening for dinner and shared their secret with a wink.

The soft tap on the bedroom door startled Troy. He looked at the clock and it was 1:00a.m. He had been reading and lost track of time. The door opened and Kari entered. She was wearing a long t-shirt that she always slept in. It wasn't hard to imagine that she didn't have anything on under it by the way it clung to her body. They talked about the afternoon and then Kari asked if he would like to see her pussy. Of course he would!

She pulled the shirt over her head and stood before him naked. Once on her back on the bed, she spread her legs and directed Troy to kneel between them. Her slender fingers opened her lips and she explained and showed him the parts of her pussy. Troy noticed the glisten of the moisture of her pussy. She then asked him to touch her. She instructed him to insert a finger into her and coached him to fuck her. She was getting wetter as he moved his fingers in and out of her. Next she demonstrated rubbing her clit and then let him try. By now, she was very excited and wanted an orgasm.

As Troy continued to rub her clit, she took his other hand and inserted two fingers into her vagina so he could fuck her at the same time. Soon she was arching her back and thrusting her hips to meet his hands. Deep inside her she felt the stirring of an orgasm and soon her entire focus was on her pussy as the waves of passion flowed through her body. She lay in Troy's arms and they kissed softly as they drifted off to sleep.

It was a couple of weeks later that they were home alone for the evening. After eating pizza and soda in front of the TV, Troy leaned over and kissed his sister as his hand slid to her breasts. Kari returned the gesture by rubbing his cock until it was hard. Without a word, they walked to her room. Troy unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. They dropped to the floor together. At the same time, Kari unsnapped his jeans and together with his boxers, pulled them to the floor. Troy slipped his t-shirt off in time to help her remove her shorts and panties. Both hugged and Troy could feel the warmth of her pussy as his erect cock pressed against it. They moved to the bed as Kari took the erect cock in her hand.

As Troy lay on his back, Kari straddled his legs and stroked his cock. She moved up to kiss him and he could fee her pubic hair on his cock. She raised a little and his erection slipped between her legs as she lowered back onto him. Her hard nipples were on his chest. They lay like this for a while until Kari whispered that she wanted to try something.

She was on her knees straddling his legs. Troy could see that her pussy was wet as she moved over him. She placed her hand on his cock and held it as she moved her pussy directly over it. Slowly she lowered herself until the head of his cock pressed against her pussy lips and pushed they aside. He could feel the moisture of her pussy on his cock. She could feel the hardness of his cock and lowered again as she felt it open her and slip inside. She was fucking for the first time. Troy felt the warmth as her pussy took his cock. He raised his hips and moved deeper into her. His first fucking was feeling good. Both were glad they were brother and sister.

As his cock slide deeper into her, their motions became in rhythm and soon his cock was thrusting into her. She could feel his balls against her ass and knew she had his entire cock. Soon she felt his cock grow even more and it began to jerk inside of her. Troy said he was going to cum. Kari increased her efforts and soon felt the warmth of his cum fill her pussy. They lay like this until he softened and then hugged as they fell asleep.

The room was just starting to lighten from the dawn when Kari was aware of movement in the room. Troy was returning from the bathroom and she could see he had an erection. She spread her legs and he was on his knees between them. She raised her legs and his cock found her warm pussy. With one stroke, he was in her and together they began their second fuck of the night. Troy could feel Kari's pussy grabbing his cock and suddenly she shook and her pussy pulsated on his cock. He waited until her orgasm was complete and resumed thrusting into her. She said she wanted his cum again and soon he was shooting a second load into her. They continued to fuck, she could feel his cum being pumped out of her and running down her ass.

As they sat together in the darkened train car, Kari's hand found Troy's cock and soon had it erect. His fingers slipped up the leg of her shorts and discovered she wasn't wearing any panties. They knew it would be a fun night as they looked forward to visiting their cousins for a week.

Let me know what you think of the story so far. Who do you identify with; Kari or Troy? Has anything similar happened to you?



Brothers And Sisters



There is evil everywhere. A counterpart to good and within lies two tales. Two who found each other, two who would do anything to tear them apart. How this will end...only time will tell.

Jonathan and Jaci had met online, each with a need, a desire. Each finding in the other the spark which lit a flame, a flame they both thought extinguished a long time ago. Words were exchanged for months, e-mails leading to telephone calls, those rendezvous leading to this, a meeting.

In modern day fairy tales all wound have ended happily but I fear life has a way of turning a straight line into a crooked path. Obstacles in the way, for these two though neither were aware came in the way of each of them having...an identical twin.

Where as the two mentioned before were two of a kind, James and Jackie were the same. Each of them festering an anger towards their matching sibling and with the happiness each of them had found in the other jealousy had reared its ugly head.

It was Jackie who had finally heard enough about her sister's "precious" Jonathan and had gone in search of something, anything which she might use to drive a wedge between the two of them. Instead, her eyes grew wide the screen before her, the computer screen and the two names it provided already leading her mind down a path of destruction...for the two.

Less than 24 hours later, a telephone call led to two minds who thought alike. A decision made, a plan finalized and with that, it began. He would be the brawn, she the brains and as she sat at her sister's computer, poring over correspondence, stories, words shared, secrets told she almost laughed with glee at how easy it would be to set...the trap.

The trip had been planned for quite sometime for the weekend, the last days of October. Las Vegas the site and as each checked in they found a parcel waiting in their respective rooms. Both of them opening them to reveal identical cards, one written in feminine penmanship, the other in a mannish scrawl, both reading.

"My darling, I've waited so long for this day, I hope you won't mind waiting a few short hours more. There is to be a special costume ball this evening, All Hallows Eve and I have taken the liberty of selecting what I would desire you wear. I wish for this to be a very special evening for you. Arrive promptly at the time below and be assured I will find you and we will...play." Each was signed with a single initial, hers J, his the same.

Meanwhile the two co-conspirators at another location were already deep in their own preparations for the gala event, anticipating the spoils they both would enjoy. As the time grew near each with a wicked grim bid the other adieu and good hunting, knowing their paths would cross again later that very night.

That night, precisely on the time written on the card he still clutched, Jonathan dressed as a simple peasant from times of old found himself in front of a door, heavy, wooden, the sign on it saying "The Inquisition". It gave him pause for thought but the answer was evident as he opened the door, seeing a man in stocks, a woman behind him being handed a whip, a look of delights in her eyes. His steps took him further into the club with the sound of bare flesh being lashed. He felt a shiver, a chill running down his spine but what happened next, took his breath away.

The scent was intoxicating, the voice almost hypnotic as he heard from behind him, "I beg you m'lord do not turn around only know this. When we meet next in a few moments I will be in my role and I pray you will do the same. If so I promise you a night you will never, ever forget."

He stood there frozen to the spot. Almost forgetting to breath when suddenly he felt another come in contact, a slight stumble which caused him to turn and hear, "Might I suggest good sir that you be a bit more careful about where you walk?"

The poor man once again found himself dumbstruck. The beautiful woman before him dressed in finery, a sharp contrast to his humble rags. She wore her garments regally, the feathers of the peacock covering her mask, only her eyes visible and all he could do was stare, a fact not lost upon her.

"How dare you stare at me you commoner? Is this how you greet royalty?"

With that he came to his senses, going to one knee quickly, his head bowed in reply saying, "A thousand pardons m'lady, I meant no disrespect, my humble apologies."

He felt her presence as she circled him, as if inspecting a piece of property for sale, seeing if he might be found acceptable. Finally he heard her say, "I desire a red wine, now."

The man moved quickly, standing, bowing before turning to do the deed. The woman glancing to insure everyone was in place as act one of our play was about to take...a turn.

Jonathan walked back, glass of wine in hand but just as he was about to present it to her a monk like figure walked briskly past, bumping him and the dark liquid spilled, unfortunately onto the fine dress the woman before him wore.

He stood in horror, the woman's face a mask of anger. Her words were sharp, biting, "You fool! I have suffered enough at your hand. Seize him!" Two men dressed as executioners, hired for the evenings entertainment, stepped forth, each taking an arm as Jonathan tried to offer an apology only to receive a slap across his face, none too gentle a blow.

The prisoner's head snapped back, stars filling his visions as her voice seemed to fill his mind from far away. "Perhaps a stay in the royal dungeon will improve both your clumsiness and your manners sir. Take him away."

The two men half carried, half dragged the stunned victim, while the two co-conspirators s shared a glance before the five proceeded toward the stairs which lead down into the bowels of the ancient building. It's name rang true, his eyes taking in the many items used in olden times to torture and torment others.

Deep into the catacombs of the grounds, down many pathways they went until suddenly they stopped. The cloaked figure unlocking the door as the prisoner was pulled inside. The two guards positioned him under her watchful eye, each taking a shackle hanging down from the ceiling, his wrists quickly captured, the locks falling into place.

The helpless prey stood there, his body shaking, his mind racing trying to grasp what was happening as the chains attached to his wrists began to have the slack removed, his arms forced to be raised upward. Another set of irons meanwhile were being attached to his ankles and he gasped as his body was pulled taut. His back aching in protest as his feet were pulled off the ground and he was forced to support his entire weight.

The member of royalty nodded and the two henchmen performed their final act. The indignity of having his meager rags, his clothing ripped from his body until he hung there, for all to see.

"Leave us", the two paid actors in our play playing their parts, bowing and leaving the three alone. The man in the black robe reaching down, picking up two items, handing one to the woman, the other for himself as they both approached the helpless man.

The woman's hand reached up, long fingernails tracing down his chest, her hand grabbing his manhood and squeezing harshly, eliciting yet another gasp her touch anything but kind. As she moved around to stand behind him she began to speak, her voice calm, the words though leaving him feeling anything but. 

"You have been found guilty of crimes against the crown. Your sentence is as follows", and with that she took hold of his hair, pulling his head back roughly, forcing him to look ahead and see his fate.

The mask was made of solid metal, no chance for sight, nor speaking or hearing, cutoff from all his remaining senses. She heard his voice shake with emotion say simply, "Why m'lady, why?" 

Her voice now changed, filled with almost unbridled passion as she said "It's perfect isn't it Jonathan? Your fantasy come to life. To be captured by another, forced into this life, spending eternity at the mercy of another? As I said, your wildest dream come true..." as she leaned in close enough to whisper in his ear, "At least that's what you told my darling sister, is it not?"

With those words his eyes suddenly opened wide. His cry was loud but the sound quickly grew muffled, the mask being placed over his face. He tried to shake his head, to free himself but her hold was strong, his efforts to no avail as the two pieces met. A lock being put in place between the two halves and then, he was theirs.

His barely discernable cry was joined by laughter, the first act of the play having come to a close. The curtain soon to rise on act two.

Jaci as the clock struck eleven found herself in a mass of humanity, revelers in various stages of dress and undress. She felt oddly conspicuous, dressed as a courtesan, the medieval equivalent of a lady of the evening.

She felt a blush come to her face, the looks she was garnering like that of helpless prey and she was just about to reconsider her actions when she felt the presence of another, two hands being placed gently upon her bare shoulders and a voice like velvet say.

"I have waited a lifetime for this night m'lady. I beg of you to play your part as I play mine and I swear it will be like nothing you have ever dared dream of."

With that he turned her and she heard, "The king has rewarded me well if the prize is to be you m'lady."

He was dressed in a swashbuckler garb, a single black mask still allowing his piercing blue eyes to gaze down upon such beauty, taking in the feast of a woman before him.

She quickly remembered her role, curtseying, offering him an even better view of his easily seen wares while saying, "Good days and pleasant nights upon you m'lord."

He smiled in reply, bowing "Nights indeed will be pleasant with you in my bed my beauty."

Once again she tried to fight to keep the crimson shade from her face unsuccessfully as he laughed heartily. "Fetch me an ale woman so that I might see if the view is as pleasurable going as it is coming."

She curtsied again, turning to do his biding, a familiar scene about to play out again. As she returned, a chance encounter, balance lost, liquid spilled. A shirt drenched and the result as before angry words spoken.

"Clumsy whore!" She lay there where she had fallen, eyes wide her voice faltering, "I'm sorry good sir, please forgive me, please..." the words ending abruptly, a rough touch pulling her to her feet, leading her swiftly toward those same stairs, down that same pathway as she heard him say, "I already have one task at hand, you shall follow him."

Moments later the two were at the door. He pounding upon it until it slowly opened and her eyes grew wide at the sights before her.

The figure that greeted them did so clad completely in black leather, the executioners mask she wore allowing the only part of her flesh to be seen, eyes as dark as the night. The costume did nothing to hide her femininity as she motioned for them to enter, pointing at a precise spot to where she be led, where two more shackles hung down from the ceiling.

As the stunned woman stood there her eyes could not help but take in the masked figure hanging directly before her. His body covered in sweat, his struggles finally having ceased, his skin glistening as his chest heaved with the recent exertion. While she took him in, it had taken only seconds and she too was now...a prisoner.

She looked down, seeing her own wrists attached to chains bolted to the floor she felt a hand go under her chin, lifting it to force her to look into the blue eyes of her tormentor, eyes which reflected back with so such kindness as earlier before.

"You should be honored wench to see the King's dungeon Mistress at work. You shall be both a witness and a participant. First though there is the matter of this man" and he nodded at the black garbed figure and nodded his consent to begin.

Jaci could only stand there helplessly as she watched the silent figure approach the nude captive. Her leather clad hand reaching out to his chest, her touch causing his body to jerk as if he had been unaware of her presence.

Her hand traced down his body slowly, finally reaching between his legs, fondling him like a piece of property, a touch neither gentle nor kind, a harbinger of what was about to come.

Finally she released him, turning and walking over to where the woman in chains stood, stopping directly in front of her. Two pair of eyes, each intent upon the other, neither budging until the man joined them and with a bow handed the one her weapon of choice.

The whip was coiled as she turned and walked over to where her designated victim awaited. She shook the instrument loose, the black leather braids unfurling like a snake, to trail across the floor.

The bound woman heard a voice whisper in her ear, "She really is quite talented my dear. It won't take her long to break him in body and in mind. Then...it will be your turn. Begin."

An arm pulled back, a lash unleashed and with a crack like lightning the first blow had fallen. It struck his back first before winding its way around his body. It was as if a thousand volts had been induced as his head snapped back and her fury found its mark. The line was red, angry, a sharp contrast against his skin and it was only the beginning.

Blow after blow, lash after lash was administered. His words rang true as she was forced to watch the leather clad figure soon leave her prey nothing but a mass of tortured flesh, his body covered with the remnants of her efforts.

What was not lost on either James or Jackie was Jaci's reaction every time the whip would strike. His body would feel the pain while hers would react as well. Each of them sharing a common bond until one final lash, the destination lower than before, the edge of the leather striking his member and even the mask could not hold back the animalistic howl of pain which echoed forth.

"Enough!" Jaci screamed, moving quickly towards the still writhing figure, her bonds finally stopping her though she was now close enough to have bestowed a kiss on the stranger if she had so desired. Up close the damage was even worse than she imagined, her eyes taking it all in as she felt the presence of her captor.

"I've told you in the past of the fine line between pleasure and pain. Why don't we let you decide which it shall be", as he forced her to her knees, her face level with his manhood. "You can either grant him pleasure or I will have her continue. Choose...now." It was only a matter of seconds before he turned to the lady in waiting saying, "Very well. Finish him."

"No", Jaci's voice, the word softly spoken, the kneeling figure with her head bowed in submission replied. With a sigh she lifted her face, opening her mouth and capturing him. His body reacted but this time it was different from in the past, the change quickly evident. She could feel the heat where the whip had found its purpose and she tried to ease his pain, gently, tenderly.

He was only human, merely a man and she could feel his respond even under such circumstances as these. He quickly hardened, stiffening as she began to lean back but there would be no reprieve. A hand on the back of her head, mandating that she take him deeper, a voice saying, "Show a little more enthusiasm m'lady, after all it's what you were brought here to do."

The crimson blush which covered her face brought forth his laughter, a cold calculated sound as his hand took hold of her hair and forced her to take him all in and out while saying, "Finish him my dear. Either you finish him or she will."

She fought to breath, his entire being filling her, the bizarre dance taking place until finally she felt the prisoners body stiffen and she was held tightly, forced to accept his seed, made to consume it until at last the hand was removed and with a gasp of air she was free.

She collapsed to the cold, hard ground, her mind and body reeling. Shaking, a final reminder of her ordeal escaping from the corner of her lips, trailing down her cheek to mix with the tears.

The man before her now hung there, still, his body at rest, finally relenting to its need. Her voice was foreign to her own ears, the sound flat, emotionless as she said, "Release him and me Jonathan, I've had enough, this was a mistake."

Once again it was his laughter she heard but when he spoke his words hit her like a slap to the face. "Oh no my pet, we've barely just begun" as she heard the door open, the lights go out, the darkness complete, his parting words, "We have the entire weekend to play dear Jaci and many more surprises yet to come." With that the door slammed shut, the lock rammed home and then...they were alone. The only sound her crying and his steady breathing.

It was several hours later when they returned, the helpless woman having tried in vain to free herself, now sitting, her head bowed, her fate seemingly accepted. She sat there quietly as the four entered, the two henchman quickly working to free the man, his body and mind worn down, easy prey to be drug over to a long, waiting table, his wrists and ankles quickly captured.

It was only when she heard his muffled cry did Jaci lift her head to see the rack and his body pulled taught, stretched to its very limit. Here eyes took in the sight before her, the leather clad mistress once again fondling him though her eyes were on the captive woman. She had placed rings of steel, they encircled his manhood to insure once he was aroused he would remain so.

The voice had grown to be an all too familiar once, "Well my dear, once again we find ourselves in a quandary, where only you can make a difference in this man's existence. He leaned down, slipping a key into the locks of the bonds which held her, the shackles falling free as his cold eyes met hers and said simply, "Strip, now."

She hesitated, just long enough for him to turn to his accomplish and nod. She turned the wheel, a cry issued forth as the machined threatened to hear his body from limb to limb. With that Jaci stood doing as she was instructed, her garment falling in a pool at her feet and she stood there, a vessel, waiting.

"Much better, now shall we join your new friend?" and he motioned for her to walk over to where he lay. She did so, her head continuing to hang down, her unsure of what deviant design they had in mind though that too was quickly remedied.

"On the table my pet, straddle him" and as she did so she found her freedom short lived, two more sets of restraints capturing her wrists and ankles. 

The entire time the silent figure and continued to slowly masturbate the chained captive, his hard cock, an angry reddish color as Jaci found herself positioned directly over him. Her eyes turned to her captor, pleading silently but there would be no mercy found. "You know what I desire my beauty, it's that or..." His words trailing off, the threat left hanging but as good as implied and all she could do was hang her head and slowly lower herself.

To her surprise she found herself already aroused, the man's member slipping between her lips. She could once again feel the blush rise to her face, knowing others were watching but there was no time for that, an audible gasp escaping her lips as two hands found her shoulders and forced her to impale herself, filled completely.

She sat atop him, her body trembling captive to all the various emotions coursing through her. It was as if from afar that she heard "Jonathan" say, "Now, for the crowning touches." She felt his hands come around her, roughly pulling, tugging and twisting her nipples, whimpers issued forth as she saw the dark clothed vixen approach, two sinister looking nipple clamps in hand.

She set them both in place, sharp barbs capturing tender flesh. Another cry to be heard in the dungeon as she began to rock back and forth, unable to stop, trying to find some kind of escape from the moment.




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The pain did indeed mix with the pleasure and she felt it coming, her shame at how her body was betraying her. Little did she know there would be more to what was transpiring, additional shame yet to be suffered.

A hand in her hair, a sharp pull, her mind and eyes forced to focus on the scene before her. A tube now in place, leading from the mask the man wore to a rubber bulb which was being placed in her right hand. Her look of confusion turned to one of horror as she heard.

"I thought this might be a bit of added incentive for you my dear. What you hold in your hand is literally the difference between life and death, observe." With that the woman flipped a switch and to Jaci's dismay the stranger's body began to strain helplessly at his bonds, his head flailing back and forth.

"Squeeze the bulb my beauty" and as she did so his body began to calm. "You see, only you can provide him with the air he needs to breath but I'm wondering if you'll remember when your desire takes you away. You know how I love to hear you find your pleasure so you will do so now and if you falter, I shall remind you thus."

The blow was a vicious one, the flogger, its many tentacles, the leather straps striking her across her bare back, her body once again forced to begin rocking, the delicious mixture of emotions taking hold and thus her own journey began.

All of the lines which Jonathan had written to her, telling of the fine line which existed did little justice towards what she was experiencing. It took literally seconds and though she tried valiantly she couldn't stop the animal like cry, her back arching, her body convulsing, her orgasm like nothing before, engulfing her very soul. 

Wave after wave of pure decadent pleasure until suddenly noticing the man beneath her struggling yet again. Frantically she began to pump, air flowing freely again but she had stopped to do so, her reward striking suddenly, the bite immediate and with a cry she began anew.

Time did actually cease to exist. Her entire life centered around periods of intense delight, moments of excruciating pain and in between efforts to save the helpless figure, the man beneath her lost in his own silent world, another helpless, hopeless victim.

Her vision was clouded, shadowy figures moving in front of her, a wicked smile on one's face. The second behind playing her body like a fine instrument, striking when least expected. Both of them pleased with their efforts, sharing in the scene playing out before them.

It could have been days but instead was mere hours that passed, the time finding both their bodies covered in sweat, hers barely moving anymore, unable anymore to distinguish between all the emotions which finally had blended into one. She was hardly aware of the hand in her hair which was plastered against her skin, taking purchase, forcing her eyes to look into his.

This time when he looked into her eyes all he found were two, dull almost lifeless orbs, no reaction to be found. To his amazement though her hand though shaking violently continued to steadily pump away at the ball clutched within. He reached up pulling the tube from the mask before with a smile saying, "Well done my pet. I hope that was as I promised a night you will never soon forget."

All she could do was sit there, lost between madness and exhaustion, her hand even after the rubber ball being removed still squeezing as if the task was to continue. He next undid her bonds though she still made no sound, nor effort to move. Seconds later the door once again opened then swung shut, the lock in place, the room growing dark as her mind did too. Her last conscious thoughts though one...of revenge.

When she awoke she did so with her body laying atop his, her head on his chest, still together as one. She lay there, every muscle in her body screaming in protest, a soft moan coming forth from her lips. With that she felt his body stir for a moment as she heard his heartbeat slowly in his chest.

"Can you hear me?" she softly said, silence her only reply. She sat up, her hands going to her nipples, forcing them to remove the clamps, knowing from the stories she had read in the past that which she would be forced to endure. The blood rushed back into her swollen breasts and she welcomed the pain, helping to clear her mind, allowing her to focus on the task at hand.

As he climbed from her precarious perch, a long sigh escaped from her lips, he no longer filling her. Looking down she watched in wonder, his manhood coated completely white, a remembrance of her bodies reaction to his. She gently, almost tenderly took the rings from his body though it did little to diminish his ardor. 

She knew what he needed and she did so without thought, once again letting him experience the pleasure that was her mouth. It took only a few brief moments and she accepted his offering, not a moments complaining or remorse, swallowing his seed, his pleasure her purpose for that brief moment in time.

She stood beside him for a moment, looking down in the dim light, wondering how he had come to play his own part. She watched as his body relaxed as best it could, falling prey to its own exhaustion as she closed her eyes and began to think. There had to be a way out, something and as she considered all the options before her she began to plan.

It was several hours later that she heard his approach and for the first time since the ordeal had started luck was on her side, he was alone. He opened the door, turning on the light and to his surprise found Jaci kneeling, her hands in shackles, the whip coiled before her as her eyes pleaded with him, her voice husky with emotion saying.

"Please m'lord, I beg of you. I want to feel the lash from your hand. I need you to take that which is yours. I must have more, please, I beg this of you", as she forced her eyes down, a classic submissive stance, a desire to serve.

James had been waiting for this moment, his body reacting to the dark haired beauty from the moment he had first laid eyes on her in the club. The thought of possessing that which his dear brother loved leading him to waste no time. Advancing quickly upon her, leaning down to pick up the snake like object on the floor.

His thoughts were on the pleasures to be found, not on what was transpiring next as Jaci swung her wrists as fast as she could. The cold, hard steel collided with the side of his head, his entire body crumbling in a heap before her. She scrambled to her feet, grabbing her clothes, ready to run but of the corner of her eye she saw the helpless figure still imprisoned and she knew she could not live with herself if she left him to his plight.

Quickly she searched the unconscious figure, frantically looking for the keys to freedom. As she did so, she looked upon his faces, a single tear coming to her eye wondering how she could have been so fooled by his kind words and gentle ways. A hard lesson which she knew would haunt her for eternity.

The keys! She pulled them from his pocket, racing over with trembling hands and began to free the helpless man. He stirred at her touch, the tension of the rack finally releasing, his legs freed, then his arms as his body fell onto the table. She had to help him sit up, his body weak from the ordeal. The small key was last, the one which fit the lock holding the mask in place.

It opened with an audible click, the two halves of it still stuck together and Jaci had to pry them apart. They finally gave way and with that not one but two pairs of eyes grew wide with confusion and wonder.

Jaci staggered back, her hand clasped over mouth as if to prevent a scream, his blue eyes etched in pain, his voice wearily saying, "M"lady? Jaci, is it you?" She nodded frantically, her voice almost hysterical as she pointed toward the still figure on the ground. "Jonathan, I thought, that is, who, who is this?"

Jonathan finally saw him, his eyes turning hard, his voice filled with contempt. "I fear he is my brother m'lady, my twin, James."

She staggered, almost falling as her face drained of all color. Her voice faltering, "I, I didn't know, I never knew you had a...twin."

His smile was almost sad, his voice in reply once again hitting home. "Nor did I know that you had one as well Jaci."

It was almost too much to bear, her eyes growing wide, a single whispered word spoken, "Jackie?"

He nodded, "It was she who imprisoned me m'lady" and she remembered the eyes of blue behind the leather mask, it was all so clear now as once again her hands went to her face, hiding from his sight. 

It was her turn now to speak, a voice filled with pain and sorrow saying, "It was she who lashed you, she who tortured you. She used me to bring you such pain. You must...hate me."

His gate was slow but measured. His steps leading to where stood, her body shaking with emotion, the tears falling to the ground.

He leaned close, his voice warm in her ear saying, "But it was you who in such madness that brought me such pleasure amongst the pain was it not m'lady?" She nodded, his hand gently lifting her chain, their eyes meeting. "I could never, ever, hate you my beauty."

His smile touched her heart and she forced one in reply only to hear a moan from the fallen man beneath them. Jaci looked at Jonathan and to his surprise he saw a wicked gleam in her eyes while hearing a voice unlike her say, "I...have an idea."

It was nearly an hour later that a knock came on the door, the man in swashbucklers garb answering it, bowing as the lady walked past, her body encased in the all too familiar leather garment. She saw her sister pinned to the wall, the familiar marks of the lash across her back but before she could pick up the whip two arms encircled her, holding her tightly and with that, Jaci slipped her hands free from the shackles and advanced upon her.

She struggled against his grip but he would not budge and seconds later she felt the hood being pulled from her face and she came face to face with her own blood. "I should have known", Jaci's voice having turned cold, causing Jackie's face to blanche, her sisters smile as wicked as any she'd ever seen as she pointed to where she had just left as seconds later it was her sibling who wore the bonds. "Excuse us for a moment m'lord, I need to have a few words with my sister" and with that he bowed and left them momentarily.

Yet another hour passed and then the two henchmen entered, having been summoned. What they found were the two familiar sights of the man on the rack, his mask in place, his body struggling mighty while the woman now wore her own mask, gagged, impaled upon him, the only sight her blue eyes defiantly staring though her body was obviously aroused at what was transpiring.

"Ah, there you are" the man in the swashbuckler's outfit said, holding out the whip to one, the flogger to the other as they bowed before him. The lady in the black leather cat suit stood by the door, waiting patiently as she heard him say, "We have grown weary of these two, they are yours for the remainder of the weekend, do with them as you would", both men's eyes growing wide as they looked upon the helpless prey, beginning to frantically pull at their bonds helplessly.

With that the two began to leave, the woman though stopping long enough to say, "Oh, feel free to use anything and everything here at your disposal and if you are successful in breaking these two, there will be a handsome bonus. Have fun you two" and as Jaci and Jonathan left they shared a secret smile as they heard the lash strike home and not one but two muffled screams.

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Note: Ok I finally got this out, sorry I took so long but life got in the way and some parts come quicker then others. Again thank you for all the comments and help. I really like hearing from everyone, it helps. I guess I should say something about voting? Yeah? Ok. That's it.

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"Fuck, that was intense." Kate said, her eyes finally moving from their friend to Cindy. "I mean seriously that was... Fuck. You two were totally holding out on me." Kate said shooting an accusing glare at her Asian friend. "Fuck." She added yet again, at a loss for words.

"Well it certainly illustrates the diversity of the word." Cindy replied her eyes gleaming with post orgasmic bliss. "Wait, she's coming around."

Carmen shifted on the bed and her eyes slowly slid open, her body completely at ease, she felt as though her bones had melted but it was a pleasant feeling. Her two friends peered down at her and she shot them back a lazy smile.

"Wow.. That was good." She said laughing at the looks on her friend's faces. They obviously thought 'good' was an understatement.

"Le petite morte. Little death." Cindy said grinning at her beautiful friend.

"Huh?" Kate asked looking between the two beauties.

"That's what it's called when you orgasm so hard you pass out." Carmen said closing her eyes and letting a little contended groan escape her lips. "I must say that was faaaannnntastic."





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"You're coming with us." Cindy added confidently as she beamed a grin over at Jake.

He thought it over quickly, he would be out with three beautiful girls where they sold alcohol.

"Yeah I'm in, haven't been there in ages, my friends are lame." He replied winking at Cindy.

Her smile changed from cute to calculating and Jake grinned as he went off to shower , he thought he would like where that smile would take him.

"I feel a bit weird." Carmen said as her brother left, not used to dressing more alternative. She looked down at herself then up at her friends.

"You look really hot Car." Kate said looking her up and down and nodding to herself.

"Yeah you really do." Cindy added. "Jake seemed to think so too."

"Huh?" Carmen replied looking over at her little Japanese friend.

"Ask him when he comes back, I saw him looking you over." Cindy said sounding sure of herself.

"Sure, what ever." Carmen replied but she did feel a little better.

Jake was ready in record time; showering, throwing on a pair of jeans, Ramones shirt and slipping on his well used converse. He slipped his rosary over his head and clamped his favourite black armband with the words 'Life or Death' embellished on it. He quickly joined his sister and her two friends as they jumped into Kate's Q7.

"You look hot Jake." Kate said as she sat in the back with her best friend's brother. Cindy was designated driver and Carmen had called shot gun.

"Thanks Kate." Jake replied thankfully having mastered not blushing. It took some effort though. "You all look great."

The thought had come to him that they had all seen each other naked and engaging in various naughty acts for each other and he could feel the sexual tension floating around them in the car, so palpable he could almost touch it. He decided to let what ever happened, happen. He would just go with the flow. Very Zen, he thought to himself and chuckled.

"What are you laughing about?" Cindy asked from the front looking at him through the rear view mirror, a questioning look on her face.

"Nothing, just something one of my friends said." Jake said, the lie coming easily to his lips.

"So what do you think about Carmen's clothes today? She doesn't usually do the alt girl does she?" Cindy asked shooting a mischievous look over at her friend beside her.

Carmen shot her an annoyed look but quickly looked back to see what her brother's reply would be.

"Yeah, she doesn't." Jake said catching his sister's eye. "You should more often, you look really hot." Jake didn't know if that was going too far. He knew his sister hadn't shared what they had done together with her two close friends. Yet. Still, he didn't want to blow their cover.

"Told you." Cindy whispered to Carmen as she started to slow and hooting as she came to a stop outside her house. They saw the door open and Kaeda appear.

"Wow Cindz, Kaeda's super cute." Jake said looking from younger sister to older sister and then back again.

Kaeda came bounding toward the car in skinny jeans, black converse and a short black top that showed off her killer abs. Her hair had been cut longer on the left side so it fell over her eyes and was spiked up at the back. Jake had always been attracted to the alternative girl look and Kaeda was his living, walking, breathing fantasy.

"Hey ladies." Kaeda said slipping in next to Kate then looking over at Jake and his clearly admiring gaze and adding, "And gentleman." Her look mirrored Jake's. She clearly liked what she saw.

Everyone in the car laughed and Cindy hit the gas as conversation quickly started up.





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At about the same time as Carmen was lying in her bed with troubled thoughts Kaeda was sliding off Hannah's top as she slid her tongue up her neck. She pushed her back on to the bed as she started to work on her jeans and Hannah giggled to herself.

"Jake got you kinda hot?" She said as her panties joined her jeans on the floor.

Kaeda nodded her ascent then knelt down and immediately slid the length of her tongue up her friend's delicious pussy. She continued to relentlessly attack Hannah's pussy, quickly zoning in on her clit whilst sliding two fingers from her right hand into her beautiful pussy with its bright red landing strip. She wasn't being gentle or loving and Hannah was loving it. She was trying to muffle the moans but she couldn't be as quiet as she wished as her little Asian lover was doing everything she could to get her to cum loud and fast.

Hannah was left wiping her brilliant red hair off her sweat covered face as Kaeda stood and backed away almost ripping off her clothes then quickly joining her on the bed.

"My turn now Han, I'm so hot!" Kaeda gasped as she pinched and pulled at her rock hard, very evident nipples only confirming it.

"We are definitely going out with Jake again if this is how you come home." Hannah said teasing her friend a little.

"Less talk, more you eating me out." Kaeda said a little louder then Hannah would have guessed as the red haired girl's head was pulled down to eat some Japanese.

Hannah knew exactly what her friend wanted. They had been sleeping together for years and they could go on instinct alone now. She slowly teased the outside of her pussy for awhile and smiled as Kaeda started to grind her pussy into her face, taking matters into her own hands. She zeroed in on her friends clit and Kaeda let out a guttural moan that Hannah was sure Cindy would have heard and stopped for a moment. She brought her face up to look at Kaeda and knew it was covered in wetness. She was soaking wet.

"Keep it down, your sister will hear." Hannah whispered.

"It's fine, she knows, it's cool. Fuck, you look so hot with my pussy juice all over your face." Kaeda said, not lowering her voice in the slightest. Hannah suddenly had the idea that Jake wasn't the only reason her sexy little friend was so hot.   "It's turning you on! Knowing your sister can hear isn't it?" Hannah voiced her thoughts grinning wickedly as Kaeda blushed.

"Now get back to business." The little Asian girl reprimanded her, grinning despite her blushing.

Hannah winked at her friend then resumed sucking on her clit, roughly pushing two fingers into her friend's tight little pussy. She was so wet her fingers slid right in with ease.

"Oooooohh , fuck." Kaeda moaned and it seemed to reverberate around the room. If Cindy hadn't been aware of what was going on before, she certainly did now.

Hannah continued to slurp at her friend's pussy like she was starving; jamming her fingers in and out in a fast, steady rhythm and Kaeda continued to moan as she slowly started moving her hips in time with Hannah's thrusts. Finally she couldn't take anymore. Hannah had been frantically rubbing her clit whilst she ate out her friend but she knew she needed her tongue now. She pulled away slowly sucking the fingers that had been rubbing her own cunt into her mouth so her friend could watch. She knew that when she tasted her own juice it made Kaeda go crazy. She smiled when she saw the look of lust on her friends face then slithered onto the bed, swinging her legs around with them ending up either side of her friend's head, her pussy presented for her mouth.

"Oooooh, you know how much I like 69ing with you." Kaeda said and Hannah knew she was giving her sister a play by play of the action.

It turned her on so much thinking that Kaeda's equally hot and sexy older sister could hear them fucking and she moaned loudly as she felt her friends finger make its way to her ass.

"Oh fuck yes." Hannah hissed then taking a leaf from Kaeda's book continued with, "Fuck I love it when you finger my ass." Then returned the favour.

The girls went at each other for a while; neither of them could have told anyone how long. They were just blissed out. They licked and sucked each other's pussies whilst they fingered each other's asses moaning all the while as they raced toward intense orgasms.

"Fuck I'm gona cum Han!" Kaeda screeched. "Suck my clit, yeah just like that. Keep on going, don't fucking stop!"

Hannah could feel her friend tensing, ripples of orgasmic pleasure ripping through her body and it only hastened her own orgasm. Kaeda continued eating her out until she pulled back her head a second before she exploded.

"I'm cuuuuuumming!" The little Asian girl yelled as Hannah felt her pussy explode around her tongue, pussy juice flowing freely as she tried to lick up everything she could.

Kaeda must have cum for ages, knowing that her sister could hear what she was doing with Hannah made it so much more intense. As she started to come down she attacked Hannah's pussy with renewed vigour and her friend said something she had never said before.

"Lick my ass Kaeda, lick my fucking ass."

They had never done it before. They often fingered each other but they had never licked each other, neither of them having had the courage to cross that line. The thought of them fucking so her sister could hear was obviously such a turn on that it gave her the courage to say it and Kaeda jumped at the chance.

She reached up and pulled down Hannah's pert, cute little bum and slid her tongue from the bottom of her pussy further up until she felt it touch the perfect little rosebud. Kaeda lathered it in saliva, swirling her tongue then pushed as hard as she could. As she did, Hannah went off like a rocket. She started screaming as wave after wave of her orgasm crashed through her. Kaeda didn't stop tonguing her sexy friend's ass until Hannah finally rolled over completely spent. Both girls were puffing as if they had run a long distance race, both covered in sweat and lying in their own cum that had drenched the sheet they were lying on.

"Holy fucking shit." Hannah said when she was finally able to breathe. "That was the most intense orgasm I've ever had."

"Yeah it was so fucking hot." Kaeda replied as she pulled her friend closer and their lips met, tasting each other's cum that was smeared all over their faces.

"I can't believe your sister heard all of that." Hannah whispered suddenly looking a little shy.

"You don't regret it do you?" Kaeda asked when they had finally stopped making out.

"Not for a second." The red haired girl replied as she cuddled into her friend.

"Me neither. And I'm sure my sister really enjoyed herself." She kissed the top of Hannah's head and they quickly fell asleep, naked and in each other's arms, completely spent.

Cindy lay in her bed breathing hard. She had just had an almighty orgasm herself after having listened to most of the action that had been going on in the room right next to hers. When she had heard Hannah say how she loved it when her little sister fingered her ass she had leapt out of bed, her body moving of its own accord. She had had to see what was going on. She thought Kaeda had probably left the door open for such an occasion and Cindy had watched as her baby sister's hand fingered her friend's ass. She then watched in awe as she came and came. When Kaeda had started to lick Hannah's ass it had been the final straw. She exploded and hard. Her knee's had buckled and she had slumped to the floor in the shadows as she had continued to rub herself through her powerful orgasm. They probably would have heard her if they hadn't been in the middle of what appeared to be and sounded like an amazing fuck. Cindy had finally managed to get off the floor and haul herself to her bed and lay there trying to slow her frantic heart beat. She was going to have a threesome with Hannah and her little sister. She didn't care how it happened but knew it was going to happen.





Brothers and Sisters



I could not fucking believe my ears - but there they were, right in front of me, giving the news with seeming concern for my well-being but apparently without a fucking clue as to how it would be received. Maybe I haven't been emotionally demonstrative during my life but just because I don't wear my feelings on my sleeves does not mean that I don't have them; and deep feelings I do have.

The pain was unbearable. It got worse and worse. Finally, things went black.

*************** 

Growing up in the Midwestern United States, I was always a quiet child, so my parents tell me and so I at least somewhat remember. I was also always reserved and cautious, at least by other people's standards. Smart and "cute" were likewise both used to describe me, although that did not always work in my favor especially when in sixth grade Mrs. Jensen announced to the entire class "Jimmy Quayle, you've got to be the most gifted student I've ever had in my sixteen years of teaching." Lots of kids, in the competitive environment that I grew up in didn't like the grading curve destroyed by some smarty-pants, causing me to become even more reserved than before.

My brother Kent, two years my senior, did help some. He tried to include me in his activities - unless his friends really objected. Then he would exclude me, but would try to let me down easily. Since Kent was primarily an extroverted jock, and me mostly an introverted intellect, we didn't normally compete head-on for our parents' attention, although if there ever was a head-on competition it seemed to me that the extroverted jock prevailed ninety percent of the time.

College was better to me than elementary and high school had been. Intelligence was prized in the Ivy League school that I attended on full academic scholarship, and smart and "cute" were both advantages in dealing with females. I graduated college a year early having had several nice relationships with female classmates, some platonic, some sexual. I was far from a horn dog, but by the time that I graduated I thought that I ate pussy and fucked pretty well - at least my female companions often complimented me about them.

I met Giselle the second year that I worked as an analyst for "The Company," as the CIA is affectionately called in the Washington, D. C. area. We met in a bar in Georgetown. A bar is almost never a good place to find a romantic interest but I allowed that this was the exception because we were both there in a group - separate groups - for a night out with a friend that had just gotten engaged. A bar was not a place that either of us frequented to pick up dates, or get picked up.

For me it really was the elusive "love at first sight." I can't speak for Giselle in that regard, but she sure seemed "interested." To make a long story short, we left the bar together to go elsewhere to talk, we were fucking regularly within three weeks, and we got married three months after we met.

My first fuck with Giselle cinched the deal in my mind. It was our fourth date and she had gotten very friendly during the evening despite virtually nil consumption of alcohol. The way that she snuggled up to me, and the looks that she gave me with her big, brown, doe eyes, indicated complete submission. She never said anything like "Let's fuck," or "I need you in my pants," or really anything else provocative. Rather she gave out every non-verbal cue imaginable that she was "available."

When we got to my apartment she didn't strip and jump into my arms, or pull my cock out and start sucking it, or anything else overt. Again it was every non-verbal cue available. When I stripped her and started sucking her ample tits she simply sighed. When I ate and then porked her she was completely compliant; not in the classic dominant-submissive sense, just in the "I'm yours and want to please you" sense. Anything that I wanted was mine for the taking.

By the next morning my cock had found its way into, and ejaculated in, all three of her penetrable orifices, the first time that my little one-eyed friend was in an ass in my life, and the first time that I had had three orgasms in an eight hour period. When I took her home after breakfast she gave me a "doe-eyes" look and a kiss and said "Thank you so much Jimmy. You're so kind and gentle. Do anything you want to me, any time," before she turned and entered her apartment.

Giselle never overtly initiated sex, but she wasn't lying when she said that she was available any time. Just to test her one day I met her for lunch for a quickie where she willingly gave me her ass right in the stairwell of the building she worked in. She called me that night - I couldn't receive personal calls at The Company - and giggled "I couldn't sit down properly all afternoon," then hung up.

Giselle's approach to sex wouldn't appeal to guys who like a physically aggressive woman, but she was perfect for me.

************* 

Giselle's parents had died a few years before I met her. Her only close (emotionally, not geographically) living relative was her sister, Michelle. She seemed to be completely devoted to Michelle and talked about her constantly. Michelle lived in Northern California and neither of them was well-to-do so they mainly talked on the phone, although Giselle did fly out to visit Michelle twice in the three months from when I met Giselle until we married.

Our wedding was small since Giselle and I had to pay for it; maybe only thirty guests. My brother Kent served as my best man. He seemed to really like Giselle from the first second that he met her, and told me several times in the few days he and my parents were in town leading up to the wedding that I was a lucky guy.

Michelle served as Giselle's maid of honor. I only saw her for maybe ten hours total the weekend of the wedding since she and Giselle were together doing their girl thing most of the time, there were no elaborate pre-parties, and Giselle and I left for our honeymoon straight from the modest reception.

I was a little surprised by Michelle's appearance when I did meet her. She had thick glasses and a "lazy eye," something not easily seen from the photographs of her. Giselle did tell me that her vision was bad (she couldn't drive a car), but I didn't realize how bad until I met her. Also, although if they both had sunglasses on you could tell that they were sisters, Michelle was not nearly as pretty, and was probably fifteen pounds overweight compared to Giselle's lithe figure.

The honeymoon in Aruba was phenomenal and Giselle's compliance reached a new level. I could suck her tits or lick her pussy as much as I wanted anytime, or even anyplace, including on a public beach, and she would suck my cock or balls at the slightest hint. We also fucked twice a day, and Giselle was immensely thankful for every sperm deposit that I made, regardless of the orifice.

Soon after we got back from the honeymoon some real life things about Giselle that had been hidden came to the forefront. Being a CIA analyst I probably should have suspected something when Giselle came to live with me after we knew each other only six weeks and apparently had no concern about her apartment lease. She told me that she was month-to-month and could leave anytime that she wanted. In fact, she was on the verge of eviction for non-payment of rent.

I also was shocked by her credit card and student loan debt. Despite the fact that she had a college degree, she just didn't seem to "get" how to handle a credit card. I didn't know that she had paid for Michelle's entire trip to D. C., plane fare, lodging, cabs, meals, you name it.

In view of Giselle's credit history and debt, I separated our finances shortly after our marriage and got her only one low limit credit card, one that I carefully monitored. We worked hard to pay off her existing debt and college loans, but we were not doing it too well or quickly - especially since she insisted on flying out to see Michelle every two months or so, which at least was cheaper than bringing Michelle to the D. C. area.

Despite the financial problems, I was happily married because Giselle was always both emotionally and physically available to me. Fucking her was just so goddamn rewarding every single time, and she loved to cuddle and say sweet things to me.

Surprisingly, a couple of months after Giselle and I got married my brother Kent got a job in the D. C. area and moved to within about two miles of the apartment Giselle and I shared in Northern Virginia. He came over occasionally and always seemed to enjoy our hospitality. Giselle was really nice to him and I know that he appreciated that she accepted him so easily into our new little family.

We did end up with a significant problem when a loan that Giselle had - that I didn't even know about - became due about six months after we had been married, and litigation was threatened by the bank that held it. About the same time Giselle was placed on half-time at her office because of budget cuts (at least that's what she said, but I suspected that it was due to her frequent time off to visit Michelle).

Giselle and I talked about our financial situation many times. She was always apologetic but never really contributed to a solution - aside from making me happy by cuddling me and batting her eyelashes and then allowing me to fuck her anyway that I chose while profusely thanking me afterward.

When the bank actually filed suit I decided that I needed to take drastic action. An evil corporation - I can't identify it because I signed a confidentiality agreement and the former CEO, affectionately known as "Darth Vader" before he became the least popular Vice-President in the history of the U. S. (I didn't give too much away there, did I?) - was desperate for analysts to work in Iraq. Ex-Company analysts were particularly prized commodities. I interviewed with Evil Corp. and they offered me a job at four times what I was making at The Company, doing similar work. The only problem was that it was in Iraq.

Giselle and I had many heart-to-heart talks about it. She assured me that our relationship could survive, especially since I got two weeks of R&R paid for by Evil Corp., every four months of service, and I could fly Giselle anywhere in the world for it. I left The Company, hired on with Evil Corp., and got the bank to put the lawsuit on hold with the promise of having part of my salary paid directly to them every month to pay off Giselle's loan.

The work in Iraq was really shitty. While it involved analysis similar to what I had been doing at The Company I was in a dangerous area, could never even leave the building I worked and lived in without an armed escort, and I got the feeling that my analysis was not resulting in good things for the people of Iraq but was just facilitating Evil Corp. making obscene amounts of money at the expense of the U S taxpayers.

Fortunately, I did have email correspondence with Giselle every day, and a phone call once a week. That fortified me in some ways, but in others screwed me up because I longed for her tender touch and always available moist, tight, pussy.

The first two week R&R period with Giselle was fabulous. We went to Hawaii, did everything we wanted to do, ate anywhere that we wanted to eat, and fucked each other senseless. By the time that we left, her to return to Virginia, me to return to Iraq, we were bleary-eyed and walked bowlegged.

After only working for it five months, I was promoted by Evil Corp. so that I was making six times what I did when I worked for The Company. The extra money that I got - all tax free - I put into an account that I set up in the Caymans. The work and living conditions were still shitty.

The second two week R&R period with Giselle, after I had been working in Iraq eight months, started out weird. We met in Athens and went to all of the Greek Islands. Giselle was reserved the first two days, spent in Athens, but since she was her old self - willing to fuck anywhere, anytime, anyway - by the time that we got to Rhodes, I chalked it up to jet lag or general malaise. I didn't evaluate it like I would analyze data in my job. The last day in Mykonos, the last stop on our trip, we spent the entire day in bed, testing the limits of the ability of our sexual organs as we sucked, fingered, and fucked each other to oblivion.

Between the eighth and twelfth months that I worked in Iraq I noticed some squirrely things popping up in Giselle's emails. When we talked on the phone and I brought them up she just laughed them off. A couple of times, when we talked at what would have been the morning in Virginia, she interrupted our conversations by gagging and getting off the line for a while. She said she might have the flu or bad allergies.

As my third R&R trip was coming up, Giselle suggested that I come home to Virginia for it. Actually, I was thinking the same thing myself. Our financial situation was much better now since my extra income had allowed us to pay off almost all of Giselle's debt, and I had more than $50,000 in my Cayman account.

When I arrived at Dulles Airport I was greeted by my father, not Giselle.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" I asked, close to flabbergasted.

"Hi, Jimmy," he replied with a smile but a strange look in his eyes as he hugged me. "Mom and I were able to come for a visit and wanted to surprise you. She, Giselle and Brett are waiting at your apartment."

While we chatted on the way home Dad was unusually circumspect. At some points it was almost like he wanted to tell me something, but the words got caught in his throat. Perhaps I didn't view him as carefully as I should have because looking back I could tell that he was nervous bordering on panicked; but I was anxious to see Giselle. I was disappointed that others would be there so that I wouldn't be able to fuck her as soon as I got in the door.

When I got to the apartment, Mom, Brett and Giselle all had weird looks on their faces. When Giselle stood up it was obvious that she was in maternity clothes, which absolutely shocked the hell out of me.

The ensuing discussion is a blur in my mind. I remember sitting down for a while as Brett talked, with Mom every so often interjecting a kind word or thought, while Giselle sat weeping. I remember no exact words but after a few minutes of total confusion - I wondered how Giselle could be more than six months pregnant when I had only seen her only four and eight months ago - I got the jest of what was being said.

Giselle was carrying Brett's child. They "hadn't meant for it to happen," my mother assured me, and "everyone feels awful about it," but according to everyone we needed to "talk it out."

That gets us to the first two paragraphs of this story. With my head spinning while I was moaning, "No; fucking no way," I stood up and then proceeded to black out. According to my mother, when I woke up in the hospital, I fell flat on my face, breaking my nose and left cheekbone and doing other damage.

***************** 

When I woke in the hospital my mother was the only one there, and she was crying. As soon as she saw me awake she said "Oh, Jimmy, darling. I'm so happy to see your eyes open. Let me call Dad, Brett and Giselle and have them come over. They wanted to see you as soon as you awoke."

"Just wait a second, Mom," I mumbled, not being able to talk real well. "How long have I been here?"

"Well you had a concussion, and kept going in and out of consciousness, so you've been here overnight. It's about eight in the morning of the day after your plane arrived," she said.

"Have you been up all night?" I asked, noticing her bleary eyes.

"Yes, darling, I was so concerned, especially after the disturbing news that we gave you," she replied, holding my hand.

"Mom - please, please, don't call anyone else yet." I begged.

Just then a female doctor and nurse walked in.

"Mr. Quayle, I'm Dr. Jacobs, and this is Nurse Thomas," the doctor said, shaking my hand and then immediately taking out a few instruments and examining my eyes and head. After a few minutes of examination she continued, "I'm so happy to see that you're awake. We were concerned about you, but seeing you alert now means that you'll be fine after a few days' rest."

"Thanks, doctor," I said. "There is something I need to talk to you about in private. Mom, could you please go to the cafeteria and get some breakfast and come back in an hour. Please - and do not under any circumstances call Dad, or my ex-brother and ex-wife."

I could tell that the "ex" stuff floored her. She involuntarily gasped, and then started to speak but I interrupted her. "If you care about me at all you'll do as I say then we'll talk more."

"OK, Jimmy," was her weak reply as she walked out of the room with a hangdog look on her face.

The doctor and nurse were wide-eyed.

"Doctor Jacobs, exactly what is the damage to my face?"

"You will need plastic surgery on your nose and left cheek," she replied.

"We have a doctor-patient relationship, right so you and Nurse Thomas can't tell anyone else what we talk about unless I authorize you to, right?"

"Yes, that's right," she and the nurse both said, nodding.

"If I have to get surgery anyway can I get it to change my appearance?"

"Uh, sure - if you really want to, but there is no need..." the doctor replied before I cut her off.

"Great. Can you give me a recommendation for the best plastic surgeon in the area to do an appearance change for me?"

"Yes," she replied and then turned to Nurse Thomas. "Gloria, would you go to the reception desk and get from the computer Dr. Simon Kent's office address and phone number and bring it back here?"

"Sure - I'll be right back," Nurse Thomas replied.

Once she left I had some more questions for Dr. Jacobs, concluding with, "Is there any downside to me checking out immediately?"

"I strongly recommend that you stay another night; you might have a fainting spell which could be disastrous," she responded with a very concerned look.

"Is there a way that I could be moved to another room, one that everyone on the staff would be precluded from telling anyone else about? If you can do that, I'll stay. Otherwise I'm walking out now regardless of the risk," I told her.

She looked at my chart. "I see that you have top of the line health insurance."

"Yeah, Evil Corp. does have good benefits," I chuckled to myself. 

"I could have you moved to the protective custody wing - I can make up an excuse for that. In that wing you can refuse all visitors and they can't get through security," she said.

"Can you do it before my mother gets back?" I asked.

"I think so," she said. She picked up the phone in my room, barked a few orders, and then hung up. "An orderly will be here in ten minutes."

Just then Nurse Thomas walked into the room with the name of the plastic surgeon. Fortunately my wallet, cell phone, and other important items were in a fanny pack that I was wearing and had been transported with me to the hospital. I put Dr. Kent's information into my fanny pack and thanked the doctor and nurse. As promised I was moved to the protective custody wing, and at my insistence received no visitors.

*************** 

I stayed in the hospital two more nights, just to be sure that I would be fully functional when I left, and also because it was the perfect place to hide out. Since Evil Corp. was picking up the tab I had no concern for how much it cost.

By the middle of the first day I was awake I was able to go into "analyst mode," and clearly think about what I was going to do. My emotional pain was the most intense of my life by an order of magnitude but I was able to temporarily block it out because I was on a mission - a mission to extricate myself from my miserable situation, and get revenge on my ex-brother and soon-to-be ex-wife.




Brothers and Sisters



I didn't have to talk to anyone at Evil Corp. for another eleven days. At that time I would resign - or finish up a couple of projects if I could do them in the U. S. instead of Iraq - and would have most of what I wanted to do set in motion.

I got a hotel room, through Dr. Jacobs got an emergency appointment with Dr. Kent, and went to see him. After a thorough examination he assured me that he could return me to exactly my same self, or remake me significantly. I looked at some examples of other faces - I still wanted to be "cute" though look very different - selected one, and made arrangements for surgery the next day.

Of course Dr. Kent wouldn't make me look exactly like the exemplary face I had selected, but very similar to it, and definitely "cute." I stayed overnight in the hospital after surgery, and then the next day went back to my hotel room. 

Only after my surgery did I check my cell phone. There were many messages, most from my parents, and two each from Brett and Giselle. They all wanted to know if I was OK, and to "talk." In the last one from my Mom she seemed hysterical. While I was not happy that she and Dad were at my apartment with the cheaters I could envision her thinking that she wanted to console me and prevent warfare between her children, so I sympathized with her somewhat. I called her cellphone.

"Hi Mom, it's Jimmy," I said.

She started crying and then said "Where are you darling, I was so worried. I thought that the CIA may have taken you away, or you died and the hospital wouldn't tell us, or..."

I cut her off. "Nothing like that, Mom. I just wanted to be sure that I didn't see Brett or Giselle because I might have killed them."

"Oh, darling..."

"Listen Mom - just listen, don't talk. I just wanted to let you know that I'm OK. I'm staying at a hotel for a few days, and then I'm taking a trip to get my head clear. I'll see you before I go."

"Oh where are you Jimmy? What hotel? I'll come to see you now," she moaned.

"I'm at the Key Bridge Marriott, Room 1412, but do NOT come now. I'll let you know when. This is important - do not under any circumstances tell Dad, Brett, or Giselle where I am. Do you understand?"

"But, Jimmy, they care about you and want to see if you're OK..." she started to ramble.

"STOP. Do you understand, you are not to tell them under any circumstances. Brett and Giselle are dead to me, and you and Dad will be too if you tell them where I am, got it?"

"OK for now, Jimmy," she sobbed into the phone.

"I'll call you in a couple of days," I replied.

************** 

The next day I met one of my friends (I'll call him "Jay") from the CIA at a bench at Tysons Corner Mall. He was in covert ops. He was legitimately nuts - aren't all people in covert ops? - but he liked me because when I worked for The Company I had given him some very worthwhile analysis which he maintained saved his life. Since he was not the type to be overly dramatic it was likely true. Anyway, true or not Jay thought that he "owed" me.

What I wanted from Jay was a new identity, once the bandages were removed from my new face and it healed enough so that I looked fairly normal. I wanted a passport, new social security number, and a "history."

"It's asking a lot, Jimmy," he replied, puffing on a cigarette.

"But not more than your life is worth, huh?" I said with a big grin.

He smiled. "Since you don't need it for a while - like a month, huh?"

I nodded my head, and then he continued, "I might be able to work something out. Give me a list of possible new names and birth dates," he said.

"Way ahead of you Jay, way ahead," I chuckled as I handed him a piece of paper. He took a quick look at it, put it in his suit jacket pocket, extinguished his cigarette, and pulled a burner cell phone from his pocket.

"Check this ever day around five in the afternoon, Jimmy. I'll let you know where to come for a photo session and when the stuff is ready."

"I really appreciate it," I replied. "How much will it cost?"

"I can get a special discount by calling in a favor. Is $10,000 OK - for my guy, not for me," he responded.

"Sure. Do you need it now?" I retorted.

"No; cash when the documents are delivered."

We shook hands, and he disappeared into the Mall crowd.

The next afternoon I was in my hotel room with my recently purchased lap top computer inputting specifics of my plans for the future when there was a knock at the door. I was expecting room service - I rarely went out with my bandages on - with an afternoon snack so I opened it without looking through the peep hole. It was my fucking ex-brother.

He looked taken aback by my appearance, since my new face was completely bandaged and unrecognizable. He assumed that it was me. "Jimmy, I know that you hate me now, but we really have to talk this out. I don't want..."

That is as far as he got. He really wasn't expecting it. I hit him as hard as I could right in the solar plexus. While I was only an analyst being around freaky ex-military types in Iraq with time on my hands gave me some self-defense, or actually "offense," training. Not much, but for a totally unsuspecting civilian like Brett it was plenty.

Brett went down in a heap, not unconscious but immobile and in excruciating pain. I grabbed him by the hair, pulled him into my room, closed the door, and then kicked him as hard as I could in the nuts. The first one landed square on, for the next two he had instinctively moved his hands down there but they sure looked painful nevertheless.

I picked up my laptop and the very few clothes that I had acquired, and put them in my recently purchased back pack. Then I checked out of the hotel, leaving Brett coughing and writhing in pain in my room.

That incident required a slight change in plans. I immediately called my local contact at Evil Corp. and went to see him. I told him that I was quitting but that if they gave me a $25,000 bonus, my normal salary, and safe harbor for a month, that I would finish the last two projects that I was working on. He tried to talk me out of quitting or to at least do the work at normal pay, without a bonus, but I knew how important the projects were to Evil Corp. so I remained steadfast.

He gave in, and once my bonus money and advance on pay was in my Caymans account, and I had a key to one of Evil Corp.'s safe houses in the area, I started work on the projects.

A week later when I checked the phone Jay had given me there was a message. "Meet me at the same place, tomorrow, noon, don't bring anything with you."

When I got there Jay was already sitting on our favorite bench.

"What's up?" I asked.

"The proverbial good news/bad news. Which do you want first?" he replied.

"Yikes - the bad I guess."

"Even calling in favors I can't get it done for less than $20,000."

"WOW!" I exclaimed. "The good news better be really good, then."

"It is. As long as you are comfortable with the name 'Justin Reddy' I can get you papers and a history so good that even an analyst as talented as you are likely would never be able to ferret out the truth. It even includes your fingerprints and DNA in Justin Reddy's file in the FBI database, and no longer in your file," he responded with a diabolical grin.

"Hi, my names Justin Reddy, pleased to meet you," I laughed, extending my hand to Jay. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

As Jay gave me a fist bump he chortled "Unreal, huh. I was hoping for 80% deep cover for you and instead you're getting something close to bulletproof. Now open up and let me get a DNA sample," he continued, pulling a sampler swab from his suit jacket. Once he got his swab from inside my cheek he closed the container and said "Same as before; check around 5 p.m. every day for the time and place for a photo session and documents and money transfer."

Within three weeks I had my new and complete set of identity documents, a dossier with all of the background information for Justin Reddy, and I had completed my projects for Evil Corp. I was pleased when Jay - who was at the meeting whereby I exchanged $20,000 cash for my documents - didn't recognize me until I spoke. Not only was my face significantly different, but I had natural looking blond streaks in my brown hair, and brown contacts masking my blue eyes. If someone as observant as Jay didn't recognize me, I could be quite sure no one else would either.

Before I left the D. C. area I called my mother on her cell phone using the burner Jay had given me.

"Mom - I can't believe that you told Brett where I was. I guess you've picked sides," were the first things that I said to her.

"Jimmy - oh, Jimmy thank you for calling. I swear that I didn't want to tell anyone where you were but Dad convinced me that I had to tell Bret so that we could get things hashed out without destroying the family. You didn't have to hurt him so bad, he..."

I cut her off. "I don't give a shit about that fucking asshole," I yelled. I never swore around my mother, so that really got her attention, since there was a clearly audible gasp on the line. "The family is destroyed. There are just three purposes for my call. The first is to tell you that you, Dad, the asshole, and the slut will never hear from me again. The second is to ask you to tell the slut to file for divorce on the basis of abandonment. She doesn't have any material things that I want, and I've already cleaned out what was left in our joint checking account. Third, tell her that I wish her the most miserable fucking life ever!"

With that I ended the call. I removed the SIM card from the burner phone and crushed it. Then I did the environmentally responsible thing and recycled the burner phone at a Radio Shack.

************ 

As Justin Reddy I landed in San Francisco's airport a day later, with roughly $60,000 in a bank account in Justin's name, a high powered secure laptop, a business plan, and a personal agenda. In order, I found a cheap apartment, a cheap office but one with excellent Internet service, and where Giselle's sister Michelle lived and worked.

Why did I want to know where Michelle lived and worked? That was a major component of my revenge. It is something that I never would have thought myself capable a few years ago, but I had so much animosity toward Giselle and Bret that I wanted to make their lives miserable in any way that I could. Until I had made lots of money the best way to do that, in my now diabolical mind, was to get Michelle to fall in love with me and then dump her - perhaps multiple times. It would have a devastating effect on Giselle to have her sister emotionally distraught, and I didn't really care about Michelle.

My business plan started working very well. I offered to do a free introductory research project for companies in the greater San Francisco Bay area, and analyze the data. It didn't matter to me what the subject matter was because in working for The Company and Evil Corp. I had learned to find and handle almost any type of data. Ninety percent of the companies that took me up on my introductory offer became paying customers, and within eight months I had as much work as I could do, at a very high hourly rate, and with little overhead. After a year I was employing college students part time to help out, a high profit center. I was well on my way to reaching my financial goals.

Within ten months I had a real handle on Michelle's activities too. She seemed to leave a relatively quiet life. She worked as a hostess at a restaurant, and didn't seem to do much on the weekends, although I did see her with a date occasionally. It seemed that her "lazy eye" and poor eyesight limited her activities. There was one change in her routine that made her more accessible. She joined a health club.

I joined the same health club.

I wanted to encourage Michelle to make the health club an important part of her regime so I introduced myself, immediately engaged her in conversation, and complimented her dedication. At first she was a little standoffish. I thought that it might be because she recognized something about me despite the fact that I had only interfaced with her for two days more than a year ago, she had poor eyesight, and my face was entirely different. At the fourth session that we attended together, however, her attitude changed completely, and she became friendly.

Seducing Michelle was not the most difficult thing in the world. Since I was better looking and smarter than any other guy who had ever expressed an interest in her before, once she started friendly interaction with me it was clear that she was falling for me quickly.

My initial plan was to take it slowly with Michelle. However, since I was spending all of my time building my business and figuring out her schedule, etc., I was getting really horny. While I was looking for pussy, I didn't have enough time to have a high success ratio. I even used a high-priced call girl one weekend - it was a weekend where Giselle was visiting Michelle. I didn't want to be anywhere near Giselle, but the loss of my sex life with her came from the back of my mind to the forefront; hence the call girl.

The call girl - her name was Tammy - cost me $3,000 for the weekend but she was worth every penny. She used a new type of condom that I had never heard of before that was much closer to bareback than any other condom I had ever seen, and she stroked her pussy lips over my hard bare cock, while massaging my balls, just before intercourse. That technique almost drove me nuts. I fucked her six times that weekend (my most in that period of time, ever), including once in the ass. She was either extremely multi-orgasmic or the best actress in history. She was also very touchy-feely even when we weren't fucking.

A week after Giselle left I asked Michelle out on a date, during the day on a Sunday. Going to see a live performance was not a legitimate option in view of her poor eyesight, but a number of other activities were available. We went for a boat ride, had a picnic on an island, went to an amusement park, and went for a casual dinner. When I kissed her good night she was eager, and virtually slobbered what a great time that she had had.

During the date I had done everything I could to play up to what every other female I had ever known liked. I knew that it worked when Michelle gave me ga-ga eyes at the health club the Tuesday after our Sunday date.

Michelle's lazy eye and thick glasses made sure that no one would mistake her for a "beautiful" woman. However, her body was actually pretty nice, and by the time of our first date it was clear that it was getting better. I would estimate that since she started at the health club she had lost at least five pounds - where she wanted to lose it - and if she lost another ten pounds most guys would consider her to have an excellent body.

When I realized that I had gotten hard interacting with Michelle on the Wednesday after our date - when I got a decent look at her boobs while spotting her for some lifts - I discarded my "go slow" plan and instead decided that it was time to fuck her. 

We went out on another nice date that Sunday, which included a late lunch. Neither of us was particularly hungry at normal dinner time so I invited her back to my apartment for a "snack." She was almost giddy in her acceptance. When I got her into my apartment I left no doubt about what I wanted.

"Michelle, I lied to you in getting you to come to my apartment," I said as I removed her glasses just a few seconds after the door to my apartment closed. "The snack I'm interested in is you."

Her responses to that and my following come-ons were not smooth, but it made no difference. She didn't resist at all as I took off her dress, bra, and panties. She seemed really excited when I exposed my dick. She was clearly hesitant as to what to do so I completely took over.

I laid her on my bed and went after her pussy. Her pussy had naturally sparse hair, a few shades lighter than the hair on her head. Her clitoris was very prominent; her pussy lips craggy and moist. She almost fishtailed off of the bed when my tongue came in contact with her clit.

As I licked, sucked, and fingered her pussy she experienced about the two most powerful orgasms that any partner I ever had had. She was virtually babbling by the time that I turned her over on her stomach and entered her from the rear. Her pussy was extraordinarily tight but so well lubricated that it only took three or four pushes to bury my cock balls deep. She emitted a constant "ooohhh" as I pummeled the shit out of her. When I rocketed charge after charge of jism into her the orgasm that she had made her previous two look mild by comparison.

Michelle was in no condition to go home after the first fuck, nor did she express any desire to. I really enjoyed fucking that snug pussy twice more that night, once with her ankles on my shoulders during which I bottomed out in her pussy, and once with her sitting on my lap facing away from me. During the last two fucks I vigorously manipulated her surprisingly meaty mammary glands, which had just the right combination of firmness and softness.

The next morning, after we had both done our business in the bathroom and then showered together (we were both handsy, but no sex), she stared at me with her weird lazy eye and giggled "Thank you Justin. That was the best night I've ever had in my life even if I won't be able to walk properly today."

"I am the one who should be thanking you. You're a great fuck!" I replied. I suddenly realized, after I said it, that I meant it. Despite my motives when I took her to bed I had thoroughly enjoyed myself. I also realized that it was very rare that I would have three orgasms in an eight hour period, but that it seemed just natural last night. I was also surprised that the eight to ten pounds of fat that she had on her torso and thighs wasn't the slightest bit a turn-off for me.

She blushed, looked down, and then said, "I am thrilled that you enjoyed yourself, because I never thought of myself as sexy. There is one problem, though. Well, uh,...I don't know how to say it."

"Then just come out with it," I grinned, "or I'll take you back to bed and fuck you again."

She blushed some more, then stammered. "Well, I'm not very sexually experienced, and I'm not on the pill, and I don't want to get pregnant,...and..."

I cut her off. "I'll take you to the drugstore on my way to work and you can get Plan B."

She got a quizzical look on her face. "What's Plan B?"

At first I thought that she was kidding and chuckled. When the quizzical look remained I said, "It's an after-intercourse birth control pill available at any drugstore. I'll even go in with you to buy it - and pay for it - if you want."

"Would you do that, please," she stuttered.

I did.

Tuesday, when we saw each other at the health club, she was all smiles, as was I. I asked her if we could end our session about ten minutes early since there was something I wanted to talk to her about. She readily agreed.

After our workout we went to my car and sat together in the front seat.

"Michelle - I really enjoyed sex with you Sunday. I'd like to establish a regular schedule with you for the future. Are you amenable?"

"Oh yes..." she blurted out, then suddenly got embarrassed and mumbled "what do you have in mind?"

"That you spend the night with me three or four times a week - I know that you have a roommate and I don't want to cause you trouble there. Also, I need for you go to a doctor and get on birth control pills," I quickly replied.

"I'd love that - but do you know if those pills are expensive? I don't know because I've always used a rubber before our encounter Sunday night, and I don't have coverage for them on my job's health plan."

"Not a problem. You bring me the prescription and I'll get them for you."




Brothers and Sisters



"You want sex with me enough to do that?" she said, sounding surprised.

"Couldn't you tell how much I enjoyed it Sunday?" I asked.

"Uh, actually - I'm embarrassed, Justin, but I was so out of it after you did me like you did that I wasn't cognizant of anything else. Sorry."

I laughed. "That's Ok. Let me just tell you, then: I thoroughly enjoyed it."

That started our extended sexual relationship. While I continued to scare up other pussy if I could, I started to focus on that less and less because I realized after about a month of fucking Michelle three or four times a week that she was an eager learner and gave herself over to me completely. I was really enjoying myself.

***************** 

At the start of my sexual relationship with Michelle I called an attorney that I had dealt with in Virginia. I had her check on the status of Jimmy Quayle's divorce from Giselle, and any other information that she could easily locate. 

The next day she reported that the divorce was final about six weeks ago, that a few days later Giselle married Brett Quayle, my asshole brother, and that Giselle had given birth to a baby boy about a year before that.

Not surprisingly the terms of the divorce - since it was based upon abandonment and since Giselle was not seeking child support (awfully good of her, wasn't it?) - were that Giselle got all of the remaining marital property except for half of the savings account, which was being held in trust by Giselle's attorney. It would revert to Giselle if not claimed within another year. Even though it was only a few thousand dollars there was no way that I wanted her to have it, so I signed a power of attorney as Jimmy Quayle, told my attorney to get the money, deduct her fees from it, and then give the rest to the Red Cross.

************** 

After two months of regularly fucking Michelle I had a problem. I knew that she was in love with me and that she had talked to Giselle about it extensively, and that by now Giselle would be emotionally vested in my relationship with Michelle. That would mean that I would achieve my goal of badly hurting Giselle when I dumped Michelle. However, I didn't want to dump her, at least not yet; and I was starting to look at Michelle as an innocent victim.

Also, Michelle's almost daily workouts with me at the health club had changed her body. Not only was she now not overweight at all (but thankfully not skinny) but her thighs were sculptured. Her body would now best be described as "hot!"

After agonizing over the problem for a while I decided that what would make me feel better about it would be to give Michelle a true "gift," which would make her better able to recover when I did drop her. By then I was quickly achieving my financial goals so I could readily afford what I had in mind.

I checked with several eye surgeons and I found one in Pacific Heights, Dr. Noyes, who was not only highly rated but who maintained that he had developed a technique for successfully operating on lazy eye even in adults. That was something that all of the other surgeons I had talked to said was between impractical and impossible. I took Michelle with me to visit Dr. Noyes.

After almost an hour long examination of Michelle by Dr. Noyes and his staff, he met with us and gave his prognosis.

"Michelle's condition in her left, lazy, eye is severe. Also, her right eye is not strong enough to make up for her lazy eye which is why her vision is so poor. However, the good news is that I can easily correct the problem in her right eye, and I can make her left eye cosmetically very, very close to normal. The bad news is that there is only a thirty percent chance, or so, that the left eye will achieve anywhere close to normal vision, and the operation can only be done once."

I took that as good news. I glanced over at Michelle and she had tears in her eyes.

"How much will be cost, and when are you available?" were my next questions.

"The cost is $25,000. You can talk with my receptionist about scheduling; tell her to allow for two and one-half hours. I most likely have an opening within two or three weeks. Wednesdays and Thursdays are my normal surgical days," Dr. Noyes replied. "After the operation Michelle would need four days of bed rest with bandages on her eyes, and another two days of no sunlight," he continued. He must have been reading my mind when he continued "And no hanky-panky or any other type of physical activity during the days of best rest.

Michelle looked a little distraught. I thanked Dr. Noyes profusely, Michelle nodded thanks too, and we exited his office. When I paid for the office visit I asked the receptionist when the doctor had openings for a two and one-half hour surgery. After checking her book she said "Wednesday, two weeks from tomorrow at 8:00 a. m. or three weeks from this Thursday at 11:00 a.m. are the next two possibilities. You would need to inform me by tomorrow to be sure to lock in one of those dates, however, and the doctor would require $10,000 in advance."

I thanked her and we left. Michelle was silent as we walked to the car, but once in she started yelling at me for the first time in our relationship.

"How could you be so cruel," she cried, "to bring me there to give me hope that my condition could be improved when there is no way that I can afford that type of operation. I would rather have stayed in the dark about that - I've learned to live with my limitations."

She started sobbing hysterically with her hands on her face. I firmly grasped both of her wrists and held her hands down at her sides. "You are getting the operation, and I'm paying for it. So stop you whining and get the time off of work for the operation and the recovery."

With that I let go of her hands, started the car, and drove away. Michelle's tears soon stopped, but she remained silent till we got to her apartment building. "I believe that this is your stop," I said with a lilt in my voice.

"Justin - I'm sorry I yelled at you and said what I did. However, I can't let you pay for the operation, I just can't."

"I'm not giving you a choice," I replied in a stern voice. "If you don't get the operation I'll never fuck you again - and don't test me on that because you'll find out that I'm serious." Then I said something that surprised even me - undoubtedly something that came from my inner psyche, certainly not a conscious thought. "I want everyone else to see the beautiful person that you are, and your present appearance prevents that." We were both shocked by that statement, but I quickly followed it up with: "By the time that I pick you up tomorrow to come to my apartment you get the time off work and tell me which of the two dates the receptionist gave us is best."

Michelle was stunned. I couldn't tell if she was happy and her shock was masking it, or if she was pissed. Either way she exited the car without a word, and entered her apartment without looking back.

On my way back to work my mind was in turmoil. My conscious mind still had the concept of the "gift" to salve my conscience before I dropped her to inflict pain on Giselle, but then in the deep recesses of my mind I wondered if I might actually want a real relationship with Michelle, and to find some other way to get revenge on Giselle.

When I picked Michelle up for one of our scheduled fuck fests on Wednesday night after she got off work she had a smile on her face. "Well, did you arrange time off for work for the operation and recovery?" I asked with a stern face.

"I still can't believe that you're going to do it, but yes, I did. If you still want to do it we can get the appointment three weeks from tomorrow. You have to understand one thing, however," she snickered.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I'm going to try my best to fuck you blind, so you might need another operation in the future" she snarled, then after a pause giggled.

"I'll take my chances," I replied.

That night Michelle did try to fuck me blind. She vigorously rode me reverse cowgirl while fondling my balls and fingering my ass. I tried fingering her ass at the same time, but she was a blur she was moving so fast and putting so much energy into it that I finally gave up and just let her vacuum every milliliter of cum out of me. I woke up both in the middle of the night and the next morning with her feverishly sucking my cock, and each time once she got it hard she rode me again. I was completely drained the next morning.

When I walked from the bedroom into the living area of my apartment as we were getting ready to leave the next morning, I noticed her quickly moving something out from beneath her dress and putting it in her overnight bag.

"What's that?" I inquired.

"Oh, nothing," she blushed.

"Let me see that," I jokingly said. 

"No, no, that's private," she resisted, trying to pull her overnight bag away.

I grabbed the bag from her and held it high away from her as she protested and tried to get it. While fending her off I reached into it and pulled out a purple device that looked like the strangest dildo in the history of mankind. Once I held it aloft Michelle stopped trying to reach her bag.

"What's this?" I chuckled.

With a red face and totally embarrassed look she replied "It's called the KegelMaster. It's an exercising device that helps develop the pelvic floor muscles. I want to be better in bed for you."

Suddenly a light bulb went on in my head. I had noticed Michelle trying to - sometimes successfully - squeeze my cock with her pussy when we were fucking. I realized that last night when she was trying to fuck me blind that she actually had at least somewhat successfully squeezed my cock with her pussy. I smile inwardly but tried to keep a straight face outwardly. I returned the KegelMaster to her bag, handed the bag to her, and without emotion said "It's working." I held her hand as we walked out the door.

That same day I made the appointment for the surgery with Dr. Noyes' office and sent them a $10,000 check for the advance.

I was blissfully happy as Michelle continued to try her best to fuck me blind over the next two weeks. In fact she asked if she could simply move in until after the surgery, at which time she would return to her apartment. I readily agreed. I was so well serviced for the next two weeks - her Kegel exercises using the KegelMaster were having an increasingly beneficial effect - that I had almost forgotten about revenge on Giselle. Then shit hit the fan.

After a truly memorable fuck where we sat facing each other and I sucked her nipples as she squeezed my cock with her pelvic floor muscles, as we lay panting and smiling next to each other Michelle hit me with it. "While my roommate Kathy will be able to help me some while I'm recovering from eye surgery I need more help than she can provide so I arranged for my sister Giselle to come visit, along with her sixteen month old son, James. She's been anxious to meet you too."

"What?" was my stupid reply as I tried to wrap my head around the fact that the bitch Giselle had named the son that she had with my asshole brother after me.

"Wouldn't you want to meet Giselle?" she coyly asked.

We had a strained conversation for the next few minutes. Of course there was no way that I could simply said "No," but I sure wasn't liking it. Despite the fact that my facial appearance had changed enough so that there was no chance that she would recognize me, and because my body had gotten more muscular enough from attending the health club almost daily with Michelle that it would not be easy to recognize (at least clothed), I was still very worried. My voice hadn't changed, and maybe there were some mannerisms that I had that I didn't even realize I did that would tip me off. 

As I was stewing about this, Michelle laid an even a worse idea on me.

"I was wondering, Justin, if you might rent a bed and a crib so that Giselle could stay here with you in your apartment living room. My roommate can help me with any emergency at night, but our apartment is way too small to accommodate them."

"How about a hotel instead," I quickly replied.

"She and I would both like it if you would let her stay here. Please, Justin - it will only be for the day of the operation and four days afterward. Once my only problem is sunlight she'll leave, and I'll move back in here with you if you'll have me."

Then she started sucking my cock. "Why can't I think of an excuse while she's squeezing my balls," went through my mind as I started to harden.

After I fucked Michelle again she fell right to sleep. I lay with my eyes open most of the night.

************* 

While still working on a way to avoid having my tramp ex-wife stay at my apartment the day of and four days after Michelle's operation, I needed a worst-case-scenario contingency plan. I set Judy, one of the college-attending researchers who worked for me part-time, on finding out how I could temporarily change my voice. To my surprise she came up with a solution within a couple of hours.

"Justin, there's a technique where cotton cylinders are placed in your nasal passageways by a doctor. As long as you don't keep them in more than a week there are few complications. Doctor Joan Phillips in San Mateo County maintains that this can change voice quality by 10-20%," Judy told me.

"Get me an appointment with Dr. Phillips ASAP," I excitedly ordered.

I was having trouble dissuading Michelle from her Giselle-staying-with-me idea. Every time I would bring up some problem with it she would fuck my brains out. That KegelMaster must be one of the best inventions of all time because it seemed that every day her pelvic floor muscles were getting stronger, and every fuck was getting better - and they were already top quality to begin with.

Two days after Judy's report I found myself in Dr. Phillips office. She explained the theory behind her technique, played me three tapes of what she swore were representative before and after voices, and estimated the cost - which would depend somewhat on what type of cylinders were best for my particular passageways; cotton wasn't always the best choice, sometimes much more expensive materials, that were harder to insert and remove, needed to be used. I made arrangements to have her perform her procedure on me the day before Giselle was to arrive, and to reverse the procedure six days later.

The gross apprehension I had was mitigated by two things. First, Michelle didn't recognize my voice on the phone once I had the procedure done. Per Dr. Phillips' suggestion I told her that I had allergies. Second, Michelle was so goddamn excited about her upcoming operation that she was like a kid having Halloween, Christmas, and her Birthday Party all at the same time. I resigned myself to having to put up with my bitch ex-wife for four or five nights, and had all sorts of plans on how to make myself scare so that I could be around her and her little brat as little as possible.

On the fateful Thursday I took Michelle to the hospital. My bitch ex-wife was going to get a cab from the airport to Michelle's apartment, where Michelle's roommate Kathy would be waiting. I stayed at the hospital until Michelle was out of the recovery room and then took her home.

After an hour interacting with Michelle, Michelle's roommate, the bitch, and the brat, I was extremely surprised that Giselle gave no indication whatsoever that she recognized me. Michelle was wiped out from the surgery so after we shared some Chinese food, Giselle, James and I went to my apartment, leaving Michelle with Kathy. The plan was for me to drop Giselle off at Michele's apartment around 8:30 a.m., about the time that Kathy left for work.

One nugget in the conversation that Giselle had no problem sharing with Kathy and me, as well as Michele, was that she had just gone off the pill because she and Bret were going to try for another kid once she got back. "I'll be really horny since Bret has been out of town for the last ten days, and I'll be here four, so he better be ready for some high-intensity balling."

Michelle laughed, a germ of an idea started forming in my pea brain as I politely chuckled, and from the pained look on her face it was TMI for Kathy.

Giselle, James and I were all tired when we got to my apartment so I didn't have to interact with them much before we all went to bed. My living room area was quite large and sparsely furnished so there was plenty of room for a twin bed for Giselle and a small crib for James.

As I was lying in bed with Giselle and James in the next room the germ of an idea that had crept into my pea brain while Giselle was talking about how horny she was morphed into a diabolical plan. It would be the ultimate revenge. I really thought that I could pull it off because Giselle had demonstrated that she was a slut and she had been giving me funny looks ever since we met. By then I had determined that they were not looks of recognition but of appreciation.

After I dropped Giselle and James off at Michelle's apartment the next day I went and got several stealth video cameras. I also got several photography backdrops. I set them up in my room around my bed, and I purchased new sheets that were a bright red color, vastly different than the only two sets of sheets I owned, both white. I made my bed with the new sheets and removed the headboard and put it in my closet.

I couldn't believe how easy it was to seduce the slut. The night of the second day of Michelle's bed rest recovery I suggested that she and I go out drinking to celebrate Michelle's upcoming new life. I told her that I had a neighbor who would be glad to sit for James. She readily agreed.

It was really hard being nice to Giselle that night, but knowing what was coming made it bearable. She voluntarily - with no encouragement from me - got plastered. She had some interesting comments once she got drunk too. The most interesting was her admission (her speech was slurred and there were random words, but the following is the jest of it): "My biggest regret in life is treating my ex-husband badly. I should have kept my legs together when his brother tried to seduce me, and done everything that I could to stay with him. I loved him more than anyone else, which is why I named my son after him despite my present husband's objections. I wish I could have had a chance to at least talk to him alone before we divorced, but he was so angry that he just took off and I never saw him again. At least I know that he's still alive because a little while ago he retrieved the money that the Court ordered be held in escrow for him."

I pretended to be sympathetic. While her words were somewhat comforting they didn't change one iota what was going to happen; I needed revenge on both her and my asshole ex-brother.

When I got Giselle back to my apartment and paid the babysitter she was so sloppy drunk that she disrobed right in front of me. Maybe it was an intentionally provocative act, I don't know, but what it did was make it easier for me. I started kissing her while fondling her boobs. She gave only token resistance at first and then showed her true sluttiness by saying "You have to use a rubber to fuck me 'cause Bret and I are gonna start trying for another kid."

"No problem," I said. I reached into a drawer and pulled out four condoms which I had purchased just for the occasion. She got a smile on her face then started stroking my cock while she kissed me.

I carried her into my bedroom. I don't think that she even noticed the photography backdrops, or the unusually bright bedroom lights except to say "Aren't you gonna turn the lights off?" to which I replied "No, I want to see your beautiful body while I fuck you." That satisfied her.

I made a show of ripping open one condom before turning her on her hands and knees. I licked and fingered her pussy until she had the start of an orgasm and then plunged my rock-hard bare dick into her cunt. In her present state I didn't think that she would remember any earlier techniques that I had used when we were married, but just to be safe I used Michelle's favorite - nine slow strokes, one hard; then eight slow, two hard; etc. By the time that I got to five and five she was screaming for me to fuck her hard.




Brothers and Sisters



I had intentionally left the door to my room open, and her orgasmic screams woke up little James. I was sure that anyone viewing the DVD that I was making would hear the child's screams in the background, which fit my plan perfectly. I actually comforted little James and got him to calm down after the first fuck, and closed the door for the second two.

That's right, I fucked the bitch bareback three times that night. I then showered her off including getting the cum off of her thighs and pubic hair, before I carried her comatose ass back to her bed. By the time that she woke up with a bad hangover the next morning the photography screens were put away, the red sheets had been changed, and I was acting perfectly nonchalant. 

After we had breakfast she tried to give me a kiss. I stopped her, pretending to be funny.

"Hey, Giselle, you don't want to get Michelle mad at me for giving you a kiss, do you?"

"After last night you're worried about a kiss?" she asked, quite perplexed.

"Last night? What about last night?" I inquired, pretending to be startled.

Giselle was actually startled, she didn't need to pretend. "Why after you fucked me last night," she snipped.

"What? You are kidding, right? After I saved you from that guy fingering you in the bar I simply put you to bed," I said. "You must have dreamt about him fucking you."

She thought for a moment then said "Why is my pussy sore?"

"Maybe you masturbated in your sleep," I replied.

"Oh," was her only response, with an enlightened look on her face, like that really was possible.

"Giselle, if you were dreaming about me fucking you do not tell Michelle that, because I don't want her to think that there is any possibility that I would," I said sternly.

"No, that's not what I was dreaming," she snarled.

I laughed my ass off inside my mind as we drove wordlessly to Michelle's apartment that morning. That night I quietly gave myself a high five when I overheard Giselle tell Michelle that the day that I fucked her she was at the start of the most fertile part of her menstrual cycle.

************** 

I was able to avoid too much one-on-one time with Giselle the next two nights, and she soon was bidding Michelle a tearful goodbye after Dr. Noyes made a house call - yes he really did so that there was no chance that she would be exposed to sunlight - to remove her bandages. I even took Giselle to the airport the last night and gave her and James perfunctory hugs goodbye, hoping that the bitch was pregnant with my child. 

Dr. Noyes' operation did cosmetically improve Michelle's left eye so that it was so close to normal that only if you knew that there had been a problem would you suspect it. I didn't realize how much that would improve her looks - but I have to say that now her face was beautiful.

Dr. Noyes reminded us that the sight in her right eye should be 20/30 - the best that he could correct it - after her two days out of the sunlight. It would be at least a month before we would know if her left eye would get to 20/40, or maybe even 20/30. "The operation did go as well as any I performed," he said with a smile, "so let's keep our fingers crossed.

The day that Michelle could emerge from her artificially dark apartment she cried when she took a good look at herself in the mirror in my apartment while I stood next to her.

"Why are you crying, babe?" I asked her.

"I look so much better now than what I perceived I did before. And now that I can see your face with good vision I can't believe that anyone as handsome as you are would want to be with me. But mostly I'm crying tears of job because you have given me a new lease on life."

With that she turned to me and planted a passionate kiss on me, with plenty of tongue. Then she snuggled up to me and said "The only reason why someone would be as good to me as you have been is if you loved me, Justin. Do you love me, Justin? I love you so much that it hurts!"

WOW - I guess I should have been ready for that, but I wasn't. I quickly recovered, however, and said "Yes, Michelle, I love you," and then kissed her. My reasoning for saying it was twofold. One, I wanted her to believe it since it would make Giselle's pain even greater if I dumped her. Two, I might actually be in love with her, despite my attempts not to be.

After a few minutes of kissing, Michelle led me to the bed and stripped. "I was a bad girl while recovering," she said with a pout as she undid my pants.

"How's that?" I asked,

"Despite Dr. Noyes' admonition about no exercise I used the KegleMaster twice a day. I do believe that I could now quish a water banana," she giggled.

"Let's give it a try," I excitedly said.

*************** 

By five months after Michelle and I had our first post-operation fuck lots of things had happened.

Michelle's vision in her right eye became 20/30. In her left eye it got to 20/40. With contact lenses her eyesight was correctable to 20/20 in both eyes, and she looked gorgeous.

The sex with Michelle, both because of her exercises and because of the enormous true love that she had for me, was beyond compare. I could not possibly imagine how it could be better either in quality or quantity.

I had to admit to myself that I was in love with Michelle, and asked her to marry me. She cried, "Yes, yes, yes," as I slipped a ring on her finger.

Brett got an anonymous DVD of his slut wife Giselle cheating on him by fucking "some guy" on red sheets while her baby cried in the background. My face had been pixelated out and there was nothing about the photography background, bed, or sheets (the red sheets were long ago burned) tying it to me.

I learned the following tidbits from my sexy fiancé: 

-Bret's trip, while Giselle was visiting San Fran, was extended for five more days. The slut was now clearly pregnant, and unless she got pregnant the very day that Bret returned - a couple of days past her peak fertility - it was likely with my child.

-Bret and Giselle were getting along poorly, and likely getting divorced. Apparently the DVD did not play well with Brett. I guess he had no trouble fucking my wife, but when someone else was fucking her it was a big problem. A bigger problem for both of them was that they didn't have much money and their finances had been strained severely; severely enough so that my Mom and Dad had been helping them despite their advanced age and their own limited means.

-Giselle no longer worked as a hostess in a restaurant. She is taking college courses part time while helping me at work. It turns out that her eyesight was the only thing masking a really keen mind, and she has taken to research like a duck to water.

-My business is thriving.

Now that I have my revenge, and a MUCH better woman than I had before, I actually occasionally give thanks to Bret and Giselle for being the asshole and slut, respectively, that they are.



Brothers and Sisters



"Nhh, nhh, uuhhh, yes, yes, keep going, keep it there, keep it there, keep it there, Oh God, yeeeeeeeeeeee... eessssssssssssssss"

Mary Lewis, stretched her body up and against her husband, who was hidden between her legs and buried nose deep in her pussy. He licked her entrance and rubbed his nose over her clit, his fingers gently pulling back on her inner labia. She pushed harder onto him, feeling an orgasm bursting through her body. She shook and heaved, her magnificent pendulous breasts swaying against her sides as her hands reached for her husbands head. Her stomach, round and smooth jiggled and wobbled as he tried to push deeper and deeper into her core.

"Ohhhhh, no more I can't take any more, please, please slow down, let me ..uugghhhhh", 

another wave of pleasure melted her and she lost control, her body twitching and spasming as the orgasm jammed any other messages to her brain. Her vagina pulsed with the climax and her anus tightened and relaxed in unison with her vaginal muscles. She ached with pleasure and began to sob uncontrollably, her legs jerking as her thigh muscles tightened.

Colin Lewis, slowed his efforts and began to kiss her pussy, her labia and clit, slowly letting her down, as she lay racked with painful pleasure, her tears falling down onto her cheeks and neck. He ran his hands up and down her legs, feeling the soft smooth skin under his palms and fingertips.

Mary's hand found his head and caressed his balding crown, as he lifted up from between her legs, smiling at her shattered body, lying still on the bed. Her hand had lifted away and she lay, legs wide open, hands by her side as she slowly came back to earth.

"I love you so much," he said, little kisses touching her skin, as he moved over her legs and lay beside her.

She mumbled and moved her hand to touch his, still unable to speak, as her tired limbs let her know how much the effort was going to cost her. 

He heard "..you too," as she closed her eyes and smiled.

"Not bad for a pair of over forty year olds!" 

He said with a grin, running his hands over her splayed breasts, watching her hardening nipples, leaning down to kiss and lick the little point, tracing the puckering flesh of her areola. Seeing her smile and turn her head towards him he licked a little harder, then blew gently on the wet skin, watching the brown bumps tightening.

"Mmmm, that's nice, don't stop."

He moved his hand to the other breast and began to gently circle the nipple with his finger, as his mouth closed over its partner.

Mary's legs came together and she clenched and unclenched her thigh muscles, her clit trapped been the lips of her sex. She felt the warm tingle emerging again. Her hand stroked Colin's hair, then his cheek. She felt the rush rising and then a jolt as Colin began to nibble the brown puckered skin around the nipple. His other hand gathered as much breast as he could hold as he gently massaged and squeezed the flesh, her nipple rubbing against the palm of his hand. She twisted slightly to allow him to run his hand over her whole soft white breast. Her hips bucking slightly as the beautiful wave swept her up and away again.

She sighed with pleasure as a petit climax washed over her and the wave drove her higher, she clenched her thighs feeling the pressure on her clit and the feel of his hands and lips push her onwards. She flexed twice, three times and sank back as she reached her peak again, then subsided as Colin moved his hand to her belly, running his hands over her ample curves. 

She lay back, then drifted off into a deep and dreamless sleep. Colin smiled and slipped his hand round his short circumcised dick and began a slow wank, reliving the feel, smell, taste and sight of his wife's gorgeous pussy, the feel of her tits, the curve of her belly, grunting he spurted into a tissue he had in his other hand. 

He grinned and lay down beside Mary, and heard her gentle snores. Smiling he rested a hand on her hip and kissed her nose, which made her mumble. He closed his eyes and drifted of into a world populated by different versions of his wife, naked and lustful.

Next morning his alarm woke them at seven thirty and he sat up to look at his wife's head peeping from under the duvet and resting on her pillow. Her eyes flickered open and she smiled.

"Morning, sleep well?" he asked grinning.

Her hand moved under the duvet and found this thigh, she moved her hand around gently until she closed on his shriveled cock, nestling in his pubic hair. Gently she teased it, running a finger round the head, under it and then circling it with two fingers, cupping his balls.

"Do you know what I want right now?" She whispered, looking into his eyes.

"A nice cup of tea?"

"Mmm yes please, how did you know?"

"A lucky guess."

"You are so clever." she said winking at him, then removed her hand, running the palm over his belly.

"Back soon," he said lifting the duvet slightly and climbed out. 

Walking naked across to the door and leaving her under the warm cover he went downstairs to make the tea. Coming back upstairs, as he reached the top, he saw her bending over the scales in the bathroom. From the angle on the stairs he looked directly at her naked arse and the darker skin between her anus and her open pussy. Involuntarily he gasped feeling his dick tighten and stiffen. 

Mary unaware straightened the mat, turned and seeing him smiled. She sat open legged on the toilet leaning back, her breasts touching her belly. A stream of yellow piss shot from her pussy and he moaned in desire.

"you naughty pervert, staring at your wife peeing, watching the piss coming out of her hairy pussy. Do you like what you see, do you want to touch me? kiss me? lick me? suck me?" she smiled and cupped her breasts, feeling her nipples stiffen. 

Finishing she stood and wiggled her hips, shaking off the drops of piss which fell into the toilet with a musical tinkle. Without wiping she moved to the top of the stairs and spread her legs.

"Clean my pussy Colin, lick me clean."

Colin came to the top of the stairs and lifted the tray he held to her, Taking the tray she still barred his way. He knelt on the step below the top and looking up putting his tongue to her pussy and began to lap at her moist hairy cunt, dragging his tongue along the slit and lips, finding her entrance and pushing his tongue in. She grunted and her legs widened urging him closer.

"Oh yes, clean my wet and pissy pussy, lick me clean, do it , ohhhh." 

She moved back, causing Colin to topple forward. Giggling she took the tray into the bedroom and Colin climbed to his feet and followed her, his cock a rigid and purple monster leading the way. She sat on the beg, naked, legs pulled up to her breasts, feet flat on the bed. She laughed as he walked in, his small cock stiff in front of him.

"Hello, what's on your mind this morning?" she asked as he sat down opposite her.

"Gardening."

"Really? in November, I don't think so." she smiled and touched his cheek.

"I was thinking of trimming your bush and revealing your clematis M'lady!" he joked.

"That's as old as you are, probably older, seriously what do you want to do this morning?"

"You!"

"No way, if I let you anywhere near me neither of us will be up until eleven."

"And your point would be?"

"We should be up and doing things, enjoying ourselves."

"Which is what I'm suggesting, only not getting up, but staying in bed and getting some good old-fashioned lovin' going along the way."

"No I don't feel like it, anyway I had a really good tongue lashing last night and a top up this morning."

"Oh so that's it them, nothing for me then?"

"Don't you like licking my pussy and squeezing my tits?" She pouted, "Doesn't my body satisfy you anymore?"

"You know it does, I just want to lick and suck and taste and nibble and kiss it some more, don't you want more pleasure from me?"

"Nice try buster, but no banana, well except for that rather nice specimen in your lap. Tell you what, why don't I just run my hand over him for a bit and see if I can make him cum."

Laughing she reached for him and from behind her back, her other hand held a tub of lubrication. She flattened her legs and rolled over onto her chest, squashing her large breasts under her, Reaching for him, she laid a small snail trail of the jelly on his cock, her other hand coming round to cup his balls. Dropping the tube she ran her hand over the topside of his cock spreading the lube over it. Her hand circled his girth and then flicking her wrist, twisted her hand round it, covering his cock with a layer of jelly. 

She bend and kissed the tip, her hand moving up and down his short shaft, tightening slightly at the head. Within a few minutes he felt himself boiling over, his balls tightened and he felt the release of his orgasm hit him as five large spurts of cum erupted from his cock. Sitting forward she felt the liquid hit her breasts, sliding into her cleavage, She gasped and pumped harder making sure that he had an empty barrel. Swinging up she wiped her hand on his leg, then smeared his cum into her breasts.

"What?" she said looking at him, "It's supposed to be good for the skin."

Colin nodded and lay back, a thin stream of residual cum leaking from his cock. Mary leaned over squeezed his wilting tool and gathered the remaining cum in her palm, rubbing it over her belly, then laughing moved off the bed.

"Shower time, join me or don't, your choice." She added as she walked to their en-suite bathroom. 

He padded after her. Watching as she set the control of their walk in shower. He needed to pee, so moving behind her, he allowed his wilted prick to touch her arse. She giggled and rubbed against him. 

He let fly with his piss, between her cheeks. She gasped and wriggled so his cock moved against her anus, the piss causing her to moan as it tickled her pucker. Colin moved slightly so the stream ran over her pussy lips and hit her clit. The moan was deeper this time and her arse ground against his groin, as she felt herself tingling again.

"Bastard!" she groaned, turning, her breasts scraping across him, she leaned for a kiss, the shower forgotten, he felt his cock hardening again, pushed tight against her pubis. She opened her legs, letting his cock stiffen and lengthen against her clit, before it slid along her wet moist gap till it just rested against her inner lips, just by her opening. 

They ground their faces against each other, their tongues snaking around, first in her mouth, then in his, His hands went around her back and pulled her against him, as he began to tilt his hips, rubbing his cock along her slit and his groin against her clit. She clung to him and squeezed her legs together slightly, feeling his cock slide along her wet inner folds. Her clit responding to the sensations, she began to copy his movements, making the feeling of him, so intimately pushing, pulling against her, unbearable. 

Her legs began to shake as she felt a tidal wave of pleasure wash over her, she pulled from his mouth, screaming his name and a string of profanities, all sense of reason gone, she was completely in the grip of this hurricane of emotions engulfing her.

"You bastard, fucking bastard, fucking horny cunt licking bastard, fuck me, fuck me, fuuuuckkk MEEEEEEEEEEEE," 

Grinding hard against him she felt her knees give and Colin's arms tighten holding her up. Their thrusting and rolling slowed, just as she felt his cum hit her open entrance and her anus. She squeezed his cock tight, and returned to his mouth, they joined again, now in the afterglow, a gentler deeper kiss, finally parting and holding each other, gasping for breath. They slowly separated, but held hands as she turned back to the shower controls. The water sprayed over them as they moved back together, holding each other, kissing gently. 

As they relaxed they found shower gels and some wash cloths and cleaned each other tenderly, until reluctantly they stepped out of the shower, drying each other slowly, gently, sensually. Finally they walked back into their bedroom, silently they dressed without talking, watching each other with gentle smiles; then holding hands, they walked downstairs for breakfast.

After breakfast they sat in the conservatory, holding hands and looking down the garden, silent, happy. The phone rang and they looked at each other, wondering who would be calling. Colin rose and went into the lounge and picked up the phone, answering he heard Mary's brother Richard, asking to speak to Mary. He took the phone out to the conservatory, mouthed "Richard" to her as he handed the phone over.

Mary took the phone and listened to her brother, occasionally murmuring . She looked at Colin and said, 

"Oh of course it's ok to come over, yes of course, stay for a few days if you need to, Colin won't mind." She looked at Colin pleadingly, and he nodded his OK. 

"OK fine, see you for lunch then, yes, looking forward to it, I love you too, take care, see you later."

"Problem?"

"Well since his divorce he's not been able to find a girl who wants to stay around for long. He's feeling pretty fragile now, and his latest just dumped him and he's falling into a big black hole. Much as we've argued and fought, he's still my little brother, so I can't let him slide into depression without trying at least to help."

"Well, as long as he behaves round you and doesn't go into one, you know he's welcome anytime."

"Thanks, well he'll be here for lunch, so we have three hours, what do you reckon?"

"A walk?"

"Sort of..." Mary reached for him and drew him into a kiss.

The doorbell's chime saw them just coming downstairs, Colin carrying the bedclothes which needed changing after their lusty efforts over the previous two and half hours, as well as the previous night.

"Hmm, he's eager," he said as he hurried to the utility room with the bedclothes. 

Mary went to the door. After putting the machine on, Colin went to the lounge. Richard stood there holding Mary to him in a bear hug, tears rolling down his face. Colin walked up to him and slapped his back, Richard turned and grabbed Colin, forcing an "Ooommph" from him as he man hugged his brother tightly. He released Colin and returned to Mary, holding her less tightly, but now sobbing uncontrollably. They maneuvered him to a chair and he sat, face in his hands, his shoulders heaving.

After a while he recovered and began to sniff and search for a hankie. cleaning up he took the tea proffered by his big sister, nodding his thanks. Slowly he managed to tell them his story, outlining his life since his acrimonious divorce, following his adultery with his now ex girlfriend. 

Then he had a series of short flings until his latest girlfriend arrived. That now was over, and she had been less than honest with him it seemed. Far from love she just wanted his money, and having settled her credit card bill of some twenty five thousand pounds she had upped and left, leaving him a note and a nearly empty joint bank account.

Richard fished out the letter, which they read. It wasn't pleasant reading, basically she owned up to seeing him as a meal ticket and a way of unloading her debt. Now she had met a man who "satisfied" her in every way, far better than he had ever been able to manage; plus he was loaded and had a series of houses worldwide. Having given her his heart he was now torn to pieces, he finally admitted that his ex wife was right and he was led by his cock on this one.

Colin winced as he read the letter, she had spelt everything out in detail, from his average lovemaking to his small cock and lack of effort in oral sex. She hated the taste of his cum and had now found a man who could bring her to an earth shattering climax with his tongue, she said he had a prehensile tongue and she loved swinging on the end of it. Mary took Richards empty mug and sat with her arm round him, kissing his cheek and murmuring that it was ok and that there would be other women out there who would find him amazing and sexy. He nodded numbly, world in shit at his feet.

Lunch was subdued, Richard having no bounce, picking at the meal. Colin opened a bottle of beer and poured Richard a pint and Mary a half. Pouring himself one, he left the rest in the two litre bottle on the table. Sitting back down he raised his glass, they made a token gesture and took a large sip. Gradually as they worked on him, Richard began to cheer up slightly. He even made a few half-hearted jokes, which they giggled at and soon settled into the afternoon.

After the meal Colin and Richard washed up, during which Richard thanked him for allowing him to come and stay. Colin remarked that family were welcome anytime. Richard smiled and said he wished he was more like Colin and had found a girl as sweet as his sister to love and cherish. Colin smiled, and said unkindly he had, but had cheated on her. 

"Well yes I did, which was wrong, but we hadn't made love in fifteen years, we were just two friends sharing a house."

"Did you discuss it?"

"No!I don't have a way with words, I would have just added fuel to the fire, I suppose I should have tried harder, but with work and everything else, I buried it."

"Your sisters very worried about you you know."

"Yes I do, and I'm sorry to piss on your chips again."

"No worries matey, sort yourself out and I'm sure it will be ok."

"I always looked up to her you know, I had quite a crush on her at one stage."

"You're lucky to have an older sister, I had two older brothers and my childhood was a series of fights and bust ups, so enjoy being with her now."

"thanks bud, I owe you."

Colin slapped his arm and they man hugged, just as Mary came in.

"Hi you two seem to be getting a little close out here, am I interrupting?"

"No way sis, you're more my type than he is, I certainly wouldn't jump over you to get to him."

"Likewise, and in spades, we're just enjoying a man moment." 

Colin kissed Mary on the left cheek, as Richard kissed her right cheek. They all laughed and hugged, finishing up they went to the lounge to watch telly. Colin excused himself about an hour later and went to bed. He had to be up early next day for work. Locking up he went to bed and was fast asleep when Mary came up later. She undressed and climbed in next to him and placed an arm round his waist, he grunted and moved his backside into her lap, spooning. 

They both woke to the alarms annoying noise. His arm flailed around trying to find the off button, frustratingly he ended up sitting up to switch it off. Sighing he crawled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Showering and shaving he traipsed back to the bedroom and dressed half asleep in the dark. He breakfasted and left. He knew it would be a long day.

Work flew by and Colin suddenly found he was finished and earlier than he thought or had planned with Mary. He drove home in high spirits, pulling up onto the driveway behind Richards car. Leaping out her rummaged for his keys and opened the door. The lights were on, but no one appeared to be in. Confused he was about to shout when he heard moans and cries coming from their bedroom. Creeping upstairs he saw the light on in the bedroom, and two figures on their bed. Mary lay spreadeagled, naked and gasping, as an equally naked Richard lay between her legs eating her pussy.

"Oh my God, Richard, how could she leave you if you can make me feel like this, oh yessss, make me come baby brother, make me cum on your face."

Richards head bobbed up and down on her pussy, his tongue rigid riding along her slit from clit to vaginal opening. She widened her legs and her hands tried to pull him even closer. Colin felt his heartbeat rising and he was about to shout when he felt his prick tenting his trousers. Curious he stripped, neither aware of his presence, until Mary opened her eyes to see her husband lusting at her naked body spread on the bed. 




Brothers and Sisters



He was flushed and hard as a rock, standing by the bed. Richard sensing a problem, glanced over and his tongue moved off Mary's pussy, as he lay open mouth, tongue out and red faced, Mary sat up her mouth opening, but no words were coming out.

"Hello lover, who's the toy boy, oh your baby brother, bet he licks a mean pussy, well he must judging by the sounds I heard as I came in." 

Colin sat on the bed and looked at the bloom in his wifes cheeks. Smiling he touched her leg.

"Oh God I am so sorry Colin, it would take so long to explain, I had to do something to get his life back on track." she sobbed, but Colin just stroked her leg, and smiled.

"Well we'd better let him finish then hadn't we. But on one condition, I get to suck his cock as well."

Richards eyebrows nearly left his forhead, "Whaat! you want to suck my cock? No fucking way that is just too weird!"

"You're eating your sisters pussy, and that's not weird, but if I want to suck your cock, that's weird. Hmm, seems like you don't have a lot of choice do you, or should I just call the police. My first idea seems a fair share to me."

"I couldn't suck yours!" he said aggressively,

"Did I ask you too? No the arrangement is you lick and suck your sister, I lick and suck you."

"Mmm Col can I lick and suck you then?" Mary said grinning.

"I think we can agree on that, but later honey."

"OK let's do it!" 

Mary lay back and Richard shrugged and turned so Colin could see his semi hard uncut cock and balls. Reaching out Colin gently held Richards cock, stroking it and feeling it harden. Leaning down he watched as the foreskin slid over the bulbous crown and roll back as he gently pumped the meat in his fist. He let his tongue touch the tip, hearing Richard gasp. he slid his hand further down the shaft and pumped from the base as his lips slid over his brothers cock head. He slid his other hand to Richards balls and felt their weight in his palm, loving the feel of the hairy sac balanced in his hand. 

Richard moaned and dropped his head into Mary's pussy, extending his tongue and resuming his lapping of her clit and slit. Colin was beginning to enjoy the feel of the cock in his mouth and sucked in more as his tongue twirled over and round it. Richards hips thrust involuntary, sending his cock deeper into Colin#s mouth. 

Richard sped up his ministrations on Mary's pussy, she moaned and Colin remembered her request, he slid his body so his cock was nearer to her face. Her hand quickly gripped his cock and stroked it, circling her fingers she began to pump it, gripping harder on the upthrust. But her head was back on the pillow, not looking for his cock.

Richard was now thrusting harder into Colin's mouth, the pleasure building as his tongue wandered over his sisters sweet sex. Grunting into her slit he felt his climax coming.

"I'm cumming, I'm going to cummmmmmmmmmmmm!" he shot six or seven spurts into Colin's mouth. 

Colin felt the first spurt hit the roof of his mouth and sucked harder, feeling his mouth fill with his brothers ejaculate. He sucked and tongued his cock, swallowing his cum. Richards hips spasmed as he continued to climax. Driving his face into his sisters pussy, his tongue pushing as far as possible into her vagina, his nose grinding against her clit. She thrashed and moaned as the climaxes thundered through her body. The fact it was her brother doing it and his cock was in her husbands mouth added to the pleasure. 

Her hips lifted her off the mattress trying to push her cunt into her brothers face. Finally spent they collapsed on the bed, gasping, chests heaving, silent. Colin sat and savoured the taste of cum and the sensation of sucking another mans uncut cock. He himself was circumcised so an uncut cock was a rare sight for him. Having it in his mouth and holding it was an unconscious fantasy.

As Richard rolled away from his sister, Colin moved between her legs and pushed his hard cock into her open wet entrance, thrusting in he came in seconds, falling to his side of the bed satisfied.

They lay on the bed for ages, too spent to move, talk or even think. Finally Colin sat up.

"We have a lot to talk about, but maybe after something to eat, we have to sort this out."

The other two nodded, Mary's hand rubbing his thigh. Richard still panting and head down nodded. He went to move, but Colin grabbed his wrist and pulled him back on to the bed. 

"Oh no you don't, you stay here with me and your sister, I've a feeling this is not something either one of us wants to give up." he said, rubbing Richards back.

Later as they cleared the dishes away and loaded the dishwasher, Colin wanted to know if this was the first time for them, or had they been so close in their life before they left home. Richard coloured and admitted that they had fooled around as children, then as teenagers had practised kissing each other to get some experience before finding a girlfriend or boyfriend. 

They had never had sex, but had a few handjobs they'd shared. Mary admitted to Colin that she used to get Richard to bring her off after she had met him, as they weren't having sex yet, but she got so horny when they messed around. Colin laughed, Richard grinned.

Later they lay in bed, all three, one man either side of Mary, she held their dicks and gently wanked them, Colin's hand on her pussy, finger in her vagina, thumb nuzzling her clit, whilst Richard, played with her tits, squeezing, rolling and teasing her. As she reached her second or third orgasm, her hands moved quicker until both men were bucking under her, pushing back the duvet with her feet, she watched both men shoot spurts of cum into the air, laughing as it dropped back down onto their belly's and groins. 

They found tissues and cleaned up. pulling the duvet back over then turning so they spooned. Richards cock nestled between her cheeks resting by her anus, she wiggled as the last drips of his spunk dribbled onto her. Her hand snaked round Colin and held his stubby wrinkled cock and balls.

Saturday morning peace was shattered by the telephone ringing. Colin half awake picked up the receiver.

"Hello, who, what, wait a sec". He sat up put the phone to his other ear, "right go again, oh! sorry, Jo! no we were just waking up anyway. What, Oh no, I am so sorry, when, Oh sis, that's terrible. Yes of course you can, no it's not a problem. Well yes you can, no, look Mary's brother Richard is here too. Yes, yes, him, no it's not a problem. OK, OK see you later, bye, bye."

"S'wrong?" said Mary bleary eyed, Richard sat up and yawned.

"Looks like we have a problem Houston, Jo's just found a note from Pete, he's left her, she was on a course and got back at two am this morning, she sounds desperate and wants to come over and stay. She obviously doesn't want to be on her own at the moment. I said yes." Colin looked at Mary and Richard.

"I'll go, I can be up and out in about thirty min..."

"Oh no you don't, you're staying, she'll need someone who she can relate too, someone who's had a similar experience and knows how she feels. You are now counselor in chief, OK."

"OK, what about..."

Mary moved a hand to his mouth,

"We can take care of the details later, Jo's very special, I love her as much as I do you. You could be the one person to connect with her and I agree with Colin, now we better clean up and open some windows, it stinks in here." 

Pushing the duvet away she pushed Richard off the bed, then stepping round him went to the bathroom. Richard looked over at Colin, saw his prick twitching and grinned.

"You'll have to wait til later, I'm off to shower." He stood up and his rock hard cock bounced from side to side as he strode out.

"Spoilsport, you're just like your sister, you big cockteaser," Colin shouted, heard Richard laugh, the bathroom door open then Mary's shriek. He hauled himself off the bed and padded into the bathroom, Mary was wrapped in a towel and Richard stood in the shower stall.

"Did he do this to you?" said Colin and turned the hot tap on full at the basin.

"SHIIIIIITTTTTTTTT!" came Richards voice from the shower as the water instantly ran cold. 

They laughed as Colin turned the tap off again. Minutes later Richard came out the shower and Colin walked in, waited and sure enough freezing cold water cascaded down, shrinking his cock and pulling his ball sac up into his groin.

"Goose and gander!" shouted Richard, they all laughed.

Later after breakfast they heard a car outside, then the doorbell rang and Colin went to answer it. Jo jumped into his arms, burying her head in his chest and cried, he helped her inside, as Richard passed by and went to her car to get her bags. Colin patted his back as he passed in thanks. Bending he picked his little sister up effortlessly and took her into the lounge. He held and soothed her, kissing her hair covered forehead. Slowly she calmed, her sobs becoming gasps, then silences as her chest heaved in and out. Finally, she snuffled into a tissue and was quiet.

"Sit down baby sis, come on that's it, ok?"

She nodded, but continued to dab her eyes with the tissue, finally calm, she accepted a coffee from Mary and sat round, to see three pairs of eyes on her, each looking upset and anxious to see her so broken hearted. She sipped the coffee and murmured, "good", smiling at Mary.

Eventually she told them what had happened. She and Pete had both been working very hard, hardly spending time together at home, so their relationship was becoming quite distant. However she loved Pete and thought he loved her too. Pete however in the course of his work, had met someone who he felt attracted to. 

They had spent time working together, which became time spent together outside working hours, staying at the same hotel, etc, etc, etc. Until one evening, a little drunk, a little horny, they ended up in someone's room and bingo, earth movement, flashing lights, bells and whistles. 

Pete tried to tell Jo but she was never at home when he was and vice-versa. In the end he had written her a six page letter on A4 paper explaining why he wasn't coming home anymore, packed his bags, hired a transit van, took half the furniture and had taken off to join his lover.

Jo sat silent, finished, spent, exhausted. Richard sat beside her and took her hand. He slowly went over his own break ups then putting an arm round her, pulled her gently into his chest,

"I am so sorry this has happened to you, I have only seem you a few times, but you were always so kind and gracious. The fool doesn't know what he's given up. I think that you are too lovely to be on your own for too long. You wait when word gets out you're on your own again they'll be queues outside your door. You'll be beating them off with a stick."

He kissed her cheek, and tears fell from his eyes.

"Oh My God, you are so nice, even in your own pain you care for other people. I just hope you find another, nicer, kinder woman to share your life."

"I have, but she married your big brother." Richard said smiling. Colin laughed and held Mary's hand.

"Richard, can we go somewhere to talk, much as I love my brother, this is beyond his experience." Jo smiled and grinned at Colin. He shrugged his shoulders. Richard, released Jo and stood.

"Sure, look, ahhm, at the risk of upsetting everyone, I put your bags in the spare room with mine, why don't we go and unpack and we can talk, is that alright?"

"I thought you got here last night?"

"I did, but I didn't exactly have time to unpack, but now is the time." He made an encompassing gesture with his arms. 

Feeling slightly foolish, as he saw everyone grinning, he laughed and turned to go out the door. Jo stood and followed. They disappeared upstairs. Colin pulled Mary to his side and kissed her fiercely. She hugged him and responded by grabbing the cheeks of his arse and squeezing them tightly.

In the spare room, Jo looked at the bed, pristine and obviously not slept in. She saw the two sets of bags set at the end of the bed. She looked at Richard, who sighed and ran his hand over his face,

"It's a very long story and you probably don't want to know right now, you have enough on your plate." He ran his hand through his hair.

"Try me, so where did you sleep last night?"

"With your brother and my sister."

"Why?"

"Now this is where it could get a little bit complicated." he said and sat on the bed. Jo sat beside him,

"Tell me, tell me everything."

Richard then went over the previous days events and watched as Jo's eyes grew wider and wider, her hand went to her mouth as he described Colin sucking his dick, whilst he went down on his sister. Her face was beetroot red and she grinned as he told how how it had felt.

"OH GOD! no way, tell me this is a huge joke and you slept on the sofa?"

"I could but I would be lying," Richard said, laughing and slapping his knee.

"Can't believe it happened but it did and to tell the truth, I really enjoyed it." he flushed again and looked at her. She grinned and nodded.

"What?"

"Colin and I, well we, messed about a bit, before he left home, we sort of played Doctors and Nurses, except both of us were tiny. It was a lot of fun," she looked at the floor "I wish that was now, not then." 

Richard put his arm round her and cuddled her close, 

"Jo it will be alright you see, things will work out, you're too young to be lonely. Someone will come along and rescue you."

Jo laughed and slapped his chest, then hugged him again,

"You idiot, life's not a fairy tale, there's no white knight on a steed waiting for me."

"Listen Snow White, you keep waiting, your Prince Charming is out there."

"If only. Now more practically, how are we managing the sleeping arrangements?"

"Well you sleep here, I'll slep on the sofa downstairs, it's not a problem."

"Aren't you sharing a bed with our elders?"

"No I thought about it, as great as it was, I think it should rest now." He grinned and kissed her forehead.

"Anyway, I gotta go and look for my own princess, before the seven dwarves get her."

Downstairs, Colin and Mary listened to the mumbles and laughter, Colin raised an eyebrow, Mary nodded and winked. Soon they heard the two of them coming downstairs. Talking and laughing, they walked into the lounge, and stood waiting for Colin and Mary to say something.

"Well all sorted upstairs?" said Colin, feeling Mary's hand tap his hip.

"Yes and no, Richard says he'll sleep on the sofa, but it doesn't seem fair. By the way he's fessed up to your antics last night. Wish I'd been there, I'd like a piece of my Brother, and Mary has a nice body too." She giggled and danced on the spot.

"What the hell does that mean?" Colin growled.

"Oh come on Brother of mine, you used to check out my arse when I was a teenager, just as much as I tried to see that package in your trousers. Duh! why do you think I wore tight shorts and dropped so many things. I got really moist watching that monster grow in your trousers." She looked at his crotch and he felt his cock hardening. 

Richards eyebrows shot up and Mary giggled, Colin tried to think of something else until he felt Mary's hand rub his trouser front, checking on the size of it. He winced and tried to adjust himself, but failed miserably only making it more noticeable.

"I just thought you were clumsy and it was because you'd had a growth spurt." he said weakly.

"Oh Colin! you twat. I was teasing you, that's why I didn't wear a bra all summer, that's why I left my door open when I was changing; that monster really captured my imagination. That's why I teased you with my body, I wanted to see that dick so badly. I wanted to see that gorgeous prick of yours and brother, to see if it was worth the wait." she grinned at Mary who was laughing heartily.

"Actually, it looks better than Pete's in truthfulness, well from what I can see." she said wistfully.

"OK troops what's the plan of campaign? eat in, eat out, takeaway?"

"Jo can choose, she can make our minds up." said Richard grinning. 

"OK, a snack at lunchtime, meal in tonight, I want to cook and I want Richard to be my sous chef, and he can tell me all about his childhood with Mary." she clapped her hands and they all laughed.

Late in the afternoon, Jo and Richard left to shop, leaving Mary and Colin at home.

"Want to talk?" 

"Yes, to apologise for yesterday, I should have talked it through with you before bedding my little brother."

"No harm done, all sorted, but it was hell of a surprise, not to say a real turn on seeing you naked with a man licking your pussy. You looked so exciting and excited. He's not spoilt you for me has he?"

"No way, I love it when you go down on me, he's good, but you're better."

"thanks."

"What was it like sucking his cock?"

"I really enjoyed it thanks, it was so unreal and yet, it was so exciting and naughty."

"Would you do it again?"

"Meaning am I getting a taste for cock? well yes I would, but only with you there."

"Good, by the way I owe you a blow job, maybe later huh?"

"Or maybe now while the kids are out." he asked cheekily.

"A sneaky 69 then?" She offered.

"Done, race you!" he pulled at the belt of his jeans as she pulled her blouse over her head without unbuttoning it. They quickly stripped and moved to each other kissing and tonguing as they closed in together. Laying down they quickly found each others genitals and slurped away. Just then the door opened and Jo walked in,

"Sorry I forgo.. AHHHHHH!" she screamed as her brother and sister ate each other out with feeling. At the screech they stopped and fell apart looking up at Jo from the floor. Richard rushed in worried by Jo's scream. His eyes widened and he laughed heartily.

"Bugger me! you guys are quick off the mark, we haven't even got the car unlocked," he smirked, drinking in the sight of his sister laid out on the floor, naked, legs wide apart.

Meanwhile Jo stared openly at her big brother, his erection slippery with Marys saliva, she licked her lips unconsciously thinking of how it would taste.

"I.. I ... I...," she murmured, looking in pure lust at the scene in front of her, shrugging her shoulders and letting her mouth fall open, mentally feeling Colin's prick entering it.

"Aye Aye, I think poor Jo's a bit cock-eyed at the moment, come on Jo follow your Uncle Richard, let's leave the grownups to play." 

Richard placed his hands on her arms behind her elbows and turned her away towards the front door, her head turned laser locked on her brother. Richard stopped and released her, she walked back in the room, kneeling beside her brother. Her hand came out to his prick and she circled it in her fist. She slowly pumped it, as the others watched in fascination.

She bent down and slipped the head into her mouth gasping involuntary as the taste and feel of it reached her brain. She slowly moved her lips up and down his short stubby shaft, her hand slipping down to cuddle his balls, Within a minute Colin began to pant and gasp as he felt the eruption building in his balls. Suddenly he shouted,

"I'm cumming, cumming, Oh God, I'm cummmmmmmmmiiinnnnngggggggggggg," He jerked his hips, thrusting his cock into Jo's mouth as he spurted into her. 

She gagged and snorted, cum dripping out her nose and dribbling from her lips. Colin thrust on in the grips of a massive orgasm. He lay back spent as Jo sat back on her heels then feel onto her backside, face flushed, cum hanging from her nostrils and spilling out her mouth. 

Mary rolled forward, as Richard grabbed a box of tissues from the coffee table. He pulled a couple out and placed them over Jo's nose, she blew gratefully, ejecting her brothers cum into it. Mary reached up to Jo and cuddled her, as Richard gently wiped the rest of the cum from her mouth and chin.




Brothers and Sisters



"Oh Jo, are you OK?" Mary asked, kissing her cheek and pulling her close.

"Sorry, so sorry, I .. I just had to taste it, I've always wanted to taste it, I like it, although there was a lot there, I'm so sorry." she began to cry. 

Mary hugged her tight and said it was all ok. Richard meanwhile handed Colin a tissue to wipe himself. Colin nodded his thanks and rolled onto his hands and knees before standing and dressing. Mary picked herself and Jo up and herded her out the door, taking her upstairs to the main bedroom.

"I'll put the kettle on then," said Richard, slipping his coat off and going out to the hall. He went to the kitchen and boiled the kettle, returning with two mugs of coffee, handing one to Colin.

"Cheers." he said taking a sip,

"Thanks," said Colin, sitting in the armchair he claimed as his own. "Blimey that came as a surprise I can tell you."

"You looked suitably shocked," 

"Shocked isn't the word, wow!"

"I hope she's going to be ok, I like your little sister, she's a nice girl, she's been shat on though."

"Meaning me?"

"No her dipshit husband you wally."

"OK, look I never gave her cause to think.. you know I've never ever hinted that I was..."

"I know, sometimes it just happens, well shit you know that."

"yeah, how are you by the way."

"OK, actually I was thinking about what happened and well, umm well, ok hands up, I actually really enjoyed being blown by you."

"Thanks, sorry I was just curious to see what it was like, and I enjoyed it too."

They grinned at each other, then laughed out loud, just as Jo and Mary appeared in the doorway. Mary had a tee shirt and jeans on, but from the sag oft her breasts it was noticeable she had no bra on. Jo had taken her coat off and came and sat on the arm of Colin's chair. She leaned back as he put his arm round her. Mary sat on Richards lap, wiggling slightly to make herself comfortable.

"So what's all the hilarity?"

"Well we've both just admitted we enjoyed the BJ I gave Richard yesterday."

"Hmm, so are you aiming to put us girls out of a job?"

"Well after some experiences you may not want to again anyway."

"If you're referring to me Big Brother, then the answers "Yes I do", although probably not with you, but it has possibilities."

"Ohhh, game girl, may I ask if I was your first?"

"As if, probably my oldest, but not my first by a long way."

"Cheeky monkey, oldest, really?"

"If you discount Dad and Grandad!"

"Really!!" Colin jaw dropped open,

"No stupid it was a joke! yes you are my oldest and nastiest blow job, by a country mile."

"I apologise for the explosion but you really made my nuts boil over, no disrespect Mary, but that was a superb blow job by any stretch of the imagination."

They sat and chatted some more before Richard and Jo went off to the shops. Mary and Colin cuddled on the chair and the day wore on. Late in the afternoon Richard phoned to say they would be late back and not to worry about food for them. 

About eleven thirty a car pulled up outside and Jo and Richard crept in, locked up and quietly tiptoed upstairs. Colin and Mary gave them fifteen minutes, waiting for Richard to go downstairs with his bedding, finally they guessed he wasn't going. They both went to the spare bedroom, they heard mumbled speech and tapped and entered the room. The small bedside light was on and Richard and Jo were sat on the bed, naked. 

"Hi family, what gives?"

"Oh we just thought we'd check you're ok!"

"Yes just making sure you're comfy, enough pillows, bedding, that sort of thing, you know?"

"Yeah we know, you're checking on us like we're teenagers, you're so funny, but in a very nice way."

"Thanks, ok, but seriously, you're both ok?"

"We are, we've had a great day really, been amazing."

"Sure has and good company, some laughs and a good meal, mhh, huh, we're just about pooped, so we thought we'd hit the sack and start again in the morning."

"Do you need help, with the bedding?" Colin pointed to the pile of bedding on the large wicker chair in the corner of the room.

"No Bro, Rich is going to share this bed with me, tonight, are you OK with that?"

"Well it's none of our business, you're an adult, well you both are..."

"Dear, you're rambling again. Goodnight you two, sleep well."

Mary dragged Colin out the room, and they heard them mumbling together as they went to bed,

"Are you sure about this?" Richard said, walking round to the righthand side of the bed."

"Yes and no!"

"Oh, yes what and no why?"

"Yes to you sharing with me, but no to you sleeping that side, that's my side."

"I always sleep this side,"

"Well treat yourself and try something a little different."

"That side?"

"Oh Yeah! that side."

"Well you could try that side,"

"Oh no, I really love this side."

"But have you tried that side?"

"No because I want this side."

"But I'm older and frailer, so I should get this side."

"But I want to sleep this side."

"Do we need bunk beds?"

"No just some slack and understanding."

"I know I was just joshing with you."

"I know 'cos so was I."

They climbed into bed and the light went off. they spooned and soon were fast asleep. During the night Richards arm came round Jo and his hand found hers, they clasped hands and slept on.

They woke as Mary put her head round the door, they were still spooning and had their hands joined. Jo smiled and held Richards hand tightly. Mary grinned and whispered "Alright", Jo nodded and Mary backed out closing the door.

"Hi sleepy head, sleep well?"

"Mmmm sure did, you?"

"Out like a light, this is nice, I haven't woken up in a cuddle for a long time."

"Yeah feels good, must do this more often."

"Cards on the table?"

"OK!"

"Since my divorce I've had a series of short awful relationships and I've been shafted each time, I don't want to go around again, and..."

"Yes?"

"I really do not want to hurt you, or be hurt by you, because of our relationship in the family."

"So?"

"So why after only twenty four hours am I completely and totally head over heels in love with you?"

"Hmmm, I see your problem Doctor! From my perspective, twenty four hours ago, you were the enemy, every man-bastard I've been with has let me down, because I haven't been able to be the special girl they want, so equally I'm not into more pain now, but..."

"Yes Doctor?"

"I am inclined to think the same way as you, and I am shit-scared of doing it all over again."

"So we have the same problem with relationships, and we both want the same side of the bed, OK. Promises then, no pedestals, no rose tinted spectacles, no lies, no nonsense?"

"I Promise,"

"I Promise."

"I want to say I love you!"

"Look me in the eye and say it!"

Richard turned over and kissed Jo's lips gently.

"Jo I love you."

"Rich I love you too."

There was a tap at the door,

"Go Away!" they shouted together then laughed.

"No come in, it's OK." Jo said, as they grinned at each other.

Colin came in with two mugs of tea, setting one each side on the small bedside chests.

"You all OK?"

"Yes thanks big brother, I am fine and dandy, but we need to talk."

"I'll go shower, I'll only come back in if the doors open, OK," Richard bent and kissed Jo's lips gently. She nodded.

He got up and patted Colin arm as he left.

"Wow, my little sister and my brother, who'd a thunk it."

"He's nice, very nice, leave him alone. Look Col, I'm sorry about yesterday, I was just mesmerised by your cock, I shouldn't have sucked you off, but I needed to know what you tasted and felt like, it was nice, messy but nice. I don't need any more complications in my life right now. I want you and Mary to know, that it won't happen again and I don't want any awkwardness between us because of it, and that's how I feel."

"Well, I'm as guilty as you little sis and despite the fact it was an awesome blowjob, you're right it can't happen again, well not without Mary's consent and presence. I know you're a bit.. strung out at the moment, but Mary and I are here for you, if and when you need us." He patted her hand and smiled. 

Sitting up, Jo kissed him on the lips, very sisterly, then hugged him to her. there was a tap at the door, 

"Come in," Jo said still hugging Colin.

Mary came in followed by Richard, Jo still hugged Colin.

"OK, what have we here then, a little familial hugfest, did you sleep well Jo?" said Mary grinning and finding Richards hand.

"Oh yeah, your brother is a real gentlemen, really, wow. I feel so much better. My turn for the shower. Jo released Colin and he sat back, as she slipped out of bed, kissed Mary on her cheek and Richard on the lips. She bounced out the door towards the bathroom. Mary felt something nudging her thigh and looking down saw the tent in Richards towel. He glanced down and reddened, trying to move back. Colin saw and laughed.

"Wow, my little sis's put a bounce in your day already."

"She's great and please don't say I told you, but we didn't have sex last night."

"Should we be pleased or commiserate?"

"Look, we both enjoy being together, but our lives are in shit town at the moment, this has been a great forty eight hours, but.. it's early doors yet and we just don't want to get hurt again, or hurt each other, or you two."

"Don't worry about us little brother, we're ok, solid, you know that."

"Yeah well we don't want to shit on your doorstep OK, there isn't going to be anything that means you guys have a problem with us."

"Rich, what will be will be, you guys need to make your own way, whatever it takes ok. This house, our home will be there for either of you whatever."

"I don't want you to have to take sides, if it comes down to it, make sure Jo is OK, I can wing it, no worries."

"What was that?" Jo stood in the doorway a towel round her hair and another round her shoulders.

"I just want to be sure you can have somewhere to go, to be safe if.. If you need too."

"So you just think your sister is going to be happy knowing if anything goes tits up I can come here but you can't?"

"Yes, that way..."

"No!, no way, you belong here as much as I do, We both came here because we felt safe, I can't do that again if it means you can't either."

"I don't want to hurt you, I know we both know how that feels, but I can't do this if you can't be safe."

"I can be safe with you!"

"I.. I.. I don't know what to say, I am so scared of fucking this up, I bet I just fuck it up anyway."

"Don't you think that's how I feel? Shit I am so scared of committing, not committing, I just don't know which way to turn."

"Rich, Jo, we're going to leave now, you need to talk to each other, this is just your own private business, not ours."

Colin and Mary backed out the room, closing the door and sighing as they held hands and went to their bedroom.

"I love you Jo, and I am so scared of hurting or losing you. I don't understand how or why, I only know that I want to be with you forever, mad as it seems, I can't let you go."

"Rich, before yesterday I wanted to die, I thought my life was over, but somehow, you make it seem worthwhile, this is crazy, I'm not a teenager, but my heart is pounding. I love you like I don't know how, why is that?"

"Look could it be were in some kind of rebound thing, like clinging to something, anything to make life seem worth living?"

"Is that how you feel?"

"No, God no! But I.. it, I don't know, I just want all the hurt to stop and yesterday afternoon and last night it stopped and you were there. You were kind and beautiful and you made me happy and it was just perfect."

"I know, that's how I felt, well you're sort of handsome not beautiful, but that's exactly how I felt."

They sat side by side on the bed, touching at the shoulders. Leaning towards each other they kissed, softly, deeply, passionately, arms coming round to hold each other. they moved round and lay side by side, holding each other. Fifteen minutes later they slowly parted and sat up, grinning, them hugged each other.

"Shall we get some breakfast and then decide what to do?" 

"Good idea, what'll I wear?"

"Hmmm, ok, shirt and jeans, shit you could wear a bin liner and you'd look sensational."

"No pedestals!"

"Not a pedestal, bloody truth."

"I love you."

"I love you too, truth."

"Truth."

Nine months later...

"There here," shouted Mary as she opened the door to Richard and Jo. They hugged as Colin trudged through from the kitchen. More hugs, then everyone went into the lounge. Jo's divorce had come through two months ago and she and Richard were planning a wedding.

"So how goes it?"

"Nightmare, Rich and I have come to a decision, we want to just go to a Registry Office or somewhere and just do it, but we want you two to be our witnesses."

"Would you do that Sis? Col?"

"Ok sure, whatever, it's your decision, when?"

"OK well, it's a bit of a big ask, but can you come with us to the Conference Centre at Oakwood."

"When?"

"Err now, well two o'clock today."

"What!!"

"Seriously?"

"Yes Big Brother, very seriously, very, very three months gone seriously!"

"What!! No way, Oh I am so happy for you." Mary said and burst into tears.

Colin grabbed Richard in a hug,

"Well done mate, well done, after all this time you're going to be a Dad."

Mary hugged Jo and cried on her shoulder. Jo hugged Mary and tears ran down her face.

"Wow Sis that's the best news ever, well except for you two getting together, finally an Uncle, Yes!" Colin punched the air.

Mary giggled and apologised for the tears, Richard hugged her and she started again,

Champagne!" shouted Colin and went into the utility room, Jo followed.

Colin picked up a bottle of fizz and turned to see Jo standing there, lips trembling,

"I am so frightened Big Brother, so very frightened, me a mum!" she burst into tears as Colin wrapped his arms round her.

"I don't know why but I am scared to death. I don't want to let anyone down especially Richard, he's been an absolute brick, a real angel to me. I want to be the best for him, help me Big Brother, please."

"Jo there's nothing you need to do except be yourself, anyone can see he's besotted by you, look at him, he adores you. Any baby you two have will be so loved up it's frightening. Whatever else, you two are the most loving, grounded people I have ever known. You'll be brilliant, a mum in a million, I still can't get over this, my little sis, preggers. Mum and Dad would have been so proud of you."

"Really?"

"Really."

Jo smiled and they wandered back into the lounge. Mary sat on Richards lap and they were laughing. 

"Glasses," said Mary springing up and going to the unit, dragging out four big glasses., Colin twisted the cork out, then poured. They held their glasses up.

"To Family, to the new baby and to Jo and Richard." Colin announced, they each took a sip, Jo then handed her glass to Richard. 

"Just a sip, I'm off booze for the time being."

"Shame!"

"Not really, sex is more fun sober."

"Are you two still.."

"Of course, weren't you?"

"No they said it could harm the baby."

"Hah! now they say, nah! get on with it, and you can go all the way."

"Well except in the delivery suite, they often get quite picky about it."

"So boy or girl?"

"We don't know, we've asked them not to tell us. The Hospital knows but we won't till the little one pops out."

"Good, I like surprises."

"I've had all the tests and everything's clear, so we've just got to wait now."

"A new life, a new chapter,"

"I'll drink to that."