0 comments/ 247591 views/ 68 favorites En Dag Tilbage By: akbashev I got the idea for this story from a song by a Danish Rock/ Rap group, Nik & Jay. It didn't take me as long as any other story has ever taken...two weeks, a record for me and a good story. I read it over and over again, wondering if I should submit it and I have finally made the decision to release it, I know it's long but stick with it, it's full of honest love and all of that, not so much as sex but still a good one. If it makes you cry at the end or at least feel something, that's good because it made me, and I'm a tough guy. I took the girl's point of view, so you know it's going to have some good thought in it, and I'm just like that even though I usually take the guy's point of view. So, uh, enjoy it, leave some feedback and your e-mail address if you would like to discuss it or ask questions...good comments are welcome and bad well, whatever. ************ En Dag Tilbage (One Day Left) What would you do if you had one day left? Well, if you were anything like my brother you would do everything...including your sister. My brother, Ben, was in and out of hospitals since he was seven years old. I never saw much of him except when he would come home on rare occasions to get another stuffed animal for comfort. I was honestly afraid of him, but he would always smile at me when he saw me, giving me the large grin with his bald head from all of the chemotherapy, the tubes sticking out of his nose made me imagine him as a monster, the deepening "HUH!" sound he would make every time he would take a breath only enhanced my imagination. I would try to help him when he was home and we would play together when we could, I went to go see him in the hospital only eight times out of his countless visits, everything made me uncomfortable. The smell of antiseptic, the smell of cleanliness, and the stark whiteness of that plain and sterile place. I told my parents, who said it was all right. I stayed home all the time and almost forgot I even had a brother. When the doctor told him that almost all of the cancer was gone from his body, he came home excitedly, and tried to talk to me, but everything was still so uncomfortable, so I tried to avoid him. He celebrated his sixteenth birthday alone, just home from the hospital and hadn't made any friends that were out of the hospital, I watched from the fortress of my room as my parents cheered for him as he blew out his candles. I would emerge from my room only three times a day and all three times I was getting food. He didn't say anything when he saw me as if he knew my uneasiness around him, but soon his hair grew back and he was just like a normal person again, he wasn't the sick and feeble young boy, I had known clad only in a hospital gown, but he always had a smile on his face. We started High school together but he was in a grade lower than mine was, even though he was around the same age as I was. He didn't complain though, and still had the biggest smile on his face whenever he saw me in the hallway. Sometimes he would just smile at me and pass if it was very crowded, but if it weren't, he would strike up a conversation, asking me if I had a boyfriend yet. The answer was always no, until I was in my senior year of high school. I met Dan and we dated for a little while until I caught him making fun of my brother, even though I didn't know much about my own brother, I still felt the urge to stick up for him, I dumped him in front of everyone and he called me a crazy bitch but I didn't care. I wondered why I had stuck up for him and knew that if he wasn't there I would still be dating Dan, and everything would be normal, instead of always having to make sure he was all right, sometimes I even wished I had another family, but I quickly stopped, shocked by my coldness. It wasn't his fault that this had happened to him, it was nobody's fault, just the luck of life I suppose. When I was a couple of weeks away from graduating High school, my brother got sick again, almost worse than before. My parents rushed him to the doctor and they did too many tests to remember and on one sunny Saturday in April, they announced that he had cancer again. It had spread to his brain and was inoperable unless they wanted him to live with major brain damage or even die on the operating table. My parents didn't know what to do and spoke to Ben, who said he was tired of operations and made the final decision to die. Only he didn't know he would die at the time, he didn't feel terrible but said he had a dull ache in his head a couple of times a day and then it would go away. The doctor gave him four months to live, which my parents rejected before when they had heard it before when he had cancer the first time and the doctor said he would only have two months but he lived. Our parents took him home and told him that he didn't have to go to school anymore unless he chose to. Of course trying to be normal teenager, he was excited and withdrew from school. I, on the other hand, stayed to graduate. I had worked hard for thirteen long years and was not ready to give up. --------------- "Can I come in?" Ben knocked on my door and stuck his little head inside; still clad in the large smile he had had almost all of his life. "Sure." I replied as I turned a page in my biology book. I had memorized all I could before the final exams for the next day and was exhausted and wanted to go to sleep but Ben seemed troubled and I wanted to be nice. "Well, I was thinking..." Ben stopped and flopped down on my bed, picked up one of my stuffed animals and smiled. "I remember when I gave you this for your ninth birthday...I found it in one of the hospital rooms...someone had left it behind when they left...you told me that you would never let it go and would love it forever." He turned it over in his hands then made it do a little dance that brought a little grin to my face. "You still have him." He said as he made it dance. "Yeah, please put Mr. Stickles down." I said flatly, the smile leaving my face. "Mr. Stickles?" He said with a curious look. "Yes, Mr. Stickles." I snatched it from his grasp and set him down on my pillow. "All right, all right...sorry." He said looking dismal at my intense emotion I had just expressed for nothing but a stuffed animal. "Anyway, I was...wondering...who are you going to the prom with?" "No one...now that I broke up with Dan." I said as I turned back to my desk and closed my book angrily and hard so that it made a loud THUD! "Oh, hey, I've got an idea...why don't we go together?" Ben was unfazed by my anger and kept the stupid grin on his face "Let's not...we're brother and sister...it would just be too weird." I replied rudely, I could instantly see the disappointment in his face, and his dismay, the grin disappeared for once in his life probably and he looked down at his feet. He hadn't had a girlfriend in his life and never probably ever kissed a girl. I felt a little sorry for him because he would be so lonely and being eighteen years old and a virgin at that, I knew that many girls had sex for the first time on prom night and I myself was a virgin, I was counting on Dan to take my virginity, but now he and my virginity were completely out of the question. "Well, wait...we don't have to go out to the prom, we could...have it right here." I replied quickly, too quickly and I regretted my hasty decision. "Really?" I knew I was too far in to back out now so I only nodded. "All right! I'm...I have to go get a tuxedo...and you have to...oh my God!" It was like my simple answer had overwhelmed him. "Calm down! Calm down!" I said as I put my hands up to stop him, I didn't want him to have that health problem again or pee all over my floor, because he was so excited. It was actually a little funny to me, but I hid my smile beneath the dark exterior of my heart, too afraid to show emotion for him, and then to see something bad happen. "I'm all right...oh God! I'll see you later, I have to go get ready!" "Hey, prom isn't until next week!" I shouted behind him but he was already gone. I shut my door and wondered what kind of trouble I had just gotten myself in to. ------------- My mother's friend came over and measured both of us for our clothes we would wear that night. My parents were so proud of me and told me that I was doing a nice thing for Ben. I shrugged and couldn't believe I was going through with this...a prom with my own brother! I must've been pretty desperate to go with my brother but if I was doing something nice for him I though it wasn't as bad as I had thought. My dress was more of a summer pattern then the black I had originally wanted, but the colors were nice, it made me look like I was a lesbian going to the prom with all the rainbow colors though. My parents worked hard preparing the living room for our dance floor, a disco ball they had rented for the occasion, a circular table with a green tablecloth, and the decorations. When it was finally finished, our parents took pictures of us individually; I didn't smile in mine. Then they finally left us alone, no more pictures, and thanking me for doing this for Ben. I walked to the living room and saw Ben standing in front of the table with his hands behind his back. I avoided his gaze and walked to my seat. Ben however, rushed forward and pulled the chair out for me, Dan had never done that for me before when we were on a date, he would sit in one chair and I would have to do almost everything on my own. I still didn't look at him as he rushed back to his place and sat down in his chair. The candles flickered across his face and he reached forward and took the napkin off of my food. Macaroni and cheese. I looked at it and then Ben, who nodded. He had made it by himself. "I'm...uh...sorry that I couldn't make you something better." He said regretfully and stirred his macaroni and cheese. "Remember when Mom said she had burned the cake?" I nodded and remembered my Mom burning a cake for the first time since I was about three years old earlier in the day. "That...that was me." I chuckled a little, so what if he couldn't cook, no problem. "No problem, so you can't cook, not many people really can, especially their first time." I looked at him and smiled, he smiled back and then he asked me if I wanted to dance. I sighed, shrugged and stood up. He took my hand gently and led me to our impromptu dance floor. The first song was a fast one and he danced a little awkward, but about halfway through the song he built up more courage and danced better. "I didn't know you could dance like this!" I said in amazement. "Oh yeah, you remember Estella? From the hospital?" Estella was Ben's personal nurse, she was there for anything he needed but she had to be at least forty years older than him and the first time I saw her, she moved like an old woman. "She taught me how to move, I know how to do the foxtrot, mambo, tango, and the jitter bug...right now, I'm doing a little of each." He dipped low and then came back up, snapping his fingers enthusiastically, then he grabbed me and dipped me low to the ground, then brought me back up with my head spinning and my black hair all over my face. "Whoa!" I said as I grabbed onto him but he didn't stop there, he kept going with so much energy that I could've swore that him being sick was just a lie. When I couldn't think I could take anymore, the song ended and a slower song came on. Ben let me go and then put his arms around my hips, so lightly that I couldn't even feel him there, I put my arms around his neck and moved my hips slightly in time with the music. "You look good in your dress." Ben said as he looked into my eyes, not down to my breasts like all the others would. I was positively melting in his hands, he was unlike any man I had ever been with, he had so much honesty and was a true gentleman. All the other guys had been morons, looking down in my cleavage, trying to grab my ass while we danced, and just basically trying to sleep with me. Ben wasn't like that...he was different. "Hmmm, you dance well." He whispered to me. I noticed that he had moved a couple of inches closer and I could feel his warm breath on my neck, his cologne opened my nose, and I was surprised that he didn't smell at all like antiseptic, which he had for a long time since he came back from the hospital. I felt strange feelings at that moment, I trusted him, and I felt protected by him, not afraid. My stomach was tied in knots, my hands were sweaty, and my heart was beating faster and faster. I lay my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I felt his chin on my shoulder a moment later, his hands clasped tightly around my thigh, and his hair brushing against my cheek. I heard the song change to another faster song but I didn't care, nor did he. We danced for what seemed like an eternity, together, everything I had thought about him was wrong, he wasn't as delicate as everyone had made him out to be, nothing about his problems were true to me at that moment. Inside he just wanted to be a normal guy, no one to fret over him, no one to ask if he was in any pain, and no one to treat him like a child. At that moment, we both broke our embrace, and leaned in together for a kiss, it happened so fast I couldn't stop myself, his soft lips parted mine and it was like electricity had gone through my entire body. It went down from my lips and made my very soul tingle, my heartbeat quicken, and my eyes open wide in surprise. His eyes were closed and he was clearly enjoying it, but I pushed him away, embarrassed that I let such a thing happen between us. I turned quickly and ran out of the living room and shut the door to my room. What I had just done was wrong, very wrong, brothers and sisters weren't supposed to do something so obscene and vulgar in the eyes of society. Even if he was a good kisser, I wished none of it had happened. Just great, I thought to myself, another thing to make me feel uncomfortable around him. I almost screamed at myself for making a big mistake of letting him kiss me, but then I remembered that I had kissed him too. I groaned loudly, sat up, and heard a knock on my bedroom door. I stood back up, knowing who was on the other side of the door, I came up with a couple of excuses in case he asked and then I opened the door. There stood Ben, with an apologetic look on his face, no smile...only another frown. "Can I...come in?" He didn't look up to my face as I told him he could. I shut the door behind him and he flopped down on my bed. "I'm...I'm sorry...about what I did...all of it...I just got a little carried away." He hung his head down pitifully, and fiddled with his fingers. "It's all right, I know you've never been..." I let my voice trail off and he knew what I meant because he only nodded. But, I didn't blame him for wanting me, had all the years in the hospital warped his mind to fall in love with the first girl he saw when he came home? Possibly, but if I wasn't his sister, I surely wouldn't have stopped him. "I'm really sorry, it's just that you looked so pretty." He looked up at me this time and I could see the honesty in his eyes, he really meant it. That was another thing that Dan hadn't done, he had never told me I looked pretty, only hot, but I was pretty sure he didn't mean it because he looked at plenty of other girls while we were on our date. I had spent hours getting ready, combing my hair, putting make up on, picking out the right outfit that would accent my appearance so that I would sparkle just right when the light hit me. Dan hadn't noticed any of it, he didn't even look at me when I got into his car, it made me feel unappreciated and worthless, that's why our relationship wasn't strong in the first place. "Thank you." I gave him a sweet look and tucked my black hair behind my ears. "But we weren't supposed to do that." "I know, I know...it's just that..." Now his voice trailed off but I didn't know what he meant. "What? What's wrong?" I asked as I sat down next to him. "Well, I'm eighteen years old, never kissed a girl, never been with a girl, never even touched one who wasn't bathing me." I knew that it must've been hard for him, no relief for a teenage boy, his wanting and desires never fulfilled by a member of the opposite sex. "And I...I...just don't want to die a virgin." "I...hummm." I felt a little uncomfortable with him telling me that, but he didn't seem the slightest bit nervous, he said it with a lot of courage. "Well, it's-it's...all right." "I will never feel a girl in my life probably and kiss only one...you." He looked at me and smiled a little but the smile faded when he saw I wasn't smiling back at him. "What do you mean in your life? You have plenty of time to meet—." He interrupted me, stood up, rubbed his head and said, "You don't have to say it...I know I'm dying, I just wish I had more time, there is so much I wanted to do, but most of it will not be done." He said sadly and turned away from me. I really did feel sorry for him, here I was with a full life in front of me and his was so short, I know my parents would've gladly given half of theirs to give him more time and so would I. Normal people take life for granted and others live it the way they choose fit, I was neither one. I didn't know what to do with my life, but I didn't necessarily waste it. "What do you mean? You're not..." Ben put his hand up and told me to stop, there was no denying the fact that he knew his life would end in a short time, he wasn't ready for it...death, the end. "Well, I..." I didn't know what to say, yes, he was going to die, but what would be wrong with making his life a little more fulfilled in his last few moments? I thought to myself, if I did it and got caught, he would be secluded even more, cut off from everything, no doubt my parents would go insane, I would have to live with it my whole life. "It's just...oh, what am I saying, I'm sorry," He turned to leave; my uncomfortable silence had made him so embarrassed that he hit the side of my desk when he tried to run away. "Jesus!" He fell to the floor, holding his leg, and wincing in pain. I bent down to him at once and he pushed me away. He hated having people around him when he was in pain, it had been his curse all his life, never being able to come to the fact that he was in pain, not being able to deal with it in his own way because someone was always there to stop it. The pain on his face was unbearable and I wanted to stop it, but he wouldn't let me get near him, he had to deal with it himself. He cried quietly for a few moments, then stood up boldly and turned again to leave. I ran forward, grabbed him and kissed him. I wanted to end his pain, his suffering, to take his mind away from everything bad that had happened all his life, no wonder every one stopped his pain, he was just so depressing. I embraced him close to me and held his face with my soft hands. I could feel his hands going to my neck, down to my back and then to my thighs, giving my butt a comforting squeeze. I didn't know what I was thinking at that moment when we fell on my bed, entangled with each other. He got my dress off quite easily using the zipper from the back, I took off the straps and let the top fall, exposing my breasts, he didn't even seem to notice them at first until he ran his fingers over them, bringing a moan from my lips. A jolt of electricity ran through both of my breasts, it wasn't as strong as before when we kissed, but this time, it was softer, more intimate. I stood up off the bed and pulled off my dress, my underwear sat for just a couple of strokes up and down my body, and then was swept off to the floor. I fell back onto the bed with Ben on top of me, kissing the nape of my neck. He stopped at that moment to admire my body; his eyes traveled along my face, down to my breasts, to my pussy and then back up to my face. "Are you...sure you want to do this?" He asked me before he continued, running his hands up and down my legs, coming within an inch of my most special place. En Dag Tilbage "Yes." I replied and pulled his hand closer. With that, he passionately kissed me, and began to plant soft kisses on my breasts. "Ooh yessss." I moaned, his tongue made small circles around my nipples and flicked each one gently, softly, sensually. I was in heaven, I had never had sex before or even masturbated, I tried once when I was younger but it hurt too much and didn't feel very good so I quit. The emotions and pleasure that Ben was able to give me just by doing a simple thing like licking my breasts made me want him even more. I held his head to my chest, heaving slightly with each lick and suck he gave me. I could feel his fingers starting to open my pussy, rubbing it up and down, making little circles around my clit, driving me more and more insane with lust every time. I thought I was going to die, I let go of his head and panted, thrusted against his fingers, trying to make them go as far as they could. "Oh my God!" I moaned, the electricity was back stronger than ever going through my body as he stroked me harder and harder, "Oh, I'm going to cummmmm!" My orgasm exploded through me like a rocket, soaking my butt and his hand, and the bed below. Ben didn't stop though and prolonged it as long as he could, giving me the orgasm of a lifetime. My legs shook and quivered, my body convulsed and tensed tight, I could've sworn my bed felt like it was in an earthquake as my thighs lunged up and down. When he withdrew his hand from my hot soaked pussy; I could see him weakly through my still closed eyes, licking his fingers he had just used on me, tasting me, relishing the taste. "Oh my God...how...how did you know...how...to do..." Ben smiled and before I could finish panting my question, replied, "I had cable when I was in the hospital and watched it almost all day...they had some good shows on how to please a woman on the women's channel late at night." I was amazed that Ben had learned so much on how to please me like that from just a television show. I was eager to show him I knew how to please a man, just as good as he had pleased me. I sat up, grabbed his belt and pulled it off, throwing it into the corner of my room. I sensually, and slowly opened his pants with my fingers, he seemed to be enjoying it greatly. I pulled his pants down and could feel his hard dick through his boxers, pulsing with need, something for me to take care of. I ran my hands around the outside of the thin cloth, bringing moans of pleasure from him. I found the waistband and pulled them down, his dick springing up to meet my amazed expression, it was six inches long, but as far as I was concerned it was the biggest I had ever seen. I hovered my open mouth over it, letting a few loose drops of saliva drip onto the head, and then lowered my face down, letting it slide through and to the back of my throat. "Uhhhhh!" He said as soon as my head went back up, letting it glide through my wet opening. "Oh yesss!" He said as I softly slurped and went back down, I increased my pace between sucks, I would slow down, sensuously, tormenting, and then start back up again, going faster and faster, swirling my tongue and lips around the length of his hard dick. When I could hear his moans get louder and closer together, I sucked as hard as I could, letting the saliva from my mouth fly out all around the both of us, onto his legs, balls, and anything else that was in the way. The sticky salty liquid surprised me a little and I stopped to get it all in my mouth, a friend had once told me to leave it in my mouth and let the guy see it before I swallowed it. The thought of swallowing it was disgusting to me back then, but it didn't taste as bad as I expected, in fact, it was nice. I loved the sticky feeling of it, letting it coat my tongue and mouth, then running towards the front. "Oh...you don't have to swallow it if you don't want to." Ben said as soon as I got his attention, letting him see the cum in my mouth, being swished around, letting half of it ooze out the side of my mouth and onto my breasts, letting it flow down to my stomach, letting it pool in my pussy hair. Then I made a little place for the cum, threw my head back, and let it roll down my throat. "Ooohhh." Ben said as soon as he saw my neck go up and down, letting it cover my tonsils and then going to my stomach. When I was finished, I licked my lips clean, making sure I had gotten it all. "How was that?" I asked him in almost a whisper. He stooped down and pulled me to my feet, kissed me deeply, smiled and then led me over to my bed, which I collapsed onto, exhausted. Ben's face was the same, exhausted, not caring about anything but his sister right now. He kissed me sweetly on the cheek, and lay back, both of us falling asleep next to each other, still naked. ---------------- When I awoke in the morning, the night before was still strong and vibrant in my mind, even though I had a few twinges of guilt, I was proud of what I had done for Ben last night. I felt so wonderful after giving and receiving pleasure; the intensity that existed was almost inconceivable to me, everything was blissful, everything was in a new light, no more staying in my room all day away from Ben and for the first time in a long time, I took a deep refreshing breath of the morning air, and exhaled. I smiled and sighed with a sense of relief. Ben had cured me of my depression and fears of him, I no longer feared him, or worried about hurting him in some way, he was strong, yes, but still sick, but somehow I knew I couldn't hurt him by just touch alone. Ben was already gone and must've went back to his bedroom sometime during the night because his clothes were gone, but my clothes were in a neat pile close to my bed, I wondered how I had gotten underneath my covers, but realized Ben must've covered me before he left. It had been one of the greatest nights of my life, I had slept so soundly that nothing would've waken me, not even if there was a fire, or a dog barking outside my window, just like every night before. I dressed in nice clothes, a pair of cargo pants, and a short revealing top that showed off my cleavage. I usually just wore a loose shirt and jeans, something easy, but not sexy. This morning was different, sexy was everything, the feel of the fabric excited me, like I was a different person. I made breakfast for and I, my parents had already gone to work, and they trusted me to watch after Ben and left the usual numbers for various emergencies, even his food allergies that he hadn't had in years. There was also a note on the back that I hadn't seen until I had finished, Ben was feeling bad again, it was just one of those days that he felt awful, not able to eat very much, and it must've been terrible to be going through what he was right now. I ate my breakfast, put the rest in the refrigerator, and poured Ben some orange juice and made him some toast, then set off to his room with a small serving tray. I was almost there until I remembered the finishing touch, I ran outside and found the most beautiful flower I could in our yard and put it in a dark green elegant vase next to Ben's food. I knew it would bring a smile to his face seeing me again and it did, when I opened the door the antiseptic smell was back again. "Heeeeyyyy!" I said as I set the tray next to his bed on his night table and sat down next to him. He sat up, smiled and wiped his eyes, "What's this?" He asked as he stretched weakly. "Oh, just a little thank you for last night." I smiled back at him and smelled the wildflower I had just picked for him. He didn't respond right away but took the flower from the vase and set it behind my ear, my hair holding it in place. "Ah, much better." He replied and took a sip of the orange juice in front of him. I couldn't help but smile; Ben made me feel so special, like I was one in a million, or possibly one in a billion. "Hmmm, you look even sexier than last night." He looked me up and down and I got off the side of the bed and turned around, letting him see all of me, he let out a little gasp and when I turned to look at him from over my shoulder he grinned. I walked back over to his bed and flopped down next to him again. Before we could start talking again, I heard someone knock on the door loudly. I told him I would be back in just a moment, kissed him on the cheek, and hurried to get the door. When I opened it, there was middle-aged woman in a pair of slacks and a pink shirt that read, "Make a wish foundation." I felt my stomach drop, if Ben saw her it would make him feel horrible, we had had people like this around him when he was sick the first time. They came by and asked him if he wanted to make a wish, he didn't want anything, and he was happy with what he had then, so he probably wouldn't want one now. "Hello, young woman, I'm from the make a wish foundation, and I would like to speak with Ben." I looked at her coldly; they were like seeing death for a cancer patient, reminding them that they were going to die soon. "Ah, I wish I had your courage to wear revealing clothes like that but...things have changed a bit." The woman looked down at her breasts, covered by the pink fabric, then back at me and smiled. I didn't reply to her comment, it was none of her business the way I dressed anyway. "He's not feeling well right now, and he's tired." I replied with my arms folded in front of my chest. "Oh...may I speak with your parents?" She just wouldn't give up; luckily, our parents were gone so I wouldn't have to do much to get her to go. "They aren't here." I said turning to go back into the house. The woman shook her head, pulled a card out from her pocket and put it in our mailbox next to her car. When she left, the sound of her motor starting was a relief and I heard the crunch of gravel under her wheels as they rolled away. I closed the door, and this time, I was sure to lock it. People like that had no right to ask a dying person for one last wish, everything they did was a curse, like selling your soul to the devil himself. You would be happy for only a short time and then everything would be back to normal, the happiness would seem so far away and you would be depressed, knowing it would all end soon. I was sure that if you were about to die you would want to be happy, still, I felt a little compelled to mention it to Ben. I went back to his room and cuddled up next to him. "Who was at the door?" He asked as he ran his fingers through my hair. "No one...can I ask you a question?" I turned and looked up at him, his carefree expression encouraged me to keep going. "Sure, anything." He answered as he smiled. "Well...do...if you could go anywhere in the world, where would you want to go?" I didn't tell him that the woman from the make a wish foundation had stopped by, but he knew it himself without me even mentioning it. "It was the make a wish foundation again, wasn't it?" It felt horrible to lie to Ben, but he didn't seem to be concerned about it. "They always come...maybe this time I should go somewhere...mom and dad haven't had a vacation in a long time." "Where?" I asked as I tried to sound regretful about my little lie, which seemed so insignificant in Ben's aspect. "Oh, I have no idea, where would you want to go?" He asked me and I didn't know, if I had to pick one place it would have to be somewhere everyone would enjoy, somewhere we could be alone, and somewhere we would always remember. "Uh...how about every athlete's dream when they win a major game?" I knew Ben could piece everything together. "Ah, Disney world...well, Disney world it is." He said as he kissed the top of my head. I cuddled closer and rested my face on his chest, it was like he knew everything I was thinking, I had never been so close to someone like this in my life, the emotions inside of me at that moment were spinning around, swirling in my head and soul, giving me a warm feeling. We cuddled the afternoon away, kissed once in a while, and just talking about everyday things. School was one of them; he wanted to know everything had happened since he had left, I told him about who was going out with who, who had been in a fight, and the work that our teachers had left for us to do. After I said that about the work, I remembered my final tomorrow, it was much too late to study, so I just shrugged it off, I was certain that I could remember about white blood cells and mitochondria. -------------- Ben was feeling better the next day and I felt unhappy about leaving him home alone, but the kiss he gave me in his room before I left was enough to last me the entire day. My mother stayed home that day and the next day, my father would stay home. I still rode the school bus because my parents had used all the savings on Ben and hospital visits. I hated sitting next to young obnoxious children, shouting, throwing things into my hair and always jumping around. This morning was different due to a flu outbreak, not many children were on the bus, and it was actually quiet for a day. Not having the loud children on the bus, I was able to enjoy the ride, watching the trees go by, feeling the hot summer sun on my face, and the sweet morning breezes go though my hair. It's funny how you notice more when you aren't distracted, the beauty of nature and the world; it's all taken for granted for so long until one day you notice it. I began to know what it was like to see things through Ben's eyes. When I got to school, I found my circle of friends, all talking about the prom. "I can't believe he said it! Then Michael got into a fight with him...over her!" When I walked up they looked at me strangely. "What?" I said as I tried to look normal. "What's with the smile?" My best friend Kaliegh asked. I hadn't really noticed until she asked, the smile tugging at the corners of my mouth, it was hard to hide, it looked like something big had happened. "What happened? You didn't get lucky did you?" "In a way." I replied. "Oh, who was the lucky guy?" "How did you get lucky, you weren't even at prom...were you?" Megan asked suspiciously. I shook my head; "Ben is what happened." "Your brother?" Kaliegh asked. "Well...there are a lot of other guys named Ben, right?" I answered quickly. I was pained for denying my brother, but admitting it right now, it just wasn't the right time. "It was Ben Affleck." "Ooh, I hear he is going with Jennifer Lopez now...they're calling them, Jen and Bennifer." "Bennifer? What the hell kind of name is that?" Megan demanded. "I don't know, it's just what they are calling them." Kaliegh replied, toying with the key chain on the side of her purse. "It's a stupid name." Megan said as she wandered away, I wandered away also, leaving Kaliegh with a blank look on her face, it wasn't all bad though, Kaliegh could play with her key chain all day if she had to, besides, it was time for class. The rest of the day was punctuated by thoughts of Ben, how was he doing? What was he doing? What should I do when I get home? I tried to shake the thoughts from my head to concentrate on my biology test, the only class I needed to really graduate. When I saw the first question, I knew the answer, pancreas, then sometime between the ninth and tenth answer Ben was back in my mind, it went on, and on, and on, all day long. Larynx, Ben, small intestine, Ben, liver, Ben, colon, Ben, lungs, Ben. I was about halfway through and almost raised my hand when I didn't see the 'n' on the answer sheet, I had bubbled in the 'b' and the 'e' right next to each other, my mind subconsciously thinking of Ben. I finally finished and doubted that I had passed, I was exhausted and just wanted to go home, luckily it was a half day too, the bus ride was peaceful again because I slept most of the way home. ------------ "All I need is for you to sign here...and here." The woman from the make a wish foundation was back again, I threw my backpack on the floor by the door, only to see everyone sitting around the table, discussing where they, (it should've been Ben, but he waited for them to ask him,) wanted to go. "Now, where would you like to go?" The woman gave a weird smile to Ben, like she was an evil villain, the lipstick on her lips was also on her teeth, staining them a light but indistinguishable shade of pink. I walked over and sat next to Ben, who seemed to be calmed by my presence, since the make a wish foundation staff made him so uncomfortable. "Well...w—I decided on Disney world." Ben had stopped himself just in time from saying 'we.' Both of us wanted to keep our union secret, lest we be separated by our concerned parents. "Oh, excellent, excellent." I could hear the boredom in the voice of the woman, she had thought he would pick something more extravagant like some far away exotic country, she must've heard Disney world about a million times in her career. That made me think, if she was positively bored with where Ben had chosen to go, how many dying people must have asked for the same thing? Maybe it should've been somewhere else. "Well, we will call you for your reservations, everything will be taken care of, a rental car, airfare, hotel, passes to Disney world...with special privileges of course, food, all of it." She gathered the freshly signed papers in front of her and set them back into a brown briefcase on the floor next to her. ------------- "It was like making a deal with the devil." Ben replied quietly as we watched television that night, our parents didn't question me being with Ben, so I was relatively safe unless they walked in while we were doing something. My legs were draped across his lap and my head resting on a pillow right next to him. I was surprised that he thought the same thing that I had about the woman, she truly was evil, possible the devil in disguise...only with bad lipstick stained teeth. "That's why I never did it before." I ran my hands over his chest and looked at him. "Don't worry, we'll be together...just think of what we can do." I said, trying to cheer him up. "Yeah, I guess...by the way, what are we going to do?" He asked curiously with a hint of naughtiness in his voice. "Oh, I don't want to spoil the surprise." I replied with a grin. "Ooh, I can't wait." He groaned. I was slightly worried, I hadn't come up with anything special to do while we were on our vacation, it had to be extraordinary, out of this world, something both of us would never forget. Sexy clothes was one of my plans, but they could only go so far, I would have to do something I had never done before, something new for both of us, then it hit me, I would lose my virginity to him. I was ready, I trusted Ben so much and felt secure, but this was a big thing for me, I didn't want to think of him dying, the one who took my one and only virginity, there was no going back once it was done. I decided to think about it when it came, and went back to enjoying my time with Ben. ------------- As the date of the trip came closer, I got the notification that I had passed biology, the one course I had worried about. Ben was overjoyed as much as me, maybe even more, we went out to celebrate that night, eating ourselves senseless and playing with each other underneath the table. My parents must've gotten suspicious when we couldn't even hold our silverware without dropping it every couple of minutes, both of us taking turns sneaking down and rubbing against the other while they ate. When we got home, my parents went to bed and I went to Ben's room to watch a late night movie. I don't remember what it was about, only Ben's lips caressing mine, his remarkable smell, and hair brushing against my body, tickling every nerve in my body. I had to leave quickly though, because dawn was approaching fast and one of my parents would be out to check on Ben soon. En Dag Tilbage Next day was graduation practice, my graduation robes flowed behind me as I showed off for Ben, he stood up next to me and spun the tassel on the top, and then gave me a comforting smile. I wasn't wearing anything under it except for a pair of underwear and a see through bra just for him. Tomorrow would be the real graduation, the end of thirteen years of hard work, toiling under the lowest bidder for a teacher, it was slave work, I thought, and we would have to work for our "school." I remember one time we had to dig a large pit for a pond, to beautify our school courtyard, it was the students who worked the most, the teachers standing around, supervising, as they called it. But no matter, it was all over with; I was free to do what I wanted with my life. I giggled as Ben unzipped the robe slowly, letting his fingers on one hand run under my bra and around my breasts, teasing me, and getting me wet. I let the sides of the robe fall off of my shoulders, revealing my body, which Ben had seen plenty of times before, but he still acted like it was the first time. Ben let out a low whistle, grinned, and took one cup of my bra, and pulled it down, letting my breasts spill out over his hand. He took one of my breasts into his warm mouth and sucked on my sensitive nipple. "Uhhhhh." My moan was long and low, almost no sound at all, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt the pleasure register in my mind. He sucked my nipple harder than usual because I almost had an orgasm before he even touched my pussy. I leaned over towards his bed and when Ben fell down on his back, I was right behind him, feeling his hot tongue run against my skin. "Ahhhh!" I said as an errant finger from his other hand touched my pussy, bringing loud moans and cries of delight from me. "Oh...Oh.... Oh...Oh! Ah! Oh! Oh! Ughhhhhh!" I said as Ben picked up intensity, sucking my nipples, which were harder than little erasers, my pussy oozing with warmth and cum. He stroked my pussy harder and faster; it felt like my body was connected to a power pole, the waves of energy and pleasure making my body jerk back and forth uncontrollably. "AH! Yesss, right th-th-therrrrrrreeeee!" I screamed as my cum leaked out of my pussy, coating his hand with my sweet cum. My body pushed from side to side a little more, searching for Ben's fingers that were already in front of his mouth, his tongue licking my sweet cum off of every inch of them. I didn't watch or wait for him to finish consuming my still warm cum, and pulled the boxers off of his erection. I planted soft kisses around his dick and balls, then used my tongue to lick from the bottom of his balls all the way to the tip of his pulsing dick. "Mmmmmm." I heard him moan and knew I was making him feel just like I had. I flicked the tip with my tongue and then took it all in letting it glide into my throat, my saliva bubbled to the front and dripped off in clear drops, staining the floor briefly and then disappearing. I moaned as I felt every pulse of his manhood. My head bobbing back and forth, letting it slide effortlessly back and forth between my lips. "Ooohhhhh." Ben groaned, my sucking job was only beginning as I tickled his balls with my fingers. "God!" He held my head gently with his free hand, pushing my head down a little every time I came back up. "Oh god! I'm going to..." I knew what was coming and let him hold my head down, filling my mouth with his salty cum. His body jerked with every blast of warm liquid, and when he pulled his dick from my mouth with a POP! I smiled and let his cum wash over my mouth again, letting a little bit fall from my mouth and onto my graduation robe before swallowing it. Then I climbed back up to him, panting, and my mouth was tired and a little sore but we still managed an intimate kiss. "Why did you let some get on your robe?" Ben asked after a couple of minutes. "Had to have something for good luck, right?" I replied with a smile. Ben smiled too, sighed and put his arm around me. "I wonder what they'll have at the graduation?" "Oh, just a bunch of boring speeches, not much to sum up thirteen years of hard work." "Huh, right." Ben chuckled. I turned my head to look at the time and almost had a heart attack, it was 4:30, and my parents had been home for at least ten minutes already. I looked at Ben, who only shrugged, kissed me, and watched me get dressed. He didn't care about time and I wish I didn't have to either, if it was up to me, I would spend all day and night in his arms, cuddling with him and having sex whenever we could, not having to be cautious about when and where we did it. Ben kissed me one last time before I left and I hurried to the bathroom to make sure there wasn't any cum on me to reveal our naughty deeds. ------------- Ben was sick again the next day. I went to graduation alone, I wished Ben had been there with me so that I could show my friends that we were involved with each other, besides, I wouldn't have to see any of them again if I chose. The dried cum on the shoulder of my graduation gown was like a hot spot, radiating through the fabric and through my skin, making me have a warm calm feeling, distracting my nervousness and anxious thoughts of doing something wrong. "I can't believe we're finally graduating!" Kaliegh said excitedly as soon as she saw me. "Yeah, it's something isn't it?" I replied. I didn't feel like talking much since Ben wasn't there. "Never have to see these..." Kaliegh dropped her voice really low and said, "damn teachers...EVER AGAIN!" I thought that was pretty funny, even though she was graduating, leaving school forever, she was still scared of them. "I'm sleeping with Ben." I replied bluntly. I figured now would be the best time to tell her, but she hadn't even been listening, swept away by the grandeur of the graduation stage, the sound of the music from our school band, and the chatter of excited students. "What?" She asked as soon as she heard me say something. "Yeah, it's true...I am." I replied, if she hadn't heard me, I wasn't going to say it twice, one time divulged secrets was all I was concerned about, if they hadn't heard me then it's their problem. "You slept with who?" She asked curiously, the glint in her eyes, and the eager smile on her face was more than enough to disgust me. "Never mind." I answered and shook my head. "No, who was it?" She asked again. "Someone." I replied, not caring if she or anyone ever found out my secret. "It was someone very special...I'll tell you at the end." "All right, all right...he must've been some guy for you to admit it." I laughed and thought, he sure as hell is. We lined up for the procession to the stage, having to pass 'the gauntlet' of teachers lining the pathway to our final commencement. I shook hands, hugged teachers, and muttered quiet words of thanks for their time and effort. It all went quite well, and I was in my seat in no time, waiting for the valedictorian to give their speech. It all went the same, blah, blah, blah, we finally graduated, blah, blah, blah, when I was young. It all made me bored, but when they called my name, the excitement coursed through my body as if I was with Ben, minus the sex. I rose proudly, my robes billowing in the night wind, my hair brushing against my face, the stage coming closer...the moment the diploma was in my hands; everything went back to normal. I was hurried back to my seat by the usher, and made to sit back down for four more speeches, by the end, I was about to walk out, and I had my diploma so no one would be able to stop me. The sound of the students was deafening, people shouting our class motto, air horns blaring by enthusiastic parents and relatives. The crowd surged onto the field to congratulate their newly graduated somebody. I found Kaliegh by weaving through the crowd, I wanted to get to her before my parents came and had the possibility of overhearing me. "Hey!" She shouted eagerly and embraced me in a friendly hug. "We finally did it!" I nodded and then pulled her off to the side, away from all the other people's inquisitive hearing. "I'm sleeping with Ben." I said seriously. "Ben? Which one?" She was right to ask since there were three others in our class, including my brother. "My brother Ben." I answered. "Seriously, who is it?" She asked as if she didn't believe me at first. "It is him...my brother Ben, the sick one." I replied. "Oh my God! That's sick! Why did you tell me that?" She demanded with a disgusted face. "Well, would you want to die a virgin? Not being able to see any other girls than your sister? I figured it's not so bad just to give him his request before something bad happens." "Oh, but still..." She didn't imply anything but she didn't seem that disgusted as before. "He is your brother!" "It doesn't matter to me, I love him, more than you may have ever loved anyone else! I just want to make him happy, show him what it is like to make love to a girl before he dies!" I argued, so what if he was my brother, to me, love was love, no matter which person it was with in this mysterious world. Kaliegh stood for a moment, shocked at my bluntness, but then her expression softened as if she finally understood why I had told her. "He...he's dying?" She put her hand over her mouth as if she was astonished. No one knew why Ben had gone out of school one day and never came back; no one asked me, no one wondered, no one even seemed to notice Ben, just another student in the school, but I had. "How...how...long?" I could see her tears starting to fall from her eyes, her tears stained black by her mascara, dropping down from her eyes, past her nose and down to her mouth and then onto the ground below. "About two months now." I replied, seeing her being sad and admitting to someone else besides Ben that he was dying made me sad too, but I held my tears back. "Oh my god." She gasped. Still, why would she be concerned about Ben, she hadn't even known who he really was, she only knew that he was an ex-cancer patient, but as far as everyone else was concerned he had beaten it. "I...I'm...it's not a big deal what you are doing for him...I would've done...the same thing." She replied, wiping her eyes and sniffling deeply. "I just...can't believe that he is dying...I thought he had beaten it forever." I shook my head and said, "It came back...strong." She was starting to make me feel downhearted and I could see my parents getting closer through the crowd, I left Kaliegh on the field, still crying, not caring if anyone found out that I was making Ben's wish come true. --------------- When I got home, Ben was feeling much better, but our kiss wasn't filled with as much intensity as it was before, partially my fault, partially Kaliegh's. If this was the way people thought about my love for Ben, it wasn't going to go as well as I had thought. Ben asked me what was wrong, he knew I had told someone about us, and was curious about how it went. I told him everything, Kaliegh's reactions, her crying about him, that surprised him, Kaliegh was one of the few girls that he asked to go out with him, but was rejected by her so many times. He said that she was a phony, she didn't really care about him, and she just wanted to pretend she did. He made me smile when he called Kaliegh a phony, it was true though, she never would've known if I hadn't told her, and now she wanted to fake like she knew him, she didn't know him, no one did, only me. We cuddled again later that night and I asked him how he really felt about me. "I love you and I don't care what anyone thinks, and if anyone calls you something bad, I'll tell them otherwise." Ben would've stuck up for me at that moment if he had been there with me, telling Kaliegh off, but what about when he was gone? Who would stick up for me then, and what about Ben? If someone insulted him, all I could do was stop their words, not their thoughts and actions. I thought quietly for a moment, snuggled against Ben's chest, his breathing moving in rhythm with mine, almost the same heartbeat, and same thoughts. I wondered how two people could be so close together yet so far apart, he was dying, not me, he was going to lose his life soon, but mine would keep going. I thought harder than I had for a long time since I first made love with Ben, all the thoughts and concerns whirling in my head, battling with each other, trying to make sense of a simple thing that was life. I finally fell asleep peacefully next to Ben, I didn't feel like going to my room, I was too exhausted from everything that had happened. --------------- "What about this...you don't think it is too small?" I asked as I slipped the side of my one-piece bathing suit aside so he could see my pussy. He shook his head and smiled. We both had promised to model our new bathing suits for one another as soon as we got home from shopping for our trip. We both broke away from each other for about an hour, promising to meet again in the food court to have lunch. We didn't tell each other what we had gotten, so that it would be a surprise when we both saw each other, but we couldn't wait to see our bathing suits together and decided to skip the surprise for them and show them to each other. Ben had decided on a pair of regular board shorts, he later joked that he wanted to get a pair of Speedo's but he didn't want all the girls to look at him and whistle. I laughed and he grabbed me and pulled me down next to him, giving me a peck on the cheek, I giggled in delight and then uproariously as he began to tickle me, making me squirm under his energetic fingers. He didn't stop until I gasped that he was about to make me pee in my bathing suit, as I calmed down and regained my breath, he kissed me again, his lips brushing my lips for a split second before he kissed my neck, making me gasp in excitement. I threw my arms around his neck and felt his tongue slide down my neck, the back of his head clenched lightly in the palms of my hand. All of a sudden, he stopped, making me both disappointed and flabbergasted. True, we, or mainly I, had decided to wait until we got to Florida to make love, there I would lose my virginity to him, but with each passing moment, I was almost weakening under his daily ministrations, my body was threatening to lose my virginity at home. The more and more we kissed, the more my body wished I could reach a higher level of sexual frenzy with him, but I held back too, painfully stopping his pleasure. I wanted everything to be just so, once the time was right, I would submit to every desire of my body and his. I told him about wanting to wait and he seemed to honor it, even though he didn't know I was going to submit to his every desire once we were safely alone in our hotel room in Florida. ------------- "Flight DC-109 bound for Orlando, Florida is now boarding first class." All of us gathered our luggage and sauntered towards the entrance, Ben and I had never been on a plane and the excitement was killing us. When the flight attendant took our tickets, we started running as fast as we could to find our seats; we wanted to be next to each other for obvious reasons. We stowed our luggage above our seats and quickly buckled our seatbelts, our parents came loping behind a couple of minutes later, they did the same as us, putting their luggage up and then sitting in their seats before they started seating coach. They had flown a couple of times in their lives and told us that people sitting in coach would give us bad looks because we sat in first class, but if they knew why we did, they wouldn't have complained, but sure enough, as people started boarding for coach, some gave us bad looks, some were tired, and some didn't even look at us at all. The flight attendant closed the door and explained all the safety procedures. It was all part of the excitement of being on our first plane ride. The plane started and taxied around to the runway to take off, first it was slow and we didn't even realize we were moving until we looked out of the window. Ben said I could have the window for the first half of the trip and then I would let him have it for the rest. The plane picked up speed and then it shook, it was a little scary but Ben only smiled, then I felt the lurch as the plane left the ground, and the world changed and we were above the clouds. Our stewardess came by and asked if we wanted anything to eat or drink, Ben asked if we could have some champagne and after making sure our parents were who they said they were, she brought us two glasses, filled with bubbly champagne. Ben and I toasted each other, gave each other a smile, and I took a small sip. This wasn't the first time I had tasted champagne, we had it every year for the new year, but Ben hadn't ever tasted any type of alcohol, except for rubbing, which was purely accidental. Ben gulped about half of it at once, coughed a little and groaned, "Ugh, I thought it would be much better than this." "You don't have to drink half of it right away...unless you're some sort of belligerent drunk who wants to maul me and force me to have your way with." I replied quietly so that my parents wouldn't hear. "Take little sips...it's how the rich people drink it." Ben smiled, took a smaller sip, and agreed, "It is better...but I should probably drink up." Ben winked at me and I knew what he meant. The tightness in my stomach was gone, but only for a short time, after we reached the halfway point and switched seats, it came back. I didn't know what to do when I lost my virginity, I had been told it would be painful from more experienced girls, but Ben would be gentle, so maybe it wouldn't be as bad. The stewardess came back again and gave us a couple of hot chocolate chip cookies, Ben and I fed them to each other, trying to make it look innocent by trying to throw little pieces into each others open mouths, but it was really romantic, like something out of a movie. Our parents fell asleep together across the aisle and we took the opportunity to play with each other under one of those thin, scratchy airline blankets. Neither of us came, but it was nice to get rid of some of our tension that had been building up for quite a while. When the plane touched down, we were first off the plane, even before the flight attendant in the back of first class, we raced each other to the baggage claim, and I won, but only by a couple of feet. We waited impatiently for our luggage to arrive around the carousel, picking up spare pieces to see if it was ours, if it was we would smile at each other, if it wasn't, we would regretfully set it back on, watching it go around and around again and again. Finally, we found our driver to the hotel, got all of our luggage loaded and relaxed for now, we would need our energy for later that night. ------------- We checked in and went to our rooms, they were better than I expected. Two rooms, two queen size beds, and a bathroom so perfect, it made ours at home look like a cave. I wondered how Ben was going to convince my parents how to let me stay with him, but we came up with an excuse that we hoped would work, it was up to Ben now to convince them. My father wanted to stay with Ben and my mother wanted me to stay with her, but Ben nonchalantly asked if I could stay with him. "Why would you want Jessica to stay with you?" They asked curiously. "Well...she's more my age and we get along a little better now, I have to have some time to get to know her, right?" Our parents looked at each other, as if communicating to each other telepathically, arguing whether or not I would get to stay. "Besides, there's two beds...please?" Ben had said the magic word, my parents could never say no to Ben when he asked for something, especially if he said please. "Oh, all right, but if you want to change sometime, we'll still be here...and no fighting." Our parents commented, accepting Ben's request, believe me, fighting was the last thing on our minds for tonight. As soon as our parents left, we clutched each other in glee, a whole entire room to ourselves, no one to worry about barging in on us, complete peace to screw the day away if we chose to. Ben kissed me intimately, with tongue. That was the first time he had done that and I took it as a good sign for things to come.