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Unintended Consequences Ch. 02

By: MindsMirror



Notes [Last revised October 15, 2015]:



Unintended Consequences Ch. 02



She cut me off, "Slow down, honey. You're getting all worked up. I wish I were there to give you a hug and tell you it'll be OK. I think you and Adam are going to have to figure this out. I'm really not in any position to tell you what to do. I trust your instincts and you're already expressing the very concerns I have."

"I'm having such a struggle, Mom. My intellect is saying no, no, no. My emotions are saying yes, yes, yes. The physical stuff - I don't think I should tell you any details, but I have never been so satisfied by anyone."

"Oh, my god, Zane."

"It's not like that, Mom. He's the most kind and gentle man. I know we shouldn't have. But we did it several times yesterday and then we did it again this morning. It wasn't a fluke. We knew what we were doing."

There was another long silence. "Zane, I have only one concern. I probably don't have to tell you. You need to be careful you don't - "

I finished her sentence, "Don't get pregnant? I don't want kids. At least, not now. I'm still on the pill." I heard her sigh of relief. "You know being a graduate student is a very selfish thing, right? I'm being all kinds of selfish right now for this part of my life."

"Zane, it's not selfish to pursue what you desire in life. That's how everyone is made."

"I know that, but this has a particular aspect that excludes all other interests. Well, almost all other interests. It's a singular focus on something without relenting. Adding Adam into my list of pursuits seems beyond the pale."

"Honey, I know you look at me and think Poor Mom dropped out of college to have me. But that's not the whole story. I was careful too. Nature found a way, and then I had you. I'd never take it back. You and Adam are the brightest spots in my life right now. My education became less important as I pursued making a place to raise kids the right way. My parents never had time for us. I wanted to make sure I didn't repeat their mistakes."

"Okay, I think I understand. Look, I don't want you to talk to Adam about this. I want to let him decide if he wants to tell you. I hate that I broke the trust so soon. I want to make it right, but I don't know what to do. I didn't know what to do. Oh, god, I still don't know what to do. Just fuck. Sorry, Mom. I'm losing my mind."

"I know, Dear. I've had a bit of that myself. I can come to see you. Both of you, if you like. You tell me what you want. I will keep your confidence; the mother-daughter bond is like a confessional. I think Adam will surprise you; he is very open with me too."

"I don't want to pressure him to go to UVA. I don't want what we've done to change his mind either. I never meant for it to happen. I'd say it was hormones, but I'm twenty-five and he's twenty-four; there's no excuse. How can this happen? How do you fall for the person society says you can never have?"

"You've got to stop beating yourself up over it, Zane. Look, this is what I was deciding if I should tell you before I called back. When your uncle was going through his divorce, I went down to comfort him. The whole time it was like old home week. Nothing untoward happened the entire time right up until the very last night. I don't think either of us expected anything like that to happen. Honestly, we were drunk. I don't even remember what happened."

She paused a moment and sighed, kind of melancholy. "My only memories are from afterward. His penis was so large and handsome when I awoke next to him the next morning. Then on the flight home, all I could think about was how the nerve memory from my vaginal canal and clitoris kept reminding me of their recent experience. I've carried the memory and guilt for these six years."

"Jeez, Mom. I don't know if I wanted to hear that last part."

"Now you're being silly. You think it was easy for me to tell you that, Zane? I'm telling you, because I want you to know that I know a little of what you're up against. I have never once told or discussed this with anyone, even Dan. So now, I know how you feel about the trust betrayal issue too. This is just between us, but I think you needed to hear it."

"Sorry, Mom. I wasn't thinking. I had merely deduced you were probably attracted to him. I didn't have any idea that had happened."

"In a lot of ways, it didn't happen. I really have no memory of the event. I have guilt, because I know it happened. I have guilt, because knowing it happened made me wish I could remember. I have guilt, because since it happened, I have thought about it happening again. I think about it almost weekly. On most days, I have come to terms with it. But there are days that the guilt returns, usually when I'm dwelling on it happening again. Which is why I'm finally going to find out, if I can. I think I'm going to go in September after the divorce is final. I'd be there in October for his birthday. He has a crazy work schedule, but I have to know."

"You don't know how Dan feels about you?"

"I have never had the courage to ask him. I've picked up the phone a hundred times, to try and talk about it. I just can't make the call. So I'm going to suggest you not make my mistake. Be open with Adam, tell him -"

"Oh, shit! Adam is here, I didn't realize how late it was. I love you, Mom. I have to go."

Adam was coming in the front door. I forgot that I'd given him what was supposed to be Sally's key. I ran to meet him with a hug. "So, how was it?" I tried not to sound too cheery. 

"It was OK. Today was a lot of general stuff and all the team building things. All the Hi, my name is and I'm interested in stuff. Tomorrow I get to go around with people in my area of interest, but you knew that right?"

"Yeah, I figured. So, seems okay so far though?" I pressed.

"I'm definitely still interested. Sounds like they weed out people hard though. That worries me a little. I texted you before I left, but I take it you were on the phone with Mom?" His eyes penetrated through me.

"Yeah," I said. Dreading what might come next, I tried to divert to talk about dinner. "I went to the grocery store and got some food. Nothing fancy, but that's the grad student life."

"Oh, well, I had thought I might take you out to eat. I'm still working part time and have some money saved. I have no idea how the stipend will work. It's less than what I make now," he said, kind of deterred.

"Well, I tutor on the side. It helps. Being a graduate student is a lot like being a monk, I think. We have what we need to make it, but no more."

"Graduate student monks. Sounds like a movie idea," Adam laughed.

"Also that's why lots of graduate students get roommates," I couldn't help myself. I was giving information that was true, but it carried that undertone of Please, stay with me here. I so desperately wanted him to stay, to come to my university, my apartment, my bed, and me.

"So, where's a decent place to eat? One that a poor guy, like myself, might take an outstanding girlfriend, like you," he asked.

Girlfriend? My heart was melting again. Again and again. "Oh, there are some local places that have reasonable food prices. It doesn't have to be fancy." I hugged him again. 

"There's a decent Italian place, or Chinese; both are really close. Walking distance actually. They were part of the reason we picked this location," I said, thinking about Sally. So many changes in my life right now. I drifted off again.

"What would you like, Zane?"

"Oh, um - I could really go for Chinese. We had that pizza last night it's still hanging with me. Too many carbs in all that pizza and beer," I finally decided.

Adam was holding the door as he said, "Sounds good. Lead the way."

We walked the three blocks to the Chinese place. Adam held my hand the whole way. He opened the door for me and pushed my chair in when I sat. He kept doing things that made me want him all the more. All the little things he was doing. Where does that come from? I never saw Dad do anything like that for Mom. Maybe it happened early on in their marriage. I felt like I needed to ask her, but I pushed that thought away. I pushed away the thoughts that I'd betrayed Adam's trust as well. I was still processing all the things Mom had told me. 

Adam was asking me something when I came back to earth. "I'm sorry, Adam. I am really trying to focus, but the past day and a half are taking their toll on me. I love you," I said, taking his hand. "What were you saying?"

"I was just saying that the food was very reasonable. The meals come with an egg-roll and soup. I was watching some of the dishes come out and the portions look big. Like so big, we could take some home." He squeezed my hands gently and winked, "I love you too, by the way."

I wondered if he knew how he was affecting me. What effect was I having on him? Was this who Adam was now, or just the person he wanted to be for me? I liked looking into his eyes. There was such adoration and devotion there. 

The waiter came to the table and took our orders. "Hi, I'm Tian and I'll be taking your orders. Have you had enough time to look over the menu?" 

Adam started, "Yes, I think we're ready. I want the Shrimp Lo Mein meal with Egg Drop soup."

"I want the Beef and Broccoli with Hot and Sour soup."

"How about drinks?" Tian asked.

We both said "Water" in unison. I guess graduate students are cheap. I couldn't stop thinking about how it'd be if Adam moved in with me. 

Tian said, "I'll have that out to you in just a few minutes."

"So what were you talking to Mom about?" Adam asked, reverting back to our earlier conversation. 

I didn't answer right away and that's probably when he knew. Finally, I said, "We shouldn't talk about this right here or now." 

His penetrating blue eyes flashed his intuitive awareness. "Oh, okay," he said kind of sadly.

"Look, it's not like that, really. Everything is okay," I reassured him. 

"You sure?" he pressed.

"I promise. We simply can't discuss it here. I'll tell you at the apartment."

His mood eased a little. I loved looking into his eyes. He'd gotten Mom's blue eyes and blond hair. My eyes were mostly blue but were tinged with hazel like our Dad. Luckily, I had gotten Mom's blond hair. Mine might have even been a little lighter than Adam's. I guessed we'd both gotten her dyslexia; Dad used to tease her about it constantly. Genetics is a funny thing. Random bits of DNA from two people make a new person. That expression from Einstein kept coming back to me. God, doesn't play dice with the world. Supposedly, he was dyslexic, too, and married his cousin. Not saying I'm smarter than Einstein, but it sure looked like probability fluctuations ruled our lives from conception. That's not even on the quantum scale of probability that he was arguing against.

"You okay, Zane?" Adam asked, squeezing my hand and looking anxious.

"I'm great. You have the loveliest eyes," I said dreamily.

"Um, thanks, I guess," he stammered out. "What are you thinking about?"

"Just how much I love you and want you," I said, still a little distant. "Right now, I'm hungry though. I forgot to eat much today." I came back to reality. "Did they feed you during the tour?"

"You know they did. It was standard cafeteria food near the student union."

Tian was back now with our soup and egg-rolls. I guess water had already been delivered while I was daydreaming. He placed the food neatly on the table. "Your main courses will be out in about five minutes," he said. "Sweet and sour sauce and spicy mustard is here on the table. Is there anything else I can get you two?"

Adam answered for us, "Can we get some chop sticks for the meal?"

"Sure thing. I'll bring them with the main course," Tian replied as he left.

We ate our egg-rolls and soup in silence. I hoped Adam would understand my revelation to Mom. Perhaps her understanding would set him at ease too. I watched a couple at another table observing us and wondered if they saw the resemblance.

"Hey, did you get to see any of the labs?" I asked Adam, thinking about my tour nearly a year ago.

"Yeah, they were just the general labs though. I wanted to see some of the research labs."

"I'm sure you'll get to see them tomorrow. I guess all of the departments run things about the same. Are you planning to stay tomorrow night, too, or will you need to go back to Mom's house?" I asked without thinking it through.

"I am playing it by ear. My next campus tour is Wednesday; I really packed them into the next few weeks. With Mom selling stuff Monday and Tuesday it's all a big jumble. I think I can drive home Monday morning. I kind of want to delay the confrontation I have coming."

Oh jeez, I hadn't even thought about that part. Mom knew and he'd see her before I did. My guilt settled in hard now. "Sorry" was all I could offer; our food was being delivered.

The Beef and Broccoli was steaming as it arrived on a huge plate; it smelled wonderful and garlicky. Adam's Lo Mein looked great, there were so many shrimp. The surprise on his face was obvious. "I can see why this place is popular with the students. Large portions and great price," he said, digging into his dish, twirling the noodles around with his chopsticks like a pro. 

Although guilt diminished my appetite, I still managed to eat about a quarter of the huge meal. All of the emotional angst and physical activity must have contributed to that. "I'm going to have plenty of left-overs," I said, setting my chopsticks on the plate. "I didn't use any of the rice, so that'll be good to take too."

"Yeah, I can see that when you eat out now; this place is definitely a winner. All the food was really good. Excellent choice, Zane!"

Adam got Tian to box up the left overs. He also gave us the bill with a couple fortune cookies. 

"Mine says A new relationship is blooming.," I told Adam.

"Mine says 3 5 21 32 35," he said laughing. 

"What's it really say?" I pressed him. Instead of reading it he handed it to me, smirking. Fate rules your life for now. "Seriously? The whole thing is rigged." I gasped, laughing. The Chinese really believe in all that fate stuff. I wondered how fate and probability are different.

Tian showed up with a plastic bag of our goodies. Adam gave him a twenty and told him to keep the change. I hadn't seen the bill, but guessed that was at least a 15% tip, probably more.

We walked back home. It was pretty near dusk. It was probably about seven-thirty. The air was taking on a little chill, not much. It was late-spring-early-summer weather in the south. At the door to the apartment Adam used the key I'd given him and let us in. He took the leftovers to the refrigerator. Such a great guy, Mom was right. Adam had changed his leaves. The party guy was all grown up and I loved everything about him.

"Wow, nice selection of produce, Sis. You can afford to get all that on your stipend?" he asked, a little amazed it seemed.

"Yeah. It was only like $150. I really bargain shop. I looked for some bath towels, but only found six-pack of dish towels. I might be able to use one so we don't have to share the towel tomorrow. I really only went out to get a few things plus groceries. I know you won't be here after tomorrow, but I try to eat fresh things. They cost a little more."

"I might come back Friday and stay the weekend," he said thoughtfully. "Next tour after my day-trip Wednesday is Monday. You'd think they'd all pick weekends. It's got me taking off work for basically the next month." 

"Okay," I said finally. "Come in here and sit with me."

"Uh-oh," he mumbled.

We moved back into the main room and sat on the love seat together. I took his hands. Looking into his soft eyes I finally admitted my confession. "Adam, I didn't mean to out us to Mom."

"I'd considered talking to her myself," he admitted. "I just didn't know how I was going to do it."

"I was having a lot of guilt. I didn't know how to deal with it. I thought maybe I could talk around the thing without telling her, but moments into the call, I was blubbering it out. Can you forgive me?"

"Zane, I love you. It was my fault. The whole thing."

"Adam, you didn't initiate anything. God, I just came right out and grabbed you at our old house. Then to top it off, I invited you to help me move, only to seduce you in the process."

"I've been lusting for you a long time," he admitted shamefully. "You came home for Christmas a couple of years ago from VPI and I saw how beautiful you were. Then, I accidentally saw you undressed. I can't tell you how many times I made myself sore re-imagining that day."

I was blushing now. I saw how excited he'd become again. "How can it be wrong? We've both been wanting this." I reached out to take his hand and place it on my chest. Then I put my hand on his trouser front. "I want you so bad," I whispered, leaning into him.

His hands were soon exploring me and I shivered from his touch. I was loosening his belt and opening his zipper and latch. We joined mouths and our tongues played while our hands continued undressing one another. When we reached the point that we needed to shift to remove my panties and his pants. I paused with Mom's words in my head. Nature found a way.

"Adam, I don't want to stop. But we need to talk for a minute longer."

"Zane, you can stop any time. I love you. What do we need to talk about?"

"I should have said it before I attacked you," I apologized.

"That wasn't an attack; it's what I wanted."

"Mom said one thing to me earlier, which has stuck in my head. Nature found a way, and then I had you. I'm on the pill, like she was. I think if we continue to have sex; then maybe during my fertile time we should double protect," I said, hoping he'd understand.

"Sure thing. Yesterday I was about to stop so I could go to the truck for a condom, before you told me it was okay."

I couldn't believe my ears, "You'd have stopped and done that for me?"

"Zane, I would never want to hurt you or put you in a spot like that. Do we need one tonight?"

Now, I felt silly for bringing it up. "No, I'm on day 24 and I'm regular like clockwork, with a 29 day cycle. We'd only do that during days 8-19; it'd be just under two weeks. Did I kill the mood?" I asked, stepping out of my panties and heading quickly to the bedroom.

"No way!" he said chasing me to the bed.

In bed he was at me right away, eating me the way he had that morning. Adam was making me crazy with his mouth. My labia and clit were electrified. I hadn't had this much sex in such a long time. Adam was so patient and attentive to me. When he inserted those two fingers again, I began bucking against his face. I tried to control myself, but it was no use. Adam's fingers were working me inside and his flat tongue was on my clit now, I lost it. I was cumming in another gush. He greedily slurped my nectar and worked me more gently until I relaxed. 

"I don't think I can get enough of that," he said smiling at me.

"Now, you're going to give me a complex." I said.

"Why? It's so beautiful. I never had a girlfriend who did that." He said, climbing up next to me in the bed. He took more time today, inspecting my tits and kissing me lightly. His kindness in making love seemed even more generous than yesterday. 

"I love you so much, Adam." I said as I began to kiss him deeply and then climbed on top of him.

Now, he was beginning to tremble beneath me. I could feel his heart racing and the pressure of his handsome cock pulsing between my legs.

"I don't want this to end, Zane. I know you want me to check out the other schools, but I'm thinking I should come back here Wednesday."

"Adam, I need you inside me, but you've got to promise. You can't make this decision based upon sex."

"It's not sex, Zane. Can't you tell how much I love you?" He sounded desperate for me to believe him.




Unintended Consequences Ch. 02



"I can tell and I know you do. You still have to promise you'll see some of the others," I said, weakening my position.

"Okay, I promise. Zane please, make love with me now," he beseeched me.

How could I resist? He was so cute; so kind and patient. What more could any woman desire? His longing deep chromatic eyes made me so wet. Completing our union as I mounted I found I had to go slowly, pressing his member into me as I adjusted to the size of him. I couldn't believe how wonderfully he stretched me as I worked him into me. Finally, when he was completely inside me, I began easing up and down on my little brother working him out as far as I could only to slam back down on him. With me on top of him, Adam's hands were roaming over my smallish but pert 34 B breasts. I started working my hips in a gyrating fashion. Maybe I was going a little too fast.

As he moved his hands to my waist and slowed me down, he whimpered, "Sis, you gotta take it slow. I don't know what's wrong with me. You make me so excited." 

I hadn't been with that many guys, but I guess they hadn't cared about me rushing things. Bending down I moved my excited nipple to his mouth and whispered, "Slow and steady just for you." My long blond hair encapsulated our upper bodies making a cone of sexual sounds.

Adam took my taut pink nipple and some of the surrounding fleshy tit into his mouth. The soft but rough texture of his tongue caused a tremble to go through my entire body. I tried to remain slow and steady, but the effect he was having on me now pushed me to speed up again. Despite my previous orgasm from his fingers, mouth and tongue, his throbbing cock was making me race.

I felt flush from my face to my toes. "Ah, uh, gawd, you make me crazy with lust," I screamed as my first wave hit.

To his credit, Adam withstood my quaking and contracting on his rigid manhood. I really didn't want him to get a complex. I couldn't control how strongly I responded to him. He kept meeting me as I came down on him. His hips thrust up and his cock expanded pushing back against the tight grip my vaginal muscles were exerting on him. 

"You're not making this easy," he breathed hoarsely. "We have all night." Tightly gripping me around the waist, he pounded me back as my second wave hit. We were looking right into one another's eyes as it happened. I tried to keep them open to watch his smile; it was just too much. My eyes slammed shut as I went off again. "Geez Zane!" he exclaimed, as I finished that one and an aftershock of several mini orgasms. I was soaked in sweat. The bed was soaked with my fluids and I was nearly out of energy. Sensing my exhaustion, he gently rolled me backwards so I was now lying with him astride. He was so deep inside me that it was exciting and calming at the same time.

"Thanks." was all I could muster at that point.

Looking me right in the eyes, he responded, "I take back what I said about you giving me a complex. I guess we simply make each other overheat." He began lifting himself up to go at me again. His strong core muscles showed clearly in the light from the dim bedroom lamp on the nightstand. With the light at this angle, I could see he did have the beginnings of a six pack. It just showed up now that he was using it to pleasure me. 

As he built up a rhythm, I could tell he was prepared to go for a while. It didn't seem fair that he would only have a couple or maybe few orgasms, while I got to have so many. After several minutes in this position, he brought my legs up and changed the angle. My knees pressed almost to my chest, he was bottoming out on every stroke and pushing me over the edge again. 

This one was the biggest one so far. I screamed out his name "Adammmm!" as I came. He continued pounding away, but his rhythm was becoming erratic and I could tell he was about to cum.

"Oh, fuck, Zane! Faaaahhhhkkk!" he thrashed furiously against me for nearly a minute. 

Finally he buried himself as deeply in me as he could. I felt his warm liquid filling me. Jet after jet, pumped right against my cervix. The sensation triggered another aftershock. As I rode the quaking out, I felt now that he was not simply within me, but that I did not know where he ended and I began. He was frozen like that for the longest time. His eyes closed tightly. His eyelids trembled. A wonderful and terrible thought entered my head. That would have been a baby maker, if I hadn't been on the pill. My mind wandered thinking about how that could ever work. Would we ever be at that point? Could we take the risk?

Pushing these thoughts away, I grabbed him and pulled him down on top of me. "That was so wonderful," I whispered to him. "I can't believe how good it is with you." 

He kissed me deeply and passionately now. He was still pretty hard inside me. All this emotional and physical stimulation was probably having the same effect on him as it was on me. "I love you," he said simply as he broke the kiss. 

"What are we going to do?" I asked.

"Love each other as long as we can," he replied, looking me directly in the eyes. I could see he meant every word. Rolling beside me on the bed, he said, "I must be squishing you." Stroking my hair absently he, pushed it back so he could see me. After a while, he looked down to see us still joined together. "I guess we can take it more slowly now."

Adam was still very erect and began pumping me in a more relaxed fashion. Now that the tension had all been released, we were both ready to have simple and soft love making. This was much less wanton and raw. My peaks and valleys all ran together now. Adam was caressing me all over, exploring me tenderly. His touch was lightly tickling me in all of my erogenous places: armpits, breasts, nipples, belly, hips, mons, face and neck. I think he liked all those places as much as I liked his touch there.

I lost all sense of time and was in and out of the moment. My emotions and intellect were still having a minor tug of war. I loved him and I could tell the bonds between us were growing stronger. I wondered if there was any chance he would choose the right school for the right reasons. A sudden pang of guilt almost had me weeping, but I was jerked back to the moment as Adam's strokes became more intense. He had one hand on my hip and another cupping my breast. He tweaked my nipple gently as we both plunged into ecstasy. 

When we were completely sated, he finally slipped out of me. The afterglow was so relaxing. I moved to be more beside him and snuggled against his smooth chest. He embraced me with his strong arms. I caressed his arms as he held me. 

A couple hours later, I was awakened by a soft kiss and Adam saying, "Zane" a few times in my ear.

The dear had gotten up and made us small cups of vanilla ice cream with lots of banana slices. It was what I needed at that moment. I'd thought earlier I'd need the ice cream to soothe my sadness. Really, I needed it to resuscitate my energy and replenish my potassium. I sat up in bed to receive the cup and spoon from him. 

The ice cream was really hitting the spot. My energy was returning and my lust as well. Eating ice cream nude in bed with your brother, whom you love, is very erotic. I was getting all wet just thinking about how naughty it all was.

"I really needed this," Adam said. "The Chinese food was good, but I'm always hungry a few hours later. Especially after sex."

"Who've you been eating ice cream with after sex, little brother?"

"Oh, um - actually, you're the first. I was trying to say you're a smart shopper. You knew exactly what to buy." He was so cute; I could just eat him.

Without thinking I blurted it out. "Will you marry me?" What the hell was I saying? I almost bit my tongue. My face was turning red.

Adam didn't even hesitate. 

"When should we do it?" He was smiling, but I could tell he was dead serious. 

"I don't know. I don't know if we even can," I stammered. "I love you so much. We have known each other all this time. We don't really need a long engagement. But I have this ache in my gut telling me it'll be hard for us to pull off that feat."

We ate our bananas and ice cream in silence for a minute or so. I could see Adam's mind working the problem. I wasn't seeing any solution. 

Finally I said, "Look it's not that important right now. We've both got several years of graduate school to complete. We can work on it. If you come here to live, we will have three or four years together before I finish."

"Yeah, you're right, we don't have to cross this bridge yet," he admitted.

"Maybe it won't matter. If you keep your promise, you could end up deciding on another university. You might move on to another nice lady," I offered.

"You don't want me?" He said sadly, placing his empty cup on the bedside table.

"Oh, honey. I want you madly. I want you to have what's best for you. Picking the wrong university could mean the difference in graduating or change what you can do in life. You've gotta be selfish about it." I reached across the bed and hugged him with all my heart.

"I think you're what's best for me, Zane."

"We want the same thing. I just can't bear the guilt that my pursuit of you could cause you to pick me over the right graduate program," I whispered.

"I really understand that. I will keep my promise but I can't promise that I will exclude us from the calculus of determining where I go. There are more things than a degree or a career to make you happy," he said flatly.

Why does the heart want two opposing things at the same time? I know what I was asking of him sounded a little crazy. I was being selfless and selfish at the same time. Placing his happiness and fulfillment in life over my desire. His desire, too, I guess. The heart wants what it wants. The mind wants order and logic. The body, well the body craves what it needs. I was craving Adam at that moment.

"I need you, Adam."

"I need you too, Zane."

I put my empty cup on the bedside table and attacked. Well, it wasn't really an attack. I pressed his face between my small breasts and begged him, "Please, take me again." It wasn't very logical. However, it was so very exciting that he'd pick me over his best interest. How's that anything but hot? 

Adam leaned us back onto the bed. His mouth moved from one breast to the other. I maneuvered my slit towards his stiff shaft, willing him inside. This time I didn't hold back. I didn't care if I was rushing or racing or cheating... I pushed us to the red line and kept right on going. Adam was right there with me. We were crazed. The muscles in my legs were on fire and I could see his face starting to grimace. The dim light of the light on the nightstand made his eyes look royal blue. I could look at them forever. 

"I'm gonna cum, are you close?" he rasped. 

"Uh huh. Ooo, faaa shaa. Oh my gawd that's so goooood." I drenched him and felt him cumming deep inside me. I kept bucking for a while and then he gripped my waist and pulled me down hard grinding us together. My cunt was gripping him so tightly I couldn't believe it. God, I loved him. Forget the sex. Okay, it was mind blowing, and emotional. Why did it have to be so freaking good? If I kept doing this to him, he'd have no choice. It was depraved. I felt so conflicted. So happy and sad. I'm supposed to be training to be a scientist. Things are supposed to be black and white. All I could see were shadows and gray. 

"I love you, Adam. No matter what. Unconditionally."

"I love you, Zane." His breathing was still recovering. "How did it get so good? I've had sex. I thought I'd made love. I don't know what this is. There is nothing to even compare it to."

"I know, I'm thinking the same thing. I haven't had whatever this is before either." I looked at the clock. "Shit, Adam, we need to set the alarm. It's almost 1AM. What time do you have to be there tomorrow?"

"8 AM, but I already set it for 7:00," he said. 

"I better set my phone too," I said, heading to the front room, with fluid dripping out of me the whole way. I found my phone next to the love seat. One missed call. It was from Mom. I fought the urge to call her back. I set my alarm for 6:30. Back in bed I told Adam about the missed call as I put my phone on the nightstand.

"Did she leave a message or text?" he asked.

"No. I think I will call her in the morning. Did you get a message?" I asked.

"I don't know. I left my pants in the front room," he said, getting up to check. When he found them and retrieved his phone, his face grimaced. "Three calls, two voice mails and a text; all from Mom. I don't know if I want to know right now."

"Last call was at 10 PM." He called his voice mail. 

Hey Adam, its Mom. Just checking how the campus tour is going. No need to call back. Love you. Bye.

"That one was sent during the tour... I had my phone off... ," he said.

Hey Honey, It's Mom again. Just spoke with Zane. Call me, OK? I love you both. Bye.

"That was from the last call at 10 PM." He hung up and read the text.

Adam, please call me. I love you both. Mom

"Shit, that one was at midnight. What do I do?" He asked.

"Come to bed. You can call her tomorrow," I said, patting the bed. "She probably wants to make sure I didn't hurt you. I'm so sorry about outing you to her."

"Making sure you didn't hurt me? I think she might want to ask me why I had sex with you."

"I told her it was my fault. My exact words were I slept with Adam. It'll be fine. She's going to surprise you," I said, reversing what she'd told me about Adam. She'd been right, too. Adam had forgiven me instantly. 

He climbed in bed with me and we went to sleep in each other's arms. Tomorrow would bring new things. To me, prospects were looking brighter as I dozed off into a deep restful sleep.

At 6:30 my alarm went off and I got up to turn it off and use the bathroom. Adam was still sleeping. His morning wood poked against the sheet on the bed. He was so damn cute. I finished up and came back to bed. Peeking under the covers to look at him, I realized I hadn't really seen it in the daylight. 

His penis was really beautiful (okay, sorry, handsome, but I think it's beautiful). The hood was thick and bulging. His veins were throbbing along the sides. There was a light curve left to right. Maybe that was from his right-handed ministrations. His soft, blond pubic hair was nicely trimmed. The tightening sack lifted his testes from the cool air I'd allowed to rush in. I thought I should help him out the way I had yesterday. He'd given me so many nice orgasms last night (maybe one was earlier this morning) but he only got to have such a few compared to me. I took him right into my mouth and treated him much more gently today. He had a while before he needed to get up. Soon I could feel him shifting and knew he'd awakened. I turned my head a little so I could see his blue eyes looking down towards me. When I saw his smile, I blushed and started working him a little more. My tongue swirled around his tip and I plunged him into my throat as far as I could. 

"Oh - ah - um geez, Zane. You're spoiling me." 

I blushed some more and pushed him to the back of my throat. I felt a gag coming, but I focused on working his penis back and forth while it was there and then moving it out so I could breathe. Then again. A few minutes of this and I could feel him starting to spasm and I let him out of my throat enough that I would be able to taste his ejaculate. 

"Gaaaaaa umm c-cumming, Zaaanne!"

There was a lot this morning. I was surprised by how much considering how much sex we'd had in the previous two days. I lost count of the spurts and swallows. So yummy. I couldn't get over it. When he finished I moved up and gave him a big kiss. He didn't even flinch. Some of the guys I'd had didn't want to have anything to do with me after they were done. Adam was a fucking mensch. We cuddled a bit and then his alarm went off. I hated for him to go, but he needed to be there today. Today was actually the most important day.

I got out of bed and stood over him. "You've gotta get up," I said firmly as I pulled him from the bed.

He reluctantly got up and went to the shower. I joined him this time, figuring there would be no issue, since I'd finished him off. That guess was simply wrong. Adam's recovery power surprised me. When I bent down to wash my legs I became aware that his cock had regained its prowess. 

"Sorry, Zane," he said sheepishly. He was pressing into me at that moment. 

"Um - uh, ooooh!" I shivered as he went to the hilt. It was a really nice quick one in the shower. I was there in moments. Sucking him off in the bed had gotten me pretty excited. It wasn't a huge orgasm, but probably enough to tide me over until the evening. I was already hoping and planning for it. I quipped, "You cumming back this evening?" Hoping he'd return.

"Yeah, pretty sure. I think I can drive home early Monday before the sale starts," he said. 

I finished cleaning off and got out. I used a couple of the kitchen towels I'd bought, leaving the big towel for Adam. When he got out he still had a stiffy, but it was deflating slightly. 

"Geez dude. You're gonna kill me with that," I teased.

"Me? You've spoiled me for anyone else and I want you constantly."

Once we were dressed, he decided to call Mom. I was there so he put it on speaker. 

"Morning, sweetheart. I simply wanted to tell you I love you and wish you luck." Mom said.

"Thanks Mom. I've got you on speaker with Zane." 

"I love you," Adam and I said in unison.

"I love you both too. Are you two okay?" she asked.

"I'm wonderful." Adam said. "The university is great, Zane is great, and life is great."

"Oh, my god." She said. "I just knew it. You two are something else. Please, be careful and try not to hurt one another. And know that, no matter what, I will always love you both."

"I think I'm going to drive home early Monday, Mom," Adam said.

"I think I understand, dear heart. Please be careful," Mom replied.

"I will, thanks for understanding," Adam sighed. "I gotta go for the rest of the campus tour now. I love you, Mom."

"Love you too and you, Zane. Bye."

Disconnecting, he said, "Wow that went way better than I thought. WTF? Is she laying a trap?"

"I don't think so, Adam. I think she understands."

"Give me a hug and kiss," I asked. We had a nice long hug and a gentle kiss. "You gotta get going."

"Yeah, but I'll be back this afternoon around 2:00," he said, going out the door. "Love you, sis."

Hearing his truck depart I already missed him. The unpacking was nearly done. There were only a few odds and ends to deal with. I got busy and finished unpacking the remaining boxes. These were boxes with all the left over last minute items in them: hair drier, make-up and other toiletry items. All the cleaning supplies. 

When I finished it was nearly 10:00. I decided that the laundry was the next thing I really needed to deal with. I needed to stay on schedule as much as possible. Sunday was my day to go to the laundromat. That was the one thing my new place still didn't have. I gathered up all of the dirty clothes, even Adam's, and put them into a thick green trash bag. I always felt like such a bum on laundry day, dragging my stuff around in a plastic bag. It worked, but just felt a little demeaning kinda like a bag lady. I got my detergent packs. I bought in bulk because they cost like $2 at the laundromat. I put this all in the Civic and drove the eight blocks. 

Once there, I put in the three loads and got change to feed the machines. $1 per machine for three loads wasn't too bad. The one good thing about the laundromat was that you could run all the loads at once. That part was nice. I separated out the garbage bag laundry into three machines, tossed in a laundry pack with each load, fed the machines my quarters and started them off. 




Unintended Consequences Ch. 02



Usually I'd study or read a book while doing this menial chore. Today I didn't have anything to study for or read. I got my tablet out and started doing some research. Maybe there was more information out there than I'd thought. I had privacy in my little area for about twenty minutes, when another lady came in and took the machines across from me. I was closing up the tablet when I saw her approach. I didn't want to be discovered researching incest laws; there'd be too many questions.

My mind wandered for the next while. The machines were finally in spin mode. I was thinking how if maybe Adam did decide to come to UVA, we could get a single bedroom apartment next semester that had a washer and drier. It'd be cheaper in the long run. Pooling expenses could make things so much easier. Having him here would make me so much happier. I felt myself dampen at the thought. Then my phone buzzed in my pocket. I nearly jumped when it happened. I'm sure the nice lady thought I was a bit touched or something.

I looked at the phone and saw it was a text from Adam. "Just saw the best freaking lab ever. This might be the one." 

I caught myself wondering if it was really the one or if he was... Oh fuck, I can't keep second guessing everything he tells me. I trust him; he's changed and matured. I resisted the urge to remind him of his promise; I let it go. I texted back, "Cool, I love you. When U done?"

The washer finished up spinning and I moved all the loads to a single huge gas dryer. I'm so cheap. Two more quarters. These gas dryers were pretty good. They got the clothes done faster than Mom's ever did. It usually only took 30 minutes for my stuff. There were a couple pair of Adam's jeans, but I didn't think that'd slow things down much. My phone buzzed again about half way through.

Adam's text was curt, "Lunch with prof from lab. There after that."

I replied back: "@ Laundry for 30 mins." 

Now the dryer couldn't dry fast enough. Adam would be back early. I really hadn't thought I'd get the major portion of a day with him. I was getting so hot in anticipation. I stopped the dryer to check the clothes. Most of it was nearly dry, but the jeans were still wet. I quickly pulled out several items and stuck another quarter in and restarted it. The jeans were so damp I could tell they'd take extra time. 

While I waited, I folded the items that'd already come out and put the neatly into the garbage bag. So humiliating... I guess I should break down and buy a basket. Then I thought, I guess I could have used one of those boxes... Graduation couldn't come soon enough. Finally, the dryer finished. Everything was dry. I folded these last items quickly into the bag, tied it up so they wouldn't spill out and started back home to the duplex. 

When I got there, Adam's truck was already parked. Heading inside with my sack of clothes, I found Adam sitting in the love seat. He was on his laptop, but stopped to come help me with the bag. 

"This the laundry?" he asked quizzically.

"I know, I know, I'm super thrifty. I could have used one of those boxes, but I should just buy a basket. I don't spend anything I don't absolutely have to," I said. 

"So, how did it go?" I asked. "You really think that's the guy you want to work for already?"

"Don't worry, sis. I'm keeping my promise. I am still going to the next one Wednesday. I really got a good vibe from this professor, though. Her research is exactly the area I'm interested in working."

"You know most graduate students don't even pick their advisor until after the first year, right?" I asked, trying not to make him feel stupid.

"Yeah, she said the same thing. But she seemed really excited about her work and my interest." 

"You're just interested in her work, right?" I asked, a little jealousy showing through.

"Zane, you know I only have eyes for you. She's significantly older than Mom, okay?" He was taking my hands now.

I don't know why I thought that. It was crazy. We had only realized our attraction days ago. Now I wanted to keep Adam away from any other women. I felt silly and foolish. "Sorry, I don't know why I did that." I was looking at the floor.

Adam lifted my chin, "Hey, it's nice. I feel the same way about you. I don't want you working for any pervy profs over there either." Putting the bag down, he hugged me fully.

"So crazy, Adam. Everything is off kilter." 

"Yeah, I know. For me too. I was just reading about the laws on this. I don't think we're in any big trouble. Consenting adults are rarely prosecuted, and there are states that explicitly don't like Rhode Island. There are some countries too, like the Netherlands." 

"That's so funny. I was reading the same thing at the laundromat. I washed your clothes and now I have two clean bath towels." 

"Thanks, sis. I didn't really think about that part of the graduate student experience. I've lived at home with Mom while I went to college up until now. I've been spoiled with a live-in maid and laundry attendant. We should look into getting a one-room place with a washer-dryer." He offered.

"You need to get out of my head and into my bed," I teased him.

"I thought you'd never ask," he said, undressing. "You really want it in bed or somewhere else?"

"I like a bed. Everyone always thinks doing on the floor, couch, back seat or whatever is so erotic, but to me beds are comfy. Now if we had a swing, some nice thick exercise mats or a hot tub; then you'd have my interest piqued," I laughed.

"Would you do it on a train? Could you try it in a plane?" He intoned.

"Okay, Doctor Seuss. I'd do it wherever you like," I said, pulling him to the bedroom.

"What, you're the one that started the rhyming," he said, embracing me on the bed.

"Stop talking and kiss me. I've been missing you since you left," I whimpered.

Adam did stop and he did kiss. The bedroom was nearly in full light. The sheer material covering the south-facing windows just provided privacy. The room was near daylight in this early afternoon sun. It was a nice change from the night time interactions we'd been having. Honestly, though I just wanted him. It wouldn't have mattered if it were pitch black. Being able to see and watch him added to the whole experience, though.

He kissed my mouth for a while, then he began kissing in all the erogenous places he'd been lightly touching yesterday. He started with my armpits. Nobody had ever given me this kind of treatment. I hadn't really expected it to be so erotic, but everything he did was making me escalate in sexual arousal. Kisses weren't all he was doing either. When he started with my left armpit, he was deeply inhaling, sniffing, kissing, licking and sucking me gently. I was a little embarrassed I hadn't put on deodorant today, but then I was glad I hadn't. 

Adam moved on to my left breast. He circled the whole breast several times with the same technique. Then the nipple. When he sucked the nipple into his mouth, I had a little mini orgasm. The process was exquisite. Next my right armpit and then on to my right breast. Another mini orgasm. He nibbled his way down to my belly and tongued my belly button. My abs were in a tizzy and a jolt shot a tingle right down to my clit. He kissed and nibbled my hips in turn. His mouth was basically walking through my house and turning every light switch on. When he reached my mons and began working around my outer lips, I was electrically pre-wired to spasm. 

I came instantly when he tongued my clit. A small stream of liquid went to his awaiting mouth. "Oooo, ohhhh. Gaaaaa." I tried to muffle my scream.

He wasn't done, though. He proceeded to alternately tongue me and suck me fully into his mouth. As I approached another climax he added his fingers into the delicate ballet he was performing on me. My hips began to buck and he continued with two fingers moving in and out while he kept his mouth attached as best he could. With his free hand he found my belly and steadied me a bit for the finale, gently raking his fingernails across my tummy and down to my mons, while gently sucking my clit. Now I came and came. I think I was screaming and I could feel the liquid gushing out of me. Adam greedily sucked it all down. 

The next thing I knew, he was stroking my hair from my face and whispering my name in my ear. "Zane." Ever so gently over and over. "Zane."

My eyes fluttered open and I hugged him. "Oh my god, what was that?" 

"I guess you got a little overheated," he whispered. "Was it okay? You looked like you were enjoying it; then you shut down." He kissed me lightly on my cheek. 

"That was the most amazing thing I have ever felt, little brother. Where did you learn to do that?" I whispered.

"Just now. I thought it would be nice to go slow and discover your whole body in the daylight." His hand gently stroked my belly again. I was half way to another orgasm. 

"You're making me so horny. I need you in me. Complete me, Adam. Take me again."

"You sure you're okay?" he asked.

"So much better than okay, I can't even tell you."

Soon he was pressing into me again. His penis was slippery with precum against my wetness. As he entered me, I was watching his face. He was smiling down on me with utter joy in his eyes. His arms were trembling slightly, not from exertion, but from excitement. I opened my legs into a near split and he went in the rest of the way. Fully inside, he began working very slowly. He was serious about taking his time today. He was watching every nuance of my facial expressions as he worked. His upper body was starting to glisten in the sunlit window's glow. 

Somewhere outside I could hear Timestretch blaring out of one of the nearby houses. Seemed fairly appropriate and the dub step base beat was pretty interesting as Adam began pounding into me. I lost all sense of time. When Adam finally came it triggered another strong orgasm for me. Nothing like the one that had made me black out, but it was fantastic. My brother was my best lover. He understood everything about me. I had little mini orgasms as each twitch of his cum was deposited. 

He was exhaling my name in a silent sort of scream, "Zaaane". He collapsed, dripping with sweat.

We slept.

I woke up several hours later. It was around 5 PM on the clock. I felt wonderfully rested. Adam was snuggled up to me, but I could see he was waking as well. 

"Hey, lover," I whispered to him. "We should go for a stroll or something. It's your last day here for a while."

"Yeah, I'm kind of dreading leaving tomorrow morning," he said, stretching.

"You know I don't want you to leave. Now that I know how great it can be, I don't want to let you out of my sight," I said sadly.

"I know. You're the one who said I had to keep my promise. I just agreed to it," he smiled admiringly.

"Yeah, I know. I don't know why I said that now. What was I thinking?" I climbed out of the bed. "Let's walk up near the tennis court and then over to the gardens." 

"Okay, they didn't go there on the tour," he replied.

"Yeah, I know," I said, grinning.

We got dressed and walked the short distance to campus down the main areas and out towards the sporting areas. Most of it blew past me. I had Adam's hand and we were just lovers on a stroll. I could easily get used to this. After looking at the blooming azaleas in the gardens we stopped and got a juice smoothie. On the way back we stopped in a park and swung on the swings. This reminded me of us as kids at our first house back in Raleigh North Carolina. We were like five and four years old.

I used to push Adam to get him going. "You remember me pushing you?" 

"Yeah, I can just barely remember that. It was a rusty old swing that creaked like crazy."

"I never minded. I always looked out for my little brother." The memory came rushing back to me.

The mind is a very funny place. A scent or smell or noise can trigger the most unexpected memories and emotions. This one reminded me of my deep love for Adam.

The walk back to the apartment was a little sad. He'd be leaving tomorrow. I knew he'd be back. I was going to miss him, though. Having him here these past few days had been such joy. When we arrived at the door he held it open for me and then noticed I was tearing up a little. He hugged me tightly. 

Inside he took over. He prepared a very simple salad and warmed some Chinese food left-overs. He could sense my emotional state and was doing most of the work. I helped with getting things I'd put away. Mostly, I was wandering around in my own world. Picking things I could focus on. Preparing myself for the separation.

We ate pretty much in silence. I was being a real downer. I was never very good with hiding my emotions from Adam. That was true our whole life. I talked a good game of wanting him to do what was best for him. Now that it was going to happen, I was shutting down.

"I think I've made my decision," he said finally. "I'm going to NC State Wednesday. It's really the only other one I'm interested in because of the research they're doing. I will come back here Friday. We will talk it through. Even if I decide to go to NC State, it's just down the road from here."

My mood flipped. I had done exactly what I had intended not to do. I ran into my room and flung myself on the bed crying big tears. Tears of joy and anger. Joy because Adam would be here. Anger at myself for being so weak. Adam was at my side instantly. "Zane, please don't do this."

"Adam, I love you. I'm so weak. I never meant to change your decision. I fucked it all up."

"No, Zane. Honestly, I've been planning to come to UVA. The other schools were backups. I wanted you to think it wasn't about you. It's all been about you from the moment I saw you that Christmas. That's when I changed. I changed for you."

My crying began anew. "We're both weak." I bawled a bit more but worked myself under control. "I think I can deal with this. You did it all so you'd be near me. The whole thing?"

"Yeah, Zane. I mean I didn't get Mom and Dad to divorce, or plan on you coming down to help. I thought being near you we might find out whether you felt the same way I do."

"You know, I feel the same about you." I took his cheeks in my hands. "I didn't know you were chasing me."

"I didn't want you to know. Now, I do. I can see what my departure was doing to you. I couldn't let it hurt you like this."

"Oh Adam." I hugged him. 

We fell asleep like that. I woke up around 1 AM to pee. Adam had stripped down at some point during the night. I decided to do likewise. I spooned him from behind as I got back in bed with my one true love. What felt like a minute later; he was waking me because he was leaving. He needed to get to Mom's house before the sale. I hugged him at the door in my panties and a t-shirt I'd put on. I needed to talk to my prospective research advisors this week. I could hardly wait for Adam to return on Friday.

Yeah, there will be problems. We'll figure them out! You can count on that.