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Seduction of a Babysitter Part IV

Reader inspired story. Please read the earlier parts first. Melissa’s mom comes home from work, finding something she didn’t expect. She decides to take advantage of it, with someone watching in the dark. Hope you enjoy.

True Story

Mum finds out I’m a Nudist … bit of a BIG surprise

My name is David and I’m 26 years old and lived in 1 bedroom flat in a small town in the UK. I had recently separated from my long-term girlfriend and so was now living alone. When I was younger, I remember my parents taking me to many nudists’ beaches on holiday in warmer countries. I was a bit too young to realise then or even care but obviously something was born into me then that never left.

Fiction

Aruni: Part One: Meeting Joelle

Aruni knew very little about the world. She knew what she learned up until the fourth grade, and to her, that felt like an awful lot. She knew how to spell all of the states, what a verb is, and multiplication tables. She knew how to work the DVD player, and how to jump rope to 137. But Aruni still knew very little about the world.
Aruni had thick auburn hair that shined like copper in the sun. She didn’t like the way ponytails felt, so her hair was always tussled wildly on top her head. It fell passed her shoulders curling every which way. Her father said that her hair made her lucky, and that he had learned that from a book. That made Aruni feel very proud. Aruni did not like wearing dresses and skirts. Being different made her feel very special.
Aruni was just discovering a new emotion in her chest. She felt queasy and unsteady sometimes. She might be brushing her teeth absentmindedly when her heart would start thumping wildly in her chest. She worried about that for a long time. When she asked her mum about it she said that Aruni was probably just getting too excited and that she need not worry. Aruni was falling in love, and neither she or her mother knew.
When Aruni was nine, her family moved to a new house. She liked her new room, but she missed her old friends. Summer was lonely and it was hard to make friends in a new neighborhood.
“I’m boored,” Aruni whined.
“Why don’t you ride your bike?” her mother asked.
“Because it’s hot,” Aruni complained.
“Okay,” her mother said, but it was not ten minutes later that Aruni was complaining of boredom again. So her mother sent her out of the house toting a water bottle and her helmet and forbade her from coming back inside until she met someone new. Aruni pouted until her mother was out of eyesight, then smiled. It would be so much more fun if she found someone to play with. She rode around the block, but every kid she passed looked busy; playing in the sprinklers, chasing other kids around with sticks. One was even crying while his older sister picked him up. Aruni felt really shy every time she thought about approaching anyone.
Disheartened, she set her sights for home when a cocker spaniel as black as the night and as shiny as silk darted in front of her bike. She quickly yanked her handle bars left, and her tires skidded out from under her. She tried to stand and not fall, but she hopped on one leg three times before she finally toppled backward and landed on her hands. Her face felt hot and tears of shame welded up in her eyes. She quickly tried to wipe them away. She heard laughter and looked up to see a girl her age standing over her.
“You should have seen your face!” she hollered and roared laughing again. Aruni tried to let out a small chuckle but a little squeak came out instead.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry,” the girl smiled. “Need help?” Aruni shook her head no, afraid to open her mouth. She got up and tried to wipe the dirt from her skinned palms.
“Bad dog, Yippie! No! No!” she scorned suddenly. “I was supposed to be watching him, but he ran out.”
“That dogs a he?” Aruni asked. “Why’s he wearing that bow?”
“Oh, my Momma said he don’t know any better, so I can put that bow on him if I want to,” the girl smirked. “Don’t he look pretty?”
“I guess,” Aruni held out her hand for the dog to sniff. She had never had any dogs because of her father’s allergies. The dog sniffed her hand, then licked her fresh cut. “Ouch,” Aruni yelped.
“I have a band-aid inside if you want it,” the girl said.
“No, that’s o-” then she remembered her mother’s instructions, “Actually, okay. I could use a band-aid,” she decided.
“Good, the cat behind the house just had kittens. Let’s go play with them.” The little blond grabbed the dog’s collar. “What’s your name? Mine’s Joelle.”
“It’s Aruni.”
“That’s weird. A-runi. I think I like it though,” and with that she was off leaving Aruni to follow her.
“Thank you for the band-aid,” Aruni said. She watched with jealousy as Joelle reached inside a fish bowl filled with candy. Joelle house had a funny smell to it, almost like stale bread. It felt too messy and dark for Aruni to be completely comfortable. Dishes littered the counters, and the laundry was half-folded in the dining room.
“You can have some if ya want,” Joelle shrugged and unwrapped a big lollipop. Aruni grabbed a blue one and follow Joelle out the back door.
“Where’s your parents?” she asked.
“Mom’s at work. My brother’s home though.” Joelle’s little nose wrinkled at the thought of him. “He stays in his room, so hopefully you don’t have to see him.” Joelle ran behind a white shed. Her backyard was big, and to Aruni, it looked like the best playground she had ever seen. There were two fat rabbits huddled underneath a bench to her left. Joelle had an in ground swimming pool and a trampoline. Aruni thought that Joelle would make fun of her if she saw how excited she was, so she bit her lip and followed Joelle behind the shed.
“Hey-lo! Hey!!” Joelle cooed to a cardboard box. Aruni could hear the soft high-pitched mewing. She peered over the edge and saw four kittens pushing themselves around in the box. Aruni had never seen a kitten before, but in pictures they looked cuter, she decided. These kittens were small, and their faces were smushed in. They could not stand, or see very well because they kept pushing themselves into one another.
“What’s wrong with them?” Aruni asked shyly. Joelle shrugged. She popped her red lollipop out of her mouth.
“Mama said they’re ugly cause they were just born, but one day they’ll get bigger,” she reached a finger out to pet an orange kitten on his head. Just then, a big fluffy black cat landed in the box. The cat looked defensively at Joelle, its tail swishing back and forth. “We best go, that mama looks mad,” Joelle backed away. Aruni agreed.
“So…” Aruni said while trying her best to look nonchalant. “Do you swim a lot?”
“Huh? Oh. Yeah, I mean I guess. It’s boring to swim by myself and my brother don’t like to swim too much. I guess you could swim with me if you wanted, but we’d have to wait until my mom got home. Else my brother would have to come with us.”
“Oh,” Aruni tried to hide her disappointment. She never had a swimming pool. She sucked diligently on her lollipop and looked up. “Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he came. We could just ignore him,” she said.
Joelle pushed the blonde hair away from her face. “Well, it is really hot. Come on, I got a swim suit you can put on!” She skipped back inside, Aruni giggling behind her. They ran up the wooden staircase and into Joelle’s room.
“Your room is cool,” Aruni said politely. Joelle’s room was painted dark blue. She had a bigger bed than Aruni, with a red and white striped blanket on top. Aruni sat down on the bed while Joelle dug through her closet.
“Here,” she said and threw the garment at Aruni. She held it up. It was a white one-piece bathing suit that glimmered a little in the light. The back had a heart shape cut out of it. “I got a prettier one last week anyway,”
Joelle said as she held up her purple two-piece. Hers was indeed prettier; it had purple flowers sewed onto the fabric on the top piece. The bottom was in the shape of a short skirt. “You can change in here, I’ll use the bathroom,” Joelle said and then left Aruni to change.
Aruni stripped naked and stepped into the suit, but when she pulled it up to her shoulders it was a little tight. It pulled the fabric tight between her legs. Aruni decided that it fit okay though; mostly she just didn’t feel like going home. Aruni buddle her clothes up, hiding her pink panties underneath her shirt and then stepped into the hallway just in time to see Joelle come out of the bathroom. “Let’s go get Rudy,” Joelle said.
Joelle knocked on the last door in the hallway as she pushed it open. “Rudy!” she yelled. Aruni timidly peeked around the corner and saw a tall, lanky, black-haired boy sitting at his desk. Yippie had made his way upstairs and was sitting at Rudy’s feet. His headphones were in his ears as he typed away on his computer. “Rudy!” Joelle yelled louder this time.
The boy looked annoyed, then surprised to see the two girls in the doorway. His eyes lingered on the girl with the rust colored hair, covered in freckles. He saw, but didn’t mean to see, a small mound of skin peeking out from between her legs in the bathing suit that was too small. Rudy had never seen a naked girl that wasn’t at the end of the computer screen, and he decided that he very much liked the sight. Aruni saw his eyes dancing on her skin and she felt very exposed. Her face flushed red.
Rudy pulled the earphones from his head. “What do you want?” he asked his sister.
“You have to come sit outside with us. We’re going swimming,” she said with her arms crossed.
Rudy pursed his lips and rolled his eyes. “Fine, but not for long, I’m busy.”
Joelle scoffed and stomped away, Aruni close behind. As she turned, Rudy saw the small curve of a cheek coming out of her swim suit. He rearranged his now stiffening cock, and grabbed a book to follow the girls.
“Come on, Yippie,” he said, scratching the dogs head.
“He can be such a jerk!” Joelle murmured when she thought they were safely out of ear shot. Aruni didn’t know what to say to console her new friend.
“I don’t have a brother,” she said.
“Good! Let’s hope you never do!” Joelle said frowning. She picked up a pool noodle and threw it in the water. She gave Aruni a wicked grin. “CANNONBALL!” she announced with a running start and a leap into the water. Aruni giggled.
“ME TOO!” she exclaimed and followed. Rudy had come out just in time to see the girls disappear under the water. He sat at a pool chair with his book.
Aruni had taken swimming lessons last summer. She loved being in the water. She pretended she was a fish and swam around the bottom of the pool. There was a funny feeling between her legs as she kicked and the too-small swim suit collapsed further into the folds of skin. She came up for air to see Joelle leaning against a green water noodle.
“Hmph. You a good swimmer, but I think I’m better.” She grabbed two plastic rings from the side of the pool and dropped them in the water. “Wanna race?” she grinned. The girls dived in the water. Aruni liked the feeling the fabric was giving her in her private parts and spread her legs further apart as she swam with her new friend.
Rudy tried his best to focus on the page in front of him. But every time the girls came out of the pool, he could see more of Aruni. He found himself day dreaming. Thinking about what it would look like if he pulled the fabric all the way aside. Thinking about if she had freckles everywhere on her body. He thought about if any hair she might have grown down there and wondered if it would be rust colored too.
Rudy was not usually so perverse, but he had stumbled on a website with naked girls on it last week. The thing he was most curious about was kissing a girl between her legs. Rudy still knew very little about sex though. His appetite had become inflamed as he learned more. Where he used to touch himself a few times a week, he found that he could touch himself a few times a day. Watching the girls splash around in front of him was more than he could take.
“I have to go to the bathroom,” he announced. He shuffled inside using the book to conceal his erection. Yippie followed close behind.
“Whatever,” Joelle yelled annoyedly. She quickly focused her attention back on trying to catch Aruni in a game of Marco-Polo. When the sliding door closed behind her brother, Joelle hopped in the water. “Can we take a break?” she asked.
“Yeah,” sighed Aruni. She was really enjoying the feeling of swimming around. The pressure on her privates was similar to the touching she did sometimes at night, but being in front of her friend and her dark-haired brother made her feel a new excitement she had not known before.
Joelle settled on her favorite spot in the pool. She folded her arms on the concrete and felt the familiar jet of water spraying on her vagina. Joelle knew it wouldn’t take very long for her climax and would be finished before her brother came back. She smiled and sank into the pressure innocently laying her head on her arms.
Aruni noticed her friends face was red and her breathing was heavy. She thought she must be very tired from running around the pool trying to catch her. She straddled the green noodle and floated in the water. She was feeling bold with the water hiding her bottom half and her friend looking away. She started rocking back and forth. She bargained that it would look innocent if anyone should see her. Her small pussy lips rocked back and forth and she squeezed her eyes tight, humping and pleasuring herself.
Rudy stood behind the staircase peeking at his sister with his hand slipped in his shorts. The blond hair on her head was wet and pressed to her forehead. Her eyes were closed and her cheeks were red. He imagined that she might make that face if he was kissing her pussy. He imagined that maybe she was making that face because Aruni was kissing her pussy under the water. That was a new thought- that women could be together like that and it sent Rudy into a fit of ecstasy. He unzipped his pants and looked disappointingly at his still hairless crotch. His penis was hard even though he had cum twice this morning. He rubbed himself to orgasm thinking about Aruni touching his sister, kissing his sister, kissing him, kissing his sister between her legs. He imagined that he would press his penis into the pink folds that he had seen this morning of Aruni’s vagina. That he would shoot his cum there while Aruni licked his sister.
The children all masturbated, together, but alone. And none of them felt the least bit guilt of their lust. Rudy moaned and three long streams of clear cum shot out of his penis. He leaned against the wall, ignoring the wetness rolling down his hand. He took a moment to catch his breath and then looked embarrassed at the puddle he made on the hardwood floor. Yippie sniffed curiously at the liquid. His pink tongue quickly darted out for a taste, and then lapped it up eagerly. Rudy looked curiously at the dog then laughed, ignoring the small tingle in his limp penis. “You stupid dog, that’s gross!” he said. Rudy decided that it was okay though, because now he didn’t have to clean up his mess. He shrugged, zipped up his pants and went back outside to join the girls.
The children were all very tired and all for the same reason. “I think my mom might be wondering where I am,” Aruni said apologetically as she climbed out of the water and grabbed a towel ignoring Rudy’s innocent glance.
“Hey. You should ask your mamma if you can spend the night here,” Joelle said with a wicked grin. “Then we can swim some more.”
Aruni tried her best to hide her excitement. “She’ll say yes, I know she will!”
“Good,” Joelle smiled. “Um, you can go change. I’m going to keep resting,” Joelle said, her face turning pink again.
“Sure,” Aruni said, thinking her friend must be very tired. Yippie was sitting by the door, looking at Aruni as she approached it. “Do you want to go inside, puppy?” She opened the door and walked up the stairs, Yippie at her heals.
In Joelle’s room, alone in the house, Aruni felt out of place. She closed the door behind her, Yippie still following close behind. “Are you a sweet puppy?” Aruni said to the dog looking up at her happily. She reached out to scratch the dog’s ears, and the towel wrapped around her arms fell to the floor. Yippie’s tail slowly thudded up and down on the carpet. That made Aruni feel pleased. She squatted down to better give Yippie some attention.
As Aruni’s legs parted, the little dog’s nose started to open and close, taking in the new scent. He moved his head closer to the source, and pressed his black nose into Aruni’s still wet private parts. Aruni gasped. That spot between her legs was throbbing painfully from the orgasm she didn’t have. Yippie pressed his nose more frantically, butting her over again. His paws danced on the carpet from excitement. Aruni was nervous and embarrassed from the attention Yippie was giving her, and she fell backwards for the second time that day.
Yippie did not miss a beat as he followed her to the ground. Aruni knew that she should push him away, but the thought of anyone else, even this dog, touching her in her no-no spot thrilled her. She could feel his cold nose on the outer lips of her vagina that were peeking out from the white fabric. Yippie begin to whine and scratch at the floor. Aruni had never had a dog and wasn’t sure what to make of the attention she was getting. Yippie pushed his nose under the wet fabric at last and all at once a small pink tongue darted at her moist folds. Aruni pushed the dog away in fear. Her father had told her once not to play with strange dogs because they might bite her, and Aruni did not want to be bitten. She pushed the dog away gently with her foot so that she didn’t hurt Yippie’s feelings.
Aruni changed into her clothes and walked downstairs to say goodbye to her friend. She could see Joelle in the same spot that she left her. Her eyes were closed tight and her mouth was open just a little. She was facing away from her brother who paid her no attention. Aruni opened the door and Joelle jumped back, kicking away from the sidewalk.
“Jesus, you scared me!” Joelle said defensively. “Wait, lemme give you my cell phone number before you go.” Aruni was too embarrassed to admit that she didn’t have a cell phone, so she tried to hide her jealousy. Aruni rode her bike home, Joelle’s number in on a post-it in hand.
“Why is your hair wet, Aruni?!” her mom exclaimed worriedly. Aruni told her the story of her cool new friend. She highlighted the cute animals, the trampoline and the pool and left out the part about Yippie almost biting her no-no spot. Her mother wrinkled her brow.
“It makes me nervous for you to be there without any adults, Aruni,” her mother said.
“Mooom! It’s fine! Her brother was watching us and he’s very responsive!” Aruni whined. Her mother cracked a smile.
“Do you mean responsible? I sure hope he’s responsive!” she laughed, but Aruni didn’t understand the joke. “You can spend the night tonight, but I’ll drive you over there so I can meet her mother.”
Aruni told her mom thank you and ran to pack her bag. She was very excited to spend time with her new friend.

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Fantasy

Weekend with my cousins and aunt

Growing up me and my cousins and aunt were very close.  It was a few years ago when i realised how close we would be. My guy cousin Jared is a year older than me but we were still close.  He is tall hot and a ladies man.  My girl cousin Alex is two years younger than me.  She has a great body with  nice firm tits and a round ass.  Nowy aunt was one of the hottest women ive ever seen, but ill get to that later.  
One summer my parents deceided to go on a getaway trip for a week leaving me and my sister behind.  My sister deceided to stay at her Friends and went to my cousins. After dropping me off i enetered my cousins house and was greeted by my aunt who seemed to be in a rush.  “Hey Dan, i have to pick your cousins from there sports, be back in an hour.”. I went up to jareds room and droped my stuff in on the floor and thought about what i could do for an hour.  Then i got great idea.  I stood up and walked to my cousin Alexs room.  As soon as i enetered i could smell the perfume and made my way over to her drawers. I opened the top drawer and BINGO i found what i was looking for, my 12 year old cousins nice blue thong.  I lifted up the thin material and sniffedthe crotch.  Smelling her nice cunt made me nice and hard.  I began stroking my cock through my pants as i smelled her thong.  I removed all my clithing and laid down on the bed and began stroking my cock with the thong.  “O Alex your pussy is so tight.” i said to myself.  I could feel the cum building up in my balls now.  “O Alex your pussy feels so good its about to make me cum.”. At this point. Couldnt take it any more, I began strogking my dick furiously.  With oe last stroke i blew my 14 year old cum into the crotch of her thong.  I looked at the clock and saw i still had 45 minutes to myself.  So i cleaned myself uo and waited for my cousins to get back.  
I spent a majorty of the time watching TV in Jareds room.  Hearing the garage door open i went downstairs t greet everyone.  Alex was the first person i saw.  She  is 5′  feet tall and just starting to develope brest at, 36a and a nice small round ass.  She has beutiful long dark hair and deep brown eyes.  “Hey Alex how you doing” i saud “Fine, but we loat our soccer game” she said “Mabey you should try harder” i responded with a smile.  Nex i saw Jared who was the same height a me, 6′.  Hes plays football for his school and just got done a weugt lifting workout with his team.  He has short brown hair and is one of the funniest people ive ever met.  We beagan pushing each other around and trying to pin each other as m aunt walked by she just laughed.  “How you doin cousin” he asked “Good your pretty damn strong now” i said.  “Dont worry you will ge there, lets go to my room so i can change.  With that we picked ourselves up and went to his room.  I sat down on the bed and Jared closed the door and took his clothes off.  When i saw him taking off his cloths i egan to stare at his abs. Looking at his muscular bidy i felt my penis cone to life, sligtley building up with blood.  Jared didny see me looking so he took off his underware. I havent seen Jared naked since we were kids and there were some big changes.  My eyes fell to hus crotch which was cleanly shaven.  Even though he was soft he was still 6 inches big, putting my 7 inch erect penis to shame.  Seeing him naked got me completly hard and took all of my concentration to not touch myself.  After putting on his pants Jared looked at me and said “Enjoying the shiw pretty boy” as e he pointed to the small tent that formed in my pants.  I blushed and just looked away and he laughed.  The next couple of hours we just watched TV and plaued video ganes until dinner was ready at  8.  Me ad jared went downstairs to get the pizza that was waiting for us.  A few minuts later Alex came downstairs to join us.  I instantly noticed she was in a tshirt just long enough to cover her panties.  For the next hour and a half i had to focus on looking in Alexs eyes and not her panties.  After all the pizza was gine Alex said she was tired an wanted to go to bed so me and Jared said goodnight and she was gone.  Onxe she was gone Jared turned to me and said “Dude i caught you seekin a peek at my sister pervert”. “No i wasnt” i quickly replied.  “I dont blame you, you still havent seen a girl naked yet” he was right i couldnt arhue with that.  “Im going to take a shower” i said. As i got up to leave Jared said “Can i take a shower with you I dont feel like waiting for you”. I was taken back because after what happened earlier today i felt a little Nervous. “Sure” i finally said.  So we both made our way into the shower.  
I got i the room and turned on the water while Jared started taking off his clothes.  Once again i was staring at his nice tan body.  He looked at me and said “Are you alright?”. “Yea you cab get in i have to piss before i get in.”. As he got in te shower i slowley took off my clothes looking at me self in the miror.  I was semi hard now an unlike Jared i only trimed my pubes.  After i took my piss  got in the shower with my completley naked cousin who got me gard earlier today.  Once i was i i tried not to stare at Jareds penis because i knew i would get a boner, which would nit be good cobsidering we are so close to each other.  I asked him to pass the body was and asked if i could get his back and shoulders when i was done.  After washing myself i put some of the bodywash in my hands and slowley reached for his shoulders.  When i tpuched his shoulderrs i felt him shake.  I began to rub the soap over his strong muscular shoulders.  As i continued i felt my cock spring to life.  My penis slowLey rised until i felt it make contact with sonething. As i looked down i saw it was Jareds ass.  My head was rubbing against his ass.  I felt Jared shake agaun and he said “Im ginna get out ill see you in bed” with that he opened the curtain and stepped out.  As he was stepping out inoticed that his penis was alomst fully erect.  I was shocked to see that he was gettig horny like me. I was abke to calm my erection down and finished up in the shower. I went ibto Jareds room and saw him watching TV in his bed. I closed the door behind me and laid down on the pull out bed. After awhile i got bored of the show and turned to my side to fall to sleep.  After 15 minutes i felt my bed shake.  Jared fell on my bed and rolled over next to me. “Dont worry about what happened in the shower it was nothing.” he said to me “Good it never happened.”. With that e grabbed my head and we started wrestling in the bed.  After tossing and turning for awhile Jared ended up on top of me straddling his legs around my waist.  I suddenly felt his cock slowley getting hardand his breathing starting to get faster.  As he sat in me we starred into each others eyes.  I made the first mive and removed both of our shirts.  I began to rub my dick up againts his through our pants.  As our breathing got faster we rubbed our hard cocks agaunts each other faster.  Jared took my pants off and began pinching and pulling my nipples while i took his pants off.  Once Jareds big 10 inc cock was free he wasted no time shshoving it down my throat. I was still a virgin and had bever done anything sexual with someone else, so i jus let Jared do whatever he wanted.  He began fuckig mmy mouth hard making me gag and spit all over his cock which turned me on. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and pointed to the chair so he would sit down. I walked over to him an and began kissing hus chest and nipples.  I worked my way down to his cock.  Taking hold if hus penis i kissed his head and licked the sides of his shaft. I put his head in my mouth and slowley sucked it and slid the rest of his cock down my throat abd held it there. Feeling my gag reflects kick in i pulled his cock out for a secind and put it bac in. After doing this for 3 minutes i could feel his balls tighting about to cum. I quickley pulled his cock out of my mouth and  said “Dont cum yet.”.  I then stood over him and begab to sit down in hus cock.  I got about an inch of hus penis unside if me before i felt the pain and pulled it out. “Your dicks huge i dont think ill be able to fit it in”. I said “Just put it in and wait for the pain to subside” Jared said.  So i grabbed his cock again and put all 10 inches un me. I suddenly felt q a jolt of pain and sexual pleasure run through my body. After waiting a few minutes Jared grabbed my cheeks and i began to bouce up and down on hus cock. Feeling hus cock in my ass  began to moan and stoke my own cock. “Your cock feels so good in my ass.”.  I said “I gonna cum soon”. Jared responded. “I want you to cum inside of me”. I began to stroke my cock faster now and our moaning incresed. Jared tightend hus grip on my ass and i sat down and put all of his cock in my ass. I felt his warm cum fill up my ass and shot my load all over his chest. As our orgasms subsided we boy stared at each other. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean myself up. When i came back Jared was already asleep so i went to my own bed and thought about what happened. I never imagined that i would lose m virginity to another guy. I had always been a little bi curios but didnt think my first sexual encounter would be wity a guy. Deep down inside of me i did enjoy it and wanted it to happen again. I just had to get Jared horny.
I woke up the next morning to Jared tapping me on the shoulder.  “I have a football workout today and Alex has soccer.  My moms taking us and shes going to work.  Me and Alex will be at a friends house so youll be here aoone until 5.”. With that he was gone and i looked a the clock that said 10:00. Once i heard the car leave the drive way i decied to get up. I figured since id be alone ill just go naked, so i took off my coothes and headed downstairs.  Watched tv and ate food until noon when my cock finally woke up. Getting horny i headed upstaurs to Alexs room to get a pair of panties. When i entered the room and opened the drawer felt something hard. I pulled it out and to my suprise it was a 8 inch vibrator. I smelled the vibrated and it smelled fresh with my cousins juices. I then had a great idea. Every since i arrived ive always wanted to get in my cousins pants. Now that i knew she had a vibrator i assumed that she masturbated often. I would take and hide it until Alex was driven crazy enough and i would move in and fuck. It was a longshot but i would do it anyways. I set the vibrator down and grabbed a pair of pink panties and was ready to jac off when i heard the door open. Scared out of my mind i gabbed the vibrator and bited into Jareds room. Afer i through on some clothes and hiding the vibratie i went downstairs to see who was home. To my suprise it was Alex.  “Why are you hoe so early”. I asked “My friend was sick so i had to come home after practice, im going to go up to my room for a little bit. When i heard go up the stairs and close her door a quietly went upstairs and put my ear against the door. I could hear her drawers opening and closing “Were is it” i heard her say. I then knew she was looking for the vibrator and a big smile came across my face. I heard fall on the bed so guess she gave up the look.  then i heard so noises ad i knew she was tryig to masturbate without the vibrator. I laughed to myself and went into Jardes and spent the rest of the afternoon in there. I was taking a nap when Jared came hime and i woke up to him standing next to me naked. “Ready for round two” Jared said. “Hell ya” i said. He seemed to still be in fotball mode beause he immediatly grabed me and took off my clothes. His dick was already hard and it looked like he pur lube on it. He pushed me down so i was lying on my back and he pushed my feet in the air so he had full acess to my ass. Without hesitation he shoed all 10 inches inside of me, but this time there was no pain and was all pleasure. He bagan fucking me as hard as he could and i could feel an orgasm building inside of me. “Yes fuck me, make me cum through me ass”. I said.  Then it hit me, the most powerful orgasm that i had ever felt. My body started convulsing from the plesure I wanted to scream burt i knew i couldnt. “Get ready i want to cum in your mouth” Jared said. He quickly pulled out his cock and i went to my knees. He began furiously stroking himself until he shot his big load into my mouth. I held his cum in my mouth and savoured the nice warm taste. Once i swallowed it i cleaned off the rest of his cock with my tongue.  “Your fucking amazing at this” Jared said “Well you know how rto use that 10 inch cock pretty well.”. “Ive had experiance, im gonna take a shower”. Jared said as he walked to the door. I noticed that Alex was still in her room with the door closed. I crept to the door and put ear up against it. I could barely hear the porn that was being played on the computer and i heard Alex say “Dammit, it isnt same with my fingers”. I knew my plan was working and i would just have to wait till te oppurtune moment.
The rest of the night was normal, Me and Jared watched TV ad played video games until my Aunt came back and made us dinner.  Once again Alex came downstairs in just a tshirt, but instead se was wearing the blue thong i masturbated with earlier. I was able to sneak a few peeks but that was it.  When Alex left the room to gi to bed i found myself with a boner and Jared smiling at me. “Like Alexs panties much” Jared said “its actully a thong” i sad with a smile. “Sorry i wasnt looking at my sister close enough.  How about we go take care of that erection you have. Ican see that thig a mile away” Jared said.  I agreed and we bith went Jareds room. When we entered Jared got on his and let face fuck him.  Grabbing his head i thrusted my hips forward and until my whole cock was in his mouth. This was Jareds first time taking the beating and i had to make up for lost time. I continued to fuck his mouth untli i felt my balls tighten and i pulled out and shot my load into his mouth. “That taste pretty good.  Time for you to take your beating.  Get on all four and show me your ass”. Jared said. Listening to him i got ob the bed o all fours and stuck ass up giving Jared complete access. Jared walked up behind me and began massaging mu ass cheeks and kissing them.  He fingered my ass and spit on it,  this got me hard again so i began to stroke myself. After wetting my ass with his spit Jared shoved his cock in my as and fucked me doggystyle. “Holy shit” i moaned. I started stroking my cock faster and Jared started fucking me harder. Jared couldnt last any longer and shot his load in my ass.  Once i felt his warm cum inside i shot m load on the bed and started cumming in my ass. I started convulsing again along with Jared. We couldnt take any more of it and we bot passed out for night.
I woke up with Jaeed on my back and realised it was 2:00 pm. I woke Jared up so he could pull his morning wood out of my ass. We got dressed and headed downstairs for some food.  “How the hell do you guys sleep in this late. Did you stay up and watch porn all night”. Alex said laughing. “something like that”. Jared mumbled. The rest of the day went smoothe except me and Jared couldnt fuck since Alex was home. Later that day Jared told me he was going to a friends house and would sleep over.  “You can come if you want” Jared said but i declined. After Jared left my Aunt called the house and said she had to stay at work fr few extra hours. So that left me and Alex aline for the night.
We decided to order pizZa for dinner. After i orderded the food Alex decided to take a shower. When alex came downstairs after the food arrived i was shocked.  She was in a white tshirt and wearing another thong. She was still wet from her shower and i could see the outline of her nipples. She sat next to me while we ate the pizza and watched a womens soccer game. I had an erection the entire time and it took me all my strength not to just pick her up and start fucking her.    
We got into an argument about the soccer game. “Mens soccer is ten times better than this shit” i said. “Shut the hell up, give me two godd reasons why mens is better”. She responded. “One, its faster, two theres no pussys” i said. “Take it back asshole” Alex said as she jumped on top of me. “I said take it back” she repeated. “Never” i said. She grabbed my shirt and we started wrestling with each other. I could feel her shirt slide up her back so i tried to grab her ass as much as possible. She straddle my waist and grabbed my wrist. We stopped moving and i could feel my erection rubbing against her ass. We both starred at each other breathing deeply. “Im going to bed” Alex finally said. And she got up and walked away. I layed on the couch and thought about what happened. I felt mad because that was a great chance for me to fuck Alex. I ran upstairs to Alexs doot and put my ear against the door. I could hear her masturbating.  I she was saying something but i couldnt make it out. I went to Jareds room to look for the dildo. When i went to the spot i left, it wasnt there. “That bitch” i whispered. She must have come in sometime earlier and took it. Mad at myself and knowing my plan wasnt going to work i layed down and tried to go to bed. Adding to my fruatration Jared wasnt there to fuck me. I tried to jack off but i couldnt. I layed awake in my bed for 2 hours thinking about what i should do. I looked across the hall and saw Alexs door cracked open. Against my better judgment i got up and tip toed over to the door. I slowley opened the door and walked over to the bed. I saw her silently sleeping naked. I felt my cock come to life creating a tent in my boxers. I watched her breast rise and fall at each breath. I pulled her sheets down to reveal her nice shaven pussy. I couldnt take it anymore. I took my boxers off and laid on top of Alex. “What the fuck are you doing”. She screamed. “Finishing what we started,” i said. I shoved my tongue down her throat and passionatly kissed her. She pulled away from me saying “We cant do this. We are cousins”  “Who cares. We both want it i can hear you masturbating at night” i said.  “I know i want, but i cant” she said. I beagn rubbing her pussy “Your brother has been fucking me for the past 3 days. He may be gay, but im not” i said.  I could feel her pussy getting wet and her breathing getting shorter. “To hell with it” she finally said. “Fuck me like theres no tomorrow”. With that i stuffed mycock in her warm tight tweleve year old pussy.  “Holy shit, your pussy is amazing” i said.  “Cmon, fuck me you dirty bisexual whore” she demanded. I put her feet behind hee head and began fucking her as hard as possible. “You like my pussy” she asked “Hell ya baby” i responded. I could her my dick sliding in and out of her pussy and the cum building in my balls. “Dont stop i going cum” she said “Me to” i added “Good i want your entire load inside of my warm fuckin pussy”.  With one last thrust reached my orgasm along with Alex. Ishot my entire load deep inside her. Our bodies convulsed as we climaxed. We finally passed out.
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Fantasm

Dreams come true…

Tonight was it. Every detail had been meticulously planned. He had haunted her footsteps like a shadow for the past two months, had her in his every thought for the past seven. He had memorized her every smile. He would awaken from his dreams to swear he could smell her sweet perfume. He had tried fruitlessly to win her attention, but she barely even noticed his existence. And with every unreturned smile he felt a hate burn inside of him. She thought she was better than him. She thought that she could just ignore him, swat him away like an insect. But not for long. After tonight she would never forget him.
He sat under the leaves of a maple tree not two hundred yards from her apartment watching her windows. Her roommate had gone home for the weekend, so she was alone. He watched the lights in her room flicker and brighten from what he assumed to be her tv. His hands twitched in anticipation as her laughter trickled down from the tiny sliver she had cracked in her window. She always kept her window open at night. Finally her laughter subsided and the flicking lights vanished. The window was dark and quiet, and all he had left to do was wait just a little longer. It was twelve fifteen.
He crept up the stairs running through all he had brought with him. He hoped that none of it would be necessary, but it was better to be prepared. It would be more fun without it. He had brought soft, silky strips of cloth of the deepest red: her favorite color. And it always looked so good against her pale skin and ebony hair. He also had a knife. The blade was small and dull, couldn’t cut through the most delicate of lace, but it was more for the effect. He had no intention of truly causing her harm, and he would rather not use it. It was more to make sure that she didn’t struggle. He winced as the board in front of her door creaked. Yes her roommate was out of town, but she still had neighbors. The excitement bubbled up inside him, his patience failing fast. Fumbling, he reached into his pocket, pulling out a key. Her roommate had conveniently “lost” hers a week ago, only to have it turn up just under the driver’s side door of her car a day later. In the meantime a copy had been made. The key slid silently into the lock, fitting perfectly. Slowly he pushed the door open, and slunk inside. He left the door open a crack for just an instant to allow the glow of an orange street lamp to illuminate the room. It was easy to orient himself in a second, for all the apartments had the same floor plan. Finally he pulled the door firmly shut behind him and locked it.
He stood for what seemed to stretch on forever, taking in the sounds and smells of the apartment. It smelled of lavender, and faintly of her. To his left he could hear the white noise of the refrigerator humming, and just underneath he thought he caught the sound of sheets rustling and a soft sigh. He removed his shoes, and painstakingly began to traverse the space between the front door and her bedroom. He was so close. After what seemed a lifetime, he reached her bedroom door. It was cracked open just a bit, and he held his breath as he placed his hand on the handle. Slowly he pushed it open.
There she lay, her slender form stretched out upon the bed, right under the open window. She looked so small and helpless engulfed by the size of the double bed. Her pale skin glowed in the moonlight that streamed through the window, illuminating her peaceful face ringed by soft raven waves. Even his dreams had not done her justice. How dare she think herself better than him. It was she laying helpless in dreamland, unaware of his power over her. He felt himself begin to grow hard as he noticed her left breast peeking out from under the covers in the gentle moonlight. He had waited so long for this. Quietly he shut the door behind him and crept across the room. He wished for her to remain asleep until he was ready. Stooping by the bed side table, he removed to strips of the red cloth and the knife. The other to strips he tied at the foot of the bed. He would need those in time, and he would hate for anything to interrupt him. Next he carefully leaned over and slid the window shut. No need having an audience listening in on his fun. Finally he was ready.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, gazing at her face. His anger melted as he studied the way the moonlight made her glow. He leaned over and tenderly brushed a strand of hair as soft as silk from her face, then let his hand cradle her cheek. He studied the face that he already had burned into his every waking and dreaming moment. He could have loved her fully if she was not so self absorbed. He bowed his head over hers, feeling her whisper of a breath against his skin as he kissed her forehead. Her skin was as smooth as marble and as warm as a summer’s breeze. He moved lower, mildly kissing her lips, feeling their rosebud softness against his before pulling away. A smile lay upon her lips, as if in a dream worth keeping. He softly kissed her again, then again, then again, each time more passionately than before. His hands began to wander, running through her hair, across her cheek, down her neck, over her shoulders.
Suddenly her eyelids flew open and with a gasp she tried to push herself away from him. Her eyes were filled with panic as she searched for her dream assailant to find that it was all too real. Her deep brown eyes cast about his face asking a million questions with one look. Before she could even speak he cut her off. In a rare mood of tenderness he spoke words he could never imagine himself saying. “It’s ok. I’m here.” He tried to kiss her again, but she pulled away, trying to take the blankets with her. “Get away from me,” she gasped. Instead the blankets slipped down to reveal her full breasts, nipples already hard with what he took to be pleasure. Her spiteful words brought all his hate rushing back, and any tenderness he had felt was gone for good. “What? Too good for me are you?” he asked gruffly. At this he pulled her into his embrace and kissed her again. She struggled, trying to turn her head and push him away, but instead he tangled one hand in her hair, holding her face against his. The other hand he slid down her bare body to rest on the small of her back, keeping her in place. She began pounding her hands against his broad shoulders, trying desperately to push him away but he was too strong. She tried to speak, to beg him to stop, but all she could make were whimpering sounds as he forced his lips against hers. The more she struggled the more his grip tightened. As he deepened his kiss and tried to slip his tongue into her mouth, she bit down and he recoiled. He shook her once then pulled her close to try again, only to have his lip attacked. Angrily he grabbed her face in his hand and brought it close to his, forcing her to look into his eyes. “You will not bite me,” he growled and pushed her down against the bed, sliding his hand down to her throat. He swung his right leg over her, straddling her, pining her in place. He could feel himself growing larger as he stared down at her uncovered chest. Her breasts were so large, so perfect. He kept her in his choke hold and lowered his mouth to her shoulder, first kissing, then biting. He heard her breath catch as he sunk his teeth into her tender flesh for the first time. He took no pains in making sure she was comfortable, biting as hard as he pleased, causing whimpers to escape her lips. She tasted so sweet. Slowly he worked his way down kissing, biting, and tonguing her. Finally he flicked his tongue over her exposed nipple and felt her squirm under him. “You like that?” he asked, a devilish grin on his face. “Please stop. I beg you please,” she pleaded helplessly, her voice barely a whisper. Instead he turned his attention back to her erect nipple, continuing to tease it, licking, flicking, pinching, biting. He could feel her tensing under him and prepared for her next attack. She tried to kick and flail and claw her way out from under him, but he was simply too strong. He pushed his hand deeper into her throat, cutting off her air. With the other he managed to grab both her hands and pin them above her head, leaving her nothing to fight with. She attempted to fight for a minute more, desperately trying to free herself only to sink back down under his weight, panting and helpless. “Let me go you bastard!” she heaved, mustering all her strength. He merely looked at her and sighed, then reached for a strip of cloth on the bedside table. “I’m afraid I can’t do that, for we both know that you would try to run.” He spoke to her as if scolding a child. He then began to wind the cloth around her wrists, binding her tightly. “No!” she screamed and began struggling again. His hand flew and slapped her right across the face. For a moment she lay in shock, unable to move. That moment was more than what he needed, and he reached again for the table, this time grabbing the knife. He held it in front of her face, making damn sure she saw it. “You will not do that again,” he commanded. He lowered the knife to her neck, letting the cold steel rest there. “You will not say a word unless I tell you you can. And if you scream again, so help me I swear you will be punished. Is that understood?” Terrified, she lay perfectly still and silent under the touch of ice at her neck. “I said you understand?” he growled, pressing the knife harder against her skin. Quickly and silently she nodded her head, too afraid to speak. “Good. Now stay still.” With that he placed the knife between his teeth, and resumed tying her hands above her head, then securing them to the headboard.
The pure terror in her eyes excited him. He had never had such power, such control over anything. He liked it. Now that he finally had his chance, he almost didn’t know what to do. There had been so many fantasies, so many things he wanted to do to her that he had no idea what to do first. For a minute he just sat, taking in her helpless form, bound and naked under him. She turned her head as far as she could, refusing to look at him. “Trying to hide from me baby?” he asked. Reaching out he grabbed her face in his hand, twisting her to look at him. She tried to resist, but he could tell that she was starting to give up. “I said look at me,” he commanded. Reluctantly she let her eyes meet his, only to dart away again. He gave her a shake, and she forced herself to return his gaze. “You don’t want to look at me huh? Don’t want to see the man who’s gonna give you the best fucking of your life? I was hoping you would, but I can do it either way.” He grabbed another piece of cloth from the table and turned back to look at her. He leaned in and kissed her again, then began wrapping the cloth around her head, covering her eyes. “Please,” she begged and whipped her head to the side causing the cloth to fall. That one word was all that escaped her lips before his next blow fell. She curled up as best she could and tried to turn away, but her forced her onto her back again and forcefully grabbed one of her breasts. She gasped in pain as he relentlessly dug his fingers deeper into her flesh. “What did I say?” he growled with his mouth right against her ear. Suddenly he was off of her, and she was all too aware of her uncovered body. As she tried to curl up, a hand grabbed her left ankle. She kicked, fighting away her assailant, but he held tight. Then her leg was tied, and she could no longer kick. She wiggled and squirmed, trying to free her limbs before she had nothing left to fight with, but it was too late. Her right leg had already been caught in his grasp. She flailed in fear, horrified by her helplessness. He smiled as he watched her fight knowing that he had already won.
He stripped down, leaving his cloths in a pile at the foot of the bed. Then he silently moved up to where she lay, standing right next to her torso. She tried to move away from him, but her bonds wouldn’t allow it. “Open your mouth.” She lay stunned, too afraid to do anything, looking at him in pure shock. He positioned himself above her, a leg on either side. She did her best to burry her head in the pillow, but he grabbed her face. Suddenly something pressed against her lips, and she twisted her head away again. It felt warm and wet, and smelled musky. She tried to rub her lips against her pillow, but he grabbed her by the hair and twisted her back. Again he pressed himself against her lips, and she refused. “I’m not going to tell you again. Now open your mouth.” Once again she felt the ice of a blade against her shoulder and that was all the convincing she needed. She no longer twisted away, but she did not jump to accommodate him. Instead he just pushed himself against her mouth and slid past her lips. Slowly he began to gyrate, sliding himself past her lips over and over again. She did nothing but lay there, fighting her gag reflex. “Suck it,” he commanded. “Suck my cock like you’ll die if you don’t.” He began to thrust, moving harder and faster. Her mouth felt so good around his swelling cock. But she was still trying to force her mouth shut. “Don’t use your teeth,” he commanded. The tension eased, and he continued. He dropped the knife next to them on the bed and slipped his hand under her head, pulling her closer. If she wasn’t going to move he was going to make her. He could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, her tongue wiggling to get away from his taste, and her trying to pull away. But it felt so good. Each thrust slid her tongue across his cock, and each jerk of her head allowed him to push in harder and deeper. He listened to her whimper around him, and each one pushed him closer to the edge. He had never felt anything like this before. He could feel her beginning to gag, choking on him, but he was so close, so close to exploding. But he didn’t want to choke her and end the fun. Besides, he wanted to kiss her again without tasting his own cum. So at the last moment he slid out of her, exploding all over her breasts with a giant groan. She twisted away as best she could, coughing and gasping now that she was free.
“That good huh?” he asked with a smile. Slowly he got up from her bed then stumbled to her closet. There he found a towel that looked clean. He sat back down next to her and watched her sputter for a minute before reaching out to her. She flinched away as soon as she felt him reaching for her, dreading what he had planed next. “Relax,” he said with a tone of mock annoyance. “I was gonna clean you off, but I guess if you don’t want…” he let his words trail off. “Please,” she asked, forgetting herself. But he was too satisfied to care. He had begun to feel some tenderness for her, after the pleasure she had given him. And after all, he did care for her, even if she was conceited. She lay perfectly still and waited for him. She preferred when he was gentle. “Here,” he said, and lightly wiped her mouth. She seemed grateful for this. Next he gently cleaned off her breasts, fondling each one afterward. He dropped the towel on the floor and climbed over her, curling up next to her. He lay his head down on her breast and absent-mindedly began running his fingers over her stomach and legs. “That was amazing,” he sighed. She squirmed, trying to take some of the pressure off her bound wrists and ankles. “What? Oh stop it. You know I can’t untie you. You’d try to run.” She looked down at him almost in tears. “Please,” she begged, her voice wavering. “I promise I won’t run. Just please untie me. Please, it hurts.” He sighed and sat up, wondering if he should. He liked having her helpless beside him, but he also wanted to feel her touch. It would be so much more fun if she could move with him. He could try it, and if she misbehaved he could just as easily tie her up again. And the look in her eyes, those deep chocolate eyes. Somehow she had the power to melt him with one look, and he hated that she had power over him. He raised his hand as if to strike her, and smiled as she flinched away. He still had the ultimate power.
“Fine, I’ll untie you, as long you promise not to fight or run. But if you disobey in the slightest way, I will tie you back up. Understood?” She nodded, eager to be able to move again. He slowly moved toward her feet, kissing her down her stomach, her thigh, her leg, then unwinding the cloth from around her ankle. He repeated the process, kissing back up her leg then down the other, pausing to hover over her mound, then kissing it ever so tenderly. He was pleased that she did not shy away from his touch, but her body remained tense. As soon as her legs were free she closed them and drew them close to her body. After releasing her other leg he moved upward kissing her belly, her chest, her neck. He stopped just above her face and looked straight into her eyes. “Kiss me” he said softly, hovering over her body. It was more of a request than a demand. But as he leaned in, he was pleased that she did not pull away, and he felt a thrill as their lips met. Hers were so soft. He let the tension out of his arms and lay on top of her, feeling the warmth of her skin against him. His passion was beginning to stir again, his cock growing hard. He could not understand how she could just lay there unmoving under him. Her hands were still tied above her head, her legs clamped closed. She didn’t really kiss him, but merely allowed him to kiss her. He began running his hands over her, hoping to inspire movement. He caressed her arms, shoulders, down her sides, her hips. She lay still, occasionally shivering at his soft touch. “Does that feel good?” She was staring at the wall, refusing to look at him. She could never admit that, yes, his touch felt wonderful, and she imagined that it would be a thousand times better if she had actually wanted it. But like this, she wanted nothing more than to run screaming.
“What would you like? Hmmm?” She shivered again as he ran his hand down her side. “Leave me alone,”she breathed, bold against her fear. She tensed, ready for the blow, but was relieved to hear him laugh softly. “Aww… but we’re having so much fun. There must be something I can do for you. You seem to like this.” He continued stroking her, moving lower. He traced small circles over her belly, then trailed his fingers down to her hips, running from one to the other. Then he slid his fingers down to the place between her legs. She clamped them tighter trying to keep him out. “Please don’t. Please.” He wiggled his finger, slipping it in between them, finding her clit. He began to stroke her, moving his finger in tiny circles. He was surprised at her wetness. A slight moan escaped her lips even as she tried to pull away. He slid his other hand under her, placing it in the small of her back, holding her against his other hand. He spent another minute massaging her clit, moving her hips for her. Her breathing became heavier and her legs began to spread ever so slightly. He took his chance and slid his finger down into her wet pussy. She gasped and involuntarily arched as she felt his finger slide inside of her. “I thought you would like that.” He began moving his finger in and out of her, first slowly then gaining speed. Her breath came in choked spurts, trying to fight her pleasure. Suddenly he slid another finger in, and a full moan formed on her lips. She had begun to gyrate against his hand without his guidance, and he spread her legs farther apart. Then he lowered his face to taste. He flicked his tongue over her clit and she pressed against him with a sigh. He began lapping at her, tasting her sweet juices. She was thrashing in pleasure, unable to keep still. “You taste so good,” he sighed as he came up for breath. All she could do was moan in response, his fingers still thrusting into her.
By now his cock was ready, even harder than before. He practically ached to be inside her soaked pussy. He pulled his fingers out, then positioned himself over her, barely able to wait any longer. But he wanted to play with her some more. “Ask for it,” he commanded. “Tell me how much you want it.” She moaned, trying to rub herself against him. All logic had left her, now controlled by pure sexual desire. “Tell me how much you want to feel my cock inside you. Beg for it. Tell master how you want to be my little whore.” She just kept panting and arching her back, trying so hard to get him. “If you want it say it.” Before she had time to even comprehend what she was doing the words had escaped her lips. “Please let me be your whore. Let me feel your cock.” He smiled at her words. “Where do you want to feel it? Hmmm? Tell me exactly what you want master to do to you.” He teased her, barely touching himself to her. “I wanna feel your cock in my pussy. Please, master.” It felt so good to hear her beg. Then with a thrust he pushed himself inside her.
She practically screamed as his huge cock slid into her tight wet pussy. He grabbed her legs, holding them up against his shoulders and grabbed her hips. He began humping her, pulling her from her hips with each thrust. He could feel her pussy straining to accommodate him as he pushed deeper and deeper. She moaned with every thrust, barely able to breathe, and he wanted to keep her under his power. He stopped and clapped a hand over her mouth, leaning in real close. “Did I say you could make a sound?” he growled. Fear crept back into her brown eyes. “That’s better. Not a sound unless I say so.” He started up again, this time more slowly, teasingly. He could see her biting her lip, fighting the moans rising in her throat. Her breath caught every time her pushed into her. He was baiting her, waiting for what he knew would come. Finally she let out a squeak after he had pulled out and plunged back in again.
“What did I say?” He grabbed at her arms, ripping at the knots at her wrists. After freeing them, he forcefully flipped her over, pulling her hips toward him and pulling her arms behind her back. “I’m sorry master,” she breathed, trying to appease him. But her words only made it worse. “What did I say?” he shouted. “On you hands and knees.” he commanded. “Come on, come on. Stick your butt in the air.” He pulled on her arms, forcing her into the position he demanded. She moaned in pain as his hand slapped her ass. “That hurt? Hmmm?” He smacked her harder, the sound ringing in her ears. “Since you’re so keen to speak, answer my question you dirty little cunt. Does it hurt?” He hit her again and she squealed in pain. “Yes,” she whimpered. “Yes what you little whore?” “Yes master.” He slapped her again, feeling her hot flesh under his hand. “That’s better. I told you if you disobeyed you would be punished. But I’m going to let you help pick your punishment. How many times should I spank your lovely little ass hmmm?” He ran his hand over her ass, admiring it. The right cheek burned from the blows. He slid his hand farther down, back to her dripping pussy. He teased it, stroking the lips before sliding his fingers back inside. Then releasing her arms, with other hand he smacked her again. “The longer you take to answer the more spankings you’ll get.” He raised his hand again, and just as he was about to let it fall she answered. “Five?” she asked hoping that would be enough. “Only five? I don’t think that’s nearly enough. But how about this? What’s five times five?” He slammed his fingers into her, causing her to squeal. “Twe- twenty five,” she gasped. “Good. And you will count out every one. Keep your hands by your sides. Ready?”
He raised his right hand to slap her plump ass and pulled the fingers of his left almost out of her pussy. Then he brought his hand down on her and slammed his fingers into her a split second later. The moan that flew from her lips excited him. “One,” she gasped. Again his hand rose and his fingers pulled out to repeat the process. “Two. Three. Four. Five.” His fingers accented every number that came from her lips, making it that much more difficult for her. “Louder you little cunt.” He hit her again, savoring her moans that grew louder with every torturous touch. By the time he got to ten her ass was on fire, and by fifteen she was screaming with each blow. His cock was even harder than before and he wanted to cum so bad it almost hurt. He finished up her spankings, loving the way he ass felt under his hand. He could feel her pussy throbbing around his fingers and couldn’t wait another second. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed, aligning her with his cock. Then without hesitation he slipped into her still soaked pussy. She moaned, trying to pull away. “Oh no you don’t.” He held on to her hips nice and tight, pulling her back to him. She squealed as he pushed his cock deep inside her. “Please stop. It hurts. Please.” He could hear her voice cracking as she begged. But he needed this. “As soon as you get me off I’ll let you rest.” Then he began humping her, pushing his dick into her. He could feel her pussy throbbing, squeezing against him, unwillingly coaxing him to orgasm. He pumped himself faster and faster, digging his fingers into the flesh of her hips. She was screaming, barely getting in air, fingers clawing at the blankets in pain. And then finally he came, thrashing in pleasure, exploding inside her. He had never orgasmed so hard in his life.
He collapsed on top of her, panting and covered in sweat. He could feel her under him, body slick with both his and her own sweat, heaving under the weight of his body, but he did not move. He was too tired. After a few minutes he removed his lip dick from her and rolled her onto her back. As he crawled up next to her he found that she was sobbing, tears streaming down her face. Her face glistened with mixture of sweat and tears, and her hair was wild and tangled. But she looked so beautiful to him. He lay next to her, gently wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. He held her close but not tight, and began to stroke her hair. “It’s all right. It’s over. Don’t cry.” He kissed her forehead tenderly, and continued to comfort her. She did not try to fight him, nor did she allow herself to cuddle against him; she merely lay sobbing. Finally her tears subsided as she fell into a restless sleep. He lay there with her, admiring every curve of her body and they way it seemed to glow in the moonlight.
After a while he rose, heading to the kitchen. He searched the cabinets for a glass, then filling it with water. He drank the whole thing in a matter of seconds, then refilled it. He could feel the sweat on his body drying, leaving him with an almost sticky feeling. He headed for the bathroom, flipping on the light as he went and started the shower. He was pleased to find that the apartment had an actual bath tub, which would make his plans easier. After starting it up, he headed back to the bedroom. He stood in the doorway, watching her sleep and sipping his glass of water. He felt a huge sense of achievement taking her in, noticing his cum oozing out of her pussy. He had achieved that which he had wanted for so long.
He put down his empty glass, then went to the bed. “Wake up,” he murmured in her ear. He gently ran a hand across her cheek and could feel the dried tears. She began to curl up in a ball, pulling her legs toward her chest with a moan. “Come on. We should clean you up.” He leaned down and slipped his arms under her and picked her up. He carried her to the bathroom and stepped into the shower.
She shivered as the water hit her even though it was warm. He sat down in the middle of the spray with her still in her arms, cradling her as if she were a child. He held her against him, supporting her head against his arm, and watched the water drip down her body in beads. She just lay with her eyes closed, exhausted and sore from his fucking. He reached up and grabbed a washcloth, then began washing her ever so gently. He started with her face, washing away the salt from her dried tears. Then he moved down her neck, and over her shoulders. Next her washed her breasts, noticing her nipples were hard under the hot water. Kissing her neck all the while, he moved in small circles starting at the nipple and moving outward, finishing each breast with a kiss. Then he moved lower, stroking her stomach, then her mound. He felt her tense as her touched her there, afraid that he would take her again. “It’s ok,” he whispered. “I won’t hurt you.” Putting down the cloth, he began to stroke her with his fingers, letting the water trickle over her. He slipped his hand in between the fold of her legs and gently guided them apart, allowing the water to cascade down her sore cunt. She didn’t even try to fight. She was so exhausted that she just lay there, silently begging that he wouldn’t hurt her again. He slid his fingers down over the lips of her pussy, feeling the stickiness of his cum and her juices. Gently he rubbed that away, helping the water. Then he parted them as tenderly as he could, and slid a finger inside her. He felt her tremble as her breath caught and a moan formed in her throat.
“Good girl,” he whispered in her ear. He held her close, and began moving his finger inside of her, coaxing his cum out of her. Every few seconds a moan would catch in her throat and she would jump as he massaged her sore little pussy, but he held on to her, cleaning up after himself as gently as he could. He buried his head in her hair, inhaling deeply. She smelled so sweet. When he was finished cleaning her, he just sat there, holding her as the warm water trickled down their bodies. He felt her sink deeper into his arms with every minute until he could tell she had slipped back into sleep. He wiggled his way out from under her and turned off the water. Carefully he stepped out of the tub, grabbed a towel and quickly dried off, looking down at her as the water slowly dripped over her curves. There was still so much that he wanted, but that would have to wait until another night. He was running out of time.
He picked her up and wrapped her in the same towel, then carried her to the couch. He still had work to do. He went back to the bedroom and flipped on the light. With a sigh he gazed a the bed, noting a wet spot right in the middle of it. Those sheets would have to come with him, as would the first towel he had used, which lay crumpled on the floor. First he stripped the bed, stuffing the stained sheet into his bag, then grabbing the towel as well. Next he made sure that he had everything he had brought with him, putting them all back into the bag from where they came. He scooped his clothes off the floor and dressed with a sigh, wishing he didn’t have to leave. It would be so nice to wake up next to her. But he continued on with his cleanup, instead looking forward to his next adventure with her. He grabbed the bag from the floor, then took his empty glass to the kitchen, where he placed it in a pile of already dirty dishes. He unceremoniously dumped his stuff by the door, then went back to her.
She lay just as he had left her, hair still dripping wet. He picked her up, then carried her back to her bed. He noticed that she was covered in goosebumps, and she shivered as he removed the towel. He quickly covered her up with the comforter, then hung the towel over the back to the chair to dry. He didn’t linger to gaze at her, but instead hurried to the kitchen and found an already open bottle of cheap red wine. This was to be the final touch.
He poured a tiny bit into a glass and took both the bottle and the glass into her room. He placed the open bottle on the bedside table, then sat down beside her. He slipped his hand under her head and sat her up, unconcerned as to whether or not she awoke. But she was so exhausted she didn’t even stir. He tipped the glass to her lips, making sure the wine coated them, then lay her back down. Then he let the glass fall to the floor beside the bed, spilling it. Now it would look like she had drank herself into a stupor. It had been all too easy. He grabbed his bag, killed the lights and silently he slipped out the door, being sure to lock it behind him. He would hate for anything to happen to her in her helpless state.
He lay in his own bed, replaying the night over and over. The feel of her skin under his, her sweet smell, the sound of her moans catching in her throat; it had all been so much more amazing than he ever imagined. And he smiled as he drifted off thinking of the note he had left in her desk for her to find. “Don’t worry my love. I’ll be back again for you. I’ll be back again.”

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Not so little brother: Chapter 9

This has been a long time coming and I’m sorry I have kept you all waiting. Needless to say that I’m glad to continue this story through what I had planned when I was writing this story more regularly. For those of you who don’t know I have started another series based off of Sean from chapter 6 of this series. You can find it at on my profile. I hope you enjoy it. Otherwise, enjoy the story. I do plan to keep writing the series so check back now and then. Also, you can now e-mail me at [email protected].
Chapter 9 – The Road Less Travelled
I walked out of the heat of the Florida day and into the cool, dark hotel lobby.
I knew what I wanted to do now. It was all clear. When we got back to New York I would come out to my parents. I wasn’t sure how they’d take it but I don’t think it would be too bad. My extended family might be a little trickier but whatever. If they have a problem with it they can go fuck themselves. School shouldn’t be a problem at all.
Now Steven, I didn’t know how he’d respond. I knew he loves me but I didn’t know if he’d actually want to be with me or just loved me and liked the sex. If I came out would he want to be with me? Would he shun me? Would he come out?
I decided to put those thoughts out of my head and go up to the room. Steven should be up by now and I figured we could have a nice day. I caught the elevator and took it up to our floor. I opened the door to the room but found it empty. Steven was nowhere to be found though the bed was still messed up. In the center of the bed was my bathing suit with a note.
“Dunno where you are. At the pool. Join me.
-Steven”
Guess I should go see what’s up.
I took a quick piss, admired myself in the mirror, and then changed. I slipped on my sandals and headed down. Oddly I hadn’t even figured out where the pool was yet. I saw a sign in the elevator that the pool was out back which made sense. But hey, ya never know. Some hotels have pools in the basement. I later learned that there really aren’t basements in Florida. Something about the water table.
I felt awkward walking through the lobby in my bathing suit and sandals. It was much more formal than I was dressed. I went through the automatic doors and out to the back of the hotel.
Steven was lying in a lounge chair on the far side of the pool. He looked so hot just relaxing in the sun. In my pants my dick stirred a little but didn’t do much else. I was safe for now. It didn’t hurt that the pool area was basically abandoned with a pale guy trying desperately to get a tan in the far corner.
I walked over and plopped down on Steven’s chair, frightening him out of his half slumber. He smiled that cute little brother smile of his.
“You made it. Where were you?”
“I went out for a bit. Had some thinking to do. Needed someone to bounce some ideas off of.”
“K? Have fun?”
“I guess,” I said, smacking his leg “How’s the water?”
“I dunno. I was waiting for you.”
“Awww. How sweet” I said, teasingly.
“Shut up.”
I flipped off my sandals and dipped my toes into the pool. It was a little cold but that was fine. It was hot as balls out anyway. Ignoring my aversion to cold water I jumped into the pool and quickly went under letting the water wash over me. When I came back up Steven was getting up and taking his shirt off to get in.
I ducked back under the water and swam to the other side of the pool. I surfaced and look back as Steven slowly climbed into the pool using the ladder. Weirdo. He flinched as he got into the water at waist-level. Haha… That’s why I jumped in. Everybody hates that point where their balls hit cold water. After a couple seconds he just let go and let himself fall into the water and went under.
He swam over to me and surfaced right as I splashed water in his direction and swam away. Despite my strategic attack he was not delayed for long and caught up with me very quickly as I swam towards the shallow end. He caught me but I quickly escaped again when I started to pull his bathing suit down and he had to hold it up. We splashed around, chasing each other through the pool, for around 20 minutes before that got old. Honestly, I’m surprised it lasted as long as it did. How much time can you spend slashing each other in a pool past the age of ten?
After we’d bored of being five again we decided to go explore the rest of the pool complex. Though the hotel wasn’t great it did boast of a gym, locker rooms, a spa, and a sauna on a card in the room. What the hell? We had nothing better to do. So we dried off as best we could and wandered in through the door.
Though it was summer the hotel wasn’t crowded at all. We had chosen the hotel because of its proximity to the school I was interested in so it wasn’t near any of the theme parks or other tourist attractions in the area. It catered mostly to people like us and business men who needed a place to sleep and that was about it. And while I’d seen plenty of them in the lobby it was the early afternoon on a weekday and they were all doing more important things or cheating on their wives. Maybe both? As a result the indoor pool complex was even more deserted than outside. There wasn’t a soul in sight.
The gym was pretty pathetic; a couple exercise machines aimed at two TVs in a windowless room. The spa was closed so we didn’t get a view of that and the sauna seemed to be out of order. What a crock. But the locker room was open and was deserted like the rest of the place. It was like having a whole world to yourself. The locker room wasn’t much different from the ones I’d experienced in middle school though it lacked the overwhelming odor of Axe body spray that permeated from post-PE pubescent boys everywhere. I’d call that absence a positive aspect of this locker room.
The abandoned state of the locker room seemed to give Steven some ideas of his own which didn’t seem to involve Axe though it did involve pubescent boys in general and two in particular. I noticed that there seemed to be a bulge forming in the front of his bathing suit.
“Whatchya thinking?” I asked.
“Just that we shouldn’t waste an empty locker room. How many people have fantasies about fucking in locker rooms?”
“I like the way you think,” I said with a grin on my face. I couldn’t say the idea hadn’t crossed my mind, “So what do you think? In the showers? Up against a locker? Bent over a bench?” The possibilities of locker room sex are practically endless if not horribly cliché.
“Why not all of them?”
“Works for me.” My dick was getting hard now and his bathing suit looked like it would be ripping soon if I didn’t do something.
I pulled Steven over to the locker and started kissing him. He took the hint and pushed me up against the locker, grinding his cloth-covered cock against me.
“So you want me to fuck you in a locker room huh?”
He was trying to be sexy or something. It wasn’t working.
“Shut up.”
I pushed my lips against his again and slipped my tongue into his mouth. Steven moaned softly as our tongues caressed each other inside his mouth. Though we’d fucked a lot over the last week it was somewhat a surprise to me when I realized that we’d barely kissed at all. I don’t know why; we just hadn’t. I liked the feeling of his tongue against mine and moaned right back to him.
It was fucking hot but I wanted more.
I broke off the kiss and worked my way to his neck. I lightly nipped at his neck before kissing it and then sucking on that same spot for a second causing his knees to falter and a gasp to escape from him. I wanted to go longer but figured our parents would notice a hickey so I moved on. I kept kissing down his body, taking a short stop to suck on a nipple, on my way to his hard cock.
When I was finally down on my knees in front of his tented board shorts my dick twitched in anticipation of what I knew was soon going to be in my mouth. I slowly untied the string at the front and then peeled his shorts down. His cock had gotten pushed down a bit so that it rested almost horizontally across his leg inside his shorts. As I peeled them down I was first greeted by my little brother’s patch of pubic hair. I sniffed it, reveling in his scent, before peeling his shorts down even further and revealing the base of his big cock.
I kept pulling down and was rewarded by the full length of his dick popping up in front of my eyes. The unnatural length stood out from his body proudly. The large, purple head glistened tempted me with a single drop of precum that glistened on his peehole. His foreskin was back, behind his head. My brother’s cock was magnificent; a 9” weapon on a sexy, virile boy. I licked my lips.
I inhaled softly, taking in his musky teen scent before using a finger to push his cock up against his stomach. I leaned in and licked his ball sack. It was loose in the warm, dry air of the abandoned locker room and the wetness of my tongue caused his balls to move inside. I repressed a giggle.
I looked up at Steven’s face as I opened my mouth and slowly took one of his large balls inside. His mouth dropped open and his eyes closed as I started to suck on his ball, rolling it around it my mouth, caressing it with my tongue.
“Fuck yeah”, he moaned.
I softly let the first ball fall out of my mouth and moved on to the next one. I savored the slightly salty taste of his sweat and the chlorine of the pool.
As much as I loved his balls that wasn’t what I was down on my knees for. It was just a small snack on my way to the main course that is my brother’s huge cock.
I kept my finger holding his cock straight up as I softly kissed where his balls met his cock. Slowly I kissed my way up the right side of his shaft until I was just under the head of his cock. I went back down and repeated the same on the left side of his cock. With each soft contact of my lips with his hard shaft I could feel it twitch and throb. I pulled back and looked up at him. There was a hunger in his eyes.
“Such a fucking tease”, he hissed at me.
I grinned back at him. He was ready to fuck already but I was going to have at least a short taste of his cock first.
I leaned in and licked the base of his shaft and pulled back slightly. I licked again in the same spot feeling him twitch. I licked up his shaft, getting it wet with my spit. That would come in handy soon enough. Like with the kisses I went up each side in turn, avoiding the head, teasing him as long as possible. This was going to be fun. I licked him up and down for a minute, savoring the feel of his cock against my tongue. The iron hardness of his young cock beneath the soft cock skin. The way some of the veins stood out against the rest of the shaft. I loved his cock.
Finally, an end to the teasing. I licked up the underside of the shaft. But this time, instead of going back down, I flicked the tip of my tongue against the underside of his head, caressing his frenulum. I moved his cock down so that I was looking at it dead on. A dollop of precum oozed out of his piss hole and I lapped it up. It was thick and sweet, just like I like it. I slowly pumped his cock letting the foreskin roll just over the edge of his pink glans. Another drop oozed out.
I looked up at Steven one last time, meeting gaze, before I opened my mouth and took the large head of his cock inside. He moaned and closed his eyes as I went down as far on his cock as I could. Of course, with his size, that was little more than half of his large slab of meat but I did my best.
Steven ran his fingers through my hair as I started to bob on his cock. Each time I backed off I swirled my tongue around the spongy head. I made sure to use a lot of spit on his cock. As much as I loved sucking it I had other plans. I was going to have my brother’s cock inside my ass in this locker room.
“Fuck yeah! Suck it.”
I pulled off his cock and grinned at him.
“You like my mouth on your cock?”
“I love your mouth on my monster cock.”
“You’re so full of yourself.”
“No, but you’re about to be.”
“Nice one. How long did it take you to think of that?”
“Just shut up and stand facing the locker.”
“Yes sir.” I said sarcastically.
I knew what to do. Not like he’d never fucked me before. I pulled off my bathing suit, leaned against the locker, and spread my legs to give Steven better access to my ass. I waited while he knelt down behind me and got into position. He put his hands on my ass and pulled my cheeks apart exposing my hole to the warm tongue which was quickly pressed against it.
Steven licked up my crack before zeroing in and my still-tight hole and began his assault. For several minutes the locker room was filled with my moans as my little brother ate out my ass. His tongue entered me more times than I could count as he got me ready for what was to come. Finally, when I was about to ask him to fuck me he stopped.
“You might want to get me a little wet” he suggested.
I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth again, slobbering it up as much as I could. I was pretty loose now but some lube always helps.
I stood back up and braced myself against the lockers, my ass out towards the room. I wiggled it to entice my brother further, as if to beckon him inside me. Not that I had to. I waited, breathlessly, for my brother to make contact. My cock was rock hard and sticking out from my body. Precum was seeping from the slit.
I felt Steven’s hand on my left hip and quickly felt the head of his cock between my cheeks. He pushed forward and his cock went down, the head going under and hitting my balls. He pulled back and pushed again. His cock went up this time. I moaned as I felt him put his head directly against my hole. Applying pressure he rubbed his cock up and down my crack. I hated it when he teased me like this but it felt so good too. Each time the head hit my hole I breathed in, expecting him to enter me, only to be disappointed.
“What are you waiting for?” I whined.
“Just thought I’d make you really want it.”
“You’ve won. Stick that fucking cock in me!”
He placed his cock back at my hole and started to push in. I’d been fucked a lot lately and I really wanted his cock so he met with little resistance. I felt my hole open up as my brother pushed the full length of his cock into me. My mouth dropped open as I pushed my ass back at him, increasing the rate at which he entered me. Finally I could feel his pubes against my ass and I knew that his whole length was inside me.
“God! This never gets old.” Steven said, pulling my hips back and pushing forward to get every last centimeter into me making me moan like a little bitch in response.
“Fuck me!”
Steven laughed as he started to pull his cock out of me and then pushed back into me. I braced myself harder against the lockers as he began to fuck me hard. Each time he thrust into me he pushed the air out of me and I grimaced a bit in pain. I was still somewhat sore from last night and his cock wasn’t helping me return to normal. I groaned too though as he long-dicked me, each thrust hitting against my prostate and sending a wave of pleasure through my body. I whimpered.
He pulled out of me. I felt empty.
“Get on the bench.”
Seemed like Steven wanted to live every gay porn cliché involving a locker room. I guess I couldn’t complain. Locker room scenes were in porn for a reason and it wasn’t because people hated them. I put our clothes on top of the bench to cushion myself and then lay down on my back. Metal benches hurt, even through the clothes I was laying on.
Steven positioned himself between my spread legs and looked down at me. He spit in his hand and rubbed it up and down the length of his shaft, relubing himself to continue the fuck. He lowered himself down between my legs and put his cock against my hole. The head was so thick that I couldn’t help but prepare myself for the impending invasion. But my hole was defenseless against the invasion of my little brother’s cock into my ass. He quickly slid the length into me and then rested a second before pulling out and shoving it back in.
He arced over my body as he fucked me. His right hand was next to my head, holding on to the bench. His left hand was on my side, holding me in place as he fucked me hard. I could feel droplets of sweat landing on my stomach. For a minute we both looked between us at his cock sliding in and out of me. But before long I had my head back and my eyes closed as the pleasure washed over me. I reached for my own cock and started to stroke it in time with my brother’s thrusts into my hole.
I opened my eyes to see my brother staring down at me. He slowed down his thrusting and leaned down towards my face. He leaned in and kissed me. It wasn’t the kiss of a brother for another but a kiss between lovers. Our tongues touched inside my mouth as he aggressively kissed me, my mind spinning in endorphins between his cock in my ass and his tongue in my mouth. I moaned involuntarily.
Steven broke the kiss and our eyes met again. He sped back up his thrusting. I wouldn’t mind if this fuck lasted longer but I knew it couldn’t last forever. We had already been at it for more than ten minutes and the longer we fucked the larger the risk that someone would walk in on us. I wanted him to fuck me hard and fast before cumming inside me.
“Fuck me. Fuck me with that big cock.” I said to urge him on.
He gave me a look as if to say “You got it.” before ramming his cock into me even harder. He grabbed my shoulders with both of his hands and sped up fucking his cock into me. Each thrust tried to push me up the bench but his arms kept me in place. The slap of his flesh against mine, my moans, and his groans echoed from the tiled walls of the locker room.
I could see his approaching orgasm in his face. I could hear it in his breathing. I could feel it in his fuck. It wasn’t going to be much longer.
“Do it. Cum inside your brother. I want your cum inside me.”
Steven redoubled his efforts and fucked me even harder.
“I’m so close Charlie.”
I was still jacking off but I could tell that there was no way I was going to cum while he was fucking me. It just wasn’t going to happen.
He was really close now. His thrusts were getting erratic and his breathing was ragged.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck…”
He pushed into me as far as he could and I felt him pulse as he unloaded his cum into me. My little brother’s cum flooded my insides as his sperm futilely sought out an egg to fertilize. He was pushing his sperm deep inside of me, trying to knock me up.
“Give me all of it!” I gasped as he made several small thrusts into me with each spurt.
He practically collapsed on top of me as he finished his orgasm. His cock remained in me, the last of his cum slowly leaking out of the softening shaft, as he caught his breath.
I reached up and stroked his hair and kissed the top of his head.
“I love you.” I whispered.
“I love you too.” My brother said back.
I felt complete in that moment. My brother, whom I loved more than any guy ever should, loved me back and we’d just had sex. Not that we hadn’t had sex more times in the last two weeks than I could count but it was still amazing every time. And it wasn’t that this was the first time he’d told me he loved me either. But I was in heaven nonetheless.
He lay on top of me for a moment longer before slowly getting off. He reached back and untangled my ankles from around him. I’d used them to pull him in deeper while he was cumming and had forgotten about them. Slowly he pulled his cock out of me. Semi-soft it was still an inch longer than my hard cock. Lucky bastard I thought until I felt his cock completely leave my hole and realized that I was the lucky one getting fucked by it on a regular basis. After the head left me I felt a trail of my brother’s cum start to leave my hole. Steven noticed it too.
“Looks like we need to get you cleaned up.”
“What did you have in mind?” I asked.
“How about a nice, hot shower?”
That sounded good but I was still hard.
“Get up.”
I clenched my hole as much as possible as I sat up. My back hurt and my ass was leaking but I managed to stand and slowly walk with Steven towards the showers. A small trickle of his seed flowed out my hole and down my leg. We entered and Steven turned on one of the showers. He held me from behind and slowly stroked my cock as we waited for the water to warm up. His soft cock was between my cheeks causing my ass to pucker and more cum to drip out. I’d just been fucked and used as a cumdump and I wanted to be fucked again.
The water was warm and we got under. The radius of the spray wasn’t very wide and so we were very close together. Steven got some body wash from a dispenser on the wall and started to rub me down with it using his hands. When he got to my ass he rubbed each of my cheeks in turn and then ran his hand up and down my crack, passing over my hole, before sliding a finger in. I gasped and he chuckled before pulling his finger out.
“You’ve got an amazing ass.” He said.
He washed my cock and then put me under the water to rinse off. While the soap ran off my body my brother got down on his knees in front of me and, after making sure I was suds free, took my cock into his mouth.
I’d been fucked hard and was horny as hell so I knew I wasn’t going to last long thought my lack of experience probably didn’t help either. His lips were tight around my cock and his mouth was warm and wet. He bobbed up and down on my cock as my head spun and I reached out my arm to brace myself against the wall. He took his head off my cock for a second and sucked on a finger before sliding it into my ass and returning to my swollen cock.
“Oh fuck.”
Steven was using his finger just right. He was rubbing my prostate and the constant pressure was sending waves of pleasure radiating from inside my ass throughout my body. I felt my orgasm building from deep inside me but with a different feeling than normal. It was like there was a pressure inside me pushing the cum out of my cock.
“Oh…God. I’m gonna cum!”
He pushed his finger harder against my prostate and bobbed faster. The orgasm didn’t feel like an explosion so much as a mushroom cloud. It started off slow, an intense pleasure from the base of my cock and then rapidly expanded through my body and up the shaft and out the tip.
“Uhhh…ooooooooh”
It didn’t feel like I shot like usual but just gushed a huge amount of semen into his mouth instead. I wasn’t even sure how much I came but my brother kept prodding my prostate and sucking my cock until I couldn’t take it anymore. It was all too much. My knees had weakened during my orgasm and now they started to fail me and I started to slide down. Steven caught me and gently put me down on the floor under the shower. He looked concerned.
“Are you ok?”
I couldn’t talk but I nodded my head. He stroked my hair and kissed me on my forehead. We sat under the spray of the shower and Steven held me as my strength returned. The orgasm I’d experienced was so powerful it was if he’d sucked the strength out of my body. I felt like I was made of jelly at first but after a little while my strength returned and we stood up. He helped me get dressed and dry off when we got to the room. He stripped me down and tucked me into bed where I passed out.
I awoke an hour later alone in the room. The lamp between the beds was on but all the other lights were off leaving the room dimly lit. The bathroom door was open and the light was off. Steven wasn’t in there either. I noticed that the curtain was open a bit and that the balcony door was cracked. I got out of bed and put on a pair of boxers before walking over to the sliding glass door. Steven was on the balcony seemingly staring out into the night.
I slowly pulled the door open, the noise of the door causing Steven to turn towards me. His eyes were red; it looked like he had been crying. My heart dropped and I felt an incredible urge to hold him and make everything better. I could see sadness in his face though he smiled when he looked at me.
“You ok?” I asked.
“Yeah. I just wish this vacation didn’t have to end.”
I knew what he’d been thinking. I’d had the same thoughts.
“When we go home everything is going to have to go back to the way it was before. Won’t it?” He looked confused.
“They don’t have to.” I said, “Things are going to change.”
“Like what?”
“Well, I’m… I’m gonna come out.”
“Why would you do that?”
Steven looked kind of shocked as though coming out were a ridiculous idea.
“Because it is what I want to do. I’m gay. You’ve helped me understand that. I’ve been confused for a long time and you helped me understand who I really am. I don’t want to pretend that I’m something I’m not.”
“And where does that leave me? Where do I fit in?”
“I- I don’t know.”
“I’m not coming out Charlie. I love you but I’m not gay. I don’t want to be gay. I just want to be with you.”
I was at a loss for words. This was everything that I’d worried about when I was talking with Sean this morning. How could we be together if he wasn’t gay?
“I want a relationship Steven.”
“We can have a relationship.”
“We can try. But we can’t go on dates. We can’t be a couple.”
What I was saying now dawned on him.
“I don’t want a secret relationship Steven. I want a real relationship. I want a boyfriend that I can introduce to my friends and go to school dances with.”
“Charlie…”
“Even if you wanted to do that we couldn’t anyway…”
My voice trailed off as I started to cry. I turned around and went back into the hotel room as tears ran down my face. I went into the bathroom and shut the door. I put the lid of the toilet down and sat on it as I cried. I did want those things. I wanted a real relationship. I wanted to be with Steven but I wanted him to be a boyfriend, a real boyfriend. I sat on the toilet and cried about the situation for a while. It was hard for me to accept that I might not be able to get everything I wanted.
I eventually calmed down, brushed my teeth, and went out into the room. Steven was already asleep. That wasn’t a problem but for the first time in almost two weeks he was sleeping in the other bed. I would be sleeping alone. I felt empty as I crawled into the large, empty bed and curled up to drift to sleep.
End Chapter 9

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Fantasm

Family Tradition

Complete fiction, if you disagree with the themes, please don’t read. Starts off a little slow with back story, then picks up.

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Cameron Moaned

I started talking with Cameron in tennis. He sat alone during the few minutes before and after playing. I asked him about his weekend or how his day was going or anything else I could think of to get small talk going. He was eager to talk. We spoke shallowly like this for weeks. After a while we started to talk in Algebra, the only other class we shared. Our conversation deepened and we became something like friends.
I asked Cameron to stay behind one day as everyone was leaving with their rackets to go play tennis. I convinced him to follow me into the hall for a minute or two while we waited for the coach to leave. Cameron followed me back into the locker room. I sat down on one of the stone benches in a tucked corner and patted the spot next to me. Cameron sat down. I turned my head to the left to look at him. He looked at the ground for a few seconds before looking at me. We looked into each others eyes for a moment. I turned my attention to Cameron’s lips and leaned towards him. He jumped up to a standing position. I looked up at him. He did not move. I patted the seat next to me again and again Cameron sat, this time closer. Lets try this again. I stared at his lips and leaned forward. This time Cameron leaned towards me and our lips met. I pulled back to look at Cameron. He leaned towards me and we kissed again. His tongue came into my mouth so I sucked it. We made out for a few minutes then I told him we should probably get going. Cameron moaned.
As we walked to the courts, rackets in hand, I told Cameron that we should exchange numbers. When we got to the court Cameron told the coach that we had been held back in our previous class. The coach asked for a note and I said we had forgot to get one. The coach sighed and said he would count us tardy. Cameron went to the court his friends were playing on and I the ones mine were on.
Cameron and I talked and texted after that and little else. Neither of us were old enough to drive so our physical relationship was constrained to school and what ever our parents would drive us too. Cameron would be getting his license soon so we didn’t bother with too much during these early weeks. At school private time was limited to the locker room during tennis and the restrooms. The restrooms didn’t have locks and were frequently visited so we were left with the locker room.
Only once were we brave enough to use the locker room for anything other than light kissing. The coach and all of the kids were at the tennis courts, playing. Cameron sat on my lap. He fit well because his frame was a lot smaller than mine even though he was only two inches shorter. I stuck my head in the nook between Cameron’s neck and shoulder and kissed his neck. I dragged my lips and prodded my tongue against his skin. My left hand pushed up the hem of his white shirt and rubbed along the bare skin of stomach just enough to tickle the tiny invisible hairs. My right hand made its way down his thigh until it felt the end of his gray gym shorts. It did a 180 at the end and went under the fabric, pushing it up his leg as it did. My right hand snaked along until it felt Cameron’s erection covered by his boxers. I lifted my head to Cameron’s face and we kissed. I stuck my tongue in Cameron’s mouth as I stroked his cock through his boxers. Cameron started moving his little butt in my lap. My penis nestled in between his cheeks as he moved his hips back and forth. I moaned into his mouth. My hand pulled out his penis through the hole in the front of his boxers. The tip of Cameron’s cock glided through the palm of my hand and he shuddered. I stroked his shaft steadily. I broke our long kiss and sucked on Cameron’s bottom lip for a few seconds. I looked down at his body moving slightly on top of my own and at my hand moving quickly under his gym shorts. I looked up at his face. It was flush. A drop of sweat traveled down the side of his head. He looked cute. I moved my left hand to the center of his chest and felt his heartbeat. My right hand sped up. I felt his pulse through the thick veins on his penis then the rush of semen. He came. Cameron groaned and panted on my lap. His hips stopped. We kissed. I traced the index finger of my right hand along the underside of Cameron’s shaft up to the tip where some cum pooled. I dabbed my index finger into it and carefully brought it to face level. I stopped kissing Cameron and brought the index finger up to Cameron’s lips. He stuck his tongue out and scooped the cum off my finger then leaned forward and sucked my finger.
Cameron got off my lap. I looked at the clock above the door to the coaches office. We had been there for four minutes. I looked back at Cameron. He was on his knees in front of me. He reached forward and grabbed my cock through the mesh of my red gym shorts. Cameron moved his hands slowly to the tip and then back. He bent over and bit the mesh covered shaft lightly. Cameron’s hands moved to the waistband. I lifted my butt off the bench as he pulled down. My shorts were around my ankles and I wasn’t wearing underwear. My penis laid against my stomach. Cameron grabbed it and stroked. His face was close enough to it that I could feel his breath. Cameron stuck his tongue out and licked up the shaft using only its tip. When he got to the end he covered the head with his tongue. Cameron put the head into his mouth. He puckered his lips and pulled his head up so that his lips dragged along the surface of the glans. Cameron’s left hand stroked the base. His head went down until his lips met his hand. He put his tongue against the shaft as he came up. Cameron removed his hand before plunging down again. His nose touched my skin and he moaned. As my cock vibrated I moaned too. Cameron came up again and held only the tip in in his mouth. He stared up at me with his brown eyes while his tongue flicked the head of my penis. Cameron’s right hand circled my cock and stroked. It went quicker and quicker and his eyes never stopped. I told him I was about to cum. Cameron’s mouth left my cock and laid open a few inches from it. My semen struck his left cheek and then his upper lip. The rest fell into his mouth. I bent down and licked the cum off his cheek and lip then I kissed Cameron, letting my own semen travel between us. Cameron broke the kiss to suck the head of my cock clean. I moaned and he giggled.
I told Cameron to stand on the bench. After he did I pulled his gym shorts down. I took hold of his semi-hard dick and sucked the cum that was still on its head. I put it back into his boxers and asked him to pull his shirt up. I licked off the semen that striped across the lower part of his flat stomach. I pulled his gym shorts back up and then my own. Cameron got down and I stood up. He leaned against my chest and we kissed some more. We stopped kissing, picked up our rackets and walked to the tennis courts.

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The Window

A divorced man has a young neighbor who doesn’t mind giving the world a show through her window.