Chapter 5

Jay could still feel the heat of Kara’s body, the weight of her gaze, the hunger in her voice. He needed to forget, to lose himself in something, anything.

He drove aimlessly, his mind buzzing with thoughts of Kara, of Karruche, of the fucked-up situation he found himself in.

He pulled over to the side of the road, the engine still running, his eyes focused on the horizon.

He couldn’t stop thinking about Kara, couldn’t stop replaying her words in his mind. She had seemed so sure of herself, so confident. He couldn’t ignore the physical attraction he felt for her, but he knew it was wrong. Incest was fucked up, and he couldn’t cross that line.

He sighed, leaning back in his seat. The silence was deafening, the only sound was the hum of the engine and his own ragged breathing.

His cock was still hard, aching for release, but his mind was racing with guilt and shame. He wanted to whip out his cock and relieve the stress and pressure, but tossing off in his car on the side of the road could get him into trouble that would be hard to explain to his mother and any of the other students at Brentwood High.

As he sat there, he felt a sudden urge to talk to Karruche, the woman who he had been having an affair with for months now. His favorite tutor at Brentwood was the only person who understood him the way Kara did, but unlike his sister, Karruche would never ask or expect such sick fantasies from him.

He picked up his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he landed on Karruche’s name. He hesitated, then hit the call button. It rang once, twice, then pick-up.

“Jay?

What’s up?” she asked, a concerned tone in her voice.

“I just ... I need to talk to you,” Jay said, feeling the liquid within him begin to bubble and thicken “I’ve had a row with my bitch of a sister”.

Karruche let out a soft laugh, “What was the argument about?,”.

Karruche asked, the concern evident in her voice. Aswell as being Jay’s lover, she also cared for him deeply and wanted to help in any way she could.

“She tried blackmailing me into being her servant for the day,” Jay says, obfuscating the truth “Naturally, I told her to fuck off”.

Jay naturally did not tell Karruche about Kara’s incestuous desires, knowing that Karruche would never understand, and that she would likely end their affair in disgust.

“Well, I’m glad you put her in her place,” Karruche replies, her voice taking on a sultry tone “You know, I was thinking we could meet up soon. I’ve got something special planned for you.”

Jay’s cock twitches at the thought, his mind immediately transported to the many dirty things Karruche has done to him in the past. “Oh yeah? And what might that be?” he asks, his voice laced with lust.

Eve though they are on the phone, Jay can tell when Karruche smiles as she says “You’ll see, baby. I’ll have it ready for you on Monday”.

Karruche’s voice was low and sultry, sending shivers down Jay’s spine. He could already feel his cock stirring in his pants, aching for release.

“Go home, talk it out with Kara,” Karruche tells him “And remember, I’ll see you Monday,”.

With that, she hangs up, leaving Jay alone with his thoughts and his raging hard-on.

He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but it’s no use. His cock is throbbing, his balls aching for release. He needs to come, needs to fuck, and he needs it now. But as he makes his mind up what to do, he is presented with another problem; his Uncle Joseph.

Jay had been told by his mother that he had to be home by six as his Uncle, while not being able to stay for evening meal, might still pop round for a quick chat. He looked at the clock on the dashboard and saw that it was just 10:02am. But what would he do with his free time?

The thought of going home and facing Kara again made his stomach churn. He couldn’t bear the thought of her eyes, the hunger in them, the expectation. He needed a distraction, something to take his mind off her and the fucked-up situation he found himself in.

He couldn’t go as see Karruche until Monday so there was no-one he could go see to get some relief. and jerking off at the side of the road was still to risky. He briefly thought about finding and paying some whore to relieve the tension, but no reputable whore would fuck a kid and those that would he’d rather chop his own cock off than touch.

He sighed, realizing that there were only two options open to him; one he couldn’t do until Monday and the other made him feel sick. As he made his mind up what to do, he was shaken from his thoughts by the buzzing from his phone that indicated he had a new message. He glanced down to see that it was from Kara.

*Kara:* We need to talk

*Jay:* No, we don’t

*Kara:* I don’t need you to fuck me anymore

*Jay:* Thank fuck for that; your idea was sick and fucking disgusting

*Kara:* I don’t care what you say, I’m gonna ask Uncle Joseph to fuck me instead when he comes around tonight

Jay was confused at how he felt when Kara told him that; he felt relief that she was not going to ask him to fuck her but he also felt something else: jealousy.

*Jay:* What the fuck, Kara???

*Kara:* I’m horny, and I need to get off. You’re not the only option, you know

*Jay:* That’s fucking incest too, you know

*Kara:* So? I don’t care. I just want to be fucked. And if you won’t do it, I’ll find someone who will

*Jay:* You’re fucking crazy, Kara. I mean it. Stay the fuck away from Uncle Joseph

*Kara:* Or what?

*Jay:* You’ve seen the way he does a piss-poor job of not checking you out when ever he comes over. He’s fucking disgusting Kara.

*Kara:* And you’re not? You’re fucking your tutor, Jay. At least Uncle Joseph isn’t hiding who he is.

*Jay:* Fuck, Kara. I can’t believe you’re so fucking desperate to get laid that you’d fuck your own uncle.

*Kara:* I’m not desperate, Jay. I’m horny. There’s a difference. And I’m not going to sit around and wait for some prince charming to come and sweep me off my feet. I want to fuck, and I want to fuck now. I don’t care who it is, as long as they can get the job done. And Uncle Joseph? He’s always had that look in his eye, like he wants to devour me. I think it’s time I let him

Jay’s stomach churned at the thought of his uncle touching Kara, of him fucking her. He knew he should stop her, should put an end to this madness, but he couldn’t. He was to busy fighting an internal battle with himself; he could not explain the feelings of jealousy he was experiencing at the thought of his Uncle Joseph putting his hands on Kara’s teenage body.

He felt like he was going to throw up at the thought of his uncle’s fat, sweaty body on top of hers, his uncle’s disgusting cock inside her.

He couldn’t let that happen, but he also couldn’t bring himself to fuck her himself. He was stuck, trapped, and he didn’t know what to do.

*Kara:* You’re not gonna stop me, Jay. I’m doing this. I’m gonna fuck Uncle Joseph tonight.

*Jay:* Don’t fucking do it, Kara. Please.

*Kara:* Why not? You don’t want me, so why should it matter to you who I fuck?

*Jay:* Because it’s fucking incest, Kara! It’s wrong, and you know it

*Kara:* Who fucking cares? I’m horny, and I want to get laid. If you won’t do it, then Uncle Joseph will

*Jay:* You’re fucking impossible. I can’t reason with you

*Kara:* Then don’t. Just fuck the hell off and let me do who I want

*Jay:* I can’t just leave you to make this huge fucking mistake.