Chapter 9

‘Come lie with me,’ I told my brother, patting the bed beside me and smiling, still feeling sensitive. He lay next to me, on his back, and I lay beside him and kissed him. Gently, at first, and then with a deeper intensity. God, I wished I could feel him inside me! One of Alex’s hands came up to cup my cheek and fondle the available breast. After a moment I sat up, though, away from his delicious lips, and crawled over him so I held myself above him. With my tongue, I traced a trail down from his neck to the beginning of his pubic hair.

Alex was already breathing a bit heavily at this point, but I decided to still go slow ... to tease and taunt as he had done to me. My fingertips gently ran up the shaft of his swollen cock, other hand cupping his balls. My brother made a small sound at this, a small choked sound which rippled through me and made me want him even more.

I bent my head to take him in my mouth—the first time I had ever done such a thing with anybody—and let Alex guide my movements, his hand pushing gently at the back of my head as I kept one hand firmly around the base of his cock, to massage it. I began to get a feel for the kind of movements and touches he enjoyed—not so different from how I enjoyed touching myself—and Alex’s hand fell away with a groan as he let me suck and lick him. Sometimes I’d suck really hard all the way up the length of his cock. He really enjoyed that, his hips jerking just a little.

After several minutes I took a breather and let my hand do all the work, firmly stroking up and down, sometimes squeezing the head particularly. Alex was getting really flushed now. I kept stroking and bent my head so I could just lick and play with head of his cock with my tongue, and felt my brother’s cock get even harder and more swollen in my grip as I did this. He was moaning more now, and really groaned, his hips pushing up as if he wanted me to take him in my mouth again. I did, just in time to feel his first spurt of cum on my tongue. It was a bitter taste, but not unpleasant, so I continued to swirl my tongue around the head of his cock as my brother came into my mouth, and then as he shuddered and began to calm, swallowed it.

‘Oh, my god, Dot,’ Alex gasped. He grabbed my face between both hands and kissed me firmly on the lips, and then fell back into his pillow with a sigh of contentment. ‘That was SO good.’

I wiped my mouth and smiled at him, coming to lie down again. ‘I’m glad you liked it. I’ve never done that before.’

‘Just the fact that it was you made it ten times hotter,’ Alex said, kissing my forehead. Then he laughed—it was a strange laugh. ‘God, I’m such a freak. I just came in my little sister’s mouth ... and I still want to fuck her, too, and I bet it’ll be the best damn sex I’ve ever had.’ He swallowed hard. ‘If we decide to do it, of course.’

‘Yes, if we do,’ I agreed.

Alex and I had stayed up half the night, lying snuggled up naked on his bed in his room, talking. We talked about everything. School, our common friends, classes. Da, the way our life was. Our dead mum. How her death had changed everything. And other things, too—our fantasies, sexual and otherwise. I recounted my first time with Willie in more detail, careful not include my recent realization, and Alex told me about when he lost his virginity (which was almost as bad). We laughed, cried a little, and kissed hotly, writhing against each other when it really got heated. And Alex would paw at my breasts and kiss my neck so intensely. My breath would come in little ragged pants and I’d whimper against him, squirming and pushing my belly against his cock. At those moments I wanted so badly to give in to him, to surrender and have him roll on top of me, his weight pushing me into the bed, and slide that glorious hard cock deep inside my waiting, needful pussy. The thought made me wiggle against him even harder, parting my legs so I could rub my pussy on one of his legs, which gave me some relief but made him moan louder, I think, to feel it. It was at those moments, after diffusing the situation a little—I would force myself to stop humping his leg, to slow those kisses back to loving (and without tongue) and pray to god Alex would also stop grinding his hard cock into the soft skin of my belly—that I knew we would be in trouble if we kept up kissing. His swollen cock was also leaking a lot of precum, which his movements were smearing all over my tummy. We’d laugh, trying to take our passion lightly, both somehow knowing that the alternative would be for me to spread my thighs for my brother and have him penetrate me right here, right now. But if we pretended it was something slightly humourous it was easier not to go all the way. To admit our desperation.