Chapter 1

I guess like most siblings my sister and I have a normal on and off relationship. There are times we get along great and times we are ready to tear each other’s hair out. When we were younger we seemed to get a long much better, but as we entered high school our discontent with each other seemed to grow. Most of what kept the peace around the house was our different interests. My sister Karen was the little socialite. She spent a lot of time out with her friends doing the cheerleading thing. There was also a line of boys waiting to date her when she decided to give one the chance. I will admit my sister was quite attractive. She stood 5’5 with medium length light brown hair and deep blue eyes. She had a wonderful athletic figure with muscular tan legs and arms, a flat stomach, and some pretty nice firm 36C boobs.

I on the other hand I spent most of my time experimenting with electronics projects, backpacking, and enjoying my small porn collection hidden in my room two to three times a day. I wasn’t exactly the hunky football player but I think I’m pretty good looking. I’m roughly 6’1 with light brown hair that just covers my ears and the same blue eyes as my sister. I weigh in at approximately 175 pounds with a little muscle tone and can produce a nice 8” erection when duty calls. I have dated a few girls and had sex a few times as well. Currently I am in between girlfriends though.

As I said, my relationship with my sister started getting worse when we started high school. By the time she was a freshman in college and I was a senior in high school we didn’t really talk much. My sister seemed to go out of her way to make my life even more miserable. The most recent was when my sister somehow found my porn collection and told my parents about it. Needless to say, mom was pretty pissed about it. Not only did I lose my magazines and movies but also lost the use of the car for a month and my computer time had to be supervised. Frankly I think my mom over reacted a lot!

To add insult to injury, I had one more thing to endure. Every summer my family heads up to a woodland retreat in the mountains. My family rents a two-bedroom cabin for the week and we spend “family time” before school starts. I wasn’t looking forward to spending anytime with my sister after what she had done to me. The worst part would be the “adult sendoff” party the resort threw on Friday night. Typically, my parents would head down to the community center for the resort about 8pm and return home pretty drunk around 2am. This meant my sister and I would be stuck in the cabin together. The cabins were also located far enough apart to ensure privacy and a “woodsy” feeling. I struggled as I packed to try to put a positive spin on what we were embarking on. To add to an already stressful weekend, as we checked in the reception reminded us to keep our cabins locked at night, since there had been a few break-ins in the past couple of months.

As luck would have it, we really didn’t spend that much time as a family. My sister would spend most of her days down by the lake sunning herself in her bikini and teasing the other boys around. I spent a lot of time with my dad canoeing and hiking around the woods. The only bummer was the evenings when we would eat dinner as a family and my parents usually tried to have us play a family game. Two of the nights we would walked down to the community center to watch an outdoor movie, that helped. Of course, being that we only had a two-bedroom cabin meant my sister and I shared a room. Seeing how I was still pretty pissed at my sister, I had a hard time getting to sleep at nights. And to top it off, there really wasn’t any good time or place I could slip off to masturbate. I tried a couple of times in the bathroom, but it always seemed someone would knock telling me to hurry up or something.

When Friday night finally rolled around, I was happy knowing that the week was almost over, but I still had to face the dread of being stuck in the cabin with my sister fighting over the TV.

A little after 8 o’clock my parents gave us each a hug and a kiss as they headed out the door for the half mile walk to their party. Right on cue my sister flopped on the couch and turned on one of her boring “reality” shows. I tried to get her to change it to something we could both agree on, but she refused. Instead of sitting around trying to fight with my sister I decided I would sit on the porch and read one of the books I had brought with me.

A little after 10 I heard the TV turn off. I decided I had had enough for the day as well and went inside to get ready for bed. I had to wait on my sister to finish getting herself ready in the bathroom first, so I went about turning off lights and closing curtains and checking doors. My sister finally came out of the bathroom dressed in her usual bedtime attire which consisted of a tank top, no bra, and a pair of panties. After a week of no porn and no masturbation, I must admit she looked really hot! I quickly brushed my teeth and took a piss before heading in to the bedroom. My sister was already in her bed facing away from me so I slipped off my shorts and shirt and climbed in to my bed wearing only my boxers as normal.

As I lay there drifting off, I couldn’t help but picture the image of my sister being illuminated by the bathroom light as she walked to the bedroom. I swore I could almost completely make out the outline of her breasts floating under the thin tank top. I started to feel a familiar rise in my boxers and I agonized over not having the privacy to stroke myself.

The erotic images in my head were shattered when we heard a crashing sound outside the cabin. Both my sister and I sat up in bed and listened.

“Did you hear that?” my sister asked.

I sat there listening for more noise in the near darkness. “Probably just raccoons,” I tried to reassure her.

Then we heard more noise. This time it almost sounded like someone moving around inside the cabin.

My sister and I quietly got out of bed and opened the door to our room. The sound was a little louder now. It sounded like someone was in the kitchen in the back of the cabin. I looked at my sister and then back out the door. Sitting only a few feet away on the end table was the phone.

As I stood there staring at it I felt my sister brush past me as she tip-toed out toward the table and reached for the receiver.

Just as she picked up the receiver and put it to her ear, a voice broke the silence.

“Put the phone down bitch!” said a shadow in the darkness.

My sister stood frozen cradling the receiver in her hand.

“I said put it down, unless you want know what a bullet feels like.”

Slowly my sister put the phone down and we both stood there waiting to see what would happen next. I winced and squinted my eyes as the light came on, temporarily blinding me. When they adjusted, I could make out the figure on the other side of the living room. He was about my height and a little heavier in appearance. He wore blue jeans and a black turtle neck with a ski mask over his face. All we could really make out was he was white with brown eyes and he was holding a gun.

“Well, well what do we have here?” came his question. “I wasn’t expecting company tonight.”

“We don’t want any trouble,” my sister started. “Just go and we won’t say anything, we promise.”

“Sure”, he responded, “and you call the cops as soon as I walk out that door.”

“Please, we won’t do anything, we promise, just leave!” my sister plead again.

I started to shift uneasily at the door to the bedroom. A creaking from the floorboards alerted our assailant to my presence.

“Hey, come out here where I can see you.” he said, waving his gun about.

I slowly walked out and stood beside my sister. We must have looked like quite a site. Here was my sister in a tank top and panties and me in just my boxers.

“Well isn’t this cute. I hope I didn’t interrupt anything between you and your boyfriend here,” he retorted.

“He’s my brother,” my sister snapped back. I could see her moving her arms up to cover herself up a little. I could also hear the nervousness in her voice.

“Brother huh, well ain’t that special,” he responded.

I was feeling a little exposed standing there in just my boxers.

“So, what am I going to do with you two?” came his dreaded question”

“Just leave!” my sister replied again. “We won’t say anything, just go.”

“You see, I don’t believe you,” he replied. “My better judgment is telling me to kill you both and take what I want.”

I felt a knot in my stomach at the word “kill”.

“No, please, we won’t tell,” plead my sister, her voice trembling more noticeably now. “We’ll do anything, just don’t hurt us.”

There seemed to be a changed in his demeanor with the end of my sister’s last statement. He seemed to relax a and lowered his gun a little and stepped forward. Then he waved his gun again. “Come over here, both of you.”

Slowly my sister and I walked around and stood in the middle of the living room. I stood there with my hands covering my groin and my sister tried to hide her breasts and crotch as well. Our eyes looked down at the ground, trying to hide our fear. The stranger stepped closer to us. He reached out with his gun and put it along my sister’s cheek. I could almost see her body shaking. Slowly he raised my sister’s face to look in to his eyes.

“Such a pretty face you have there. Such a pretty little mouth too,” he commented. “I bet you suck a pretty mean dick.”

I could see the fear on my sister’s face turn to disgust. She jerked her head away quickly.

“Is that what you want, a blow job?” she spat. You could hear the disdain in her voice as the words came out.

“As nice as that sounds missy, it doesn’t really protect me much and would leave a lot of evidence behind,” he chuckled.

“No, I need something to keep me safe after I leave,” he continued. I watched as his eyes ogled up and down my sister’s body. “Yeah, I need something more.”

You could almost see the wheels turning in his head as he looked between my sister and me.

“Strip!” he commanded.

My sister’s eyes opened wide at the words. There was almost a disbelief in what she was hearing.

“You heard me bitch, I said take it off!” he repeated.

My sister’s eyes swelled with tears as she slowly pulled the tank top over her head. I watched as her breasts bounced as removed her shirt and dropped it to the floor. They were much more firm than I had imagined. I found myself mesmerized by the site of her breast almost defying gravity. My trance was broken at the sound of our stranger’s voice. “All of it missy, I said strip!”

He once again held the gun up and aimed it as my sister. I watched as tears streamed down my sister’s cheeks as she slowly put her fingers in the elastic of her panties and slowly lowered them. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the tan lines on my sister’s hips and the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair between her legs. I almost felt a little guilty eyeing my sister’s naked form, as well as for the twinge of blood that pulsed in my crotch.

“Mmm, very nice” he commented. “I bet you can do a lot more than suck.”

Then I watched as he fished a phone out from his pocket, aimed it at my sister and took a picture.

“I’ll enjoy that later,” he said. “Now it’s time for you to get to work.”

“Fine,” my sister said through her tears, “just hurry and get it over with.”

My sister took a step towards our intruder. The stranger quickly raised his gun, causing her to stop.

“Whoa there bitch! As much as I would like to, it’s way too risky for me,” he started. “But since you are so anxious, I’ll help you out,” he continued.

“Hey moron!” he said pointing his gun toward me. “Why don’t you get naked too?”

I had a lump in my throat as I stared in disbelief. Why would I need to get naked?

“Go on, hurry up!” he commanded.

I slowly lowered my boxers and felt my face redden as they hit the floor.

“Well, well it seems as though little bro here is a little turned on by all of this or maybe it’s just the site of his big sister naked,” he said as he noticed my semi erect cock.

“I think we can work with that,” he continued. I could almost see him smiling behind his mask. “I think it’s time we make a movie,” he stated.

“OK sister, it’s time to help your little bro out there.”

My sister’s eyes widened with his comments as the reality of what he was implying sunk in.

“No way, he’s my brother!” she objected.

The man took two big strides and placed the gun against my sister’s forehead. My sister closed her eyes and winced in fear as she felt the cold steel on her skin.

“Then there will be two bloody bodies lying here when your parents get back!” he retorted.

The sound of him cocking the pistol was thunderous to my heighten ears. I felt a sinking in my gut as I waited for him to shoot.