Chapter 26: Confession

On the Saturday before Christmas, Liz and Tom decided on taking the group to the big city an hour and a half from the house, for shopping at the largest mall in the state. Liz and Tom, were out to pick out a new set of bunk/single beds and a way of turning the large bonus room into a room for the godchildren. In that vein, they sent Joshua and Sara with the older teens. That way, they could look at furniture and other items without giving away, they were Santa.

Bryan and Susan were given strict instructions of getting a picture of the godchildren on Santa’s lap, and more importantly not losing them. With instructions firmly given, Liz and Tom went one way and Bryan, Susan, Joshua, and Sara went the other. Bryan and Susan decided the first thing was getting the picture with Santa. With the crowd being as thick as it was, Bryan looked at Joshua and said, “Take Sara’s hand and don’t let go.”

Playing with his sister Joshua said, “Yuck. She has cooties.”

Sara looked back at Joshua, “And he has boy germs.”

Bryan looked at Joshua then Susan saying, “Cooties aren’t so bad.”

Susan looked and Sara, then took Bryan’s hand interlacing her fingers in his, “And boy germs aren’t all bad, either.”

“I have an idea,” Bryan spoke up,” I’ll take Sara’s hand, as I’ve old germs that don’t affect little girls. And, Susan will take Joshua’s hand. Her cooties aren’t catchable but by a select few.” The two youngsters nodded their heads in agreement. With that worked out, the four walked hand in hand through the mall, as there wasn’t anything on earth that would make Susan let go of Bryan’s hand. It was so rare that she could show outward affection towards him and have it visible for the world to see. Today, the people seeing wouldn’t know the significance of the teens holding hands, and how society would frown at it. Together they arrived at the line for pictures with their cousins.

When it was the small children’s turn to sit on the lap of the chubby man with a white beard, they were sent up together. The two sat nervously on the stranger’s lap and told him what they wanted for Christmas. Susan and Bryan were thrilled when they didn’t ask to see their parents. That would be a hard one for faux-Santa to manage. With their picture taken Susan started pulling Bryan by the hand. She refused to release it while dragging him towards the big chair where Santa sat. “Come on our turn.” She looked at her cousin’s “You two stay there for a minute.”

Bryan would’ve argued with her but she looked so radiant at the opportunity to do a normal dating activity. “Ok. But no embarrassing Santa.”

“Don’t worry son, there is nothing your girlfriend can say that I’ve not heard,” came from the man in the chair.

All Bryan could think was “God, I wish he’d not said that.” Vocally Bryan said. “If you say so.”

The two went up as a couple, sitting one on each of his knees. Both of the teens tried minimizing the weight they applied as he asked, “What do you want Santa to bring you for Christmas?”

Bryan answered first, “Seeing as I already have a perfect girlfriend, how about a new car.”

Santa laughed, “Boy you’re going to go a long way with this girl if you keep coming up with answers like that.” Turning to Susan he inquired, “And you?”

Susan leaned into his ear so only Santa could hear. “Santa, he can’t go any further with me. But what I want is our parent’s understanding. For them to love the baby that is the product of love more intense than life itself. And that it’s OK for twins like us to have such a love for each other.” Santa sat in utter amazement at what Susan had said. He turned red-faced and Susan kissed his cheek right before the picture was taken. Santa said nothing more to the teens as they paid for their pictures and left. As they left, Susan once again took Bryan’s hand in one hand and Joshua’s in the other.

Bryan looked at the photos and they both had turned out well, though he was unsure who Susan would show their picture to. It did look like two teens on a date, and Santa’s face had a look of astonishment. “What did you say to him?” Bryan was concerned about the man’s mental health.

Susan let go of Bryan’s hand for a moment wrapping her arm around his neck pulling his ear close to her mouth. “I asked that our parents accept the baby conceived from our incestuous love.” She said giving his earlobe a quick nibble.

“God, girl what am I going to do with you?” Bryan asked sounding exasperated.

Once again into his ear, she volunteered, “Love me.”

“Yeah, I guess I’m going to have to.” He replied. This time it was him taking her hand, ending up hand in hand once again. The teens continued enjoying the freedom of showing their affection towards one another. While, letting their cousins run through toy stores dreaming of Christmas morning. A few older couples passing by could be heard saying what a nice-looking couple they were. One such couple stopped and said that they wished all the young couples looked so happy and treated each other so well. They had a truly blessed relationship. Bryan squeezed Susan’s hand in his, making sure she was appropriately appreciative of the comments. Not needing or wanting the fact they were brother and sister to come up.

They continued attached to each other and the small children up until a few minutes before the meetup time back up with their parents. When meeting up with their parents all the usual questions of what did you buy me were asked by the teens while their cousins talked about seeing Santa. Joshua let the cat out of the bag about Bryan and Susan also sitting on Santa’s lap. Liz raised an eyebrow at the news and asked, “Can I see the picture, or is it a surprise present for Christmas?”

Bryan had not thought of that angle but Susan answered first, “I figured I could scan it and give you a copy, but I plan on holding the original over Bryan’s head. The big strong football player sitting on Santa’s lap should be worth some blackmail points.”

Tom appreciated his daughter’s deviousness but also felt sorry for his son. Susan did have Bryan over a barrel. “Be nice, Susan it’s Christmas time.”

“Oh I’ll be nice, Facebook loves pictures of teen boys on Santa’s lap.” She answered snickering.

“Ok, hand it and Joshua and Sara’s pictures over. I want to see them.” Liz said at the car door, before getting in.

Susan reluctantly handed them to her mother. “They actually turned out well.”

Liz looked at the pictures as they started the trip home in the twilight. Liz noticed the look on Santa’s face was completely different in Susan and Bryan’s picture verse Joshua and Sara’s. Liz figured the difference must have been in what they asked for. “So what did you ask Santa for,’ Was the open question for the group. Sara and Joshua immediately began rolling off a list of toys and video games they’d asked for. Liz waited until their charges were done making note of many of the items she’d make sure some were there on Christmas day. “And what did you two ask for,” came pointed directly at the teens.

Bryan piped up, “My own room where my sister is in another state.”

“A brother that gives up his quest for his own room and resigns himself to a life of sleeping on the floor,” Susan said slapping with a loud pop on Bryan’s upper arm.

“Well, we’ll see what Santa can do on that front. Though I doubt he’ll ship your sister off to another state.” Tom said uncommitted.

Bryan and Susan looked at each other knowing that being separated was the last thing they actually wanted. They smiled and acted excited though asking, “Really?”

Liz answered. “Santa may be able to make that happen.” The twins sat talking to each other in normal tones about how Santa was going to make it happen. Each coming up with a more far-fetched idea until it became a contest to see who could come up with the most outlandish reason. When Susan suggested aliens, Liz piped up, “Yeah something like that.”

The car drove as the setting sun was behind them. Within thirty minutes Joshua and Sara were sleeping on one side of the backseat while Susan leaned her head against Bryan’s shoulder. Bryan didn’t complain or make a comment about the blonde resting on his shoulder. When Liz turned to see if everyone was sleeping as the backseat was suddenly quiet. She noticed Susan’s head on Bryan. She looked at Bryan thinking hard about why he’d not said anything about Susan invading his space and using him to sleep on. Bryan noticed the inquisitive look on his Mom’s face, but let it go unanswered. A version of the truth would be coming out soon, lying or making a scene could come back and bite them, later. So, he kept quiet and leaned his head against the door’s window glass, and closed his eyes.

Before they arrived home Tom stopped for take-out, but the teens still had to prepare the table for dinner. While setting the table, they caught a news story on the late evening news that grabbed the teen’s attention. The story was about a man who had turned himself into the police claiming to be the person that assaulted Rich and Todd. The news anchor went on to say. The man was the father of a fourteen-year-old girl that claimed to have been drugged and sexually assaulted by the two youths that had been attacked. The man offered no proof of the assault on his daughter or where he had perpetrated the beatings of the youths. On a side note, the new caster said the man was diagnosed with incurable brain cancer and was expected to live only a few more weeks. Susan and Bryan contained their joy the best they could. The police wouldn’t be looking for Steve any longer, but at the same time saddened that a girl that had been raped would be losing her father. But maybe he would go out looking like a hero to his daughter.

Tom said in passing, “Well, I’m glad they caught the guy.”

Bryan gave Susan the don’t do it look, she’d seen a lot recently. She promptly ignored it, “I’m not.” Bryan just shook his head as the conversation had the possibility of going places it shouldn’t go yet.

They all sat down and said the blessing before divvying up the takeout. Tom continued the earlier conversation, “So you’re not happy they caught the guy. I hear the boys he hurt went to your school.”

“Yeah, they do or did. I wonder if the school will let them back in,” Susan said. “And based on what they’re accused of, I’d think you’d be one of the first ones to do what the guy did. I mean what if it was Mom, me, or Sara that the boys hurt.”

“The boys were only accused, not convicted. And it’s still taking justice into your own hands.” Tom argued.

“I guess but maybe the girl knows who did it.” Susan said, “Or had proof of some sort.”

Liz jumped in and asked, “Do you know who the boys are? The newscast won’t say since they are under eighteen.”

Bryan tried ending the discussion in its tracks by pointing out there were still little kids at the table. He said to Joshua, “So do you think Santa’s bag will hold all the toys you asked for?” The question out of left field directed to the six-year-old had its desired effect. The conversations turned to Christmas and presents. Liz noticed the ploy immediately and wondered why Bryan was so interested in getting out of the discussion of something going on at his school. Plus she hadn’t heard any gossip from her children about the beatings of kids they knew or knew of, which was strange for teenagers. But Liz just stored it away for later clarification that would come, it always did.

Before Susan could start her nightly fucking of him, Bryan asked her, “Are you trying to let them know you were raped? And your former boyfriend did it.”

Susan kissed him in the darkness, thankful she could hear her parents fucking like there was no tomorrow. “It’s all part of the plan. I’ll let them know when the time is right.”

“Are you going to let me know when that is or am I going to have to ad-lib when the time comes?” Bryan asked agitated.

“After Christmas but before New Year be ready. Until then it’ll be a dance.” Susan said pressing her nakedness against his. “And tonight is going to be a different kind of dance.”

“Ok I’ll play, how?” Bryan asked.

“I want you to fuck me in the ass again. I want your cock in my bowels pumping your seed in me.” She said biting his earlobe. Not the sneaky nibble of earlier but a bite that caused just a bit of pain, while stripping herself naked.

“Are you planning on telling me what the issue is, that you’re using me for?” Bryan asked as Susan proceeded, removing all of his clothing.

“Nope, I’m just going to fuck it away. And you have just the dick to do it.” Susan said. She snuck under the covers swallowing his semi-stiff dick. As she slurped on his pole, it felt as if it doubled in size within her mouth. She sucked on his rod bobbing her head up and down on his meat lollipop, having the head enter down her throat. Over the past month she’d perfected doing this without gagging and was proud of her ability; now doing it every time she gave Bryan a blowjob.

Plus, Susan wanted Bryan’s dick stiff as steel before she had him fucking her ass. She coddled his balls in her palms and ran her fingernail from his asshole to the base of his nut sack. She knew it was the right thing. His strokes into her mouth finally began losing their gentleness and start feeling like a face fucking, which she was loving. She would soon have him using her as one would a whore, fucking her face and ass. For in her mind after enjoying the gang-bang and eating her best friend after she had been gang raped that is all she really was. And she could throw off the shackles of normalacy in a blink of an eye to set herself free and enjoy being a craven whore. A girl that’d fuck anything and anyone enjoying it all. All she needed was a spark starting the burning fire of her lasciviousness.

Bryan ran his fingers through her blond locks, twisting the hair around them. Susan wanted a fucking, Bryan would give her a hard fucking. He’d make it harder and less about love and more about a defiling animal lust than she had had in all her recent evenings of hard and angry fucks. He yanked on her hair forcing her lips to the end of his enlarged cock head. Just to turn around and pull her head back down his shaft wedging the cock head in her throat. He rammed his cock in so far and fast. He annihilated her pride in not gagging when deep throating him. Over and over, he did this blasting his dick into her mouth to her slurping sounds. Susan’s eyes widened with fear and excitement at her brother’s unforeseen aggressiveness. Before he came, he pulled his saliva-covered dick out of her slobbering mouth. He used his grip on her hair wiping the coating off his prick with her face and hair.

He jerked her up against his body and looked at her with the cold stare he had for opponents on the football field. Susan felt a twinge of concern he would truly hurt her. She had heard couples usually had safe words for rough sex, but they’d never talked about it. Not until that moment did Susan believe she needed one. Bryan’s eye’s met hers in the dim light, “You want to fuck, bitch” he spit out. “Then roll that ass over and stick it in the air, so I can fuck you right.” Susan liked the demanding demeaning tone from Bryan. Her cunt poured out its juices as she rolled over. Bryan forgot about their parents being just down the hall. He used his open hand slapping her ass upward as hard as he could. He was working out his frustration with Susan’s recent behavior. As well as, letting her know she didn’t have it up high enough. The sound echoed as it stung his hand and she cried out luckily into a pillow. The echoing sound reminded him that there was no door and their parents were down the hall. Parents, who wouldn’t approve of their activities. Quiet or at least muffled sounds were all they were allowed. Bryan leaned in to tell his sister, “Stay like that cunt, I’ll be right back.” He noticed she had a tear running down her face from the pain of his corrective punishment.

Susan’s fear and excitement increased wondering what would happen. She was sure, Bryan would treat her like the slut she was, allowing her the freedom of acting out and wallowing in her debauchery. Her ass stung and tingled with sexual frenzy at the same time. She made sure she kept her bare ass high in the air. Waiting on the lubricant Bryan would be bringing from the bathroom preparing his way for embedding his dick in her asshole.

Bryan came back from the bathroom but not with the lotion Susan was expecting. Instead, unbeknownst to her all he had was a wadded-up pair of used athletic socks from the hamper and a towel. Before Susan understood want was happening. He installed the old smelly sock in her mouth in a manner she couldn’t spit it out after forcing her lips apart well past what was comfortable. And with the towel, he tied her hands together behind her back. She was left helpless face down in the pillow. She remembered the gang bang and it wasn’t as frightful as Bryan’s actions. This was as close to being raped as she’d ever come. And Susan hated the fact she loved it. Being manhandled by her brother, being his fuck toy whether she wanted it or not, had her as wet as she’d ever been. She couldn’t cry out in pleasure or pain or tell him to stop. He had taken away those options when he had blocked her voice.

Bryan was going further than he’d intended in the angry fuck department. He realized he was basically raping his sister. Though she was willing at the start, he wouldn’t know until he was finished with her body if she still was willing at the end. Though, it wouldn’t matter then. He reached under his sister to pinch her still purplish nipples. A squeak could be detected through the dirty sock in Susan’s mouth. He twisted the nipple hard, reminding Susan of the night she wasn’t supposed to remember. The same thrill at the pain in her nipples swept over her. Bryan let the right nipple spring back into place, though now swollen from the intentional misuse. He pointed the head of his prick at her pussy hole. Susan shook her head no as if telling Bryan she didn’t want him in her twat though it was fully prepared for him. Bryan ignored her protest and released the second nipple having it return to its place, much in the same shape as the first. Bryan worked just the minimal amount of the tip of his cock within the sluice-filled passage. He filled one hand with a bundle of hair while the other grabbed the top of her shoulder. He snatched her head back while pulling her body into his. The plunge of his cock into her pussy was at once complete and fully rooted.