We messed around doing laundry and picking up as mom had ordered us to and around ten that morning as I went to dump the trash, down came the snow.  The cold wet rain turn to fat flakes of ice and as the next two hours passed ten inches began to build.  It was falling so fast and pilling up so quickly that by the time we could call mom it was too late, even if she could have left early. 

 

She called around four to check on us, during her dinner break, the snow now over a foot was still falling.  So she suggested we put some extra wood in the house, put the candles and the blankets in the family room and prepare for the worse.  We did just that about an hour before the power went for the weekend.  We had wood for the fireplace to keep warm, and when we moved the refrigerator food out on the sub zero back deck we had food as well.  By the time darkness fell we were settled in with two candles a blanket and nice warm fire.

 

Kent looked at me as we huddled near the fire and asked me, “Do you know why dad left us?”

 

I shrugged my shoulders and said, “No I guess he got tired of us.  Mom never said why.”

 

He looked at me and said, “Well it was because the two of them decided to end the charade.”

 

“What does that mean?” I asked unknowing of the term charade.

 

“That’s what mom told me last spring when I asked her, so I looked it up,” he said coolly acting superior in his intelligence.

 

“And what did it say?” I asked in a berating way.

 

“It means they had been pretending for a long time basically,” he said and then added, “Did you ever wonder my Aunt Kelly and mom sleep together?  Or why dad would go bowling three times a week with Walter?”

 

“I thought it was okay for sisters to sleep together, we do sometimes and we’re brothers,” I replied in earnest and added to it with, “Mom said dad was good at bowling and she loved to see him smile.”

 

“No dummy, he was gay and so is mom,” Kent said before explaining it, “Mom and her sister were lovers since childhood.  She needed a way to keep the neighbors and others from finding out so she proposed to dad who was gay and in love with their cousin Walter.  The four of them hatched up the ideal that if mom married dad and Kelly and Walter got married they could still be together.  Dad ran off to be with Walter and met some new guy; the two of them are living a few miles outside of town now.”

 

“Good golly damn what does that make us?” I snapped back.

 

“Mom had sex with dad, two times, once when she got pregnant with me and once with you.” he said coldly.

 

We sat there talking for a few more minutes before I had the nerve to ask the million dollar question, “Does this mean we will be gay too?”

 

He smiled and said, “Well I never had sex with a girl but I have let a couple of older boys butt fuck me.  I sucked one old man’s cock for him at camp last year.  I admit I like boys, but when Jimmy from down the street bent over and let me fuck him I loved that, I just wonder if I would enjoy being sucked?.”

 

“I never had sex with anyone that I know of, except m hand,” I said sadly.

 

“Hey you want play strip poker?” Kent said so fast that I wondered if he had heard me.

 

“What for?” I asked sort sadly.

 

Kent smiled as he popped up and found the cards on the mantle.  Then he reseated himself under his blanket looking me and said, “Well Derek for fun and to see who gets to be the man.”

 

“What do you mean Kent?  I don’t get it?” I asked.

 

“Let’s play strip poker who ever loses a hand loses a piece of clothing.  When you are naked you lose and you have to do whatever the other person says.  It’ll be fun Derek, you may even get your dick sucked for once,” Kent said as he pinched my right tit.

 

So we began dealing the cards as I said, “As long as you don’t cheat.”

 

The hands were slow but by the fifth round I was in my superhero boxers only and he was wearing his purple briefs made out of silky material.  Then as he dealt the sixth hand I got two jacks right away.   I was sure I had a good hand when I drew two tens on the discard and the hold card I has was a King.   Then we played our hands and he had four queens with an ace, and my boxers were ripped off me.

 

Then Kent said, “Stand up and turn around.”  I did as he said and he patted my ass and then ordered me with, “Bend over and take hold of your toes and spread your legs a bit.”  I did it and he slid his hand between my cheeks and tickled my asshole, which made look around.

 

Then he told me, “Now sit down here beside me.”

 

So I did, and as I came to rest where he patted, his briefs were taken down and his six inch German helmet of love popped fully erect.   The pink top part was silky looking and stared at it for a second as he whispered, “Kiss it for me.”

 

I leaned over and looked at it and back it him as I said, “You want pee on me will you?”

 

“Not until you beg for me to,” he said in a sexy tone and then using his right hand to guide me, he slowly moved my face to where my lips were able to barely caress the tip. 

 

I looked at it for a second and then I puckered up and kissed it.  The skin of my lips felt its smooth softness and I liked that feeling, so I did it again.  He cooed like a dove and as heard him aroused I realized what it meant, so I kissed it again.  This time I let my mouth open a second and my tongue graze it.  When I repeated this, I felt its softness fully and I wanted to taste like I did when I licked a hot dog before eating it, so I lapped its crown fully with my tongue and then enjoying it, I let my mouth fall down the right side and back up of the his shaft.

 

I sat up to look at Kent as I asked him, “Did that feel really good?”

 

“Oh yeah little brother.  That was really great, now do it again… and this time...treat like you did your thumb…when you were little,” he said panting between phrases.

 

I remember how much I loved sucking my thumb so I bent over and acted just as requested.  I pretended it was thumb and I sucked it all into my mouth almost to the hilt, and used my lips and teeth to pull along the sides of it up and down several fast strokes then several slow ones.  Each wave of my mouth made him sound so erotic in his response to it; I could hear him sighing and saying not to stop, so I went faster and faster until I had a perfect rhythm.  My head bobbed up and down and as it did he began to seep in my mouth and I tasted the precursor and I wasn’t bothered by it so I went on doing it.  Then suddenly I felt his big bulgy vein in the center throb and pulse and a hot salty taste slid in and down my throat.  I recognized it for I had been devouring my own for months and I accepted it to his surprise fully.

 

He sat up looked at me as I drained the final parts out and said, “How did you do that?  That was amazing.  I couldn’t swallow a load the first time.  You sure you never sucked a cock before?”

 

Licking the remnants off my lips I said, “I never said I hadn’t eaten cum, I said I never sucked a dick.”

 

Whose cum have you eaten before?” he said in an angry jealous tone.

“My own!” I admirably replied.

 

“Prove it,” Kent demanded and then added, “Jerk that little pickle off and eat your cum for me now.”

 

Now to his surprise I replied, “No problem, I have been eating my own cum for mouths.  I really love it after drinking fruit juice.”  Then I sat back and began to rub my semi hard three inch cock until it made its way to four inches.  When I started to get my speed up he slid over beside me and started to fondle my nipples and I loved that.  He saw how much I did and kept doing it making me hotter by the second. 

 

When I was ready to cum he held his cock to mine and said, “Cum on me and eat it off.”

 

I did just as he ordered and manage to squeeze almost all of it on his cock head and shaft.  Then I knelt and sucked it off and sucked him hard in less than three minutes.  When I looked at it now wet shinning and hard I asked, “What does one feel like in your ass?”

 

Smiling like a devil at me he said, “Lay back and spread your legs and find out.”

 

I did just that as he knelt and used his arms to help widen and roll my legs back.  Then he began to work his now hard cock up my virgin asshole until I felt it slid in and though it was sort of painful I didn’t get afraid, instead I accepted it.  He slid it in and out slowly until he could see the grimace of my face ease.  Then he started to fuck me harder and harder and harder.  He leaned over and we kissed a few times and then his demeanor changed and he was seriously fucking me.  He started to slap his cock in me so fast that I felt it heat up and swell and when it exploded I have no ideal why but I began to almost cream myself.

 

He drained in side me until he started to shrivel then he pushed me up further and knelt and rimmed my asshole and his cum out of me.  His tongue dug inside me more than I ever expected and when he finished I was his.

 

Then he pulled my legs down and started sucking my cock for me.  It aroused me so much that I came moments later before I ever got fully hard.  He held it in his mouth and brought it to me and as I opened and accepted his tongue came in my mouth and swished them and the warm salty cream around together.

 

Then he drew me up into his arms and we held each other until the fire grew dim.  We added a few logs and pulled up a couple of more blankets and fell asleep in each others arms until sunrise. 

 

When the sun lit the room, I saw his cock hard and sparkling as he slept beside me nude.  I slid down his body to suck it which awoke him, and then started his day greatly better than the previous.  He was about to cum when I felt his piss slip from him with it.  Suddenly I drained it as well as the cum, and funnier still is only a small modest amount soiled the blankets.

 

He was smiling as I told him, “I guess now we know we both are gay like dad.  If you want we can keep it a secret and you can fuck me anytime you want Kent.  I gladly give myself to you.”

 

He replied, “Derek, you are mine.  I will keep you as mine, but I may share you and myself with others, as long as you know whose you are.”

 

That was twenty years ago, we now live in a small country home alone.  We have had many lovers but always we come back to each other at the end of the day.  I guess I am the woman of the relationship, but I gladly fill that role.

She had large breasts,and black hair.Her skin-tone was a bit darker than mine,more tan. I always thought that my parents adopted her,or she was a half-sister or something.She actually liked the slutty reputation that she had with certain people,she was known to suck on cocks in public,and wear skimpy clothing .I tried to watch my program,as i heard footsteps going up the stairs to our rooms.Then i heard her come back down,and walk behind the chair .I then heard her step into the bathroom,and heard the shower.

Soon half an hour passed,and my show was over.Since there was nothing on,i decided to just watch the tv.Soon she would come out,and take the remote,and change the channel.I would look to her "I was watching that.Change it back.",i looked to her.She had a small blue towel covering her body,i could see her thick,and shaprly legs .Round thighs,and large breasts.It was common sence,she was using a hand towel,and not a real wash towel.She would look to me with her black eyes,and was using a real wash towel to dry her hair."Oh stop,this wont kill you to watch another show."

I was silent,and just looked away,towards the tv.She would roll her eyes,and stop drying her hair.Putting the towel on her shoulders,she then looked to me "I don't know why your always like this.When we were younger,we always usto be together.Like best friends."i looked up at her."Back then you had respect for yourself.People also usto respect you more too."She would throw the remote into my lap "what i decide to do with my body,is my bussiness.Not yours." she then went back to drying her hair.

I waved my hand at her "could you have at least wore a more concealing towel?" she would stop,and look to me.Hands at the sides of her head,towel still around her face."you was looking at me.Wernt you."i shook my shoulders"your in only a towel.How am i not going to look at you."she guessed she could annoy me.She stopped drying her hair,and removed her towel.I saw her breasts,as she looked at me.Her hair was still frizzed,from being wet,and the friction from her hands,trying to dry her hair.Her face was in a sneer look.

"So i could do this,and you wont care?"She touched her slightly pink nipples,and caressed her pale breasts,there was a tan line from a bikini.With her white nail polished fingers she would rub,and touch her nipples right in front of me.Her smuttiness had kicked in.I pointed at her"will you stop it?"unconsciously,i felt my cock slowly become stiff.Trying to disguise it,i quickly adjusted myself on the seat while pointing at her.She did dent notice."I dont care if you are my brother,if i want to act like this,i will."

I shook my head,pent up urges then came to the surface. I remembered my hands shooting out,and grabbing my sister.I remembered pulling her twards me,and using a hand to pull down my shorts,and showing my sister my hard cock.I saw her ass jiggle,as she stumbled and stood infront of me,as i sat on the chair.I heard the tv behind her,as i then blinked.She looked down at me with a suprised/slutty look.I then remembered standing up,and putting a hand onto her shoulder,so she would get on her knees infront of me.

My sister would take her hands,and look at my cock.It was 7 inches,nothing gigantic.But from her looks,a large cock in anycase.I could think,but i wanted sex so badly,i did dent stop myself,as i put my hand on the back of my sister`s neck.Bringing her closer to my cock,my cock head grew a bit bigger.My sister took her hand and grabbed my cock,sucking on the head,and a bit more.I savored the feeling,i could feel her touge,and lips across my cock.My cock felt hot,but was cooled quickly by my sister`s mouth.

I looked down at her,as she sucked on my cock.Her semi-wet hair in my hands,and bobbing back and forth as she sucked.I diddent remember how long i let her suck,but now,i wanted something more.I wanted sex,the real thing.So i then had her stop,looking down at her,and with a tap on the shoulder,i helped her stand up,and i turned her around.Making her sit on the chair,i held her legs up,and used my hand to remove my shorts fully.I then jerked my cock looking at her pussy,she had been fucked often,and now i was going to fuck my own sister.

Looking at her,i pushed my cock against her pussy,and within a blur,my cock was pushing into her pussy.Im not sure if i heard her moan,i was in my own influx of bliss.I felt her warm pussy all around me,as i started to fuck her hard right off the bat.Cradling her legs,i pumped her pussy hard.I could hear the tv still in the background,and my testicles slapping against her ass cheecks.I looked at her,and she looked at me.I fucked her for all she was worth,which wasn't alot.

Coming near orgasm,i took myself out.She sucked and jerked my slick cock,before i shot a thick load some of it got in her hair,and some got on the floor.She jerked my cock before looking up at me with open eyes and moth,and a slutty look.I clenched my teeth,i felt like shooting cum forever,as my sister jerked my cock hard.I felt more bliss,as i strained to shoot another load.I did,as my sister caught it in her mouth,as she closed her eyes some.I knew she enjoyed this fuck,and to be honest.I did also.

THE END

[This story is fiction.Its not ment to be taken seriously.]

Eric Luna-2005