My Brother, My First

[1sickbastard]

My Brother, My First-- thread open to all

The Parents were leaving for their second honeymoon, cruising around the Alaskan coatline for a week.

 

[NightPlay]

Waking up from my peaceful slumber, I remembered...they were gone! Yes...freedom is here at last. No one to tell me what to do.

 

[1sickbastard]

Paul drove his parents to the airport. Pulling into the terminal, he found a space at the unloading zone. He helped his dad unload the bags & gave his mom a hug and kiss goodbye.

"You two have a good time on your second honeymoon."

His dad shook his hand, slipping a few bills into it. "This should help if any emergencies come up. Take care of your sister. She isn't as old as she thinks she is. I'm real glad you decided to come home from school this summer & look after her and the house while we're gone."

"Thanks, pa. I'll do my best. I'll be here to pick you up when you get back."

"We love you, Paul," his mom said

"Love you too, mom, dad" he said nodding.

Not long after, he returned home, wondering if Dawn, his younger sister was up yet.

 

[lovecraft68]

"Hey big brother, do you like what you see?" I whispered seductively as I posed in my extremely tight denim shorts that were rode up so high that the well rounded bottoms of my ass cheeks were hanging out.

The front view was almost as good showing off my extremely long well shaped and deeply tanned legs. Of course my brother Paul would probably only notice those legs if he happened to start at the bottom because I am sure that as soon as he got a look at my small but very perky tits pushing their way out of the flimsy white tank top he would lose all desire to look any where else. Well that's what I was hoping anyways.

Right now however the only audience I had was the mirror over my bureau that i was posing in front of. With a sigh I struck another pose pushing my titties out and pushing my full soft lips into a pout I whispered;

"Oh please big brother? Oh you know you want to!"
Laughing nervously I stopped posing and walking over to the bureau sat down and after checking to make sure that my long raven black hair was still holding the curl I put into it after the shower I picked up my eye shadow and began lightly applying it. I had to stop and give my self a minute for my hands to stop shaking. I was so nervous. Tonight was the night. After thinking about it, dreaming about it, and of course masturbating to it for months now I was finally going to do it. Tonight was the night I was going to give myself away and have sex for the first time. I suppose every girl was nervous there first time but in my defense i think my nerve were caused a little bit more by the fact that the man i was going to give myself to was my big brother Paul.

I shook my head as in a sense i realized how bad that sounded as if i were in a Jerry Springer episode but fact of the matter was that ever since i was 14 mom had been telling me that my first one should be someone special, someone I truly loved and who did i love more than my twin brother Paul? The answer of course was no one.

Being fraternal twins born only hours apart Paul and I of course shared that exceptional closeness that all twins did. That extreme sense of almost "oneness" sometimes thinking exactly what the other was thinking and even when there were times that we weren't together we could somehow "feel" if the other was okay or not. There was no bigger example of that then the day six years ago that I had almost drowned.

Paul and I were twelve and we were at summer camp. The two of us had been swimming with some other kids but Paul and I were typical twins in that we tended to want to keep to ourselves and sometimes would just rather be alone. This behavior was what had prompted dad to send us to camp for in the first place to socialize. Well Paul and I had enough socializing and wandered off. we swam together for awhile and when we were done we sat on the rocks. Paul wanted to go get sticks and try to get a fire started, Just before he left he told me to stay out of the water because no one else was around. After he had left I went and sat by the water sticking my toes in and playing with the new bracelet mom had given me for my birthday a week before. The bracelet fell off and when I went to catch it I slapped it further into the water. Desperate I had waded in which was when I slipped on a wet rock and going under banged my head hard. I sucked in a mouthful of water and began choking and panicking. i could feel the current pulling me away and was already gagging. I tried to suck my breath in and inhaled more water. I was scared and could already feel my head pounding and my lungs burning i tried to get out of he water but my feet wouldn't touch bottom I was getting dizzy and my limbs felt heavy and useless at that moment I knew i was going to die and my last though was of my brother.
the next thing I knew I was on the bank coughing and heaving as Paul pounded my back. He rolled me over and putting his mouth over mine blew his own breath down my throat. I choked up a ton of water but after a few minutes was fine. I sat there crying with my brother holding me stroking my wet hair and telling me it would be okay. After awhile I regained my sense a bit and said how lucky I was that he had come back in time. Paul had looked at me and said he wasn't done but suddenly his chest felt tight and he became really nervous he didn't know why but he thought of me. he said he all but ran back and that's when he saw me floating face up in the water.
Paul and I decided not to tell mom and dad because they would get upset and I ended up alright. Since then on that date July 9th I always gave Paul a gift.
Tonight was July 9th and I planned on giving Paul the best gift I could; me.
I'm not really sure when I started seeing Paul as more than my brother but the feelings had been getting stronger and stronger. I compared every guy to him and even though i had dated had never even thought of putting out. Not that I didn't get offers. At 5'9" and 115lbs my body was long and tight with a nice firm ass and beautiful legs built up from years of dance classes. My tits weren't the biggest but fit well on the rest of my slender form. i had very long jet black hair, smooth even features and my hazel eyes always got compliments on the way they changed colors in the light. Add to that a pair of very soft full lips the kind that were made to pout, and kiss and,
"Suck cock" I whispered then giggled. The giggle was that of a little girl and even though tonight i was going to become a woman I still knew that Paul could never resist it so little girl cute it was.
Paul of course being my twin had the same hair and beautiful eyes but was much taller about 6'1 and over two hundred pounds. Paul had played high school football and was good enough to get some scholarship money and was going to play in college next year. One of the many things I loved about my brother was that he was not a dumb jock or an arrogant jerk. Paul was sweet and actually pretty shy. he also had a astigmatism and wore glasses giving him a slightly nerdy appearance. I found it adorable however as I did the fact he always called my his little sister even though it was only by a matter of hours, Unlike me Paul had had sex but had only really had a couple for girlfriends and honestly got nervous when other girls came onto him he never got serious and told me that he just never felt completely comfortable with them as if he didn't belong with the made there was someone out there for him. well of course there was! It was none other than his adorable little sister Dawn!
yes tonight was the night and i was sure it would work because every thing so far had worked out for me. My parents were leaving us alone for the week while they went on a long overdue second honeymoon. That left me all week but honestly i had really wanted it to be tonight the night I always gave him something. What I had done however was use the week to my advantage we both worked summer jobs Paul landscaping and me waitressing. when we came home at night we would eat and usually just chill. On Tuesday I had gotten home first and showered dressing in just a nightshirt Paul had come home exhausted and when he came out of the shower in just a pair of shorts I could feel my pussy begin to drip. My brother looked amazing his rock hard muscles were well tanned and bulging from the effort of pushing the mowers all day, taking advantage of him saying he was sore I had him lie on the couch and straddling him rubbed his back and shoulders at one point I had slid up far enough that my crotch was on his back and i was hoping he could feel the heat of my pussy through my panties. Paul didn't say anything but when he sat up i noticed he looked nervous and he seemed to be keeping his hands in his lap. The next night i played it in reverse. Coming home after him in my short skirt and little white blouse I said my feet hurt and sitting on the couch put my feet in his lap. Paul rubbed my feet at first quickly them seemed to go slower and even made it part way up my calves once again I was soaking wet and once again Paul seemed very uncomfortable. last night had been the best so far. I had talked Paul into dressing up a bit and going out to dinner at a nice restaurant. i wore a pretty blue dress Paul's favorite color and even wore make up twice Paul told me how pretty I looked and I swear I saw him checking me out a couple of times. The place had a band and i talked Paul into dancing with me he was nervous saying it looked funny but I laughed and said we were brother and sister it didn't mean anything, who was i kidding as we danced to a ballad and I rested my head on his broad shoulder. Paul smelled and felt so good and our bodies swayed together in perfect harmony, Once again i was getting worked up thinking how well we would be moving together naked! I was so worked up that i had to play with myself three times to be able to go to sleep. Today we had both worked and after wards Paul grilled some burgers and all we had planned was a movie night like we used to when we were kids. as of right now Paul was sitting on the couch waiting for me to come downstairs. As I applied my lipstick, and wondered if Paul would think it was weird that i was wearing make up, I felt my heart begin to beat faster, once i went down stairs and sat next to him i was going to try to get him interested maybe even see if he would make the first move. If not i would have to try to seduce him. i had no experience of course but Paul always said he couldn't resist my pout well we'll see what he thought of that pout when it was wrapped around his
"Cock." I said then looking in the mirror repeated. "My brother's cock."
Oh how wrong and right that sounded all at once! I took a deep breath and putting down the lipstick stood up. It was time.

 

[1sickbastard]

Pual was sitting on the couch waiting for his'little sister' to get ready for their movie date.
"Date," he though to himself, "God, that sounds so weird; going on a date with my sister. If only I could meet a girl like her..." He let that though trail off. He'd had a few girlfriends, nothing serious. When he had started high school, he'd been tall, scrawny, and with the nerd glasses he wore, probably would have been consigned to the geek-squad. But he could run pretty fast, mostly thanks to his long legs and his pop, who had insisted that he go jogging with him every morning since he was 10. Father son bonding time the old man had said. Paul hated the getting up at 5am, but, in truth, had enjoyed their morning runs.
It had been his dad's idea to go out for the football team. HIs mother hadn't like the idea to much, but in the end, his father had been able to get her to relent & convince the boy that it would be a good idea. "Who, knows?" his dad told him, "If you do well enough you might even get a scholarship for college."
So Paul tried out & made the team as a free safety.
Being on the foot ball team had some advantages, primarily, that he'd been able to have something like a social life, and the opportunity to go out with some of the prettier girls in school.
Not that he'd taken advantage of that much. He knew he was reasonably good looking, but when it came to girls... He usually got tongue tied and acted like a idiot. Small talk and mindless chit-chat, so necessary for dating the average vapid teenager, eluded him. There had been a few girlfriends, some of the smarter girls in school that had something to say beyond dating gossp, clothes and music fashions were.
The few times he'd had sex were even worse. His girlfriends had been willing enough and patient with him, but because he never really connected with them emotionally, the sex was awkward and unsatisfying at best.
The only girl he with who he was ever completely comfortable was his twin sister.
It made sense. As twins they had a bond that was instinctual. Sometimes he would just know what she was going to say, sometimes even what she thought with out even saying it. At rare times he knew what was happening to her, even if he wasn't there in person. 'Twintuition', his mother had called it. Once, when they had been younger, it had saved her life.
"The 'incident', as he and his sister dubbed it, when they spoke of it at all. They had been swimming, he'd left her alone on the bank. Then he knew she was in trouble. The next thing he remembered was pulling her body from the water & giving her mouth to mouth.
Every year since, she had given him a gift on the aniversery of 'the incident'.
Belatedly he remembered today was July 9th, and wondered what she would give him this year.
"What I need is to meet a girl just like my sister,"he thought.
Dawn came down the stairs and Paul caught a lump in his throat. His pretty twin sister was wearing denim shorts that accentuated the long lines of her legs and the perfect peach of her ass. The tight white shit she had on showed the obviously bra-less round swell of her breasts and the hard points of her nipples. "Oh my God," he thought, "She's beautiful..." He cut that line of thought off savagely. This was his sister and that line of thinking was, unthinkable...