Date: Wed, 22 Oct 2008 20:22:45 -0300
From: zero-drug@hotmail.com
Subject: Alex's Story - Entry 3

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"Oh..." I groaned, thinking once more of Colin and how earlier today I had
been under his control. "Oh my God!  Oh God... yes... fuck... Colin!" I
exclaimed, as I felt the pressure of my seed rising up and blowing into my
sister's mouth. I found myself grabbing her hair for dear life, forcing her
mouth to remain over my cock as semen poured from it.

Finally, I finished, and Alicia pulled her self off. She had some cum
hanging from under her bottom lip, and some on the bridge of her top lip. I
fell backwards onto my bed, panting.

"Why... didn't you..." I attempted to ask, but to worn out by the the
culmination of events which happened today to speak.

"Because," Alicia answered after a moment. "When I do this with Derek, I'm
gonna swallow everything for him."

I raised my head, looking at my sister. For the first time I saw her not
only as my favourite little sister, but as a woman. And it made me wonder
where she had really gotten these feelings for Derek. But I was to tired to
ask; I simply rolled under my covers, and closed my eyes.


Alex's Story
Entry 3: August 7

"Wake up!"

My eyes snapped open, and I rolled around on my bed. The morning light
burned my eyes from the sudden awakening, and glancing over at my alarm
clock, I realized it was past 7:00am.

"Alex, get up." I heard my mom say, a soft hand nudging me.

I sat up, looking up towards my mom and really seeing her for the first
time that morning. Once again my mother was dressed in dress pants and a
blouse, this time completing the outfit with a blazer.

"Your gonna be late!" My mom prodded. "I'm gonna be late!"

"Uhhhhh." I groaned.

"Alex!"

"Mom!" I replied.

"Are you going to school today?" My mother asked.

I flopped back down onto my bed. "I actually wasn't planning on it." I
admitted. My mom looked at me quizzically, and I sighed, explaining. "I
think I ate something bad at school." I lied. "I haven't been feeling well
since school yesterday, and I felt like I've had to... you know,
'diarehea'."

My particular choice of illness was my secret weapon. My mom was to good at
reading people for me to just throw out some blatant lie. However, whenever
I've used the "diarehea defense", she never suspects a bluff.

"Oh..." My mom said, and obvious curve ball thrown out. "Alright then. I
guess that would be pretty embarrassing to go to school with."

I nodded. "Thanks for understanding."

After that, my mom left the room in a hurry to go off to work.

I wasn't lying to my mom when I said I didn't feel well. I mean, I didn't
have diarehea, but I really didn't feel right. Ever since my fight with
Colin last night, my whole "aura" has been awry. Well, I did sort of blow
my top three times yesterday. But I think more then anything I felt bad
about my little brother. So bad, that it verged on guilt - even, an
emptiness.

I shook it off, suddenly immensly tired once again. I rolled back under my
covers, and went to sleep.

When I awoke again it was 11:30. I yawned, stretching out my bones, before
finally stepping out of bed. I had to pee like a race horse, but I also had
a goal to accomplish. I needed to help my younger sister seduce my older
brother.

"Man, how wrong does that sound?" I asked myself in a whisper, slowly
creeping out of my room. I leaned over the banister in the hall,
listening. The TV was on. That meant dad probably had another one of his
day offs. The perk of owning your own company.

After Derek was two, my dad finally was able to get back out and take some
risks in the business world; like his diploma had taught him to. He gambled
all our money on an investment, which payed out in the end. He still had to
work as an insurance company consultant. But when the company he invested
in went south, my father took it upon himself to buy out all the other
shareholders, giving him complete control. Then he combined his wild
gambles with sound business ethics, and rebuilt the company from the ground
up - all without spending a dime. Now he gets to sit at home four days of
the week, watching TV and going to the gym with Derek.

I sighed, knowing now that I would have to hold my blatter until I
completed my task. I quietly moved across the hall, stopping at the door
across from Alicia's room. The door was locked, but I already knew what was
beyond it: My dads home office, complete with a state of the art computer
which had wireless up-link and spycams inside all of my father's children's
computers - including my own.

But I was no idiot. I locked my computer up tight, saving my only personal
files onto a hardcopy. Then, when I got my laptop, I was able to completely
block out my father's privacy-invading-eye. However, his computer came in
handy when I needed to look on one of my brothers or sister.

I opened the door to the linen closet, and reached under an old sheet. From
there I pulled out a CD and my old school ID.

The CD contained a carbon copy of my dad's Operating system. All I had to
do was pop it in, restart his computer, and select my version of the
Operating system. Badda bing badda boom. As forthe ID - I needed it to get
through the door's lock. It was an older lock, and so all I had to do was
slide and push for access.

Once I was in my father's office, I took one last moment to listen for
movement. After hearing nothing, I cleared myself to go on. I sat down at
the computer, uploading what I needed to. Not a lot of people are good with
computers - but it comes naturally to someone who has been taking
programming and hardwiring lessons since they were twelve.

"Twelve..." I sighed. "Colin's twelve."

I shook my head. 'What the hell is wrong with me?'

I focused on the task at hand, my father's desktop appearing on the
screen. I moved through his files, starting the uplink to Derek's
computer. Soon I was facing Derek's desktop screen. My older brother was
the classic male cliche.  Nice cars on his desktop and main pictures. Then,
further in, frivolous photo's of almost nude women. Then, finally, poorly
hidden in the background were the pornographic files that every computer
owner had possession of. I began skimming my way through them, looking
lightly over all the files, opening after every couple file names.

There'd be a clip of blond here, some lesbians there. Nothing really out of
the ordinary to lead into a seduction tactic with Alicia; or better yet,
anything to black mail him with. I pulled up his emails, flicking through
them.  I noticed that he had several from someone simply named "Big D".

"Interesting..." I murmured, opening up the most recent sent letter and
begining to read.

"Dear Big D, My lil' bro asked me to jack it with him again. I'm starting
to think that the lifestyle may run in the family.  I caught him just
staring at my cock when we beat the meat last time. What should I do?

And thanks for your last response. I really would like to meet you in
person. But for now, I really just can't wait to cam with you again.
Somehow, watching you jerk off in the cam while watching me jerk off in the
cam is really relaxing.

Anyways, I'll see you on tonight hopefully.

Horny for you, Derek"

I sat in awe after reading this message, and could barely bring myself to
make another stroke with the mouse. What the hell had I just stumbled onto?

Finally I was able to shake myself out of it, or at least enough to catch
the movement my dad was making down below.  I quickly began rebooting all
his stuff, but not before checking the last date on Derek's message.

9:42:17 am, August 7, 2008.


To be continued...

Author's notes: So I finally finished August 6 in the last
chapter. However, this one is gonna be another split entry, probably two,
maybe three parts. I hope I am not confusing anyone with these random time
skips. If each particular day is a rather eventful one, I like to split it
up into two or three 600 word entries, instead of one 2000 word entry.  I
just think that it's a better read all around.

So yeah, here's the beginning of entry 3. Thank you to all of you who
emailed me last time. If anyone wants to get in contact with me about
anything, please, feel free to email me at: zero-drug@hotmail.com