Date: Wed, 8 Jun 2011 20:21:25 -0700
From: Taboo <anewtaboo (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: Head of the Household Chapter 5

DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction revolving around incest
as well as consensual teen sexual explorations. All appropriate
warnings apply.

Feedback always appreciated: anewtaboo at gmail dot com.

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Holt is a responsible, mature 18-year old that is the head of his
household. After their irresponsible druggie dad ran off and mom died
in drunken single car accident, Holt gained guardianship of his
brother Kyle (15) and his twin sisters Blaine and Becca (16).

Sexual exploits have been occurring consistently within the family, as
well as with Kyle's girlfriend Cassie (14). Things are complicated by
the fact that Kyle harbors a secret crush on his best friend Andy
(16).

Things will continue to be interesting.

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It was about 7:00pm on Friday night when Andy's cell phone beeped.

"Hello?"

"Hey Andy, it's Kyle. What's up?"

"Nothing much. You?"

"Same. Hey, about tomorrow. Would it be okay if Cassie came over to
hang out with us? Her parents are busy and she was looking to do
something. Is that cool? If not I understand."

"Nah man. It's fine. What time?"

"I don't know. Is noon okay? We'll bring pizza if you want."

"Yeah, that's good. Let's just order something when you guys get here."

"Okay, see ya then."

"Peace."

"It's confirmed." Kyle clicked off the phone and looked at Blaine.
They were in the twins' room. Becca and Holt were in the living room
watching TV.

"Good. So you'll meet her at her place and go to Andy's?" she asked.
They were sitting on the floor at the foot of the girl's queen sized
bed.

"Yeah." Kyle hesitated a moment. "And you're certain she's cool with it?"

"Well, I can't be 100% sure. Girls her age are, you know...fickle. But
from what I could tell today she was at least open with the
possibility." She had her long blonde hair pulled back at the sides
the same way it had been earlier in the afternoon when she'd been with
Cassie. She was twirling a strand distractedly as she remembered what
had happened earlier in the day.

After their Saturday afternoon encounter, Blaine had told Cassie about
Kyle's curiosity about Andy. Cassie was surprised of course, but not
completely freaked out. She could understand how Kyle might be
intrigued by Andy. After all, she and Blaine had licked and fingered
one another to climax.

So when Blaine recommended she get together with Andy and Kyle on
Sunday, Cassie was game. After having hung out naked in the hot tub
with the boys earlier in the week, it seemed like a natural next step.
Plus if Kyle and Andy were really interested, Blaine suggested that
having Cassie there might make it easier for the two boys to
experiment if they felt the urge. And Cassie was certainly excited by
that possibility. She'd agreed and Blaine said she'd let Kyle know.

Kyle hugged his older sister. "Thanks Blaine. I really appreciate it."

"It's okay baby bro...anything for you." She kissed him lightly on the
cheek, brushing his longish hair back out of the way.

It was only a friendly gesture, but it sparked a flame for them both.
After making out earlier in the week, the tension was palpable. Both
Kyle and Blaine had felt it, wanted it, and were simply waiting for
the opportunity to present itself again.

Kyle leaned in, and kissed his 16-year old sister on the lips. Blaine
didn't resist at all and parted her lips, welcoming the initiation.
Soon both of them were lost in a deep embrace, passionately making
out, softly and tenderly touching one another on the face, neck and
shoulders.

There was an innocence and hesitance to their explorations, but
beneath there was a deeper yearning rising. Both could feel it deep in
the pit of their stomachs. A soft touch would prompt a firmer grab. A
slight nibble on a lip would tempt a bite. A stroke of the hair
resulted in hands becoming entangled in tresses, pulling one another
deeper into their passion.

Blaine was finally the one to push Kyle away. Panting, she stated,
"Easy there. Remember that Becca and Holt are just down the hall."

"So?" Kyle had a raging erection and the only thing on his mind was
exploring his sister.

Her brother's temerity was surprising and arousing. Blaine caved in a little.

"So, if you really want this we should be careful and quiet. And,"
Blaine said firmly, "we can't have sex."

"What? Why?" Kyle pleaded.

"Baby, it's not that I don't want to, because I do. And we will,"
Blaine explained. "But not tonight. Honestly I don't trust myself to
be quiet if we did. And also, I want you to give your virginity to
Cassie."

Kyle cocked his head. "How did you know I was a virgin?"

Blaine smiled. "I just did. And it's important that you share it with
her. She's still a virgin officially, and I'm not."

"She is? How do you know?"

Blaine sighed. "Girl talk," she said simply without elaborating. She
didn't want to get into too much detail. She had explained to Kyle
that she and Cassie had fooled around, she didn't tell him the extent
of their lovemaking. Cassie had volunteered during pillow talk after
their sapphic encounter that her hymen had ruptured when the 14-year
old was messing around with the handle of a mirror and in her
excitement plunged it in too deep.

"So," Kyle probed, "you're not a virgin?"

Blaine sighed again. "No," she said.

"Who?"

Blaine smiled sadly at her younger brother. "No one you know. No one
important. It was a short term thing about a year ago."

It was in fact a boy she had thought was really special for a few
weeks. She'd given herself to him, and he'd never spoken to her
afterward. She'd felt used and promised herself to never give herself
to someone who didn't care about her again.

Kyle could read the regret on her face. "I'm sorry, Blaine. You know I
love you, right?"

She grasped her brother's face in her hands. "Yes, I do. And that's
why I want it to happen. Eventually. After Cassie. But you have to
treat her right. Don't just do it and forget about her."

"What? Never...Cassie is amazing!" Kyle said.

"Yes, she is," Blaine agreed. "Don't forget that."

"I won't."

"Good," Blaine said. "So while we can't have sex, there are still a
lot of things we can do."

Kyle blushed at this. As horny as he was, he was still slightly
uncertain and shy. "What?"

"Well, according to Cassie, you really know how to eat pussy." Blaine
flipped up the mini skirt she was wearing letting Kyle see her naked
slit, "So show me what I've been missing."

. . . . .

Becca came back into the living room from the bathroom. Clad only in a
long t-shirt and panties she plopped on the sofa next to Holt. She had
her long blond hair pulled back into a long, thick single braid.
Instead of sitting on the far end of the sofa as she usually did, she
sat right next to her 18-year old brother, snuggled close and wrapped
her arms around his bicep while looking at the TV. She loved feeling
his powerful body next to hers.

Holt looked down at her. He was really enjoying the feeling of
closeness with his 16-year old sister. Sad to have to admit it, but it
had been far too long since he had felt any intimacy – emotional or
physical – from another human being. Even if it was his family, he was
appreciating the sensations. The fact that her hot little body was
achingly sexy didn't hurt anything. Her 34B breasts pressed into his
arm and caused his cock to stir under his shorts

Becca was enjoying the closeness to Holt as well. Sure, she'd been
with boys, but not as many as people assumed. For some reason she
typically only let them get as far as third base, but rarely allowed
them all the way home. Frankly, she was most comfortable with the
intimacy she shared with her twin sister. Lately though she'd been
more curious about her brothers. Fucking Holt on Friday night was
amazing. Masturbating with Kyle earlier in the day was just as good.
And she was willing to explore as far as they were willing. And she
hoped that would be a long way indeed.

"Hey Bec, about last night..." Holt started. Immediately Becca tensed up
in anticipation of what he might say, and Holt noticed it.

"I just wanted to say thank you," he continued. "And I really liked it."

"Good," Becca relaxed. "Me too. Thanks for not freaking out or anything."

Holt chuckled. "It is a bit odd, don't you think?"

Becca was quiet for a moment before answering. "Well, our entire
situation is a bit odd, right?"

Holt nodded in agreement. Having lost both parents so early was
unusual to be certain.

Becca continued. "Honestly, I don't think you get how amazing you are.
Most guys your age would have just let me and Blaine and Kyle be
scattered across the country with god-knows-who. But you didn't."

"Thanks, but what does that have to do with it?"

She looked up at him. "Don't you see? You've taken on a parent role.
And because of your responsibilities to us you can't do what people
your age typically do. Go to college. Go out on dates with sorority
sluts. Get your pole smoked."

Holt chuckled at this.

"So this allows me to give back to you. Give you something I know you
want and need, and because of us...well, you can't have it in a
traditional sense."

"Becca, I don't want you doing this out of some sort of obligation."

"Ha! Trust me, I'm not. I need it just as much as you. I love you big
brother. I'm not making any compromises by having sex with you. I want
it, as much if not more than you do. So let's not over analyze it,
okay?"

"Okay."

"Good." With a sigh, Becca scooted lower and laid her head in Holt's
lap. She tucked her right hand under her head, and her left hand
slipped up Holt's basketball shorts to come to rest on his upper
thigh. She felt him tense up.

"Becca," she heard him whisper. "Kyle and Blaine are right down the hall."

She looked up and him with a practiced expression of exasperation.
"Yeah, and the door is closed. Knowing them they are deep in homework
that isn't due for two weeks. Jeesh! Just relax and, I don't know...try
to enjoy it?" She smiled at that last part. She loved giving her big
brother a hard time almost as much as she adored him. He was simply
too sexy with those broad chest muscles and spiky dark hair.

Holt didn't really want to say no. Anyway, what was the harm? They
were both fully clothed and she could just as easily take her hand out
of the leg of his shorts as she'd slipped it in.

But then Becca edged up further, and her hand found his stiff prick.
Holt groaned but didn't make any effort to pull away.

"Good lord," Becca whispered. "I don't call you my BIG brother for nothing."

Holt had to chuckle at that, but also had to rib her a little bit
more. "That's not what you said when I was in the shower the other
day."

"I was just trying to keep your ego in check."

"Right, I'm such the ego maniac."

She shrugged and started stroking Holt's firm, thick seven inches
under his baggy shorts.

"Oh," Holt remembered. "And when did you go on the pill?"

Becca looked up and him with a raised eyebrow. "Dude, seriously?"

Holt nodded. "Yeah, did I miss something?"

"About six months ago. You signed off on it after mom...you know."

"I did?" Holt asked. "I don't remember."

Becca shrugged and looked back at the TV, still stroking her brother's
cock under his shorts. "I'm not surprised. There was a lot of stuff
going on at that time."

"So," Holt said, "You've done it a lot since then?"

"No. Not a lot." Becca rolled over and looked at him. "Enough to know
good from bad."

"And how am I?" Holt asked.

Becca squeezed his cock at the base before answering.

"Better than good. Almost back around to bad again."

Becca let out a little yelp when Holt reached down and squeezed his
sister's panty-clad ass hard. They both shushed each other and
giggled.

. . . . .

Kyle had gotten up and moved the desk chair in front of the door. In
case Becca decided to come into the girls' room, the door would hit
the chair, preventing her from seeing inside initially and allowing he
and Blaine to compose themselves. Hopefully.

Kyle walked back over to his sister. Blaine had moved up and was
sitting on the edge of the bed, her tight little bottom hanging off
the end. He felt a little more confident and put one knee on the bed
as he leaned down to kiss her. Blaine melted instantly and willing
gave her mouth to him, letting their tongues probe and explore each
other's mouths.

"You are so beautiful Blaine," Kyle murmured against her cheek.

"Thank you."

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes, please. Will you lick my pussy?"

Kyle needed no further coaxing. With a final kiss he went to his knees
and moved between his 16-year old sister's legs as she lifted her
skirt out of the way. He was in awe of her pussy, somewhat because it
was only the third one he'd ever seen – Cassie's up close the many
times they had fooled round and Becca's only in passing earlier in the
day when they had masturbated together. Blaine, like her twin sister,
had labia that were more pronounced than Cassie's. They were light
pink, almost flesh colored.

He leaned forward and kissed her vulva to the side of her slit, which
made Blaine exhale in excitement. It was clear that Kyle knew what he
was doing. Instead of diving right in with his tongue like a typical
inexperienced boy, he kissed and teased her, building up the tension.
Her hand soon found his head and her fingers gripped his hair, coaxing
him to her slit.

Kyle allowed himself to be directed to her pungent aroma. He kissed
her labia gently, like he was kissing an innocent new girlfriend. Her
essence clung to his full lips, and he licked it off. Delicious. He
kissed her pussy again, this time softening his mouth and allowing his
tongue to lap at her slit. He found her pussy leaking with
anticipation, much the same way he could feel his cock producing
precum.

Blaine released her grip on her brother's hair and reclined back on
the bed, pulling her skirt up and out of the way. Kyle grasped the
backs of her legs and pushed them up and open, fully exposing her
glistening lips. He groaned in need as he leaned forward and started
licking her with the fat of his tongue using long firm strokes. With
each lick he ended with a firm tip flip over the clit, which caused
his sister to jump in pleasure.

Having tested the sensitivity of her clit, Kyle focused his
concentration on her labia. He loved the way she tasted and adored
kissing her forbidden lips. Blaine was oozing a great deal of fluid in
excitement. It coated his chin and lower lip. Hungrily he feasted on
her pussy, probing her with his tongue and discovering her most
sensitive intimate places.

Blaine was lost in his oral attentions and writhed on the bed with
pleasure. Her hands grasped and massaged her perfect 34B breasts.
Finding her nipples through the fabric of her top, she pinched and
tugged on them until they were stimulated and firm.

Kyle knew that he had Blaine on edge, and backed away making her groan
in desire. She looked down at him with a pleading look. He moved
forward and sucked her clit, but only for a second.

"So, tell me how you know Cassie is a virgin," he said, kissing her
vulva gently, but not going near her clit.

"Ahhhhh," moaned Blaine. "We were...we were just fooling around and I found out."

"Fooling around how? Did you kiss her?" Kyle was looking up at her.
Blaine noticed that he and Becca shared the same devilish look.

"Yes," she whispered.

Kyle immediately sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked his tongue
over it rapidly. Blaine fell back on the bed and arched her back.
Christ, he really knew what he was doing. She was very close to
cumming, her hands clawing at the bed.

But then he stopped and resumed kissing her vulva and labia gentle.

"Did you do more than that?" he asked.

She murmured an affirmative.

"Did you two get naked together?"

She lifted her head to look at him again. He had the same impish grin
and didn't seem to be upset.

"Yes," she admitted.

"Good," he replied, diving back on her clit to suck and lick it more.
Blaine had to bite her bottom lip to keep from crying out it felt so
good. She squeezed her eyes shut and was just about to climax...

And he backed off again. She looked down at him with wild eyes,
panting desperately with looks of fury, pleasure and disappointment
crossing her face at the same time. Beads of sweat had formed on her
chest and neck and she could feel them trickling down her breasts.

Kyle patiently continued kissing her sex. "What else did you do with
my girlfriend?"

"Mmmm, lots of stuff."

"Did you two finger each other?"

"A little," Blaine admitted. "We sucked each other's tits and rubbed
our pussies against each other's legs while we kissed. She has a
wonderful body." It was really turning her on to talk so openly with
her brother about the things she had his 14-year old girlfriend had
done earlier in the day.

"Mmm. I know. Sounds nice." Kyle's cock was rigid and pounding in his
basketball shorts. He loved hearing about what had happened, and was a
bit surprised that he wasn't in the least jealous. "Did you like it?"

"Yes," Blaine answered. "Very much."

"So did you lick her pussy?" Kyle smiled up at his older sister.

"Yes. We both licked each other."

"She has a delicious pussy, doesn't she?" he commented.

"Oh god yes. Perfect," Blaine was out of her mind in pleasure with her
little brother kissing and gently nibbling at her tender lips.

"Can I ask you something?" Kyle said, softly licking her labia.

"Yes, anything."

"Who licks pussy better...her? Or me?"

Blaine looked deep into her brother's eyes. "You do," she said.

"Honestly?" he asked.

"Kyle, this is the best I've ever had. She fingered me until I came
and it was amazing, but you lick my pussy better than anyone. Ever."

"I'm glad you think so," said Kyle. He immediately locked his lips on
her clit again and began flicking his tongue over it.

Blaine was a goner. She closed her eyes as her mouth fell open. She
knew she didn't dare scream or cry out, and it was all she could do to
stay quiet. A thin line of drool cascaded over her bottom lip from her
open mouth and dropped between her tits. Her face turned red as she
crested.

It was the best cum Blaine had ever experienced. She felt it well from
her stomach and raise the hairs all over her body. She concentrated on
not crying out; anything her body did was out of her control. She felt
her legs tremble as her torso spasmed randomly. Her legs locked around
Kyle's head and held him to her sex. One hand supported her body while
the other grabbed his hair as she bucked against his face with
abandon.

Kyle wasn't letting up and kept licking her throughout the climax. He
felt the bed shake as his beautiful sister jerked and quaked, but all
the time silently, lest Holt and Becca become suspicious. The only
sound he could make out was her pants and gasps.

As she started to come down, Kyle eased off and released her clit,
moving back down to slowly kiss and suck her vulva and labia again.
When he looked up at his sister, she had tears running down her face
and was chewing on her bottom lip.

"Are you okay?" he asked, moving up to look into her eyes. She nodded
mutely, then wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed quietly
against his shoulder.

"What's wrong, Blaine? Did I hurt you?"

"No, not at all," she half sobbed and half laughed. "It was just so
intense. I've never cum like that before, EVER. Thank you." She pulled
back and kissed him deeply. "I love you so much baby brother. I love
having you as a lover."

"Me too," Kyle said hugging her tight. "I'm glad I can make you feel good."

"Oh, you did."

. . . . .

Becca had managed to fish Holt's cock out of the leg of his shorts
after only a bit of maneuvering. Now that she had his incredibly thick
7 inches of uncut meat free, she was nursing his head softly in the
glow of the TV. Her hand slowly but firmly stroked his rigid member as
her tongue swirled around the head and teasingly probed his gaping
piss hole.

Holt had his head laid back on the sofa, but kept one eye trained on
the hallway. If he heard or saw the twins' bedroom door open, he would
be able to push Becca away immediately and stuff himself back into his
shorts.

In spite of all this, he was finding himself lost in Becca's
admittedly talented oral attentions. He was finding out that his
16-year sister was a world-class cock-sucker. The feeling of her
tongue on his head, her spit running down his fat shaft and her hand
stroking his pole had him on the edge, but not enough to bring him to
climax quite yet.

For her part Becca was savoring the taste and feeling of her 18-year
old brother in her mouth. She patiently and slowly nursed his fat,
throbbing tool coaxing out all the precum possible. Her hand would
firmly grip the base of his monster downwardly arched penis and pull
up, milking his tasty clear fluid up the length of his shaft. Her
tongue swirled around his glans and leaked drool down the bottom of
his member. Finally when her hand reached the top of the shaft, she
was rewarded with a dollop of his precious emanations that she
slathered over her tongue before slowly slipping her hand back to the
base for another go. Each stroke up and down took at least a minute to
complete. If she could, she would have continued sucking her brother's
cock all night.

Holt had reached down and pulled her boy-shorts panties to one side
and was pressing his thick middle finger against her asshole
patiently. He could feel her sphincter relax and contract at random.
It seemed to be wanting to let him into it's depths, but timid as
well.

Pulling his finger away from her pucker. "I'm going to stick my finger
in your asshole Becca." She sighed and nodded her head in agreement.
"But you need to drool on my fingers first."

Holt held the index and middle finger of his left hand under his
sister's chin. Becca obediently pulled her mouth off his cock and
opened it, allowing a huge stream of saliva to pour out of her mouth,
over his fingers and onto his leg.

"Oops," she giggled, looking at the puddle of her spit running down
his inner thigh to pool on the sofa cushion. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Holt said. "Keep sucking my cock."

Becca sighed and put his member back between her lips. She was
enjoying being directed. So often with boys she had to be the
aggressor and frankly it got to be a little tiresome. She was thrilled
that her big brother was taking charge and telling her what he wanted
and what he was going to do.

Holt moved his hand back toward his sister's perfect little ass and
wiped his spit-smeared digits over her pulsing rosebud. In response he
felt her arch her back more, causing her perfect ass to naturally
spread open more. Her bottom wiggled in anticipation.

Becca gasped as she felt Holt press his index finger into her orifice
past the first knuckle. It was slow and deliberate, and felt
incredible. Her asshole flexed and gripped, seemingly wanting to expel
and suck in his finger at the same time. However, Holt was holding his
finger still, not moving it at all. The feeling of his steadfast digit
wedged in her butt caused Becca to tremble and moan softly. She was
suddenly aware that her pussy juice had soaked through her panties and
was probably dripping onto the sofa. Becca refocused and returned to
her slow, deliberated mouthing of Holt's bloated prick.

Holt enjoyed the feeling of his sister's mouth sucking his rod while
her asshole was squeezing his finger. Her sphincter was pulsing and
pulling at his finger like a tight little mouth, hungry and yearning.
He slowly started to move his hand back and forth, beginning the slow
process of working deeper into his sister's ass.

By this time Becca's free hand had dragged Holt's balls out of the leg
of his shorts and was playing with them. She loved having his heavy
nut sack in her hand as she weighed and fondled on first one, then the
other, then both together. This eventually led to her grasping his
cum-heavy sack above the gonads pulling down. This teased a groan out
of her older brother, which in turn made him finger her ass more
deeply, which in turn caused her to suck his cock more firmly, and
play with his balls more stridently. She was now tugging quite firmly,
pressing his distended nuts lower and swinging them back and forth,
causing them to slap against his perineum and ass-crack.

As his sister toyed with his balls, Holt was struck with a strange new
yearning. There was an ache at the back of his throat and deep need to
have his asshole played with. This wasn't all that unusual since he'd
enjoyed it the past when girlfriends would sometimes lick his pucker,
but this was the first time he felt like he needed deeper stimulation
there.

Feeling in control and that Becca was up for anything, Holt said
simply to her "Finger my ass."

Becca moaned in satisfaction and arousal while nodding her head
briskly. There wasn't anything she wouldn't do for Holt at this point.
Her panties were not only ruined due to her pussy becoming so juicy,
but she could feel the wetness running down both of her thighs. Her
spit had puddle on the couch cushion under Holt's ass where it had
trickled off his balls, down his chub and into his crack. Becca took
her middle finger and eased it between his cheeks.

The anticipation of a finger sliding into his ass had Holt very worked
up. Were it not for how slowly and attentively Becca was keeping him
from blowing his nut, he'd have lost it a long time ago. But now he
was back at the brink. As she pressed a wet, slippery finger against
his asshole, Holt scooted down a bit and spread his legs, allowing her
total access.

Slowly Becca inserted her finger into her older brother's ass. It
opened to accept it, and she felt Holt's body shudder in pleasure and
need. It was hot and tight and flexed around her finger. She was
acutely aware that their sphincters were pulsing almost in unison as
one anothers' digits plugged and probed their holes. Becca eased her
slender finger back and forth until she had it worked in up to the
second knuckle, all the while soft-mouthing her brother's excited cock
and allowing her spit to slime down his shaft and into his crack.

Holt was by this time fingering Becca vigorously. His left hand
plunged the finger in and out of her tight pucker with a steady, firm
thrust. His sister was moaning and grunting softly in a beastial
manner, giving over her body to be used for her older brother's sexual
gratification. Holt felt the anxious and lovely warm yearning build in
his gut and knew that he was going to lose his nut soon. His cock
stiffened even more in anticipation and he felt his balls pull up
against Becca's constant tugs to keep them down and swinging.

As she felt Holt approach his ultimate release, Becca began to suck
his head more firmly and spin her tongue with more gusto. After
several sucks, she would then bob up and down on the shaft taking her
as deep as she could, even too far as she felt her throat rebel
against her attempt to take him all the way in and her body tighten
and arch as she gagged. Then back to sucking and tonguing the head.
Thick bubbles of girl spit were forced from the corners of her mouth
as she fucked him with her mouth and lips. She had worked her middle
finger up as deep as she could get it, and was now moving it back and
forth, pressing upward slightly.

This was the end for Holt. He felt the cum start to move up his shaft
as he closed his eyes tightly. He wanted to announce his climax
loudly, but dared not with his little brother and other sister just
down the hall. Instead he gritted his teeth and felt his seed pulse
forth vigorously into his sister's talented 16-year old mouth.

Becca tasted the first blast of her older brother's cum and raised up
so only his head was in her mouth. Her tongue was still aswirl over
his glans as he spewed out spunk. She was swallowing it as fast as she
could, but was having a hard time keeping up and felt some of it
dribbling out of the corners of her mouth. Even more arousing was the
feeling of Holt's asshole around her finger as he ejaculated. It
flexed in tandem with each spurt of is penis, milking and sucking her
finger into his anus. All this, along with the thick finger working
her own asshole was too much to bear, and Becca let go of her own
desire and started to cum.

Holt felt her body tense up and tremble, yet to her credit Becca
didn't make a sound. Her sphinter fluttered and grasped desperately at
his finger as he plunged it in and out of her tight hole. She was
panting, gasping and bubbling around his pulsating prick, sucking out
every last drop and pumping his shaft firmly.

Eventually they were both spent. With his finger still in her ass,
Holt pulled her face off his crotch. He saw his nut dripping from her
chin and the glazed look in her eyes. He moved in and kissed her
deeply, tasting his own seed and licking the mess from her chin. Becca
still had her finger inside her brother, and the two of them stayed
that way as they made out and came down from their high.

Becca slowly pulled her finger out of her older brothers ass, brought
it to her lips and sucked on it, savoring the meaty flavor. Holt
grinned and pulled his finger from her pucker, tasting it and licking
it with base pleasure. Becca tucked her brother's cock back into his
shorts, and collapsed into his lap again. Holt softly stroked and
rubbed her back as she purred.

"God, I'm a mess down there," she whispered. "I was oozing like never
before. Here, feel." She grasped Holt's hand and pressed it to her
sopping panties and slippery thighs. He rubbed and collected as much
as he could, then sucked her deliciousness from his hand. He could
also feel the wetness of her spit pooled under his ass.

"So, after the last night and just now, are you still worried about
Kyle funking up the living room?" Holt asked with a grin.

Becca bit him playfully on the thigh. "Shut up."

. . . . .

Kyle was standing over Blaine as she used her tongue to lick precum
from the head of his prick. After regaining her composure, Blaine had
slipped off the bed, knelt in front of her little brother and pulled
his shorts down, letting his throbbing cock bounce free. She was
impressed by his manhood, a rock hard six inches. She loved how it
curved up sharply and admired it's large, flared head. She marveled at
how rigid and veiny it was. She could see it throbbing in time with
his heartbeat, and clear precum was flowing freely.

"God, it's beautiful Kyle," she whispered in awe as she licked the
head and delighted in the flavor of his clear leakage. She lightly
stroked it, letting her fingers trace the bloated veins twisting along
his shaft. His prick flexed and strained, dripping out more precum in
his excitement.

Kyle was really having a hard time holding back. Seeing his gorgeous
sister work his cock was too much. Every touch of her hand and her
tongue made him almost lose control. But he closed his eyes and
concentrated on his breathing. It helped a little, but he knew that he
would blow his load in short order.

Blaine could also sense his excitement and had to stop herself from
taking him firmly into her mouth so she could immediately suck the
seed out of his cock. Instead she allowed herself the pleasure of
lightly licking and kissing up and down the sides of his prick. When
she saw precum ooze from the head, she would softly lick it off. She
constantly looked up at him and could read the pleasure of his face,
even though his eyes were shut tight and he seemed to be trying to
think of anything other than what she was doing to him. She chuckled
softly and focused on pleasing her beautiful little brother.

She moved down more and found his balls, high and pressed tight to the
underside of his shaft. Opening her mouth wide, she sucked one nugget
in and tasted its tanginess. He felt Kyle tense slightly and realized
his nuts were very sensitive, particularly with how they were so close
to his body. Releasing one, she went to the other and suckled it as
well, being careful to not abuse it too much, but just enough to give
him pleasure. Back and forth she went, coating his scrotum with her
saliva.

Kyle lifted his left leg and put his foot on the bed allowing her
greater access to his nut-sack. Having his balls licked and sucked
felt wonderful. Her hand felt like a delicate feather as it gently
fluttered up and down his shaft. He groaned softly as his dick pulsed
and thickened.

Blaine was truly loving what she was doing. She only wanted to make
her little brother feel good. This was all fairly new to her as well.
She had only played with a couple of other boys in her life and most
of her sexual experimentation had been with her twin sister. She was
finding that Kyle tended to like being caressed and fondled about the
same way Becca did. His 15-year old dick and balls had a wonderfully
musky boy flavor that made her rather high.

As she nursed his balls, she moved lower and starting flicking her
tongue lower to his perineum. Kyle sighed and moved his foot higher on
the bed, opening his ass more. Blaine immediately got the hint, and
scooted lower until she tasted his beautiful ring. She moaned low in
her throat as she lapped at his ass, licking it lightly then
stiffening her tongue and probing.

It was too much for Kyle. His cock was twitching wildly, bouncing out
of Blaine's tickling fingers. "I'm going to cum, Blaine," he whispered
down at her.

Blaine immediately grasped his cock and popped the head in her mouth.
She wanted to taste every drop of semen that he would give her. She
nursed the head softly and began to pump his shaft with her fist.
Kyle's head fell back.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" he whimpered quietly.

Blaine felt his cock swell as her little brother's seed filled her
hungry mouth. She swallowed rapidly as he spent, struggling to keep up
with his massive load. She did an admirable job too, only a bit
dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Kyle had finished cumming, and
she licked the drop from the corner of her mouth.

Blaine stood up and took Kyle's face in her hands, kissing him deeply.
He could taste his spunk on her tongue.

"Thank you," he whispered.

"Thank YOU," Blaine replied.

"God, I can't wait until we fuck," he said.

"Then you better hurry up and fuck that hot little girlfriend of
yours, huh?" Blaine giggled.

"Deal."
. . . . .

Kyle walked into the bedroom he and Holt shared wrapped in a towel
fresh from showering. Holt was absently flipping through a sports
magazine while reclining on his bed in a pair of shorts.

As he approached his bed, Kyle noticed a box of condoms and a couple
of porno mags stacked on the blanket. He turned to look at Holt.

"Hey, um...thanks." Kyle stated, a bit embarrassed.

"No problem, bud," answered Holt, not looking up from his magazine.
When he was out doing errands earlier that day, he'd stopped by the
local chain pharmacy for the rubbers. He wanted his 15-year old
brother to be ready when Kyle decided to finally fuck his cute little
girlfriend Cassie. Holt had actually felt bad that he'd not addressed
it before, since the last thing he wanted was any unplanned pregnancy
in the family. That was something that would have potentially ripped
everything apart.

"Where did you get the mags?" Kyle asked, leafing through them.

"What? Oh, a smut shop on Calistoga," said Holt, still focusing on his
magazine.

"Cool. Thanks," answered Kyle.

"You're welcome."

Kyle walked over to his dresser and put the condoms on top. He opened
the drawer to pull out a pair of shorts to sleep in but there weren't
any clean. He remembered he had worn the last pair today and had
already put them in the hamper after showering. He briefly considered
pulling on a pair of underwear to sleep in, but he didn't like feeling
all bunched up between the legs at night.

"Hey Holt, do you have some shorts I can sleep in tonight?"

"Maybe, check the bottom drawer," replied his older bother.

Kyle pulled the bottom open. There were a couple of workout shirts but
no shorts. Kyle closed the drawer and stood up. "Looks like you're out
too."

"Really? I'll do some laundry tomorrow then," replied Holt.

With a sigh, Kyle went over to the bed. He debated going back and
getting the shorts from today out of the laundry and wearing them, but
on an impulse he just decided to go naked for the night. It wouldn't
be the first time, and probably wouldn't be the last. With a shrug he
pulled off the towel, hung it over the foot of the bed and climbed
inside.

As soon as his little brother took off the towel, Holt couldn't help
but look at him. He was impressed by Kyle's lean, tight body, tight
round ass and toned legs. As Kyle pulled back the covers, Holt caught
site of the boy's dangling cock and tight balls. After the jack off
encounter he'd had earlier in the day at the gym, Holt was acutely
aware of his bisexual yearnings. The wet dream involving Kyle was a
clear indication that Holt was entering a new realm of sexual
exploration.

Kyle was flipping through the skin magazine, and was starting to get
aroused. He was on his side and his growing erection wasn't showing
through the covers. As he perused the smut, he stole glances at his
older brother laying on top of the covers across the way. Although he
couldn't be certain, it looked like Holt might have had a bit of an
erection as well, but it was hard to tell with the shorts on.

"You ready to turn in?" asked Holt.

"Oh. Yeah, sure," replied Kyle.

As Holt got up and walked to the light switch, Kyle could clearly see
his older brother's erection through his lose shorts. It was
incredibly exciting. While it hadn't been unusual for the brothers to
see each other naked, due to the recent events both were much more
aware of the other's arousal. The unspoken secret of their own
bisexual curiosities may have remained silent, but there was a
definite tension in their bedroom.

"Goodnight," said Holt crawling into bed.

"Night," said Kyle.

The each rolled over with backs to each other in their beds, but their
hands automatically grasped their own firm cocks as they fell asleep.

. . . . .

Blaine was sitting in bed reading when Becca came in from brushing her
teeth. Becca had taken off her sopping panties and left them in the
hamper. She was only in her t-shirt as she climbed into bed.

"Did you have fun with Kyle's little girlie?" Becca asked.

"What?" Blaine stammered. For a moment she wondered how Becca knew
they had fooled around, but realized she was only inquiring about
their day. "Oh yeah, we shopped and had lunch and then hung out at her
place."

"Cool, maybe I can come sometime?"

"Yeah, that would be fun." Blaine was a little surprised that Becca
would mention that since they rarely hung out together, and had never
been shopping with each other. But it seemed Becca had been more
personable and approachable the last couple of days, so Blaine didn't
want to spoil it.

"I liked that outfit you had on today too. Is that new?"

"Yeah, I picked it up earlier this week." Blaine remembered. "Oh, I
had to borrow some of your panties today. I didn't have any clean. Or,
at least any that were clean that looked good with the outfit." Blaine
was aware she was probably saying too much.

"No problem. Which pair?"

Blaine blushed a little. "Those teeny tiny black ones that are barely
there. I hope that was okay."

"My prostitute panties?" Becca laughed as she grabbed a fashion
magazine of her night stand. "Yeah, that's fine. I don't mind. Why
those?"

Blaine shrugged trying to act nonchalant. "Well, we were trying on
underwear and I was looking for something that wouldn't show much with
the panties."

"Underwear shopping huh? Those would sure be the ones to use then,"
Becca grinned.

"Yeah, thanks again. Sorry I didn't ask ahead of time."

"Don't worry about it. It's cool."

They sat there is silence for a few moments.

"Did you fuck her?" Becca asked, not looking away from the magazine.

"What?!" exclaimed Blaine. "I...we...no! Never!"

Becca turned to look at her and grinned. "Oh my god Blaine. You
TOTALLY fucked her! You dirty little slut!" She laughed.

Blaine sat there looking at her with her mouth open, not knowing what to say.

Becca bailed her out by continuing. "I'd totally do it too given the
chance. She's a hottie! Good for you!"

Blaine closed her mouth and just shrugged.

"Uh oh," said Becca. "What about Kyle? You better be careful he
doesn't find out or he may lose it."

"It's not a problem," said Blaine, then added quickly, "I mean about
him finding out."

Becca looked at Blaine long and hard. There was something going on and
she thought she knew what it was.

"You're fucking Kyle too, aren't you?" she said with a gleam in her eye.

"No," Blaine said firmly. "We are most certainly NOT fucking."

"But you ARE fooling around, I can tell!" Becca pressed.

"You have an over-active imagination. Where do you get this from?"
Blaine protested.

"Your eyes. I can always tell when you are hiding something by your
eyes. And sister, you're eyes are totally telling me you're fooling
around with Kyle."

Blaine didn't know what more to say. She wanted to tell Becca the
truth about it all, but didn't really want her to have that kind of
power over her and Kyle, particularly with how close Holt and Becca
had grown lately.

Becca let her off the hook again. "Listen, I don't like having secrets
from you, so I'm going to tell you something. And then if you want you
can tell me but you don't have to, okay?"

Blaine looked at her questioningly and nodded her head.

"I've been fucking Holt," Becca said with a grin.

And Blaine's jaw dropped open.


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