Lying back against the couch he pulled me back onto him. My eyes still on Nick’s, my foot still stroking his twitching cock, I lifted Matt’s cum covered hand to my lips and sucked his index finger all the way into my mouth. Closing his eyes, Nick moaned and pushed my foot away from his cock, wrapping his own hand around his shaft jacking himself off as the cum built up in his balls and splashed out the top of his throbbing cock. Seeing him lie back against the couch, his eyes closed, I smiled ironically, knowing the confusion running through his head.
Pulling myself off Matt, I readjusted my bikini top and pulled the wrap up to my breasts covering my cum covered back. Standing up, I walked upstairs to my room laughing at the other guys who were so engrossed in whatever action movie they’d already seen a hundred times that they didn’t even notice the incestuous threesome going on on the couch. Taking off my wrap, I turned on the shower and stepped in. leaning my chest against the wall, I let the water pelt against my back, washing the cum from my skin. The cold of the tile wall made my nipples tingle. I shivered as I remembered Nick’s hand on my breasts flicking my nipples, squeezing it, making it so hard. Straining against the thin bikini material I closed my eyes wishing I was holding his head in my hands while his lips were locked around my hard nubs. My face grew hot as I reminded myself that all these thoughts, all this energy I was putting into seducing this guy, it was my little brother. Why wasn’t I feeling repulsed? Why did it only make me hornier? I was high on the sexual energy exuding from my fantasies.
Closing my eyes I let my body relax, the water massaging my back. Suddenly, I felt a figure step into the shower behind me. He pulled me away from the wall and into his arms, wrapping his long body around mine. Laying his head on my shoulder, he whispered “I love you sis.”
Turning around in his arms, I looked at my little brother, fully clothed, water … and tears running down his face and I knew then, it wasn’t just sex. I loved him too.
His eyes pleading with mine he said, “Don’t sleep with Matt tonight, ok?” Knowing that now was the time to deal with the day’s incredible events I asked,
“Why not, honey?”
“Just promise me you won’t, send him home,” the urgency in his voice growing.
“I need to know why baby. Just say it” Watching the conflict run across his face, I couldn’t put him through it anymore. Pushing away the wet hair plastered across his face, I whispered, “Are you jealous, Nick”
“You know I am.”
“What if I promise not to sleep with him tonight?”
Looking at me with such hope, he smiled, “really?”
“Of course, you know I’d do anything for you, haven’t I been your big sis all your life?”
Hearing me refer to our relationship he let go of me and turned to the other wall, punching it before swearing and muttering, “What the fuck am I doing?”
His pain and frustration tore through me. The stakes had changed. Over a day I had gone from loving him as my little brother, to wanting to fuck him, to loving him as a man. I pulled his arm, turning him to face me.