Gender: Male Age: 36 Location: Washington State
Chapter Three: Becoming Siblings
The next day we moved into a very nice three bedroom apartment in town, she had her own room and I had mine and our relationship was never the same again. The rooms were on opposite sides of the hall with our doors facing each other, with our parent’s room at the end of the hall.
It was only a few weeks later when school started again. Abby’s family had moved into a bigger house and she would now be attending school with Katie and me. Both girls were excited to have each other as they were both starting this year at a new school. This excitement was short lived however as Katie started taking the running start classes at the community college meaning she wouldn’t be around school much with us. It kind of worked out for Abby and I as we began to hang out all the time.
Within a few weeks of taking classes at the college Katie had started dating a boy there. Before long she found out that when she graduated that she would have scholarships and she would be moving out of state for full time college at the end of the year. I was heartbroken at the news that she was going to be going away next year. I still held out the hope deep in my soul that we would find a way to be together but if she moved it would never happen.
Katie didn’t talk to me much about her sex life for obvious reasons but from what I picked up she was hot and heavy with this new guy. I would see them sitting in his car at night when I was coming home from friend’s houses and our nights together seemed a million miles away, like a long ago dream that never happened. We didn’t have much time to hang out or talk and on the rare moments we were alone all I heard about was college. I felt like I had lost her completely, I realized in her mind I had become just her dorky little brother.
Me on the other hand, I had the women just lining up at the door, ok if you paid attention to the prologue you know that’s a crock of shit. I said it there that I had still never been laid and that was when I was 19 at this point in the story I was still only 16. Puberty was over yet I still was masturbating as much as possible, I did it in public again, generally it’s a freaking miracle I never got caught.
In an act of need and desperation I kind of started dating Abby. We never went all the way but she was into making out in public and loved the thrill in the idea that we might get us caught together. She got off on the thrill of it as much as I did. We fooled around so many times at her house with her door open and her parents’ home, I’m lucky I’m not dead. If her dad would have walked in 90 percent of the time we were in her room he would have thrown me out her window. The funny thing is that he thought if we were in the room with the door open then we wouldn’t be doing anything wrong, boy was he mistaken.
As much as I was really beginning to like Abby I never felt for her what I felt for Katie, she was more like a nicotine patch smokers use to give up cigarettes. I know that’s a harsh way to put it but I knew then I didn’t love her, I liked her a lot but I didn’t love her. But what else was I supposed to do? Sit in my room all the time and jerk off to the hope my sister would someday love me. No I decided that I had to make the best of my situation and Abby was a very pretty and sweet girl, I couldn’t imagine moving on with anyone else.
Abby liked watching and talking about her favorite movies but I could never get her to talk about or read books. I always felt like something was missing with her, I think when it came down to it I was into her much more because of my own sense of public risk taking. That part of our relationship was really awesome as we took so many chances and played around everywhere we went.
By the next January Katie and I were living together but I saw her less than before we all had moved in, with her trying so hard to get her scholarships she was always at school or with her boyfriend. It had gotten to the point where she often didn’t come home for days; our parents were so into each other and their whole romance they didn’t even notice.
With everyone so involved with around the house I felt more lonely than ever, so I decided by then to just try harder to make the relationship with Abby work. She was always telling people around school I was her boyfriend, I had just thought we were dating but we had never talked about being officially boyfriend and girlfriend. I just gave in and decided I guess I had my first girlfriend.
We had made out pretty heavy lots of times but she was still a virgin and as much as she liked fooling around in front of a crowd she didn’t want to go to fast. One day as the weather began to warm up again we skated quite a ways on the trail and pulled off to a secluded spot to make out, we kissed and I sucked her breasts. I was really starting to like having a steady girlfriend.
I loved playing with her boobs, and the fact that she let me play with them pretty much anywhere anytime. Since we had a little bit of privacy off the trail this time Abby did something really unexpected, as we kissed she began to unzip my shorts. It felt so good when she reached in and began to softly rub me, I begged for more and she pulled me out through my zipper hole and stroked me until I came on my skates. This was the first time she had ever stroked me to completion and it felt so awesome. With the public risks we had taken in the past she would usually just give me a few minutes of rubbing before stuffing me back into my pants.
This new level lead into the next phase of our public playing as from then on she would often pull me out of my pants and stroke me anyplace anytime she thought she could get away with it. I was allowed to play with her any were too as long as I didn’t remove her panties, she began to wear skirts most of the time to give me access to her legs and pussy so long as I only rubbed her outside her panties. I had thought we had, had some close calls in the beginning but now that she was pulling me out everywhere we really had an added level of danger now. It was so exciting and I left so much cum on public benches and other places.
The worst of our close call came at the movies, we were in the back row and we got so into it there that I had her tank top and bra pulled down and I was sucking her breasts. She unzipped my pants pulled me out and began to stroke me; I slid my hand up her skirt and fingered her. She shuddered as her orgasm hit her barely able to contain her moaning. She gave me a sexy wink as she pulled my hand away from her soaked panties and slid down her seat and kneeling in front of me, not even fixing her bra, breasts still exposed. She licked my dick tentatively as this was the first blow job she had ever given; she licked me for what felt to me a god awful amount of time before she began to suck my dick.
I almost came as soon as I felt her tongue on the underside of my cock head, the risk we were taking with people only a couple rows ahead of us was almost too much to take. Abby’s mouth felt so good as she did her best to please me, it felt so different from what I had felt before. I blasted cum down her throat with rope after rope of bursting in only a matter of minutes. She waited until I stopped letting me fall out of her mouth then she spit it all out into the isle. She sat back up in her seat and ate a mouth full of popcorn as I sucked her breast again and put my fingers back inside her pussy. When she had cum the second time she fixed her bra back into place and I finally put myself back into my pants. Only moments later a girl usher came in walked up and down the rows doing a regular theater check, we had come so close to getting caught and I was hard again over that.
We were both excited and scared by coming that close to getting caught she said that if her dad would have found out we wouldn’t ever be allowed to see each other again. So that was the first and last time we went that far in a movie theater, I really wanted to do it again but I thought it wasn’t the wisest of choices.
A few weeks later I finally finished drivers ED and got my license, this opened up new doors for Abby and I. We could make out in my car anywhere we wanted from that point on. We didn’t need to sneak around her house or the movies anymore, for her public exposure in a car was her new turn on. For as much fun as we were having Abby felt it was best to still wait to go all the way. She was happy to give me head as much as I wanted but she still held on to that one last thing she thought was most important.
Over the rest of that school year my relationship to Abby progressed to the point where we were fooling around every minute we were alone. We had fun doing things in plain sight at the park on the beaches. We spent so much time making out in my car that we joked that we should have a mini fridge installed in the back seat so we could have something to drink once in a while.
During this time even with all the fun I was having with my girlfriend, I missed my sister very much we lived in the same house but we couldn’t have lived farther apart. Things to me couldn’t have been worse than my 17th birthday.
It was June and Katie was to graduate, the little comfort I took from the whole situation was that soon she would be leaving for college at the end of August and maybe then I could finally get over her. She came home from school a week prior to my birthday red faced and crying. She said she had broken it off with her boyfriend but wouldn’t give any details, I tried to put my arm around her and talk to her but she said no and walked away.
Katie walked into my room not long after I woke up on my birthday; I had just slid my hand inside my boxers for some early morning birthday play when my door opened. It was a Saturday morning and my parents had left early that day to get my grandmother. She lived 4 hours away and was coming to stay with us for a couple of weeks for my birthday and Katie’s graduation. We had a big party planned for that night to combine both events.
Katie walked in and stood over me biting her lower lip.
“Hey sis, what’s up?” I said kind of jokingly trying to gage what her intentions were.
“I wanted to talk to you.......” She had a tear in her eye, “I’m leaving for college soon and........ you haven’t really talked to me since before we move in.”
“I........” was all I could get out. I was confused and slightly angry. It was her not me that had stopped being close to me!
“I........... Thought you wanted space,” was all I could manage.
“No,” she said coldly, tears rolling down her face, “What I wanted............ what I’ve been waiting for........... Since that night before we moved in here.......... what I’ve needed to hear.............”
“What?” I asked her.
“God you’re so..................UUUUHHHH,” she cried, “You still can’t say the words.” I finally understood.
The nights we spent together, sharing a bed. I ran through the conversations in my head as best I could remember them. I realized they had a double meaning. She was saying to me what she thought I had wanted to hear, but I now realized that underneath she was asking me to commit to my real feelings.
It had been almost a year and only now did I understand that she had been asking me to tell her I loved her, I realized that now that nothing on those three nights had been about the sex, it was love. I felt horrible for not realizing sooner I felt so stupid I had hurt her, but how could she be talking about this now? She was leaving and we couldn’t have more than the summer to be together and what about Abby? I realized in that moment that I really loved Katie but I didn’t want to give up or hurt Abby.
Then my eyes grow big from shock as I realized that she had broken up with HER boyfriend FOR ME, the day after everything had happened with us that first night in my bed. Not only had I never realized that was the true reason for the break up with Rob, I made things worse by hooking up with her friend Abby not long after. I was quiet for so long that Katie turned to leave and I grabbed her arm.
“What now you have something to say?” She was furious.
“Katie...... I ..........” I started but couldn’t get it out. I was so scared, what would it mean for me to tell her the truth now? I was having conflicting emotions. I loved her, dreamed of her yet I had spent so much time trying to forget all that, focusing on my girlfriend now.
“Katie I’ve wanted ..............” I never got to finish my comment as there was a knock at the front door, “I’ll get the door. Go wash your face and I’ll talk to you in a couple minutes.” I got up and through on a pair of jeans and left my room.
I went to the door and to find Abby there, she jumped at me and wrapped her arms around me. I kissed her and tickled her side and she giggled.
“I missed you so much,” she said, “I wanted to come here early so I could give you your special birthday present before your parents get home.” She winked at me.
Before I could say a word she grabbed my hand and led me to my room. We lay down on the bed and started kissing. I momentarily forgot about Katie as we sank into our kissing. I didn’t mean to forget her but when my girlfriend had winked at me I realized that she was finally ready to have sex. From there my mind just side tracked and I stopped thinking. I was finally going to get sex, I had wanted my first time to be Katie but my mind wasn’t functioning right at the moment.
We sank deep into our kissing. She began running her hands over my chest since I didn’t have on a shirt. The feeling of her hands was turning me on so much. I moved my hands to the buttons of her shirt. One by one they fell open. I moved my lips lower to her neck as I continued kissing. I ran my hand across her breast over her bra slowly caressing her nipples. I realized without looking she was wearing a sports bra. After a couple minutes of teasing her nipple I slipped my hand under the fabric rubbing her slowly. Her nipples were hardening as I started rubbing faster.
My free hand found the waistband of her panties under the hem of her jeans. I teased her there with my fingers just inside the elastic for a minute. She started humming softly in anticipation and I moved my hand lower and stopped teasing. I slid my fingers inside her and she moaned loud.
At the same time I felt her hands at my zipper. I groaned in anticipation myself and slid lower to her chest kissing her shoulders. Pulling me out though my now open zipper she began to slowly and softly tease my cock with her fingertips. It was my turn to moan. I lifted her sport bra up and began to suck her nipples as I drove in as deep as I could with my fingers.
Minutes later she rolled me on my back never letting go of my dick. Lying down she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off. We kissed deeply and passionately as her hand gripped me and she began to stroke. Moving slowly and deliberately she began to kiss her way down to my pelvis, stopping there kissing just above my shaft, teasing me and driving me wild with anticipation. It was so erotic the way she was taking her time with me, she had never moved this slowly with me in the past and it was the most erotic moment we had ever shared up until that point.
I had on more than one occasion received oral sex from her in the past but she had never done it like this. This time was slow and with so much more love then she had ever given the act. I felt myself getting close, “I’m gonna cum,” I told her. I erupted harder than I ever had with her looking right into her eyes as I did so. She smiled at me as she swallowed. I was shocked because she had never done that before.
“That was part one of your gift,” she told me pulling away wiping the corner of her mouth. It was so hot I didn’t lose any of my excitement after I came; I somehow managed to stay as hard as steel. She noticed as she held me.
“Someone liked that,” she grinned, “Now for the second part.” She slipped out of her clothes and lay down on her back. She pulled me close to her kissing me deeply.
“I love you,” she said to me breaking our kiss. I didn’t respond with words, I kissed her deeply again. I couldn’t get into that right now; I didn’t want to tell her I wasn’t there. I was so focused on finally getting laid I wasn’t thinking, if we would have stopped to talk of love it wouldn’t have happened.
Kissing her I moved from her lips to her neck, I paused for a moment. She was doing this because she loved me. Could I really take her virginity knowing I loved Katie? Could I really take an act of love from her and be that selfish as to sleep with her now?
She grabbed my dick and moved me to her, with one thrust I would lose my virginity. Almost predicatively I was too overly stimulated and I came again on her thigh, she still held me in her hand even after two orgasms I was still hard. This close to getting laid the first time there was no way I would go soft now.
I found out years ago with my self exploration that when motivated I could cum multiple times without losing my erections. Granted each time I came I produced less and less fluid to the point that sometimes it was like a dry heave as it were. My body would send chills through me like an orgasm but I wouldn’t have any fluid left.
“I’m sorry........” I started but she cut me off.
“SSShhhhhh, it’s ok, I know you’re nervous,” she said running her hand across my face, “I love you and it looks like you’re still ready.”
“I told you shush,” she said softly, “I’m ready. I want this.” I was still having my moral debate and it didn’t help she kept telling me that she loved me. She moved me into position again, I was about to push in when the door opened. In one motion I rolled off Abby as she gasped and pulled the blanked over us.
“I’ve been waiting for almost an hour. Who was at the door, Joey?” she asked quietly walking in looking down. Before I could say a word she looked up at us.
More tears came to her eyes and she turned and ran from the room. I felt horrible. I had let my hormones get the best of me and forgotten all about her.
“What was that all about?” Abby asked confused. I was so hurt seeing Katie in tears that I almost didn’t hear Abby. I sat there for a moment and finally said,
“She came in here just before you got here and wanted to talk about what had happened when she broke up with her boyfriend a couple weeks ago.”
“Oh, poor girl.”
“Yeah, I forgot when you got here that I had promised to talk to her about it.” I explained.
“You didn’t,” She said harshly, “No wonder she’s upset. She needed someone to talk to and you left her alone.” Abby lightly smacked me on the shoulder. I didn’t say anything as she started pulling her clothes back on. I just sat there looking at her. I didn’t know what else to explain without giving too much away.
“I’m heading home,” she said smiling at me, “Go be a good brother, and we will pick up where we left off later.” She kissed me on the cheek and left my room. I heard the front door close a minute later. I lay in bed for some time before getting dressed.
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