“Romantic,” is not really my normal style, and I'm not quite sure that I'm that good at it. I am a guy after all. I wanted to write this one, and even though it was a challenge for me I enjoyed writing it, and I hope that you enjoy reading it too.
The original rough draft was longer, but I ended up cutting parts of it out, because I think there was just too much repetition and I felt like it lost impact so the final draft is short, but I still think that it's enjoyable.
No Denying it
“Yeah.... You can talk to her I guess.... Hold on...” Jay said.
“It's for you. It's Cheyenne and she says it's urgent.”
Chantell took his cell from him and put it to her ear. “Hello.”
“What the hell did you do to my brother?”
“Huh?” chantell asked. She was thouroughly confused. At this point she was still a little out of it and very much confused. About a half hour had passed, and she was still gathering her senses. She could barely remember everything that happened. It was as if a fog had swept through her brain and took her memories with it.
“My brother.... You know... The one that you drove so crazy that his balls started aching?”
“I did... Ummm... Is he okay?”
“Yeah.... Now.... but you definitely owe me one... A really big one.... I mean big, big, big...”
Chantell felt her heart sink... she wasn't sure, but she had a pretty bad feeling she knew exactly why she owed her best friend so big.
The conversation was definitely helping to bring her back to reality. She got up and started to head back to her room.
“That is my phone you know,” Jay pouted.
“Hold on a second Cheyenne,” she said turning back to Jay. She walked up, gently kissed jay on the mouth, and whispered. “Don't worry... No secrets,” and left the room.
She got into her room and sat on her bed.
“Okay... Now why do I owe you so big?”
“Because of what you did.... And umm... What I had to do to fix it,” Cheyenne sounded like she was still on the fence about it. It was a gap that not everybody could bridge, and mentally Chantell was ready. She knew that now. She wanted her brother something fierce, and was curious to see if her friend could get there too.
“Quit beating around the bush tell me what you had to do.”
“Well... I couldn't just call an ambulance.... I mean what was I supposed to do?”
“Tell me!!! The suspense is killing me Cheyenne.”
“Well let's just say I think it's only fair that you go jack your brother off.”
“I plan on it,” Chantell said. The words slipped from her tongue easily. She was talking to a friend, and admitting that to someone that had already done the same thing was, she found, pretty easy.
“Your kidding me.... Really? I mean.... I did it but, I'm not sure I'm happy about it like you sound.”
It was the tabboo of it. There was no doubt that it was the idea of doing something that you just weren't supposed to do that made it hot, and that's exactly what it was too. The idea that she had willingly jacked her brother off, even though she seemed to have some reservations about it now, was druggingly hot.
“It's hot Cheyenne. Plain and simple. You jacked your brother off, and it's hot. Admit it.”
“Well... Fine... I got a little wet while I was doing it.”
Hearing her say that was re-igniting Chantell's insides. Her friend had beaten her to the punch, and had actually gotten her hands on her brother's junk like she wanted to do. Like she was going to do. She had to keep this short so she could get down to it.
“And you stopped at that?”
“Shit... Why did you have to ask me that?”
“NO way? You didn't?”
“Go all the way? No... I thought about it but jeez Chantell. He's gonna be following me around begging for it all the time now. I really am in kind of a pickle here.”
She had a bit of a point, but Cheyenne wasn't a push over. She'd figure it out.
“So how spill it... What did you do?”
“You are not gonna just have to jack him off. You gotta suck him off too. And swallow.... Jeez.... I actually swallowed his come... Then I went into my room and jerked myself off like a psycho rapist... I kinda hate you right now,” she said, but she laughed at the end.
“Wow Cheyenne you swallowed it?”
“Well... Not all of it.... It turns out that's really why they call him squirt. I don't know how they know about it, but that's the reason. He comes for days Chantell. Literally. No way could I get it all. It's like a friggin fire hose putting out a forest fire, I swear it.”
“I gotta go Cheyenne.... Something I just gotta do!”
“You're gonna go do it now aren't you.”
“I'm behind the curve.... What can I say,” and she hung up the phone.
Chantell took a deep breath and reached for his door handle. She had spent the entire school year preparing for this moment—the moment when she would find that one lucky guy to give her virginity to. She had never guessed that the lucky guy would be her younger brother, but there it was right there in front of her, and she felt in her heart that it was somehow right.
She opened his door, and walked in. He was still on his bed, but he had a Sports Illustrated in his hand, and she wasn't at all surprised to see that it wasn't the swim suit issue. He was all about sports and read every issue multiple times. He tossed the magazine to the side as she walked through his door.
“So what was so important?” He asked her.
“Oh, right,” she thought. “I promised to tell him.”
She sat on his bed beside him, and couldn't help but notice him trying to peek down her shirt, which was still unbuttoned further than it should have been. Her first instinct was to close herself up, but the naughty girl inside of her wouldn't let her do that. If he wanted to look down her shirt and stare at her cleavage while she talked to him she would let him. She felt her nipples harden at her decision, and her body got a little warmer.
“Apparently I gave your buddy a bad case of blue balls,” she said and couldn't stop from giggling.
Jay laughed with her, but his eyes got a little wider.
“Wait.... He told her?” he said suddenly, as if that wasn't perfectly obvious.
“Yep!” Chantell said. “He told her all right.”
“She's not gonna nark us out or anything.... I mean..... She won't tell our friends... Right?”
Chantell busted out then. “Nope.... She can't.”
Jay got a confused look on his face. “I think she could. I mean I dont' think she would do it on purpose, but you gotta admit this is some pretty juicy gossip and....”
“Jay. She sucked his dick!” Chantell blurted. She didn't regret the lack of subtlety though. She didn't want this part of the conversation to last too long. She had more important things on her mind.
“Shut the fuck up! No she didn't. Cheyenne is too proper!”
Chantell crinkled her brow at her brother. He obviously had a lot to learn about girls. Of course Cheyenne came across that way to most people. Her parents—sure, her little brother—probably so, and most of the other kids at school too, but get her alone one on one, and spend some time with her, and the true Cheyenne would inevitably come out. She liked sex as much as anybody else.
“You have a lot to learn my young brother,” she laughed. “Cheyenne wants it just as bad as anyone else.”
Jay gave her a serious look. “She really sucked him off?”
“Oh yeah. She said that she now knows the real reason that they call him squirt.”
“Fuck me.... You aren't lying then... If you know that then its gotta be true.”
“How do you guys know about that though? I mean you guys have called him squirt for some time. You gotta a little gay thing going on that nobody knows about?” She chided him.
“Huh? No!” He said defensively. “You know him. He brags about the stupidist shit sometimes. He told us one time, and we just started calling him squirt. We thought he would hate it, but he doesn't. At least not by any of his real friends.”
“Relax. It was just a joke. Anyway Cheyenne says since she had to relieve her brother that I have to relieve mine,” Chantell placed her hand on his leg as she said it and looked into his eyes. His face flushed and his eyes darted from hers to his lap. She couldn't help but to think it was kind of cute.
“You don't have to do that if you don't want to. I'll even tell her you did if you want me to.”
Chantell felt her heart quickening in her chest. She did want to. She knew that much for sure, and making that decision excited her. She wanted to have her brother's dick in her mouth. To feel his hardness against her lips and to measure his size with her tongue and lips. She wanted to kiss him and to feel her naked body against his.
“You mean that you don't want me to?”
He gave her a serious look, and his face turned beet red. He shrugged his shoulders.
“I won't do it if you don't actually want me to Jay,” she said feeling a little rejected.
“I uh... But you are my sister.... I mean I think about it a lot but...”
“You mean you have imagined it before?” She said trying her best to not to make it an accusation.
He nodded yes, but didn't say anything.
“A lot?” She said more excitedly
He nodded again.
She leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. He puckered back and allowed it.
“Is that how you imagined kissing me?”
“He shook his head no.”
“Tell you what Jay. Pretend that this is one of your fantasies. Forget about the wrong or right of it. I just want you to do whatever you've imagined yourself doing with me.”
“I don't know Chan....”
She put her finger to his lips.
“Whatever you are thinking just do it. Don't think... DO!”
He gave her one more serious look and then stood up and got in front of her. She didn't say a word to him just looked him straight in his baby blue eyes. He took a deep breath, gathering his courage, and then cupped her cheeks in his hands, bending down to her, and kissed her on the lips. At first it was just a gentle peck on the lips, but his lips parted and his head turned to the side so he could kiss her more fully.
Chantell just went with it. She wanted him to take the lead. She wanted him to do whatever he wanted with her and she wanted to accept him. She felt his tongue entering her mouth and then felt him guiding her to her feet. She stood up and put her arms around his neck, and he put his around her waist. His lips sent sparks throughout her entire body, mesmerizing her, and filling her like an empty cup.
“I love you Chantell,” he said, breaking their kiss to let the words escape his lips.
Those words felt so right when he said them that she couldn't deny them. She had seen him at some point pretty much every day of his life, and even though they didn't always get along perfectly, they did get along. Their relationship was better than just that though. She couldn't remember a time when she didn't like being in his presence. She couldn't ever remember thinking to herself that she just wanted him to go away. She like having him around. She like having him as a brother, and she always loved the fact that his room was right next to hers. Connected.
That's how she felt with him always. Connected—like their rooms were connected—adjoined by a bathroom. She knew as his lips were pressed to his that they were connected at a deeper level and had been for a long time. She had just been blind to it before. The truth was....
She loved him too. And not just as a brother.
“I love you too Jay,” she finally said.
Jay broke away and looked into her eyes.
“But not like a sister,” Jay said. “I love you with all of my heart Chantell. I have for a long time.”
Chantell smiled at him.
“I love you too Jay. I mean I am just now realizing it, but I do too.”
Jay came back in and kissed her again, unbuttoning her shirt the rest of the way as he did. Chantell peeled it off of her and let it fall to the floor. Jay leaned her back onto the bed and kissed a trail from her lips, to her neck, and gently nibbled her there.
Feeling his teeth gently biting into her neck sent chills up and down her spine like tiny soldiers marching in formation along her spine.
“Oh God Jay that feels so good!”
Hearing her reaction gave him a shot of courage and he sucked on her neck a little.
“Shi'it!” she said as the feeling intensified. She loved having him kissing her. She loved the feeling of her little brother's lips and tongue on her body, and she couldn't wait to feel him on the more sensitive parts of her body. She wasn't about to wait any more, she placed her hands on his shoulders and helped him to get to the point.
He stopped at her nipples, cupping her breasts in his hands, and sucking her nipples in turn into his mouth. Chantell inhaled deeply, sucking the air between her teeth.
Jay continued to work her nipples with his hands, his tongue and occasionally gently nibbled them with his teeth. She could tell that he wasn't experienced, but he was a quick learner. He wanted to please his older sister, and he took his time with her, exploring her breasts and testing to see what pleased her and judging his success by her moans and breathing.
His hands began to explore down her body, stopping at her panty line.
“Do it Jay. Touch me.... Feel me!”
He didn't go right for it. He began to trace along the outsides of her lips through her panties getting to know her with his fingertips, slowly working his way towards her slit. Finally he found out everything he could know with her underwear still on, and he started to pull them down. She lifted her buttocks in the air eagerly wanting them off of her.
“I want to feel your lips on me so bad,” she said as he slid her panties down her legs.
Jay smiled up at her as he kissed his way down her stomach. Chantell spread her legs for him as his face got nearer to her crevice. She could feel herself moistening as he touched her with his tongue. The first time his tongue touched her sensitive clitoris she squealed out in ecstasy.
Jay separated her lips with his tongue and began to lick her from top to bottom and then bottom to top. Chantell reached down and began to trace her fingers through her hair as if to make sure that the head between her legs was real. Jay added his hands into the mix spreading her lips so that he could lick every centimeter of her, familiarizing himself with her pussy the same way that he had with her breasts.
Having him down there was everything that she had hoped it would be. She almost felt as if she were separating from herself, and watching everything that was happening from somewhere above the both of them. She saw Jay with his head between her legs, and watched as her hips thrust into him in heated passion. She watched as her fingertips began to curl and bunch his hair as she lost control.
She could see her legs beginning to squirm on her bed as her body was racked with the pent up voltage that seemed to be stored in every neuron in her body. She clamped her hands into fists and had a glorious squirting orgasm directly into his face. She came in gushes soaking the top of his shirt, and forming a large wet spot on his bed.
Jay sat up and looked at her when she was finished. He had a surprised look on his face.
“Women can squirt?”
Chantell got a sly look on her face and nodded her head yes, but she didn't hesitate. She switched positions with him and began to unbutton his shirt, but didn't stop there. She removed his pants, and then his boxers.
She stopped for a second to admire him up close. Once again she couldn't help but to think that he was un-proportionately large. It almost didn't look real as it lay there on his stomach. The head of his prick was level with his belly button. She knelt down on his bed in front of him and looked at it.
“Damn Jay. Your huge.”
He smiled back at her, but didn't quite know what to say.
She took him in her hands and began to stroke up and down. She wasn't sure of herself at first—not knowing exactly how much pressure would feel good, or how much would be too much. She looked at him for some clue, but his eyes were closed and his head was arched back.
“I guess that means I'm doing it right,” she told herself.
She started to stroke him a little faster.
“Oh God sis that feels so good. I can't believe your actually jacking me off.”
“Oh...” She said playfully. “You like having your big sister jack off your dick?”
“God yes. I love having your hands touching me like this.”
Chantell continued taunting him. She loved hearing him say it and she wanted to hear more. He sounded like he was lost in his passion and it sounded inviting to her ears.
“You want your big sister to suck it for you?”
Jay looked at her and nodded quickly.
“I want to hear you say it Jay,” she begged.
“I want to feel your mouth... Your lips Chantell. I want to feel those luscious and beautiful lips wrapped around me. I want you to make love to me with your mouth my gorgeous older sister.”
Chantell slid down lower on the bed and brought her mouth close enough so that she knew that he could feel her breath. She intentionally breathed hard and he twitched in her hand. She stuck out her tongue and swirled it around his head taking in the contours of it.
“Oh my God your actually licking me..... Chantell is licking me,” he said trying to wrap his mind around what was happening.
She took him further into her mouth, and used her tongue to tickle his shaft on the way down. Having her brother in her mouth was pure ecstasy. She wanted to please him—to make him happy—to make him feel as good as he had just made her feel, as if there were some kind of unseen debt that had to be re-payed. She knew that there wasn't, and that she didn't have to do any of this, but she wanted to and she was happy that she could be doing it for him.
She started to bob her head up and down at a faster pace onto him. She couldn't take him all the way down. He was just too big for that, but she did the best that she could. He started to moan and to tense up, and she knew that she was doing what he needed her to do for him. She also knew that he wouldn't be able to last very much longer.
She was divided about what to do from here. A part of her wanted to taste him as Cheyenne had her brother, but another part of her wanted him to cum inside of her. She wasn't sure which would mean more to her.
“Oh God.... I don't think I can hold on much longer,” he said. “You better stop now,” and he lifted up on her head, pulling her lips from him.
“Inside of me then,” she said.
She kissed him on the lips, laying back as she did, and pulled him with her. He started to open the drawer of his nightstand.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
He brought out a condom and showed her. He started to open it with his teeth, and she tore it from his fingers and threw it aside.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to feel the real you inside of me. If I wanted a rubber I be making love to a dildo,” she said with a wicked smile.
“But what if...”
“I'm on the pill.... And if it don't work...” she said shrugging her shoulders.
“Chant...” he began, but she pulled his lips back onto hers, kissing away his fears. His reservations melted away and he quickly mounted her. He found her opening and thrust into her and held himself there for a second.
“Oh God Jay that feels amazing!”
She laid back and got used to having him inside of her. They both looked into each other's eyes, not saying a word, just seeing each other. It was almost as if they were really seeing each other for the first time. They were no longer just brother and sister. Those days were just as gone as G.I. Joe, and Barbie were, like old forgotten toys of their youth. Now they were lovers. Now they were bound together for eternity. He had been inside of her, and she had wanted him there and now they both knew that.
Jay began to pump slowly in and out of her, but still his eyes penetrated her as deeply as his member did. He looked deeply into her eyes and she could see the love in them as clearly as she could see the snowflakes in the globe that sat on her dresser. In the days that were to come she knew that she would have a lot of questions for him. Questions like why didn't you ever tell me, or at least try to? She knew that it would have been a difficult thing to bring up, but she felt like she had been missing out on this and regretted that they hadn't started sooner. They still had time though...
They had the whole summer, and she was really glad that she was grounded.