The moment she kissed me, I could have said no. But I didn't.
I had neither the desire nor the courage to refuse her advances. Not at that moment and not in those circumstances.
So refusing her was no longer an option. Even more so when her soft lips awakened a desire buried deep inside.
A desire that originated when I realized her feelings for me.
I tried and tried to push her away over the years, but in the end I always came back to her. Something always brought me back to that point. That forbidden desire.
No matter how hard I tried to bury it. Women, drugs, drink or prostitutes... Nothing worked. I always relapsed, wanting to respond to her feelings for me.
But I never had the courage to do it. It was wrong. People disliked that kind of relationship.
What would our relatives think? What would our mother think? If she didn't already suspect... Sometimes I found myself looking at my father's photo and wondering what I should do.
But I never got an answer...
However, today was different. Our circumstances were different, I was a different person.
The world would soon change, and so would society. Clinging to what others would think no longer worried me.
I no longer needed to maintain the arrogant, reckless façade, even if at some point I had become that. Consumed by something I created to please people - a character.
And that incident showed me what was really important, and how much my actions had consequences.
And she... She was important to me, more than anyone, perhaps second only to our mother. Being there, for me, from the moment we came into this world.
But I was afraid. Afraid of what she would think of me after what I'd done.
Or what I would do? It still left me confused, but it was real. Too real for me to accept that it was a joke by that asshole/entity.
I believed it was something I was going to do, but I didn't understand why he stopped me. Or rather, why me? Why did he choose me?
Was I really chosen? Or was there something more to it?
And as much as I resented him, I couldn't hate him...
But I quickly pushed away my fleeting thoughts. This wasn't the time for that, not when I had her in my hands.
She was perfect...
My fingers sank into her soft, slightly tanned skin, despite her defined body. Her sinful curves; her hair, spread wildly, and her determined gaze, awakened my primitive side.
And that bittersweet smell that only she had...
I just wanted to take her without reservation. Dominate her. Make her mine... But I stopped myself.
I couldn't do that now, not on her first time. Unless she wanted me to go crazy. Otherwise, I'd let her enjoy the moment, driving and exploring in her own way.
"Have you finally thrown away your reserves? Does he have a name?"
Her panting breath against mine only heightened my desire. Her question, as she felt something poke her round ass, made me smile.
Really, a name? Did he have one?
But she was right, a part of me still hesitated, but this wasn't the time to listen to reason. A little recklessness wasn't a bad thing...
"No. How about you give him one?" I smiled mischievously at her clumsy, hesitant movements as she began to rub herself against my member.
It was cute and exciting at the same time. Her flushed expression and hard breathing made me change my mind.
I wouldn't go crazy, but I wouldn't remain passive either. I should guide her at this point...
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.
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"Ahh... I don't know... I think I'm going to have to prove it to give it a good name," I joked, feeling my courage rise as I saw his eyes darken. His smile gave away how much he wanted me.
But I knew he was holding back, I wanted to tell him the opposite, that he shouldn't hold back and take what was his, but I felt my newfound courage waver...
My senses were overwhelmed by all the sensations I'd felt in those few minutes and my desires that I'd repressed for years.
Did he know how long I had waited for this? How much it hurt to see him with other women, wishing he was in their place? Did he know how much I hated the fact that we were brothers? The fact that I couldn't be with him as a woman?
Probably... And that irritated me deeply. I wanted to take a little revenge at that moment, to let him know who was in charge, but my lack of experience said otherwise.
I was like a sheep in front of a hungry wolf. He was ready to eat me, to take me, and his actions said exactly that.
His hands exploring my body with confidence and familiarity, drawing moans from places I didn't even know were possible. Capturing my weak points with ease.
His strong musky scent, along with the noises from the bed, making me wet. The silence beyond the room made me shiver.
What if someone caught us? Oh, that would be exciting...
But I couldn't leave it at that. I had to do something in front of his anxious gaze.
"I want to taste it, Alex" I smiled, making the most confident expression I could; my determined voice hiding my nervousness. "I want it in my mouth" I repeated, leaving no room for rebuttal, as I got off him, ready to take off his pants.
"I don't know, you've never been good with names"
My smile widened at his teasing and unwillingness to interrupt me. It wasn't difficult at all to get his pants off, the problem came later.
How can I put it? My confidence almost crumbled in the face of the big, fat problem in front of me.
It seemed smaller, nudging me, feeding my confidence. I'd seen a few before, of course, not in person, but this one... This one was clearly above average.
How could I take that in my mouth, as I proudly said? I swallowed, smelling the strong scent of his cock. It was so beautiful and attractive... I didn't even notice when I started to open and close my mouth, calculating its size.
"Don't tell me that the lioness from earlier was actually a kitten?"
His teasing snapped me out of my trance, throwing off my hesitation.
"Ahem. Then be prepared to give this kitten all your milk." I didn't disagree. He was right. I was just a kitten at that moment.
But even cats had fangs... Or so I thought, before I put it in my mouth by a hair's breadth.
I forgot that he was a wolf. And cats didn't stand a chance against a wolf...
It was huge in my mouth. The strong smell and taste hit my nostrils and taste buds hard, making me lose myself in the moment. His cock was intoxicating.
Oh, and how dirty I felt putting my brother's cock in my mouth. My panties were probably soaked.
Me taking control? What was I thinking?
"And that's it?"
I felt humiliated listening to his intentional teasing. My body was on fire, wanting to prove him wrong for some reason.
I didn't know what it was, but I didn't dislike it.
Hesitant. My tongue moved hesitantly around the head of his cock, gaining confidence when I broke the rhythm of his breathing. I knew, it was just a façade.
This gave me confidence, making me caress his balls, since I couldn't take him all the way.
"Oh, fuck... Just like that."
Looks like I got it right. He gasped, throwing his head back.
I continued sucking him for a long time, my efficiency gradually increasing, drawing occasional moans from him. But I knew it wasn't enough when I felt him put his hand on my head before pulling it away.
He wanted me to go deeper, but he didn't want to force me. I wanted to too, but it was impossible at the moment to go any deeper.
We both knew that. So there was only one alternative.
My breasts... I didn't know if it would work, they weren't as big as my ass, but they should be firm enough.
"Sit down" He didn't disagree when I stopped my movements and spoke breathlessly, curious about what I was going to do. Now in a better position, I knelt between his legs, wrapping my lips around the head again and my breasts along his cock.
My movements began clumsily again. My knees ached, but I soon got the hang of it and it worked.
It worked too well... It didn't take long to bring him to orgasm.
"Shit!"
I had no choice but to swallow when he held my head. It was sweet, almost making me choke on the unexpected taste.
I felt a certain pride in making him cum. I wanted more as I pulled my lips away from his cock, leaving a trail of saliva.
Now it was my turn.
"Are you ready, big boy?" I asked with a victorious smile as I stood up and took off my panties with my eyes closed, exposing myself completely.
But I soon regretted it when I opened my eyes. He was still erect, much to my horror...
Really? Was that how it worked? I thought he'd need a few minutes...
"Always"
Even with difficulty, he still answered with a hungry smile...