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Near the end of our summer break, Dan and I were watching TV. He was stretched out on the sofa and I was seated on the floor with my back resting on the sofa near his feet.
Our sister, Daphne, came in and sat next to me on the floor facing us. She had a nervous yet resolved look on her face.
“What?” I asked. She hadn’t done anything to us yet today but my tone was already bothered and exasperated knowing this would not be a simple, friendly conversation.
All summer Daphne had either avoided us or been nasty to us. She had just graduated high school and was leaving for college in the fall. When Dan and I had tried to talk to her about our college experiences, she pointedly wanted nothing to do with us.
She took a deep breath then asked, “Are you guys gay?”
“What?” Dan exclaimed as I sat staring at her speechless. “No. Why the hell would you ask that?”
Daphne rolled her eyes. “Well, because you seem to enjoy having sex with each other.”
My mouth dropped open in shock. We had been found out and I knew the shit was about to hit the fan.
Dan, however, was unfazed by the accusation. He was used to being confronted like this so he was much faster with a response. “Why do you think that I have sex with him? With Dave. My brother. And enjoy it?”
“Because I’ve seen you doing it at least three times.”
I thought, “Oh, shit. There it is.”
“Oh,” Dan said almost dismissively, as if she had just said she caught him having done nothing more than give me a beer. Without admitting anything, he heaved a bored sigh and asked, “What do you want, Daph?”
“Are you guys gay?” she asked again.
“No, we are not gay,” Dan replied. Though his voice was still steady, I could hear the edge of anger building in it. Daphne was good at blackmailing us and, like me, he was obviously waiting for the demands to come.
“Good. I’d hate to think you guys fucked over my friends for no reason.”
I winced hearing her say that. I wasn’t proud of it, but I had slept with a few of her friends without calling them back. Dan had been with even more, possibly even impregnating one. The girl never admitted who the father was though the red tint of the child’s hair and the baby’s lightly freckled skin left little question in my mind.
Daphne continued, “I don’t understand how you two got to this point but I don’t really care about that. I want to know if the rumors are true.”
“What rumors?” I finally spoke, though my voice was shaking with worry and fear.
“That you two are really hung.”
A sly smile began to pull at the corners of Dan’s mouth. “Are you asking to see our cocks, Daph?”
“Maybe,” she said with a sudden uncharacteristic shyness.
Dan pressed her. “Why?”
“Because I want to know if it’s true.”
“That can’t be the only reason. You don’t just look at a guy’s dick—I’m assuming you want to see our hard dicks—and not want to do something with it.”
She didn’t respond and hung her head to avoid our eyes.
“Daphne?” I asked. It seemed this was about to head down a road that I wasn’t sure I wanted to travel.
Her head snapped back up and there was a defiant look in her eyes. “Fine. If you’re as hung as everyone says you are then I want to get fucked.”
Dan spoke again. “What about Ben? And you do realize you’re asking your brothers to fuck you, right? That’s kinda disgusting.”
Ben was her boyfriend of the past two years and a former teammate of mine who had just graduated with Daphne. We knew they had been having sex for at least half the time they’d been dating. He was a good guy that I considered a friend and both Dan and I got along with him.
Daphne responded, “What about him? He doesn’t have to know. Besides, I don’t think he’s doing it right. He’s the only one I’ve been with so I don’t have anything to compare it to. You guys have some experience and from what I’ve heard, you know what you’re doing. You obviously don’t have a problem with doing each other so why not me? If you’re not gay.”
Despite her logical arguments, I was a bit creeped out by my sister asking me to fuck her, which was saying something considering what Dan and I had been doing. Apparently, Dan felt the same.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Daph,” he said. “I’m sure you understand why.”
“No. Why not?” She looked ready to argue her side.
Dan’s voice was hard and authoritative. “First of all, you’re our sister. Despite what you ‘think’ you may have seen, I have not nor do I ever plan to have sex with you or Dave. Do you even understand what you’re accusing us of or how wrong that is? I mean, I get that we haven’t always had the best relationship, but accusing us of incest—fucking incest!—is insane. It’s disgusting. At the same time, I will admit that I’m strangely flattered that you trust us enough to ask us to fuck you but I’m sorry, Daph, it’s not happening. Not now or ever.”
“You’re telling me you’ve never fucked Dave?”
Her voice instantly conveyed to me that she had the proof to knock down our denial but Dan beşiktaş masöz escort either didn’t catch it or chose to ignore it.
“I am,” Dan responded steadfastly.
“What about during Christmas break after you had that fight? I came home while you guys were throwing fists. When everything got quiet, I thought you might have killed him but instead you were doing him doggie.”
“I do remember putting him in a headlock and choking him within an inch of his annoying life,” Dan said evenly. “But I don’t remember sticking my dick in his ass.”
“How about a few days after that big storm last month? I was supposed to be at work but got home early and saw you laying on your bed naked spooned behind him.”
“And you saw my dick in his ass?”
“No,” Daphne said grudgingly. “You were sleeping.”
“Oh. So sleeping naked equals having sex? For your information, we were sore from cleaning up those limbs, gave each other massages, then fell asleep watching TV. I’ll admit it was weird being naked that close to him, but we were exhausted and just passed the fuck out.”
That day, I had given him a full body massage then he massaged my prostate with his cock before we fell asleep in his bed. However, Dan’s explanation and delivery were so strong that I almost wondered if I had ever actually had sex with him.
“Okay. Explain this,” she said defiantly. After pulling out her phone, she showed us a picture.
The color drained from my face when I saw Dan and I locked in a kiss two days ago in the kitchen. We had just come in from a basketball game in the driveway and were aroused from the competition. A second shot showed his tongue invading my mouth.
She pulled away the phone to load something new to show us. “Or this.”
I nearly fainted when I saw shaky video footage of Dan and me from minutes after the kisses. He had me pressed up against the refrigerator with both of our shorts around our knees. Though only his bare ass was visible, there was no denying the meaning of his flexing glutes or the intent of his hips moving against me. It also didn’t help being able to hear the slapping of flesh or his muttered fuck words. It was a short clip but it left no room for interpretation.
Dan narrowed his eyes and practically growled, “Do you ever actually work?”
Daphne shrugged. “It was slow. They let me leave early.”
The three of us sat in a tense silence for a moment. Daphne had us and we knew it.
“I know it’s a big thing I’m asking,” she finally said less confrontationally. “But I’m really curious. At least once in my life I’d like to know what it’s like to really have an orgasm. As cheesy as it sounds, you guys are my brothers and I trust you. I get that it’s not a normal thing to ask of family but,” she pointed to her phone, “you guys don’t appear to be normal.”
Dan was still in attack mode. “What if we don’t agree? What happens?”
“Mom and Dad won’t be the only ones to find out,” she responded matter-of-factly. “It only takes one ‘accidental’ post on social media.”
While I obviously didn’t want our parents to find out, the threat of being exposed to our friends was enough to get me to speak again. “You’re such a fucking bitch. Why are you like this to us?”
“When have you guys ever been nice to me? I don’t remember being invited out to the movies or even sharing more than two words that weren’t necessary. You guys barely acknowledged that I was your sister. And you,” she directed to me, “all but refused to talk to me at school.”
She had a point. Dan and I had always thought of her as the annoying little sister that did everything possible to ruin whatever fun we were trying to have.
“And if we do it?” Dan asked.
“Then it all disappears,” Daphne said simply. “And I forget anything ever happened.”
“Can we think about it?”
“Sure,” she said magnanimously. She stood and began to walk out of the room. “I only need one of you. Take the weekend to decide. I have Monday morning free.”
I looked at Dan and saw that he had turned his attention back to the TV.
“Dan? What are we going to do?” Even I could hear the hysteria creeping into my voice.
In comparison, Dan was playing it cool though I could see the tension in his body. “Chill. We’ll discuss it later.”
“Later, Davey,” he snapped.
I sat there wounded. Being blackmailed by my sister for fucking my brother was not pleasant but what hurt the most was the fact that Dan had just displayed anger at me for the first time in months.
For the rest of the day I tried to remain cheery but knew it came across as fake. I skipped dinner and went to bed early feeling worried and alone.
In the middle of the night, I was awakened by my bathroom door opening. I turned and saw Dan coming toward me. When he sat on the side of my bed, I moved away to avoid touching him.
“Sorry I snapped earlier,” he whispered in the silence of the house. “I didn’t want Daph to hear us talking or to think we were bothered beşiktaş otele gelen escort by her.”
“You could’ve told me that.”
“You’re right.” He placed a hand on my shoulder and kneaded the tight muscle there for a moment. “Tomorrow, we’re going to go to the game like we planned and we’ll talk about everything then. Okay?”
“It’ll be ok, Davey.” He squeezed my shoulder and gave me a small smile before returning to his room.
After talking through our problem, Dan and I had a great time at the game. In the parking lot of a fast food restaurant where we stopped after the game, he apologized to me again by fucking me in the backseat of his car. We both knew there was no way out of going along with what our sister wanted. One of us had to have sex with Daphne in order to protect what he and I had.
Though Dan protested, I decided I should be the one to do it. I was smaller than he was, so she’d have less pain and we could get it done faster. And, if for some reason we were caught, Dan wouldn’t have yet another scandal for our parents to hold over his head. After acknowledging this was actually going to happen I was able to relax. The situation didn’t seem as wrong as my initial encounters with Dan because this time I was being forced into it and not seeking it, but it was wrong for that same reason.
“How are you doing this?” Dan asked as the three of us sat in Daphne’s room. Our parents had just left for work and we were getting ready to go through with it.
I had actually thought this through. “I think, Daph, you should get under the covers. Keep your top on so I don’t see too much.”
Daphne asked, “Why do you want me to keep my top on?”
“I’m doing this because I have to, not because I want to get off looking at my sister.” My voice was cold and left no question that I did not intend to enjoy it. “I don’t want to see your tits.”
She countered, “Oh, but getting off with your brother is fine?”
With no response, I asked, “Are you on the pill?”
“Because I don’t wear condoms.”
Daphne screwed up her face in distaste. “Why not? Don’t you know what kind of diseases are out there?”
“Yeah, but I get tested so you don’t have to worry about catching anything. Unless you don’t want to do this anymore?” My tone was hopeful that she’d call it off.
Daphne saw through me. “Nice try. Why don’t you just cover it and not worry?”
“Because they don’t fit,” Dan came to my defense.
With my ten-plus inches being an almost near duplicate of Dan’s, once we started messing around, I had taken my brother’s advice and given up on the tight, uncomfortable latex. Even when using the largest size readily available, it had always been an unpleasant experience for me and it didn’t take much for him to convince me to stop using them. With my current girlfriend on the pill and us being exclusive—except for my activity with Dan—I didn’t worry about diseases or getting her pregnant.
“From what I hear, every guy says that.” Daphne reached into her purse lying on the table next to the bed. After rooting around for a moment, she pulled out some condoms, tore one off then tossed it at me. “Put it on.”
Dan and I looked at each other and shrugged. Awkwardly, I turned away from her and pulled my dick out. Yes, I was about to have sex with my sister, but it just seemed weird for her to see me stroking myself to get ready.
Minutes went by and I was as flaccid as ever. The idea of having sex with Daphne was affecting me more than I expected. I saw Dan looking on with sympathy.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the door of the room. Just before we exited, he tossed the lube in his hand to our sister and said, “We’ll be right back. Get yourself ready.”
“What’s up?” I asked after we were in the hall.
Instead of answering immediately, Dan pulled me to him and turned me so my back was against his front. Lightly humping his crotch against my ass, he raised one hand to my chest and began playing with my covered nipples while the other took over stroking my awakening dick.
“You can do this, Davey,” he whispered into my ear. “And after you do, I’ll give you a good, long fuck for being such a great brother.”
Dan knew what he was doing and soon my cock was hard and ready. I opened the condom Daphne had given me and attempted to put it on. As I remembered, it was a painful experience.
“Of course Ben would be able to fit in this thing,” Dan groused for me.
Laughing at the absurdity of its uselessness, we walked back into her room.
“I’m ready,” I announced.
Daphne’s eyes went wide as she took in my barely covered cock. It looked like an overstuffed sausage in the tight latex. The condom she had given me only covered the top half of my cock. Because it didn’t reach past the widest point of my shaft, as the three of us watched, the condom began to slowly roll and slide its way toward the tip. It reached its equilibrium with half of the beşiktaş rus escort empty tube hanging off the end of my cock like a deflated windsock.
“Still think we’re exaggerating?” Dan asked.
Daphne slowly shook her head no.
Already feeling my erection diminishing, I removed the rubber then quickly lubed myself before climbing on to the bed and under the sheet. Positioning myself between my sister’s legs, I fumbled around blindly for her opening. After finding my target, I pulled back my foreskin and pressed the spongy head of my dick into her lubed hole. It was a tighter fit than I expected. I sat back, in the process throwing the sheet off my back, and placed more lube on my tip and around her opening before pressing forward again. I watched her lips press inward following the pressure I was exerting against them then let out a sigh of relief when my crown finally popped into her and held position for a moment.
Looking up at Daphne’s face, I saw her lips were pursed together tightly. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” she said breathlessly. “You’re bigger than I expected. But give me a sec and I’ll be fine.”
“It’s going to get worse before it gets better,” I warned. “Relax and try to loosen up. Unless you want to stop?”
Not surprisingly, she shook her head no. “And don’t come in me. Just in case.”
“Fine.” Pulling out would not be an issue. I didn’t want to do this as it was and figured my own orgasm would be elusive. As soon as she had hers, I could leave and take care of mine either with Dan or my girlfriend.
Ready to get this over and done with, I pulled back until just the tip of my crown was in her then began to fuck the head of my cock through her entrance slowly to help loosen her. As I watched my shiny, slippery helmet appear and disappear, my dick became harder. Despite belonging to my sister, the sight of my dick working the tight pussy below was arousing. Eventually, I began to dive deeper, gradually lengthening my strokes. As I got to my thickest point, Daphne began to moan in a mix of pain and pleasure below me.
“So big,” she muttered.
“I’m barely halfway into you,” I said with a bit of pride. I might not have been as big as Dan, but I still had more than most.
For a few moments, I ran the swell of my cock back and forth through her entrance, enjoying her sounds more than I should have. Her increasing moisture and tightness began to work its magic on me and pulled me deeper. When I was finally completely sheathed in her, I paused to let her feel the fullness of my cock inside her.
“Oh, fuck,” she said around a moan. With no reservation, she began rolling her hips against me, stimulating her clit on my crotch while I remained motionless, until she had an orgasm.
She had barely come down from her climax when I asked, “Are you finished? Can we be done now?”
I was painfully hard from my journey into her and watching her pleasure herself but wanted to be done with this encounter as soon as possible.
Having forgotten he was there Dan’s voice startled me. I looked over and saw he had pulled up a chair and was slouched down in the seat openly watching us. He sat with his legs spread wide and his cock was hard with the head and two or three inches of it extending out of his boxers through the hole for his right leg. It twitched and bobbed with arousal, though from the way his right arm draped over the back of the chair and the other rested on his left leg, I knew he hadn’t been touching himself.
He continued, “You’re getting what looks to be some first rate pussy and you want to stop? What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“But it’s Daphne,” I said weakly because he did have a point. If this were anyone else, I would have been well into an intense fuck by now. I looked down at her and saw a sad smile on her face.
“If you don’t want to that’s fine,” she said. “But so far it’s been really nice.”
I met her eyes in silence for a moment.
Daphne really was a pretty girl. An inch shy of six feet tall, she had auburn hair that rested at her shoulders, though it was straight unlike Dan’s. Like Dan and me, she was lean with an almost waifish figure that was lightly coated in freckles like my body. Instead of our blue eyes, Daphne had light brown ones that, when she wasn’t dealing with us, were always full of happiness. She had been a popular girl at school, hanging out with the cheerleaders and football players. Each year they had begged her to join the squad but she chose to join theater and music clubs instead. I never told anyone, but more than once I had seen her in the distance and thought I should try to hit on her before realizing who she was.
Recognizing and appreciating the chance I had, I began to move my hips again. “Guess I am being a jerk about it. Sorry.”
Her smile brightened. “That’s okay.”
I found a good pace and settled into it. Though she had loosened to accommodate me, my sister was still a snug fit. I could see her distended inner lips flapping against my rod as it moved back and forth through her. She had become so wet that her juices were being whipped into a froth and collected around her entrance.
“You guys are fucking hot,” Dan said softly.
I looked over and saw that he now had a hand wrapped around the end of his cock and was slowly stroking it. As both Daphne and I watched, he lowered his shorts to free it.
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