A True Love: Part 1
(c) 2005 TDH

It was morning. Reluctantly, my senses began to come alive to the
dawn of a new day. While I couldn't tell you if the day was going
to be a good one or not, I had high hopes and a bright outlook
that it would be great.

Shifting my weight slightly, I noticed for the first time that I
wasn't alone in my bed. This in itself should have clued me in
that something was up, because I am a single male, and wasn't
dating anyone at the moment.

Opening my eyes in the semidarkness of the early California
morning, I couldn't see anything except a dark shape silhouetted
against the curtains covering the bedroom window. My only
roommate was my sister Allison, who had begun staying with me
since she started college at the University of Judaism in Los
Angeles.

Alli was studying Psychology, with the goal of going on to become
a psychologist. How both of us ended up in southern California
could fill a few chapters of a book in itself, but I'll give you
the condensed version.

Our parents, Bob and Judy, live in the suburbs of Philadelphia,
which is where Alli and I grew up. I am two years older than
Alli, and when she was in her junior year of high school, I
decided to move to the Los Angeles area to pursue a job working
on the Burlington Northern Santa Fe railroad. I've always liked
trains, and when the opportunity to work for my favorite railroad
was given me, I wasn't going to pass it up. I still head back
East to visit my family every chance I get, but it's not nearly
as often as I would like. However, getting nearly $68,000 a year
to do my dream job was a nice consolation.

So anyways, I'd been working for BNSF as a freight train
conductor, and life on call for duty didn't give me much time for
dating. In her final months before graduation, I was surprised to
receive a call from Alli, telling me of her plans to come out to
California for college. I can still recall the conversation as
clearly as if it took place yesterday.

"Hey, big brother, what's up?" Alli's sweet little voice came
over the phone that Saturday afternoon as I sat watching TV and
enjoying a rare day off.

"Alli, hi! What's going on?"

"Well, I've been accepted to the University of Judaism in Los
Angeles, so I'm going to be coming out there for college," she
informed me. I hadn't even known she had applied to any west
coast universities, so my surprise was clearly evident in my
voice as I tried to formulate a reply.

"Wow, Alli, that's great. Are you going to study Psychology there
like you wanted?" I knew that Psychology was one of her major
interests, so it wasn't hard to guess what she would be taking.

"Yeah, I am. Well," she paused, "Dad and Mom said I could go, but
under one condition. They kinda want me to stay with you until I
get myself used to the area, so I wanted to see if that would be
okay with you. Of course, the parental units don't think of the
possibility that you have a girlfriend or something, but..."

"No, Alli, that'd be great. I'd love to have you here. My
apartment's a little on the snug side, but I'm sure we could make
it work. As far as I'm concerned, you can stay here as long as
you want, rent free. After all, that's what big brothers are for,
isn't it?"

Alli squealed with delight at my offer, and thanked me repeatedly
before quickly excusing herself to tell our parents. A few
seconds later, I heard her excitedly informing them in the
background, before she came back and thanked me again and ended
the call. Barely a month later, I picked her up at the airport
and brought her back to my place. We shared a pizza that first
night, and since it was a day off from duty, I drank a bottle of
Coors Light while Alli had some Dr. Pepper. Not long after that,
I was getting exhausted and excused myself for the night.
Retiring to my room, I stripped down to my boxers and climbed
under the sheet, falling quickly to sleep.

Waking up early the next morning, I was surprised to find that I
was not alone in bed. In the confusion of just waking up, I
wasn't sure what was going on. The darkness didn't help me to
discover what was happening, but the soft scent of strawberries
made it clear that my bedmate was indeed my eighteen-year-old
sister. Alli was always wearing that body scent, and I secretly
loved it.

Moving my arm hesitantly, I first made contact with her soft skin
on her back, and was quickly shocked to realize that it was
completely bare! Both confused and somewhat curious, I propped
myself up gently on my elbow, trying not to disturb my sister as
she slept peacefully next to me. The dim light of the impending
dawn made it clear that she was indeed not wearing anything above
her waist, as all I could make out was what seemed to be a brief
lacy pair of "boyshorts" covering Alli's toned butt.

Now, I can't say that I'd never really thought of my sister as a
female rather than just a sibling, but I'd certainly not
conceived of a reason why my attractive, nubile sister would be
spending her first night in California half-naked on her
brother's bed.

Waking further, I tried to think of what her rationale could
possibly be for this behavior. Due to our upbringing, I had never
been a very sexually active person at home, and while I had lost
my virginity at age sixteen to a lifelong friend, that had been
the only time I'd actually had sex. Although Alli and I had been
very close, sex had never really been one of our chosen topics of
discussion. I'd overheard her discussing and giggling about boys
with some of her closest girlfriends, and I knew she'd dated a
few guys, but other than that her sexual experience or lack
thereof was completely unknown to me.

Since I'd been in California, I hadn't had much sex and only two
dates, but I had managed to get a lot more comfortable with
myself and my sexuality since being on my own. I had slept in the
nude until Alli came to stay this last night, and often had
lounged around without clothes as well. I was also a frequent
masturbator, being someone with a high sex drive but also a
personality that didn't lend itself well to one-night stands.
Couple that with the demands of my chosen profession, and, as I
said before, it had been over a year since I'd last had sex.

Being an average male, I found myself beginning to get aroused
involuntarily, as I tried to figure out why Alli was now laying
near-nude on my bed. I could feel my cock begin to twitch and
stiffen within the confines of my boxer shorts, and before I
realized what was happening, I was fully erect. It was then that
I realized just how close my sister and I were in proximity to
each other, as I noticed with a mixture of shock and something
else that was, at the time, intangible, that the swollen head of
my dick was now resting against my sister's athletic rear end.

I was just about to slide farther away when Alli did the most
unexpected thing. She moved her hips back suddenly, and I gasped
when the firmness of our bodily contact multiplied tenfold. I
quickly conceived that my sexual organ was firmly pressing into
her asscrack, and that, for some unknown reason, she had placed
it there by her sudden movement.

Since she hadn't made a sound or changed her breathing before
that unforseen activity, I didn't think she had awakened. And, if
she had, why would she have changed her body position in such a
sudden and troublesome movement?

I again prepared to move myself back to a more proper position
when Alli's hips began to gyrate, rubbing herself against my hard
pole. Still she made not a sound, and I now thought that she was
probably having some sort of sexual dream, something that I was
not unfamiliar with.

However, what she did next dispelled all notions of this being an
involuntary response to a dream. Her voice broke the silence of
the room with a quiet whimper, her hips continuing to move
against my cock. The whimpering continued for a few seconds, but
then it became a more pronounced moan.

"Ohhhh, Tim," Alli's voice clearly said in the stillness of the
room, and I swear that my heart skipped a beat when she moaned my
name. Still agonizing to make sense over what was happening, she
again called out.

"Yeah, that's it, Tim," she said, while rocking her hips back and
forth against me. "Please..." she said in a pleading voice that,
if I had had time to rationalize, was clearly a lustful entreaty.
Unfortunately, I had no time to think or do anything before she
once again beseeched.

"Please, Tim!"

I had been trying to conjure the explanation that this surprising
behavior was part of a dream, but why was she using my name? She
was supposed to be the budding psychology student, not me, but I
knew enough to understand that the most likely explanation was
that this was some kind of subconscious fantasy or something. She
probably was thinking of a boyfriend or something from back home,
and somehow my name had gotten associated with him as a result of
the fact that she was staying in my apartment. It seemed like a
good explanation, but it didn't explain my own seeming inability
to move myself away from her hips, which were now thrusting
around and making my dick rub against her butt. I can't deny that
the sensation of something other than my own hand against my
penis was nice, but the shock that my little sister was
half-naked and practically dry-humping me was fighting within me.

"Tim," Alli's voice begged again, waking me from my revery and
bringing my mind back to the present. "Timbo, pleeeeeease, fuck
meeeeee."

That did it. Now, I knew it was no coincidence that this was
happening. I knew that she wasn't thinking of another guy and
somehow using my name. No, my own sister was thinking of me, her
brother. Not only thinking of me, but pleading for me to fuck
her. The only person that ever, in my entire life, had called me
'Timbo', was Alli. The likelihood of someone else in her life
having the same nickname was inconceiveable. So, the reality of
the situation was now apparent. My sister was imagining ME having
sex with HER! Still, I felt that it was just a dream, until I
felt her hips stop moving and the pressure of her ass against my
cock was replaced by her small hand. She had to, somehow, be
awake. And I knew that I had to, somehow, stop this before
anything more happened. At least, that was my honest intention.

"Alli, what are you doing?" I asked her in a soft but firm voice.

"What do you think, Timbo?" she replied, amusement and something
else evident in her voice.

"Okay, I know WHAT you're doing, but why on Earth are you doing
it?"

"Isn't it obvious?" she chuckled. Of course, it WAS obvious, but
I still didn't know how to accept that fact.

"I want you, Tim," Alli told me, her diminutive hand starting to
slowly massage my already solid erection.

I couldn't believe her confession. Now, the actions of this
morning were finally starting to make sense, but I still couldn't
comprehend quite WHY she was doing this.

"Tim, I've wanted you for years. Now that I'm eighteen and we're
both away from home, I am determined to have you."

"Bu-," I started to respond, but she hushed me with a slight
finger against my parched lips while rolling over onto her back.

"I'm begging you, Tim. I want to give you everything I have to
offer. I want to give you my virginity."

When Alli said the word 'virginity', my brain just stopped. I
heard her continue her disclosure as if it was an echo from
another world, barely penetrating my consciousness.

"I need you, and I need you to want me too. I don't think I can
go on living if you won't..."

"Wait, Alli," I said, finally finding my voice. She stopped.

"Is this why you wanted to stay here with me? So you could seduce
me?" I asked, my voice sounding harsher than I meant, and I
immediately regretted it. Although her face was still indistinct
in the dim light, I could tell that she was upset by the way her
body suddenly tensed and her voice caught in her throat.

"Tim," she began to sob, "I've tried to keep this secret for so
long. I've done everything. I've dated other guys, I've even let
them feel me up, but none of them ever made me feel so good as
when you gave me a hug. They all said I was pretty, and sexy, but
not one of them ever made me feel as beautiful and sexy as you
did when you told me how nice I looked in my prom pictures."

I tried to respond then, but I found that I couldn't, so I lay my
head back down on the pillow and let my mind swim as she
continued.

"They even wanted to have my virginity, but I didn't give it to
them. I wouldn't...I couldn't. There was only one man I wanted to
have inside me, and it was the one man I wasn't supposed to have.
My brother. My sweet, sexy, adorable brother."

She sighed deeply, her sobs stifled somewhat.

"I can't believe this, Alli," I managed to get out, and her sobs
came again with renewed vigor when she began to speak again.

"Tim, if you don't want me, just say so. I don't know what I'll
do, but please be honest with me. I can't bear the thought of you
rejecting me!"

If there ever was a time for me to feel guilt in any of this, now
was the time. I was so confused--more than I could even
imagine--but deep down inside, I felt something that scared me. I
felt that I could understand where she was coming from, because I
felt the same way about her. Had I really just thought that?!?!
What kind of a brother would even...

"Please, Tim, tell me the truth!" Alli moaned, though unlike
before this moan was of sadness rather than pleasure.

"Alli," I began, trying to talk slowly so as to not confuse the
situation further, if it was possible. "I love you, and I will
always love you. I just can't..."

"I know!" she cried. "I know you think I'm such a fucked-up bitch
for doing this, and..."

"No, Alli," I cut her off abruptly. "That's not what I was trying
to say at all!"

Her voice quieted. "Well, then...what are you trying to say?"

I took a deep breath.

"Alli, I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I...I think I
feel the same way."

Her surprise was audible. "You really mean that?"

I nodded tentatively, though I don't know if she could see it. "I
sure as hell don't fucking understand it, but I do mean it. Alli,
what the hell are we going to do? What are we going to tell Mom
and Dad if we..." I stopped, afraid to vocalize my fears any
further, but Alli's confidence was slowly coming back.

"Tim, I don't care about that now. All I know is that I want you,
and I need you, right now."

With that, Alli sat up, and I saw for the first time the
silhouette of her perky breasts. She rolled over until her hard
nipples were pressing against my bare chest, and she kissed me
deeply, passionately, and with vigor.

Although my erection had begun to subside, her kiss caused it to
rapidly rise again to full strength as her mouth parted and her
tongue slipped into my mouth. I reached for her chest, and was
soon rewarded by the feel of her youthful chest in my calloused
hands. She moaned into my mouth as I flicked my fingers over and
then began to pinch her sensitive little nub. My other arm
encircled her back and came to rest with my hand over the thin
material covering her petite ass.

Breaking our kiss a few long moments later for breath, she sat up
again. Running her slender fingers down my chest, she found the
waistband of my boxers and gently began tugging them down. I
raised my hips just enough for her to pull the cotton over my
hips and down my legs, off my ankles, and toss them onto the
floor. Then, while I watched, she came to a kneeling position,
and as the light had steadily increased by this time, I could now
clearly see her slender, toned gymnast's figure as she knelt next
to me.

Her hands then came to her own hips, and the lacy white silk of
her boyshorts began to slide down, revealing a completely
hairless pubic region and, as I watched in a mix of fascination
and long-hidden desire, the swollen, puffy lips of her pussy came
into view.

After completely removing her underwear, she smirked at me while
gliding a finger along her slit. I could already smell the musky
sweetness of her arousal, and when she extended this finger to my
lips, I couldn't help but open my mouth and take it inside. The
taste was exquisite, and I reveled in the fact that this was my
newfound lover's own special flavor.
Before I could say anything about it, though, she removed her
finger from my mouth and moved down the bed towards my lap. My
erection was clearly visible without anything to hide it, and I
gasped as, in one quick and fluid motion, Alli took my complete
six inches inside her mouth. As I was still trying to get used to
the idea that my sister was sucking my cock, she swung her leg
over my torso and presented her glistening wet slit for my oral
ministrations. I moved my head slowly towards her waiting
treasure, and I ran my tongue once along its length before
beginning to suck on her engorged clit. Alli writhed with
pleasure and stopped sucking on my cock only to moan, before
continuing on with renewed urgency. While I teased and sucked her
clit with my lips and tongue, I reached up and inserted a finger
inside her. Her tightness was beyond anything I'd imagined, and I
wondered if it had something to do with not only the fact that
she was a virgin, but a petite girl of slim figure, and a
gymnast's musculature. However, I decided to stop thinking of
anything other than pleasing my beautiful sister, and I began to
finger-fuck her earnestly. Soon, however, I could no longer
ignore the waves of pleasure coming from her rather excellent
cocksucking, and I had to reluctantly lay my head back down and
just let her continue to do her thing.

"Oh God, Alli, I'm gonna cum!" I breathed, and she responded only
by feverishly continuing to suck me. The throbbing of an
impending orgasm overtook me, and before I could say or do
anything else, my semen was squirting into my sister's waiting
mouth.

"Be gentle with me, Tim," she said, laying down on her back and
pulling me on top of her.

"I will, Alli, I promise." I told her, then gently moved my dick
towards the opening of her pussy. At first, I only just parted
the lips with my cockhead, then slowly and gently began to push
inside her. The tightness and wetness was undescribable, and I
easily slid the whole way in, due to her lubrication. Thrusting
my hips forward and backward, I began to play with her nipples
while we made love. Her hips were soon rising to meet mine, and
as my balls slapped into her ass, she gripped my back tightly
with her well-muscled legs.

Our lovemaking became a symphony of moans, grunts, and wordless
pleas as we both proceeded irrevocably towards a final and
inevitable conclusion. The muscles of her pussy gripped my
thoroughly as she screamed out the beginning of her orgasm, and
the feeling was so breathtaking that I had no choice but to let
my own orgasm happen as well.

My heart was pounding in my chest, my thinking was clouded with
ecstacy, yet in the midst of this blissful haze I could clearly
see the lovely form of my sister. Her eyes were closed, her mouth
open, and as the first spurts of my second come of the morning
began to flood her cunt, I groaned and smiled.

What a lucky guy I truly am, to have someone who loves me and
wants me so much as to risk everything for me. And, in the revery
of the moment, I felt truly at peace for the first time in my
young life.

I knew that, together, we would face everything that we needed
to, including admitting to our beloved parents that their two
children were lovers. I also thought in that moment, how much I
wanted Alli to be my wife, somehow, some way, and that I wanted
to spend the rest of my life with her at my side. Of course,
there was hardly time to think about the reality of the
situation, but as emotion welled up inside me, I pulled her down
to me and just held her head against my chest.

Our eyes were both clouded with tears, mine especially so with
the realization of so much long-held but long-hidden love and
desire. I realized then, that I HAD been right, in thinking that
somewhere there was indeed someone to be my true love, my
soulmate. I never could have imagined that she could have been
living in my own home.

To be continued...