My Brother’s Toy

Part 6

By Solomon

Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

After tossing and turning all night, I finally woke to the sun shining in my face. As usual, I thought about what I had done the night before and all that had transpired. My first thought was how I had actually allowed Joey to urinate on me. As I tried to reason why I would allow myself to be so horribly denigrated like that, the heat that built up between my legs was my clear answer. Those thoughts led me to the obvious situation that had caused that to happen in the first place. I might be able to deny my true feelings to everyone else, but to myself and even my brother, I think my desires were too obtrusive to diminish. Clearly, I had giving my brother the green light to take total control over me. The weird thing was that now all it would take would be something so simple as to call me by my new secret name, Didi, to compel my own exploitation.

I dwelled on my new name for a while and grew to a steaming pile of mess thinking what accepting that name would mean to me in the future. Yeah, it could lead to untold numbers of humiliating stunts on my brother’s part, and leave me floundering helplessly trying to comply with his wishes, but it also took away a feeling that was so innate in my make up as a person that it made everything else easier to deal with; that name instantly took away my guilt. As Didi, nothing I did was my fault or even associated with who I was from day to day. Didi would take all the blame for my future trysts, no matter how immoral or degrading one might think of them being.

As I began toying with my clit I moved on to another somewhat troubling issue that I had to deal with and that went against everything I would have thought I’d known. Mandy had been a best friend, but it also turned out that she had, to some degree, betrayed me to my brother. It hadn’t been intentional, nor could I even say that it was for the worse, but it was her doings that had borne Didi in the first place. Continuing to run my fingers over myself, I thought about how I had been forced to clean her scent and residual mess off my brother’s cock yesterday. As always, it at first glance was a repulsive act, but in my present state of fantasy-invoked mindset, it became an overwhelming desire to frig myself. I remembered how I had switched to thinking what it would be like to go down on my girlfriend directly, and that kicked everything I was doing between my legs into overdrive. I imagined some weird scenario where I had been placed between her legs and was licking away at her as Didi with no will power to refuse her whims. I’ve never really given the thought of becoming a lesbian a foothold, but as I imagined what it would feel like performing as one, I fell into a sexual stupor that forced me into a mind boggling orgasm. My thigh muscles tightened into steel as I frigged away at my clit until I simply couldn’t take it anymore and came like a sex-crazed kid.

I could feel the damp bedding that my sheets had become, but being well spent I just stayed there thinking about the night before. It had been truly wild being walked around out in the open air and in the nude. Being peed on never went far from my conscious thoughts, but it was my promise to my brother that I ended up on; the promise to not only get laid for him, but to set it up so that he could watch some guy doing me. In an odd way, I saw his wanting to watch me get fucked as a loving sign he had for me. Maybe he was more afraid to admit that he loved me the way I loved him, but there were several little things he did that indicated his depth of commitment to me, as well.

By the time I got out of the shower and dressed, I had worked out a simple plan to fulfill my promise to Joey. As a matter of fact, the guy I had in mind had once told me that if I ever wanted to just get laid, I should see him. I knew it as an option that many guys and their egos would throw out there in one way or another, but this one time it might come in handy. While remembering what had gone on between us over a year ago, I couldn’t forget that he had been one of the guys I had dated that had insisted on cumming in my mouth. Even though I still thought of that as a disgusting and vile act, since Joey had done worse to me, it was turning more into a sexually charged memory. So much so, that I strained to remember the facts of that night. It was the first time that any guy had dumped so much cum in my mouth that I couldn’t get over how his stuff had tingled in my mouth for a half hour afterwards. Back then it was a reminder of what a pig the guy had been, but now it was driving me wild wanting for that taste again.

There was no way I could get that thought out of my head. I needed to strive for that feeling again, and that was when I remembered that I had noticed that my brother was still in bed when I came downstairs. After several minutes of lusting for the idea of being used that way again just for the thrill of it, and just how badly I wanted that tingling sensation back in my mouth, I all but dared myself to do what my perverted desires decreed. I was weak these days and finally had to give in to my lust. I headed upstairs and crept into my brother’s room. He was asleep on his back and appeared to have a bit of a chubby going on under the blanket covering him. I sat easily on the bed next to him and felt him softly. The heat of the act drove me into a frenzy and I worked my hand under the blanket to feel his prick directly against my hand. There was no turning back now; I was committed.

I scooted the blanket back to expose him in his underwear, and slowly pulled them down to see his cock. It wasn’t hard really; more like it was softly swollen from obviously needing to pee. I wondered if I could even get him to cum with a full bladder, but it wasn’t long before I didn’t care. I had to fulfill my lustful needs.

I bent down and began fellating Joey and as I got started, he became conscious of what was happening to him. I was thankful that he wasn’t immediately appalled with my gall, and even felt a hand getting placed on the back of my head to show his approval for his little sister’s gesture.

Through a hoarse voice I heard, “So, what brings this on?”

I thought for a moment about how to answer him and after deciding that the truth was all I could come up with, I figured vulgarity would assure me of what I wanted.

“I was hungry… and I wanted to… I need to… feed on you. Is that okay?”

“Sure,” was the first response, and then as my wicked and depraved words sank in, “I’d love to be your breakfast!”

Having gotten his solid approval, I worked myself into a more comfortable position between his legs and went wild on him. It still took several moments to overcome his need to pee, but it was just as fascinating to see how I was getting his swollen member to turn into a full blown erection. There was no way of hiding how badly I needed to taste him and I guess it was obvious to him that despite not having liked doing this in the past, now was all about my drive to achieve this perversion no matter what was influencing me. At any rate, it was wonderful when his other hand went to hold my head as well and I saw him trying to please my desires. Soon I was holding on and Joey took over all the responsibilities of making himself cum for me. He seemed very pleased at hearing me struggling and gagging in an effort to consume him and went nuts fucking my skull.

After several minutes of tasting my brother’s cock and even sampling his precum, I could tell he was about to get off. However, another part of my story unfolded when he abruptly took his hands away from my head. Even though I knew what I wanted, and even though I wanted to taste him more than anything in the world at the moment, my reluctance to do so was still overwhelming because of the sheer nastiness of absorbing another’s body fluids. I grabbed for his hands and hastily applied them to the back of my head again. From around his magnificently rock hard erection, I heard myself mumbling the words, “I still need your help… I can’t do this on my own.”

My brother understood me perfectly and renewed his effort to fuck my face for all he was worth. I braced my hands on his steeled hips as if I was trying to keep the very thing I wanted most from happening, so when he refused to allow me to back away, my mind smiled at his conditioned response to forge on. When he thrust into the back of my mouth as far as he could and held still, I waited for that first spurt. The second I felt it hit home, I felt my body overcome its reluctance and go limp in his hands as he fed me the rest of it. I could feel my throat filling up with the bulkiness of his sperm and moaned in wild abandonment. I was proud of myself for having accomplished this feat. Not only had I started this sexual buffet, but I was even finally accepting it. I felt like I had just become a woman.

When he let go of my head, I backed off his cock and swallowed to clear my throat. I also continued sucking his residual leftovers like a cheap whore until I was sure I had rid my mouth of any remaining moisture. And then I became ridiculously embarrassed.

“I’m sorry… I don’t know what came over me. I just needed… I don’t know.”

Joey’s smile told me I had nothing to be ashamed of and that at least for the moment, he wasn’t going to pick on me or rub it in my face. All he asked was, “Did you enjoy your breakfast?”

It could have been more humiliating, and I was so thankful that it wasn’t, I simply nodded my head. I got up to leave since this had been all I had come for and felt like I had intruded on him in the first place. But at the door I stopped and said one word that probably told him the true reason for needing him so bad in the first place.

“Danny…”

“Danny? Danny who?”

“Remember Danny Devoe? He was the guy that took me to my prom last year?”

“Yeah…”

“Well, what you asked me to do for you last night? I thought he would be the guy.”

Having felt like I had thrown any resemblance of modesty out the fucking window already, I left knowing that Joey would put it all together fast enough on his own. I flew down the stairs and suddenly became aware of how emotionally lifted I was after my disgusting interlude with my brother. But there was no way I could help feeling the truth of the matter; I had just fed on my brother like a puppy on its mom’s tit. Maybe it had been nothing more than a teaspoon of meal, but it filled my stomach and my mind like a feast. As the tingling in my mouth seemed to become even more overbearing, I was somewhat proud that I had evolved into a position in my life to be able to admit something like that, at least to myself anyways.

Since I was in such an elated frame of mind, I decided that I needed to say thanks to my brother for essentially using his body for my own twisted self, so I fixed him a breakfast worthy of kings. Granted, any other girl would probably think that what had happened was a reward in itself that the guy should be saying thank you for, but I didn’t see it that way. I had been the one in need this time and I had been brought up to say thank you for what others did for you. In this case, he may have been the benefactor of a blowjob, but it was wholly at my behest. When Joey smelled his breakfast cooking he made his way down to the kitchen. When he asked what had gotten into me all I could say was that perhaps he had unleashed something evil by giving birth to Didi. For that I received an instant rebuke for assuming I had any power over the real me and Didi.

“I don’t remember calling you Didi? Let’s not forget who’s in charge here. What just happened upstairs? That was just my sick little sister acting like the perv she really is.”

I felt a little dismayed at being talked to like that, but in my twisted up mind I couldn’t help hearing, “You’ve been a good girl… you’re coming along nicely.”

Joey made his way to the bathroom to empty that bladder I had put on hold, but unlike what would be the norm, he left the door open. I couldn’t see him peeing, but the sound of it drove me wild knowing how it had been such an intimate task for us the night before. As he left the bathroom I asked him if this was his new method of going to the bathroom with the door open.

“I thought we didn’t have to hide things like that anymore?” He paused before sitting down at the table and came overly close to me as he asked, “About last night; I take it that since you just gave me a blowjob that you weren’t all that pissed at me for doing that?”

I thought for a moment over how to respond and then asked, “Are you asking me or Didi?”

“Both!”

I stuttered for the words a bit and finally figured the best way to put it. “As your sister, that was fucking disgusting and horribly embarrassing. But… as Didi, I guess I understood the point you were making well enough. But it was still horribly embarrassing even for her.”

As he sat down he added, “Good, I was afraid you were just going to get pissed off at me and not understand that it was just part of the process.”

“Part of the process?”

“Like I said last night; we both have to learn our places and I expect that to take a certain amount of training.”

Training? What was I, a dog? But before bitching at him over that word, I realized he was right in his assumption as far as I was concerned. He didn’t have to seem so cruel or crude about it though.

When Joey left for his midday romp with his friends, hardly a word was spoken between us. Now that he had laid down the rules by creating Didi, I felt more assured of our relationship and that when my brother needed me, he would seek me out. And by stating how it was just his “sick little sister” that had chosen to provoke the earlier engagement, I knew that he would be there for me in my time of need, as well. That was a nice thought for me and gave me the feeling of a close family tie that I had always craved for between us. I was beginning to see just how powerful of an act it had been for my brother to have created Didi in the first place. The cons against her were waning fast.

After removing all traces that I had been so nice to my brother for having cooked him a large breakfast so that mom wouldn’t get suspicious, I began working on my plan for hooking up with Danny. Plenty of time was also spent on trying to figure out just how I would finagle things into a way so that I could fulfill Joey’s wish at the same time. That was when it struck me that when I was working to please Joey under the auspice of Didi, I should probably assume him to be more than that of my brother. He had claimed to own me as Didi and made one brief remark about me showing him respect as my master. I knew I needed a way to separate my brother from that person just as he was doing between Didi and his sister. I settled in on the fact that I sort of liked being owned; not so much as a slave for him even if that was actually the end result, but more like a piece of property. I think it was some sick sense of feeling helpless that instilled some perverse desire to humble myself to him as a worthless article that could be shelved when not needed. I guess that was what Marquis de Sade had written about; the respective places between a dominate power and his submissive underling knowing their accepted roles so as to cement their relationship together. I decided in the end to make a point out of relinquishing myself to that role later when as Didi I would refer to my brother as my owner; sort of to let him know that that is what I now considered myself, or rather as what Didi considered her place to be between them.

I was happy to see my brother coming home earlier than usual, and with a big bright smile on his face at that. I had skimped my dress down to a very tight halter with no bra just in case he needed a little excitement when he returned. The second I heard him coming through the door it caused my nipples to become taut little points of invitation all on their own. I had wanted to play it cool so as not to let on that virtually the only thing I had been thinking about lately was sex, but that didn’t last more than a minute.

“I did it!”

He asked, “Did what?”

“I got that date lined up that you ordered me to do.”

“You mean Didi?”

My head fell knowing that his sister was talking for Didi and waited for whatever he would allow me to tell him about why my butt had been jumping around ever since I had called Danny.

All the prick said to invoke that was, “Didi.”

I resumed with his good news. “I made that date you asked about. Tomorrow night, but you’re going to have to help me work out the details. Like, how are you going to get included without him knowing?”

“Been a busy little beaver, huh?” His grin would have pissed off his sister, but it pleased Didi to know he was a little speechless to see I had done his bidding so quickly. After sitting down at the table he beckoned me over, had me to sit on his lap facing him, and pushed my shirt right up over my girls. Just before going in to feast on my little cones of delight, he told me to tell him when I would see him and what help I needed.

Even as Didi it was quite embarrassing to talk to him about getting laid, but that was the point here. While he slurped away at my tits and massaged the one without his mouth attached to it, I spewed out how I had wormed my way into a clandestine date with a guy that now had a steady girlfriend. It had taken a reminder to him of his offer that left me feeling rather cheapened, and he knew it was pretty much a sure bet that he would be getting into my pants just for showing up. But that was the part I needed help with since neither of us had any idea where to meet up.

Joey quickly suggested the park again since it had worked so well last night. It would also afford many places where he could watch from without being spotted. Then I just had to ask, “You sure this isn’t going to bother you? You know… watching your little sister getting it on with a guy?”

He chuckled, let my nipple drop from his mouth and looked me in the eye. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to spy on you a little.”

“What? My skinny little body?” Then it dawned on me that he had something that he had always hidden before today. “Why, have you tried to do that before?”

“No, but I wanted to. I have seen a couple of things you don’t know about.”

“Like what, and with whom?”

Now it was his turn at getting embarrassed. “Well, about a year ago you didn’t know I was home and went from the bathroom to your room naked. You walked right by me in the living room and never noticed me.”

“What did you see?”

“Everything! I thought you had the greatest little titties bouncing around. You were drying your hair when you walked by me and wow, you have the greatest, tight little ass I’ve ever seen. A nice little bubble butt that wouldn’t quit.”

The fucker had me blushing away, but I didn’t want him to stop, so I asked him what else he saw.

“Well, I saw that you were bald as a jaybird down there. I felt like a pervert checking out a little kid, but when I realized you had to have shaven it like that it wasn’t so bad. I like the way it is now though; just a touch of growth. Then there was the time I saw…”

He stopped abruptly which only made me beg for him to finish.

A little shyly, he continued on. “Again, you didn’t know I had come home. I went to your room for something and…”

“What? You don’t have to act all embarrassed now.”

“Well… you were in the middle of something. You were all sprawled out on your bed and were going to town on yourself. All I saw was basically that your pubes had grown back in a little.”

I was mortified that he had seen that, but even more mystified that he hadn’t embarrassed the hell out of me. “You never even said a word to me? Why?”

“You’re still my sister. I was going to scream out and scare the shit out of you, but what the fuck. Things were already a living hell around here and I knew you didn’t need to know that I caught you doing that.”

I was blown away. I never would have expected him to act so… so… brotherly, in a good way. Here he had the opportunity to humiliate me beyond belief and he just kept his mouth shut instead. “So, what did you do? I can’t believe you didn’t torment the hell out of me.”

He snickered, and just before going back to nursing on me, said, “What do you think a guy that caught his sister doing that would do? I went to my room and did the same thing, but with my door closed.

“You jerked off thinking about me doing the same thing?” I pulled his head against my chest and thought about how wrong I might have been about Joey the past couple of years. Ignoring his opportunity to mock the hell out of me was something I never would have expected from him in a million years. Even now, I would expect him to jump on such a windfall.

When he said that those were the only times he had seen me naked, he switched the conversation and asked me about seeing him. Besides pissing in front of me a couple of times, he had kept himself pretty much covered up ever since puberty. I did let him know that there had been a half dozen times, however, that I had known he was jerking off. When he flamed out in his own embarrassment, I told him, “Well, what do you expect? Your bed is right up against my wall, you make all these little groaning noises, and you weren’t that subtle sometimes. I mean, I never walked in on you doing it, but I knew when I could if I wanted to catch you.”

I guess all the talk kicked things into gear for him and he pushed me back across his knees as he manipulated my twins with all the enthusiasm of a love starved teenager. It felt great, but then he got that look in his eyes that told me he was up to no good. A look I would soon understand meant that he was into his new dominance kick.

“Strip down and go into the shower.”

He released his hold on me and when I started to ask for an explanation, he uttered. “Just do it, Didi.”

I remembered my pledge to myself to insure he knew my line of thinking and as I clamored to my feet, I retorted, “Yes, sir!”

Joey followed me into the bathroom just off the kitchen and as soon as I was out of my clothes, I stood in the shower wondering what he was up to. With that look still in his eyes, he unzipped his pants and I knew what he was thinking then. I took a huge gulp and went to my knees and faced him as much as possible.

“What are you doing? I didn’t tell you to get down.”

“I just thought that was what you wanted.” And as I got back to my feet, I used that word that I knew would tell him just how Didi viewed her worth to him. “I just wanted to please my owner.”

With an entirely new glimmer in his eye over hearing me acknowledging him as my owner, his chest puffed out as his evil grin became even more obvious. Now he ordered me back to my knees and as he stood over me, I smiled up at him, even as I could clearly see he was going to urinate on me again. I tilted my head back and waited for the flood to begin. He was quite pleased with my responses and the pure look of evil on his face left no misconceptions between us. His stream splashed onto my nose and I tried not to blink as some of it even hit my eyes. He paused his stream half way through and decided he wanted even more of Didi.

“Open your mouth, bitch.”

Without a word, I obeyed him. My face had to show total mortification over what he was about to do, but it was all about learning who was the boss now, and I was going to live up to my end of this new deal, even if I had no part in setting it up.

My brother started his stream again and hit me right in the mouth. I gagged over this vulgar turn of events, but remained vigilant in my duties. I coughed as the tiniest amount of pee entered my throat, but made sure I stayed the open target he wanted. As his urine drained from my mouth, it washed over my chest and nearly tickled as it ran down along my stomach to drip from my own crotch into the bathtub. And when the stream ended, he leaned in and ordered me to bathe him clean. I fought with my mind over doing it, but of course I leaned forward myself and began bathing his flaccid cock with my tongue to insure he was clean. I didn’t put it together at that moment, but there was something else I was missing that I should have caught onto. He ordered me still for a moment and squeezed out a short spurt of more pee into my mouth and told me to hold it for a minute. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and I closed my lips around him until I was holding his pee, and looked up at him with begging eyes not to make this any worse for me. I was spared what I had feared and he eventually told me I could spit it out.

“So, how you like the taste of that? Any better than my cum?”

I shook my head quickly and replied, “It’s nasty. Please don’t make me…” I thought instantly, but it was too late, whether it had been his intention to make me swallow it or not, I was about to give him the idea. “Please don’t make me swallow that. Your sperm is one thing, but that would just make me sick as all hell.”

After leaving the bath, I took another shower and rinsed my mouth out thoroughly. The taste of his pee was so acrid and nasty. I nearly puked just knowing what he had done. But I did have to admit that letting him pee on me had a definite purpose between us. I hoped that it wouldn’t become a normal part of our routine, but that would be up to him.

For some reason while taking my shower I had no compulsion to play with myself at all. That was interesting to me since we never really did anything; he went to second base and pissed on me. That had kicked in my need to get off, but oddly enough, I had somehow had my lust for sex fulfilled. It left me wondering just how much of sex is physical and how much is mental, because obviously Joey had squashed my needs with nothing I normally would have considered very satisfying. Did that mean that getting urinated on had some magic of its own?

Whatever had just gone on between us, I hadn’t had my fill of closeness to my brother and headed up to his room. He was sitting on his bed and reading some mail he had gotten. Quite abnormal for me, I plopped down on my stomach on the foot of his bed facing him.

Joey was puzzled and asked me, “What do you want now?”

“I don’t know? I thought maybe we could talk a little.”

“About what?”

Little did he know that I had a million questions I had refrained from bombarding him with over the last few weeks. I had no idea of their order of importance, but for some reason I started with my friend.

“Again, not anything special. We just never seem to get around to talking about much and I thought this would be a good time to talk about what’s going on. Like for instance, what was it like with Mandy? I never would have thought of you two hooking up.”

I had piqued his curiosity with that one and he sat back against the headboard of his bed to get comfortable.

“Heh, heh, heh… she’s bothering you huh? So, I guess you figured it out?”

I was totally taken off guard by his response. What did he mean by figuring it out? So the obvious question was, “Figure what out?”

My brother squinted his eyes as if dumbfounded and asked, “I thought you got a whiff of her… but, you don’t know, do you?”

“Know what?”

“That she’s not moving away now. The job her father got was dropped or some shit, so they aren’t moving away. I thought for sure you’d have tasted her on me downstairs.”

It took me way too long to put it all together, but when I did, I didn’t know whether to be furious, happy, or what. Inquisitive finally won over and I asked him to explain himself.

“I just fucked her again an hour ago. I know she plans on telling you all about it later because she feels all guilty about breaching your friendship. She’s a really good fuck, you know that?”

I was shocked! This was just too much information to take in all at once, but when I saw my brother’s mood waning, I didn’t want that to happen and worked to make him feel like it wasn’t any big deal to me. The best way to do that was to pretend that I was happy for him.

“Sooo, what was it like? Did you have fun? Is she as kinky as she always pretends to be with her friends?”

His smile came back and even though I had as many worries and doubts as I did the curiosity I had asked him about, I was glad to see that he was willing to talk about her.

“Kinky? You’re right about that. She talks about the weirdest things while she’s getting fucked. And non-stop! But she fucks like a rabbit and is one demanding little bitch. Do this, do that, have you ever done this before? I swear, I never knew a girl that talked so much while getting it on.”

I was intrigued to hear this about her and needed to know more about my friend. “How’d you do it? I know, for some reason, that you like taking a girl from behind. Is that how you did it?”

“In a way… I would say she really likes doing it doggie style. She has a great ass, almost as good as yours. Small, but round and tight. The weird thing is, you kept bringing you up. You two ever get it on?”

I was flabbergasted! Did she leave that impression on him? Was she fucking my brother because she had had a crush on me?

“What do you mean? Did she tell you I was a lesbian? I’m not… I’ve never done anything with a girl. So if she said that, she’s lying.”

“Cool your jets, kiddo. I just got the idea that she likes you a lot more than I would have guessed, and I don’t mean as just a friend. And so, what if you did get together with her? If you did go after girls, she would be worth the effort, for sure. I don’t give a fuck if you go both ways or not.”

That was interesting since I had wondered about Joey since I had seen some of his reactions to things we had done recently, and were about to do the next night. But I also got a bit of an ego boost hearing what my brother was telling me. He was sort of right, that if I had of ever done anything with a girl, it probably would have been with Mandy. I had always considered her drop dead cute. A little ditzy perhaps, but now that Joey was confirming her as kinky, I guess that would be a better way to explain some of the things I had witnessed from her in the past.

“Well, we never did do anything. But, what was it like? Tell me about it all. If my friend is going to fuck my brother, I should at least know if she blew your mind?”

“She blew my mind alright. Some of the shit she said made me blush. And to be honest… and you probably won’t like this, but I think she wants to… get a little closer.”

My heart ached! I saw my own world taking a nose-dive, but sulking about it would only make things worse. I had to keep up a positive front as if nothing bothered me. I would have to work on separating them later on. I did come up with one thing that could glean a small amount of information that might help me feel better about everything.

“So, if you do see her again, what does that mean for Didi? I guess that would put an end to her, huh?”

Suddenly I was on top of the world again. “No fucking way, bitch! You’re my main cunt now, and don’t think just because I’m fucking some other girl that you’re off the hook. You’re mine now until I say otherwise. Got it?”

He had to see me launch into orbit as I gladly answered, “Nice to hear.” This shit between us is so sick, but I certainly don’t want it to end now when it was just getting started. But then my thoughts turned fearsome and I asked, “She won’t find out about… you know, you and me? Especially, Didi and you?”

My brother reassured me that no one would ever find out about us and that made me feel elated. My world was glowing over what I had thought might very well have destroyed it. After talking for almost an hour, I felt much better about my brother and Mandy, and even gave my tacit approval for him to fuck her whenever he got the chance. Even when he asked me if I minded taking sloppy seconds after her, I cheerfully told him that Didi would be happy to do whatever he found pleasing, but as myself, I still found it rather repulsive knowing that his prick was going from her cunt to my mouth before anything else happened. Truth be told however, since having cleaned him up after their first romp, I had secretly come to like the idea of doing that for him. When he asked why I hadn’t noticed her scent or taste earlier, I had to remind him that he had just peed in my mouth and that made it impossible to detect anything else.

It was getting close to the time mom would be coming home, so I got up to go back downstairs. Joey called me to him first though and grabbed at my crotch really hard. He groped me for a moment and asked, “You do know, I do prefer this to any other, right?”

I looked down at his hand still attached to my crotch and melted. I nodded my head and added, “As perverted and deviated as it is, I’m glad to hear that.” I bent down to kiss him and felt the most heart warming response back from him. I nearly floated down the stairs when I left.

Later that night, Mandy called me to tell me about getting it on again with Joey. She filled me in on all the details of why she was no longer moving and how when she saw my brother downtown, she just had to take advantage of him again. Part of me wanted to tell her to leave him the fuck alone, but when it came to his happiness, I also wanted her to fuck him whenever he wanted it. As long as he kept her from becoming a threat to our new world, I was more interested in his welfare than I was jealous. Besides, I couldn’t fool myself into thinking that he would never fuck another girl besides his sister, so I would rather have him doing it to someone that would spill the beans to me all the time. And in the end, he couldn’t get a much hotter girl than Mandy. I had even modeled my own styles after hers so many times in the past. She was even the one that first got me to shave my pussy by referring to me as a gorilla down there.

With all my fears diminished, I turned to thinking about my date the next night with Danny. Joey’s idea of going to the park again seemed like the perfect place to allow my brother to experience life as a new voyeur. I was even getting turned on knowing that he would be watching his little sister getting fucked. I couldn’t wait to hear him tell me his thoughts about it. As far as to whether or not I could get him to do me out there in the middle of the night; I had no doubt of my seductive abilities when it came to Danny.

Mom stopped by my room to say she was going to bed and I was so fucking horny with all that had gone on throughout the day, that I was finally ready to test my ability at something else. I got ready for bed myself and was going to finally try cumming on my own. Not just the typical orgasm that satisfied me, but to really cum at the same time as Joey had taught me. I started out slow and thinking about all the new things that had gone on lately. I eventually got around to wondering what it would be like with Danny again. I had several small climaxes, but it wasn’t until I thought about Joey and Mandy getting it on that I really went all out on myself. I imagined all kinds of perverted things about what they may have done together, leapt through them doing it doggie style as Joey had told me they had done, but went nuts when I wondered exactly what she had been thinking of that would have brought my name into their tryst. Those thoughts brought me to the point where I knew I could have that really satisfying massive orgasm I was so badly in need of at the moment.

Before I knew it, Joey had totally disappeared from the fantasy and it was almost all about me and Mandy. I dove into the most implausible scenarios between us and worked my clit in one hand and drove my fingers as deep into me as they could reach. When I felt my climax approaching, I curved my fingers up to frig my G-spot from the inside and shook violently at the sensations. I remembered how I had to hold back at just the right moment and went for the nastiest thought I could possibly imagine. I had somehow placed my dear friend Mandy sitting on my face. I had never been in that position before, nor had I even given it a serious thought, but the images drove me wild; not to mention my hands. I caught myself moaning a little too loud and thought about mom hearing me, but that barely slowed me up.

When I knew I was moments away from getting off, I nearly dug my nails into my G-spot and used my thumb on the outside of my clit at the same time. My entire body was shaking uncontrollably, and then the fireworks went off. With one last truly vulgar thought of sticking my tongue as far up into Mandy as possible, I had the most massive orgasm I had ever caused myself to achieve. But as my body quivered into a relaxed state, I was totally dismayed that I had failed to cum on my own. I just couldn’t keep my hands going as hard as I knew they had to after the climax had started, and so I was still left wanting.

Just about that time my door eased open and I saw Joey standing there. He was looking in on me for some reason and I motioned him closer. It was impossible to tell him anything, so I held my hand up to his nose so he could tell what I had been doing. He grinned from ear-to-ear and asked me if I had gone for the big one. I confessed that I had, but how I had failed to reach my desired end. He genuinely felt sorry for me, leaned down and kissed me on my forehead.

“Don’t worry sis, I’ll help you try again later on.” He snuck a hand under my covers and grabbed my very sloppy slit. “Damn, girl! You had a fucking flood down there.”

It made me laugh and then he brought his hand up to my lips and told me to taste myself. I had done that before, but never after getting as wet as I was at the moment, nor did I care to have my brother know I would do such a thing. But when he told Didi that she had to do it, I opened my mouth for his fingers to slide in. Knowing how much it would please him, I lovingly sucked on his fingers until he was satisfied I had truly gotten a good taste of my own juices. He gave me a wonderful kiss goodnight and went to his own room. I fell asleep wishing that he could spend the night with me again.

I barely saw Joey the next day without mom being between us. Finally, after supper I got to talk to him about my date and we set up a plan for him to be in the park before I got there with Danny. He doubted that I would follow through with the plans, but when I pushed one of his hands up under my top to feel how hard my nipple was, he knew I meant business. Before he went out I told him how I hoped he would enjoy himself, and added, “You going to be playing with it while you watch?”

All he did was grin, but I had a deep suspicion that I knew the answer already.

When it came time to meet up with Danny, I nearly ran into his girlfriend. She was headed out for a night with the girls, but for Danny, almost getting caught talking to me put his sex drive into overdrive. He wanted to skip out on doing anything but the nitty-gritty, but we had to kill an hour before heading to the park. That certainly left a lot of time to tease the hell out of him and talk about his cheating on his girlfriend. I took a bit of pleasure rubbing that in his face. I never thought of myself as being the other women, but hell, I didn’t want to steal him away from his girlfriend; just borrow him for the night.

At one point I thought things were getting too annoying for Danny, so I let him cop a quick feel under my shirt to keep him hooked. I realized that my thoughts were torn between two guys; the one I was getting ready to fuck, and the one I was hoping would enjoy the hell out of watching. I still felt like I was betraying my brother to some extent, so I tried to focus on how this would be like live porn for him. Just when I thought Danny would burst, I told him I thought a walk in the park would be a nice place to get a little romantic. He jumped at my suggestion as I knew he would and off we went.

When we got to the entrance of the park, I began giggling and laughing rather loud so that my brother would know we were there. All I could do was hope that he had found a good place to hide and led my prey to the second picnic table. I let him kiss and fondle my boobs while I looked around for Joey, but I never saw him. Whether he was with us or not, there was no way I could possible slow down Danny at this point. In mere seconds, my top was being ripped over my head and his hands were plastered to my chest. I had forgotten how Danny was well known for wanting to “brand” his girls, and his lips were busy making their mark on my neck. I didn’t want him to do that, but even though I tried to stop him, he insisted on devouring that part of me.

Now I was in the throes of mad heat and began undoing his pants for him. When I stooped over to push them to the ground, he pushed me to my knees and told me to suck him off. That wasn’t the plan, but I started blowing him to get him good and hard, plus I wanted to get reacquainted with his set of works before it went into me. I guess blowing my brother had gotten me more use to male equipment and I even found myself jerking his cock off as I sucked on his balls. Danny’s cock was a little larger than I had remembered and even seemed a bit chubby to me. His cock head wasn’t nearly as appealing as my brother’s, but his balls were a lot bigger. I felt odd when I noticed I was comparing his cock and balls to Joeys and instantly pulled off him to stand up.

Danny got pissed and called me a cock tease. Under any other circumstances, I would have told him to fuck off and taken a hike, but he was my prey and I wasn’t about to let him get away that easy. I sweetened up my voice to continue my seduction of him.

“Hey, come on, I want something out of this too, you know. Don’t you like fucking girls anymore?”

That was all it took to get him to agree that fucking me would be much better that just getting a blowjob. He nearly ripped my shorts off me and I leaned back against the end of the picnic table. I was immediately pushed onto my back and he went to town lining up for the main entrance. Finesse wasn’t something that I would remember him for, as he plunged into me so fast and hard I cried out. I had to force him to go easier on me by telling him how my frame was more petite than that of his girlfriend’s, and that seemed to work. I guess just reminding him that this was just a fling by throwing his girlfriend into the mix made him more amenable to my desires.

The raw wood of the table against my ass hurt, and so did the hard pounding that Danny was giving me, but when I thought about what my brother would be seeing, I placed my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his ass. At one point he grabbed both of my boobs in his hands and squeezed them so hard that I cringed and even yelped, but that didn’t cause him to let up on them even the slightest bit. I suddenly felt like a piece of meat to my other half, but all I could do was hang on until he was done with me. My tits were aching since he seemed fixated on causing me pain, and my nipples felt like they were going to pop like zits under the pressure.

Finally, Danny began grunting that he was about to cum and even being in as much pain as I was I pretended to be into it just to drive him over the edge. I wasn’t expecting his final slam into me and squealed from it. My eyes had to be bulging out of my head as he slammed into me several more times to empty his balls. He finally released his grip on my tits and I was even thankful that his girth was subsiding. I guess there’s feeling like meat in the hands of my brother under his commanding thumb, and then there’s feeling like a piece of meat for a guy like Danny that just wanted a hard fuck. When he pulled out of me, I felt an immediate sloppiness that ran down the inside of my thighs.

When I grabbed for my boobs to massage them back into their normal shape, I guess he got scared that he had gone overboard and apologized for his roughness. Since I had gotten what I wanted from him and never planned on seeing him again, I told him it was alright, but that I hoped he treated his girlfriend a lot nicer. As we got dressed, he seemed so worried that I would tell someone about how rough he had been with me that he wanted to get out of there fast. I obliged him and told him that I would walk home on my own. Being the gentlemen that he was, he had no problem leaving me there in the park in the middle of the night. Good riddance to bad garbage!

As soon as I was sure he was out of ear shot, I began whispering for Joey. When he didn’t answer me or come out, I was pissed that my duty had gone unnoticed. I began peering around the darkness one last time before heading home when all of a sudden a hand went over my mouth from behind. I screamed out a muffled yell and heard Joey telling me that it was him and to be quiet.

“You prick! You scared the hell out of me.”

But instead of laughing, he had a really fixed stare in his eyes.

I asked, “Did you see us then?”

“Yeah, and wow, you really fucked the shit out of him. You’re a fucking porno queen.” And just as my head was swelling from his obvious glee over my performance, he added, “You’re a real little slut, aren’t you?”

I was about to bitch him out for daring to call me that after I had done it for him, but then I realized he had meant it as a compliment. He grabbed at my chest and I jumped back.

“Don’t, they hurt like hell. That fucker nearly ripped them off my chest.”

For the next few minutes we talked like a couple of schoolgirls about how it had been for the both of us. Joey was pissed that he had been so rough with me, but when I told him I didn’t mind because I had done it for him anyway, he simmered sown. Last thing in the world I wanted was my brother going after Danny over something he should know nothing about. Then things really got wild. Joey started molesting me, very easily so as to soothe my pains away, and found out quickly that my crotch had also taken a beating at the hands, or should I say cock, of Danny.

“Too bad, I was hoping to get a shot at you.”

“Sloppy seconds? You would really want to fuck me after another guy already did? I thought that was taboo among you guys?”

“I’m so fucking horny right now I could fuck a goat.”

“Thanks, that says a lot about me.”

But then that look of dominance came over his face and I saw that he really did want me, even as foul as I had to be down there. Despite how sore I was, I wanted him to have his shot at me and wrapped my arms around his neck to invite him. He asked me if I was sure and when I told him his sister would say no, Didi wouldn’t deny his wishes. That was the challenge he needed and ran his hand right into the top of my shorts until I felt his fingers sliding very easily through my labia.

“Isn’t that gross? Are you sure you really want to fuck me?”

“Shut the fuck up, Didi, and get those pants off.”

Alright, so I was learning something new about my brother evidently. I shucked my shorts and warmed right up to him. His fingers worked their way through me very thoroughly before he lifted my leg to his waist. He held me close while he worked his cock up into me and I was in heaven over his gentleness. I guess he had a sensitive side that was protective of me even in this situation. But what happened next left me wondering yet again what secrets I might not know about my loving brother. Out of the corner of my eye and with his head buried into my neck, I saw him bring the fingers that he had just been exploring my pussy with go to his face. At first I thought he was just sniffing them, but I turned just enough to see him licking them. OMG, what was he doing? Was he really tasting me after another guy had dumped his load of semen into me? Don’t get me wrong; not only was I okay with that, but it instantly turned me so fucking horny that I strained as hard as I could to grip my brother’s cock as he gently fucked me. Knowing that that sort of thing turned him on only worked to heighten my zest for a second fucking. Someday I knew I would have to ask him about this, but it certainly wasn’t now.

I had never fucked a guy standing up before and found it very interesting; especially since my brother was going so easy on me. I decided that if he liked tasting my other lover of the night that perhaps he would enjoy me fucking with his mind at the same time. I began telling him all the details of the evening and got very descriptive when I told him about how Danny had fucked me. It clearly drove him nuts and he was soon banging away at me nearly as hard as Danny had done. This time though it was more like he was fucking me, his sister, instead of as the owner of Didi. I was learning there was a very distinct difference in the way he treated the two personas.

I really wanted my brother to enjoy himself, so when I knew he was getting closer to cumming, I really toyed with his head. Thinking of his new fetish with me, I figured he would like it.

“Are you going to piss on your servant when you’re done with me this time?”

Through his grunts and groans, he asked, “You want me to?”

“You own me… what I want has nothing to do with it.”

That pushed him over the edge and he lifted me right onto his hips as he unloaded his balls into me. I wrapped my legs around him and even as he was still ejaculating his final spurts I asked, “Have I pleased you tonight, Master? I tried my best to make you happy.”

When he was able to speak again, he let me know I had been one wild fuck as far as he was concerned. Just to make sure I understood his scale of greatness, I asked, “Better than the fuck Mandy gave you today?”

I was so pleased when he responded with, “That little pig? She couldn’t lick my balls while I fuck you.”

Yes, crude, but very telling to me in a very good way. As he gently let me back to the ground, I thanked him for another wonderful evening, and we were soon on our way home. It finally came up about me possibly getting pregnant and Joey wanted me to promise I would get on the pill. I laughed and told him it was too late. He nearly jumped out of his skin until I told him I had already started them. I had to wait a week, but I had been taking them for several days already. At least he walked me home before going back out to meet his friends. Much more the gentleman than Danny had proven to be.

I snuck into the house and headed for a very badly needed shower. When I was out of my clothes I took a good look at my body parts. Bruises were already coming in all over my boobs and even the sides of my crotch. I could actually see finger marks on the sides of my tiny buds and wondered what Joey would think when he saw them. I didn’t want him to freak out, so I planned on telling him that I liked it rough now and then. Actually, I did like it rough a little, but not to the degree that Danny had put me through. I fell asleep thinking about how I had accomplished the mission that my brother, my owner, had sent me on and how pleased he had seemed with my efforts.

There was still that one thing that stuck in my head though. He had tasted Danny’s sperm, and I was sure of it. Was there something I didn’t know about my brother? How wild would it be to share another guy with my own brother some day? Perhaps, I thought, maybe I should hold him up to the same standard and have him clean me up after I’d fucked some random guy? But that was so much different for a guy. However, then again, a girl can dream, can’t she?

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