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 Lessons from Uncle Gary - Chapter 1 - bro/sis, mf, first, mast, incest,
blackmail

  
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   The following is a work of fiction that contains sexual acts involving
minors.  If this ain't your thing, don't read it. 
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   Dan, at 15 was still a little scrawny, but he'd just signed up for the
wrestling team, and was hoping to start bulking up quick.  He hoped so,
anyway.  His dad was pretty scrawny still, and he was an old man.  His mom,
however, was beautifully proportioned.  Her large round breasts and apple
bottom were not missed by the hormone-riddled teen.  Nor were the budding
feminine charms of his 14 year old sister, Emily.  Her breasts were still
smallish, like peaches instead of his mom's melons, but he assumed they
would one day be just as large.  She was also very beautiful, when she
wasn't being a spoiled brat.  Dan had often masturbated to thoughts of her,
or of their mom.

   "Dan!  Come eat!" mom hollered from down stairs.  It was the first day
of school, Dan's first day as a Sophomore.  Emily was joining him in High
School as a Freshman.  He just hoped he wouldn't have to drive her around
all the time once he got his license.  Somehow, he knew he would.

   Dan ran down the stairs and slid into his seat at the table.  Emily was
already seated, ready for grace.  They joined hands around the table and
Dad started the prayer.  Dan didn't really listen.  Emily, for her first
day in High School, had chosen a pink v-neck tee that cut pretty low.  Dan
could see the tops of her developing breasts as she leaned forward and
bowed her head for the grace.  By the time the prayer had ended, Dan had to
slyly adjust himself under the table.

   They ate quickly and then Dan and Emily had to rush out to catch the bus
down at the corner.  Their house was pretty far from the other houses, just
on the outskirts of town.  The closest neighbors were a quarter of a mile a
way, and so was the bus stop.  It had been lonely for Dan, growing up with
no friends close by.  He occasionally had 'play dates' with friends at his
house, or at theirs.  But most the time it was just he and Emily.  The
upside was that they were pretty close, as siblings go.  Dan looked forward
to getting his license to drive in a few months so that he could finally
have the freedom to hang with friends.  Maybe even have a girlfriend.

   "Wait up, Daniel." Emily hollered from twenty feet behind him.  He
stopped and turned back to the girl.

   "Em, I told you, call me Dan." he whined.

   "Fine, if you stop walking so fast so I can keep up."

   In truth, Dan was a little worried that being seen with his sister would
ruin his reputation and invite ridicule from his friends.  Though, as he
thought about it, he really wasn't popular anyway, so it probably wouldn't
hurt at all.  But, better make sure to show who is in charge.

   "Fine, you can walk by me.  As long as you don't do or say anything
embarrassing."

   "Whatever, you embarrass yourself way more than I ever could."

   With that, Emily passed Dan at as brisk a walking pace as she could
handle, forcing him to catch up to her.

   The two arrived at the bus stop and ended up waiting a few minutes for
it to arrive.  There were no other kids at their stop, and theirs was the
last, so the bus was pretty full when they boarded.  Dan found the only
empty bench left and slid in to the window.  Emily found one of her friends
from Junior High and sat by her.  The two girls were instantly engrossed in
animated girl talk.

   The rest of the school day went by as normal.  All the classes were
boring, just stupid packets full of class rules and 'getting to know you'
garbage.  Dan had wrestling after school, and so Emily was to ride the bus
home without him.  Instead, she showed up at the wrestling practice just as
Dan was pinned to the mat by an older kid.

   "Why aren't you on the bus?" Dan demanded.

   "I couldn't remember which number was ours, so I decided to stay and
walk home with you."

   It was a 5 mile walk, and Dan's plan had been to run it, eventually, for
extra exercise.

   "Ugh...fine."

   I finished practice, changed back into my school clothes, and found
Emily flirting with one of the other wrestlers.

   "Lets go, Em, it's a long walk."



   We set out walking the five mile trek home.  We chatted about classes
and friends as we walked.  It was actually quite nice.

   "Dan, can I ask you something...umm...a little weird?"

   "Sure, Em, ask me anything."

   "Do you....uhhh...think I'm pretty?"

   Dan stopped mid step.  "Whoa, where did that come from?"

   Emily turned around and stared back at her surprised brother.  "Oh, it's
just that, I was wondering if you...er...boys...in general...would think
that I am pretty."

   "Well, you're my sister, Em, I don't know..."

   "So you've never thought of me as pretty?" Emily's eyes looked about to
tear up.

   "No.  No.  No.  You are pretty." he back-peddled.  "It's just that, you
know, your're my sister, so I try not to think of you that way, you know?"

   "So, you weren't looking down my shirt during grace this morning?"

   "Of course not!" Dan tried to lie, but he could see Emily didn't believe
him.  "Okay, fine.  I did look.  I think you are freakin' hot, Em.  If you
weren't my sister, I would totally want to date you.  You happy now?"

   Emily's smile grew wide.  "I knew it!  Did it give you a...ahh...a
boner?" She giggled a little as she said boner.  She'd get her mouth washed
out with soap, and probably grounded, if mom or dad had heard her say that
word.

   "Gosh, Em, you can't ask a guy stuff like that!" Dan's face reddened. 
Emily was still grinning like a cat that caught a mouse.

   "You did, though, didn't you?  I saw you try to hide it after grace."

   "Fine, I did.  I couldn't really see anything, though.  Just the tops of
your...umm..."

   "Boobs?" Emily said with another giggle.  It was another word that would
have landed her in trouble.

   "Gosh, Emily, what has gotten into you."

   "I don't know.  I just, I feel, um..." Emily struggled to explain her
behavior.  Dan reached down and tried to discreetly adjust his growing
erection.  He failed at the discretion part of the maneuver.

   "Oh my God, Dan, do you have a boner again?"

   "Yes!  Dammit!" Dan's face turned even redder.  He turned try and hide
his discomfort.

   "Can I see it?"

   "Wha...no way!"

   "I'll could show you my...uhh...my boobs so it'd be fair...if you
want..." Emily suddenly turned shy, perhaps thinking Dan was really mad at
her.  He was shocked, of course, but soon his brain started working again.

   "Right here?" he asked, looking around them for anyone near by.  They
were standing on a sidewalk in nice little residential neighborhood about
half way to their own house.

   "Well, no." Emily looked around them nervously as well.  "How about in
that grove about a half mile from our house?"

   The grove was a large grouping of trees about 200 yards off the road. 
They had often played there as little kids.  It was technically in their
neighbor's yard, but he'd never stopped them before.  There was even a nice
little clearing in the center of the grove.

   "Sure.  Let's go." Dan and Emily hurried off, making record time for the
remaining 2 miles to get to the grove.  The quickly hopped over the
neighbor's fence and jogged across the field to the grove of trees.

   Breathing a little hard, Dan sat down on the grass in the center of the
grove of trees.  Emily sat down on a log facing him.  The dense grove
effectively hid them from the outside world.

   "So...uh...how do we want to do this?" Emily asked, sounding nervous.

   "Are you sure you still want to?"

   "Yeah.  Do you?"

   "Yeah!"

   "So, how?"

   "I'm not going first."

   "I'm not!"

   "It was your idea!"

   "So?"

   The argument raged for a few minutes, until Dan had an idea.

   "Wait, how about we both turn so our backs are to each other, then we
both take off our clothes, without peeking, and then we'll both turn around
at the same time."

   "Okay.  But...all our clothes?  I was only going to take off my top?"

   "Come on, Em.  If we're going to do it, might as well go all the way. 
I'll take off all of mine too."

   "I guess..."

   They both stood and turned their backs on on another.  There was no
sound but the rustle of clothing as they both disrobed.

   Emily thought she saw some movement through the trees.

   "Dan, I saw something!" The girl was down to bra and panties, while Dan
was already naked and waiting with his back turned.  His head whipped
around to see if he saw anything, and was treated to a back view of his
nearly undressed sister.

   "We're alone.  Don't try to back out now!" Dan's 'boner' was almost
painful as he looked over his sister's panty-clad ass.  If she backed out
now, it would kill him.

   "I...I'm not backing out.  It's just...what if someone is watching us?"

   "No one is watching us, Em.  Come on."

   "Okay."

   Dan watched as Emily stripped off her bra, dropping it to the pile of
clothes beside her.  The he almost came when her tight little ass came into
view as she pulled down her panties.  He thought he saw some of her vagina
as well as she bent over, but couldn't be sure.

   "Okay, I'm ready.  Are you, Dan?"

   "I sure am.  On the count of 3?"

   "Okay."

   In unison they counted to 3.  Dan and Emily turned around.  Emily turned
slowly, with her hands covering her chest and crotch.  Dan whipped around
quickly, his hard dick slapping against his thigh.

   "No fair, you can't cover up!" Dan complained.  Emily, however, was
beyond hearing.  She stared wide eyed at the first erection she'd ever
seen. A few weeks ago, she'd baby sat for the a neighbor with a 3 year old
boy.  He'd decided that he wanted to run around the house naked, and she
had seen his little dick.  Perhaps that is where all of this had started.
She had certainly though much more about boys, particularly about Dan,
since that day.

   In a daze, her hands dropped to her sides, giving Dan his first look at
a real female body.  Her peach sized breasts were cone shaped, with a
slight bulge at the bottom, and topped with puffy pink nipples that stood
out like pencil erasers, though a bit larger around.  There was only a
little bit of hair between the girls legs, but still enough to hide her
slit in shadow.  Dan was pretty well endowed for a boy his age.  His 5 inch
long cock was also relatively big around, and a respectable patch of dark
hairs shrouded the base.

   They both stared at one another's body for several long moments. 
Finally, they both started to wake up a little from the trance.

   "Um...I guess we better get dressed." Emily said shyly covering herself
again.

   "Okay." Dan replied, turning around to look for his clothes.



   "I have a better idea." came a strange male voice from in the trees.

   Dan and Emily both jumped nearly out of their skin.  Emily grabbed up
her shirt and held it in front of her as she tried to frantically figure
out her clothes.  Dan yanked on his jeans, sans underwear and scrambled for
more.

   "Stop right there, kids." The voice was stern now, and a older man,
perhaps in his mid fifties stepped out of the trees, camera in hand.  Dan
and Emily stopped and turned to the man.

   "Please, sir, we're sorry!" Emily pleaded.  "Please let me get dressed
and we'll go."

   "You two are the Johnson kids from down the road, ain't ya?"

   "Y-y-yes." stammered Dan.  Emily started to cry.

   "Well, looks to me like you two are in a bit of a bind, if you don't
want your God-fearing parents to see the pictures I took of the two of you.

   "Oh, god!" sobbed Emily.  The words "I'm so dead." kept running through
Dan's mind as he stood frozen, staring at the man.

   "Oh, no need to cry, young lady.  I'm sure I can be persuaded to forget
the whole thing."

   Sniffle.  "You would do that?" Sniffle.

   "Of course, young lady.  Not for free, of course."

   "But we don't have any money." she pleaded.

   "Oh, I don't want your pocket change.  You two are going to help me make
a LOT of money."

   "H-h-h-how?" Emily stammered.

   "Why don't you two throw on them clothes, then follow me."

   As Dan and Emily started to dress he added "Leave the under things here.
You can come back for them later."

   Glancing fearfully at each other, the two teens dressed.  Emily left her
bra and panties on the tree stump, wearing only her shirt, jeans and shoes.
Dan's boxers were left in the grass.

   "Come on in, kids." the man said.  Both Dan and Emily recognized him as
their neighbor, who they had seen several times, but never really talked
to, since he lived quite a ways a way, and their parents kept them pretty
isolated.  They followed the man into his house.  "Have a seat right
there." He indicated a large leather couch.

   The two teens sat nervously on the couch.  The man left the room, and
came back a few minutes later with a couple of glasses of, what appeared to
be, some kind of cola.  He also had a beer.  He passed the two glasses to
the teens and sat in a armchair across from them.  He eyed them for a
moment, then took a swig of beer.

   "So, you kids could be in a lot of trouble here.  Not only with your
parents, but with the police.  And imagine what your friends at school
would think if they knew the kind of things you two do together."

   Dan and Emily looked fearfully at the man, occasionally glancing at one
another.

   "Oh, God!  Please don't tell anyone!" Emily pleaded.  "We'll do
anything!" Dan nodded his agreement.

   "I know you will, sweetheart.  I know you will." He chuckled a little as
he said it.  "Don't waste my Pepsi.  Drink up."

   Neither teen had ever had Pepsi, or any caffeinated drink, as their
religious upbringing didn't allow for it.  But, they both felt now that
they couldn't refuse.  So, with timid, encouraging glances at each other,
they both raised their glass to their lips and took a sip.  Then another.
The man watched as they both drank slowly from the glasses.  He smiled
pleasantly as they drank.  Once the glasses were half empty, he started
again.

   "Lets talk about what you two owe me for my silence.  I think you will
find I am letting you off pretty easy, considering I won't ask you to do
anything you weren't doing anyway.  The only difference is, I get to film
it all."

   "What do you mean?" Dan asked, his glass nearly empty now.

   "I mean, you two will remove each other's clothes and explore each
other's bodies, while I film the whole thing.  Then you can go home as
though nothing ever happened."

   "Wha...what are you going to do with the vi...video?" Emily nervously
asked.

   "The same thing I'm going to do with the pictures I've already taken of
you two.  I'll sell them.  Also, if you two give me trouble, I will give
them to your friends, family, and anyone else who's ever met you."

   "That's blackmail!" Dan said.

   "Yes.  It is." The man said with a smile.  Seeing the two empty glasses,
"Okay, we're ready.  Lets get started."

   He stood up and beckoned for the two to follow.  He went down into the
basement and stopped in a large room with white walls and lots of lights.
In the center of the room as a big mattress with silky looking sheets on
it. There was also a couch against one wall, and a large professional
looking camera on a tripod.  Against another wall was a large chest with
the top closed.

   As they walked into the room, and realized what it was, they began to
relax a little bit.  Both of them realized at nearly the same time that
they were no longer as scared as they had been.  They, perhaps, even
started to look forward to it.  Little did they know that the drinks they
had were more than just Pepsi.  The man had laced them both with a little
something extra.  Something to make them a little more willing.  He could
see from their faces that the drug was starting to work.  Soon, they would
both be begging for it.  He chuckled to himself as he went to the camera
and started getting it ready.

   "Okay, I need you two over on the couch."

   They went obediently to the couch and sat.  For some reason, Dan decided
to hold Emily's hand, and when he clasped her hand tightly in his, she
squeezed his back just as tightly.

   "Nice.  Now, I'm going to ask you two some questions.  You will answer
honestly, or else I send my pictures out to everyone.  Got it?"

   The two nodded that they understood.

   "Good.  Lets start with you, boy.  What's your name?"

   "Dan."

   "How old are you?"

   "Fifteen."

   "Do you have a girlfriend?"

   "No."

   "Have you ever had sex?"

   "Err...no."

   "Have you masturbated?"

   "Uhhh..."

   "Be honest."

   "Yes."

   "Yes, what?"

   "Yes, I've masturbated."

   "How often?"

   "Once or twice a day."

   "Who do you think about when you masturbate?"

   "Please, don't make m..."

   "STOP!  You will answer and you will answer honestly, or else!" the man
barked at Dan.  Dan cringed back on the couch as though he'd been hit.

   "Okay...I...uhhh...think mostly of...uhh...Emily.  Sometimes of my mom,
I guess." Dan hid his face in his hands of embarrassment at the revelation.

   "Is this Emily, next to you?"

   "Yes."

   "Who is she to you?"

   "She's my little sister."

   "Excellent.  Thank you for being honest, Dan." The man smiled warmly. 
"Now, your turn, young lady.  What is your name?"

   "Emily."

   "And how old are you?"

   "Thirteen."

   "Do you have a boyfriend?"

   "No."

   "Have you ever had sex?"

   "No."

   "Have you masturbated?"

   "No."

   "Are you lying to me?"

   "No, I swear!"

   "Okay, I believe you.  Thank you for being honest." With a broad grin,
he motioned for them to stand.  "Stand up now please."

   Dan and Emily stood slowly, still holding tightly to the other's hand.

   "Dan, take off Emily's shirt for her."

   "But..."

   "Do it, now."

   "It's okay, Dan." Emily encouraged.

   Slowly, Dan reached over and grabbed the lower hem of Emily's t-shirt.
As he started to lift, Emily raised her hands above her head.  Though Dan
was already semi-aroused, as Emily's perfect breasts came into view, he
instantly hardened fully.

   He dropped the pink shirt to the floor between them.

   "Good.  Emily, do the same for Dan."

   Emily lifted Dan's t-shirt up and off, dropping it on top of her own
shirt.  The topless teens faced each other.  Dan's eyes glued to Emily's
firm breasts.  Her nipples stood out from her coned breasts, her areolas
crinkled in arousal.

   "Have you ever touched a tit before, Dan?"

   "No, sir."

   "Well, now's your chance.  Please familiarize yourself with your
sister's tits."

   Dan hesitated.

   "Now!"

   Slowly, the boy reached up with his free hand and placed it on her young
breast.

   "Caress it."

   He moved his hand around, lightly caressing first one breast, then the
other.

   "Pinch her nipples."

   Dan lightly pinched a nipple between his fingers.

   "Ahh..." Emily gasped.

   "God!  Did I hurt you?"

   "No...it felt...nice." Emily sighed.

   "Continue." The man demanded.

   Dan reached up and pinched her nipple again.  Again, she sighed.  He
began to knead her young breasts, then tweaking a nipple, trying to give
Emily more and more pleasure.

   "Now, lean in and kiss her."

   Dean leaned forward until his lips met hers.  It was like an electric
shock through their bodies.  The kiss was soft and innocent at first, their
lips closed chastely.  But as he kneaded her breast, moans escaped her
lips, and their mouths slowly opened.  Soon, tongues dueled as they
passionately kissed, Dan's hands now both working furiously on Emily's
budding breasts.  Her hands rubbed up and down his bare back.  The two
became lost in the lust and love they felt for each other.

   Then the man spoke again, bringing them back to where they were.

   "Excellent, now kiss her tits, Dan.  Kneel down.  That's right.  Emily,
crouch down a little until Dan can get his mouth...yeah, right there.  Now,
suck her nipple.  Harder."

   "Mmmmmmmmmm." Emily moaned as Dan sucked her nipple.

   "Bite it, not too hard."

   "Mmmmmmmmmm." She moaned again.

   "Good, now, Dan, keep sucking those nipples, and take off your sister's
pants."

   Dan's hand released the breast he wasn't sucking on and slid down her
flat belly to the button of her jeans.  After a few moments, with nipple
still in mouth, he's undone the button and zipper and was sliding them down
her legs.  As her young virgin cunt was revealed, the room was suddenly
filled with the sweet, musky scent of her arousal.  Somehow, Dan instantly
knew what the smell was, and loved it.

   The tight jeans got stuck at about her knees.  The man instructed Emily
to sit on the couch.  Once she was seated on the couch, Dan lifted her legs
in the air and whipped her jeans the rest of the way off.

   "Emily, with both hands, play with your tits.  Good.  Now, spread your
legs as wide as you can.  Dan, move over for a second.  Good.  Now, Emily,
keep one hand up working on your tits, and move the other down to your
cunt."

   "To my what?"

   "Your cunt.  Snatch.  Pussy.  Between your legs, girl."

   "Oh."

   Emily's hand slid down to her wet folds between her legs.

   "God!  Did I pee?" she exclaimed as she felt the wetness.

   "No, girly, you're just turned on and ready for sex."

   "Oh."

   "Now, feel around those pussy lips, darlin'.  Good.  Slide your finger
up and down the slit.  Nice, just like that."

   Dan watched in awe as Emily fingered her pussy, her light patch of hair
just above her slit was wet and matted, a dark stain was spreading on the
soft couch beneath her.

   "Good, Emily.  You feel that little nub there, right at the top of your
slit.  Yeah, right there.  Rub right there."

   Emily gasped as she found and rubbed her protruding clit.  She rubbed it
harder and faster.  Soon her hips were bucking into her hand and she was
moaning and gasping in earnest.  After a few more minutes, her hips thrust
into the air and she screamed, her hand still working furiously on her
clit, but otherwise she seemed frozen, paralyzed with her back arched and
screaming.  A stream of clear liquid shot out of her spasming vagina,
arching like a stream of pee to puddle a few feet in front of her.  But, it
did end, and her body crashed down onto the couch, her fingers still
lightly running through her pussy lips, her other hand still kneading her
nipple gently.

   "My god, girl.  You're a squirter.  And you just had your first orgasm.
Congratulations.  Dan, take off those pants of yours.  The fun isn't over
yet."

   Dan quickly stripped off his jeans, now as naked as his little sister,
who was still laying on the couch, totally out of it.

   "Get in there between your sister's legs and start licking, boy."

   Dan rushed in, pushing his sister's hand out of the way and started
lapping at her drenched lips.  She moaned, but didn't push him a way.  The
boy licked all over his young sister's cunt, up and down her slit.  He
remembered that the nub at the top is what gave her the most pleasure, so
soon he was focusing mostly on that spot.  He licked and nibbled the girl's
clit, and soon had her hips thrusting into his mouth.  At first Dan found
it hard to keep contact with his sister's tasty pussy as her hips bucked
wildly, but her hands grabbed the back of head and held him steady as she
built up to the second orgasm of her life.  Her legs moved up and were
draped over the boy's shoulders as she bucked, and when the orgasm finally
hit, her hips thrust up, with her thighs clamping together around Dan's
head, locking his mouth over her squirting vagina.  She unloaded a stream
of her juices right into his mouth, which he greedily swallowed.  Finally,
her scream ended, her body again relaxed, releasing Dan from the vice of
her legs.  The boy fell back, gasping for breath.

   "That was amazing." Dan said.

   "Mm-hmm." Emily dreamily agreed.

   "Sit up, Emily.  Your poor brother needs your help."

   Emily groggily sat up on the couch.

   "Dan, stand in front of your baby sister and put that cock of yours in
her pretty little mouth."

   Dan did as he was told.  He stepped up to Emily and pushed his rigid
member between her welcoming lips.

   "Good.  Now you suck him off good, girl, like you were eating a
popsicle."

   Emily started to lick and slurp at her big brothers hard cock in her
mouth.  It was Dan's turn to moan and gasp as his cock got the best
treatment it's ever had.  Soon, his hips began to buck, and he grabbed
Emily's hair, pulling her head tight into his thrusting crotch.

   "Oh, god, Em!  I'm going to shoot!" Dan warned, giving he girl a chance
to pull away.  She didn't, however, and Dan started pumping his teen seed
into her mouth.  As he did pull out, on final spurt of cum landed on her
chin.  She quickly wiped it up into her mouth with her finger.

   Dan popped down on the couch next to his naked sister, both of them
looked exhausted, but happy.

   "Look at the time, kids.  You need to get home now, if you want to be on
time for dinner.  We'll have to finish this tomorrow."

   "Finish?" Dan asked.

   "Yeah.  We aren't done yet.  Not by a long shot.  Get dressed and get
home.  Be back here tomorrow.  Or else."

   At this point the threat was no longer necessary.  Both teens had every
intention of coming back.



   Dan and Emily dressed in the clothes they had, their underwear still in
the grove of trees.  The shirts had been sprayed a little bit by Emily's
squirting orgasm, but they figured they'd dry before they got home, since
they had to walk half a mile still.

   The got home just as dinner was ready.  Emily and Dan went to work
setting the table.  They tried not to let on that anything had happened. 
But as soon as grace was over, their mom asked: "What took you two so long
getting home?  Your dad and I started to worry."

   "Oh, uh, wrestling went longer than I thought it would.  And Em is kind
of a slow walker, you know."

   "So are you always going to be getting home this late now?"

   Dan and Emily looked at each other, then answered in unison.  "Yes."

  
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