Author: wolfcub Title: Brother First Summary: A teen-aged girl takes her little brother's virginity. Keywords: fb 1st inc preg? Margot's favorite pastime was messing with people--and her best friend, Emily, was as valid a target as anyone. In fact, Margot's piece de resistance had come at Emily's expense. It had started a few weeks ago, when Emily's parents were away for the weekend, and she had had to take her 11-year-old brother, James, to his dive meet. Emily didn't mind. James thought the world of his big sister, so he never caused her any trouble or grief, and he was always eager to do whatever she asked of him. She had roped Margot into going with her, and to make her pay, Margot had done her best to embarrass Emily by making risque comments about the male divers and their skimpy swimsuits in an overly-loud voice. She had particularly gone on about James. "Is that last year's swimsuit? It looks small on him. It does show off his adorable little butt, though--and check out that bulge in front!" The following weekend, when Margot was over at their house to swim, she had razzed James about it. "Okay, James, fess up! For two years, I've been coming to your house to swim, and I've always seen you in those long, baggy, board shorts. Last week, I find out you spend your weekends showing off your bod in that skimpy little Speedo. What gives? Why have you been holding out on me?" James blushed and pretended to be engrossed in the hotdog and potato chips on the paper plate in front of him. He had learned that, sometimes, it was best to just ignore Margot. "Hey, stud, I'm talkin' to you!" Just ignore her. "Is it because you're afraid you might get a woody when you see me in my bikini, and there'll be no place for it to go, so it'll stick out the top of your swimsuit?" Other times, she wasn't going to go away until she found a button that worked. "Margot!" Emily tried to intervene, but James knew Margot wouldn't be deterred. "It's just for diving," James explained, hoping it would be enough, but knowing it wouldn't. Surprisingly, Margot backed off. "Well, kiddo, you look really good in it," she said in a friendly, cheerful voice. "I want to see you in it the next time I'm over here. If I ever see you in those lousy board shorts, again, I'm gonna strip them off you and make you go nude." James wasn't sure whether Margot was serious, but he decided he'd have to stop swimming with his sister and her friends--which was a shame because he really enjoyed hanging out with them--especially when they were wearing their skimpy, string bikinis. Two weeks later, school was out. It was ten o'clock, and James had only just gotten out of bed. He was sitting at the bar, in boxers and a t-shirt, eating a bowl of cereal, when Margot, Jeanette, and Kaylee arrived. Margot started on him straight away. "Hey, squirt! You're swimming with us, right?" "Hey, Margot," James said, weakly. "I don't know. I just got up, and I'm having breakfast. Maybe later." Margot was having none of it. "Oh, come on! I told Jeanette and Kaylee what a hot bod you have, and they want to see you in your Speedo, too." She walked around behind him, placed her mouth close to his ear on the side away from the other girls, and whispered, "Don't worry: just go in the bathroom, and spank that little monkey of yours, and it'll stay down long enough so you can get into the water." James turned red and almost choked on his cereal. He could feel his penis starting to tingle, and he knew it would soon be stiff. James loved the way Margot smelled. She smelled like a girl, and the combination of her scent and close proximity was getting him excited. He knew it wasn't going to go down any time soon, and he also knew it would be impossible to hide in the swimsuit Margot was insisting he wear. Margot reached around James and gave his half-hard penis a playful squeeze through his boxers. "I could spank it for you, if you want." James' eyes got big as saucers. Margot smiled and gave him a wink before walking away and leading the other girls outside to the pool. As she reached the sliding glass doors, she turned back toward James. "I think ten minutes is enough. If you're not out by then, we'll come get you." Once outside, Jeanette and Kaylee started giggling. Emily looked irritated. "What did you say to my little brother? He looked like he was going to wet his shorts!" "Probably," Margot answered, "But not by peeing in them." She gave Emily a devilish grin. "You're incorrigible!" "Oh, give me a break! He's your brother, so you must be doing him. I'm just teasing him a little." "What do you mean, 'doing him'?" "He's almost twelve, Emily. I bet you started doing him after he went through that growth spurt just before Christmas, right? Was that it? You gave him a very special Christmas present?" Emily was genuinely confused, but when she finally caught Margot's meaning, she blushed. Margot noticed. "Don't be embarrassed! There's a time-honored tradition of sisters doing their brothers. Josh took my virginity when I was twelve and he was fourteen. We did it through most of middle school. By the time I got to high school, he had a girlfriend, and I got a boyfriend right away, so we haven't done it in a few years, but it was wonderful being each other's first lovers." "Margot, you're a freak," Emily said, thinking that Margot must be putting her on, but having just enough doubt to be embarrassed. "Who's the freak? Kaylee started doing Carter when he was twelve." Emily looked at Kaylee, who nodded, and said, "Maybe it's because you're five years older than James. Carter's just a year younger than me, so we've always been pretty close. Once the hormones kicked in, it was natural to experiment with each other." Jeanette weighed in. "That may be it, Kaylee. Since Robby and I are twins, we've always bathed together and slept together and changed clothes together. My mom said I became fascinated with his penis at age two, and I was always fiddling with it. "She has a picture of the two of us naked in the back yard when we were, like, three. Robby has a little woody, and I'm squatting in front of him, poking the tip with my finger. Robby has a big smile on his face, like he's loving it. "Christmas, when we were ten, we were staying at our grandparents' with all our aunts, uncles, and cousins. Robby and I ended up in a sleeping bag, together, on the floor of their den. Robbie was just wearing boxers, and I had on a t-shirt--with nothing on underneath!" Jeanette giggled. "After some tossing and turning and squirming around, the t-shirt rode up, and Robby's woody came poking out of the fly of his boxers. It wasn't long before I had one leg over him, and he was humping me as we both laid on our sides. "After that, we usually found a way to have sex with each other two or three times a week. Like Margot and Josh, we pretty much stopped after we got to high school, but we still do it every couple of months, or so." "I'd do Carter, again, if he asked, but we don't talk about it," Kaylee added. "Yeah, I'd probably do Josh, too," Margot said, thoughtfully, "But we don't talk about it, either. It's like it's really something special between us, and we'd just ruin it by talking about it." Emily was shocked by her friends' confessions. She still wasn't sure she wanted to have sex with a boy her own age. Having sex with her five-year-younger brother was unthinkable. Margot noticed the look on Emily's face. "Emily, we all know that you aren't doing it with anyone our age, but we assumed that you were at least doing it with James. Are you really still a virgin at sixteen?" Emily wasn't embarrassed to be a virgin. She was a romantic, and she fantasized about how wonderful and special her first time would be. She didn't want it spoiled by picking the wrong guy just to get it over with. Before Emily could open her mouth, Margot preempted yet another Prince Charming sermon. "And don't give me that romantic jibber jabber. Nothing's more romantic than giving your virginity to someone you grew up with, played with, went on family camping trips with, fought with, cried with, suffered grandparents with, and conspired against parents with." Margot caught a glimpse of James on the other side of the glass doors. In a hushed voice, she said to Emily, "See? I told you!" James had been standing on the other side of the glass for quite some time, not wanting to go outside, but also not sure whether Margot had been joking about coming to get him. His sister would try to protect him, for sure, but Margot usually got her way with Emily. Now that Margot had spotted him, he knew he had no choice. At least his woody had gone down. Margot knew that this was absolutely the wrong time to tease James. She had pressured him into doing something he obviously didn't want to do. Further pressure would send him running to his room, crying--and making an 11-year-old boy cry was beyond cruel. Just play it cool. "James!" she warmly greeted him, after he had opened the door. "Why don't you show Jeanette and Kaylee some of those low board dives you were doing at the competition?" She turned to the girls. "It's too bad you can't see him from a high board. It's really amazing, but the low board dives are cool, too. I never realized the little squirt was so athletic!" James tried to pretend like the girls weren't there--the way he shut out the crowd at a competition. He focused on his dive, and after he broke the surface, the seemingly-sincere applause from the girls chased away some of his nervousness. When he had completed his repertoire, he climbed out of the pool and walked over to the girls. Emily had a towel for him. He had almost forgotten that he was wearing the skimpy swimsuit. Almost. Margot had been right: He was worried about getting a woody. He never got them at dive meets, but for about the last year or so, he almost always got them when Emily's friends came over. Fortunately, he didn't have one, now. Margot detected the change in James' mood and went back on the offensive. "See? We've been sitting hear admiring your cute little tush and your respectable little bulge, and you have yet to die of embarrassment!" James blushed, but only a little. Margot got up and walked around behind James. She took the towel from him and tossed it on the lounge chair. She placed her hands on his shoulders and guided him to turn so that his backside was toward the other girls. "See, girls? Don't you just love the way a little butt crack peeks out from the top of this swimsuit?" James tried to twist away from Margot, but she pulled him back towards her, hugging him against her body with a hand on each of his wrists." "And check out the way the front of the suit lifts up his package and makes a nice little lump. I like the way it outlines his junk when the suit's wet." James squirmed, but Margot had him trapped. Plus, rubbing against her body gave him that tingle that warned him that a woody was imminent. He tried to hold still. "James is afraid his little penis will get stiff and pop out the top of his suit." James' embarrassment turned to annoyance at her use of the word "little." "It's not that little," he complained, in a sullen voice. "Oh, sweetie, I didn't mean it was little for a boy your age, but we all have a pretty good idea of just how small it is in that wet swimsuit of yours. I'll tell you what: To apologize for hurting your feelings, and to thank you for being so nice in showing us your dives--and your body," she added with emphasis, "We'll let you put sunscreen on us. We're going to start sunbathing topless so we can get rid of our tan lines." James swallowed hard. Margot let him go. To prove that she was serious, she turned her back to him and said, "Just pull one of the strings, honey." James didn't have to be told twice. Without a thought, his hand just automatically reached for the tie on her back and pulled. Margot removed the top and turned around, and James was looking at two, perfectly round and firm teenaged breasts. Actually, her bikini top was so skimpy that he really wasn't seeing much more than he usually did, but there was something magical about completely bare, naked breasts. Emily gave Jeanette and Kaylee a shocked looked. Jeanette and Kaylee looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, then removed their own tops. Margot saw that Emily had no intention of following suit. "Oh, come on, Emily! I'm sure James has seen you naked, before. I bet he's walked in on you in the bathroom at least twice in the past month alone. Or do you walk around the house topless after your shower?" James spoke up. "I haven't seen her topless since she was twelve. She didn't have breasts, then." "When did you see me topless?" "You used to go topless all the time--until your breasts started to grow." "You were six! You remember that?" "I was seven, and yes, I do. I remember you giving me baths when I was four." Margot pounced on that comment. "Did she wash your little penis really good?" James blushed in a way that implied there had been some kind of handling going on. Margot smiled, and inquired, "She doesn't wash it anymore, does she?" "Margot! You're impossible! Stop teasing my little brother!" "I'm not teasing him; I'm teasing you! Now, I promised James he could put sunscreen on us." She reached into her bag, which she had earlier dropped by one of the lounge chairs. She pulled out a bottle and handed it to James. James was so nervous that he was trembling. "Go ahead, sweetie. It's okay." James squirted some of the liquid onto the finger tips of his right hand, then tentatively reached for Margot. Suddenly, he realized that he wasn't sure just wear he was supposed to put the sunscreen. Margot gently took his hand and guided it to her left breast. James was in heaven. He was actually touching the naked breast of a seventeen-year-old girl. A hot seventeen-year-old girl! He felt his penis stiffening, but he didn't care. He was having too much fun to be worried about who saw what. By the time he had finished putting sunscreen on Jeanette and Kaylee, his penis was so stiff that it ached. Next, James gave his sister a "What do we do, now?" look. She returned it with a "You better not!" look, but that almost immediately changed to "Oh, why not?" She removed her top. "Okay, little brother. You're a good kid. If you want to feel up your big sister, I suppose I can let you do that." James blushed, but he didn't hesitate to take her up on her offer. Emily was surprised by how exciting she found her brother's touch. As his hand glided over her breasts, she thought about the silent exchange they had just had. They did that a lot. It amazed her, sometimes, how much information the two of them could exchange without saying a word out loud. They did it in front of their parents all the time. She started to think that maybe Margot was right: Maybe taking her brother's virginity--and giving him hers--would be romantic. She did love him--and James adored her. Sometimes it was scary how much he looked up to her--especially when he had been younger. It had become less intense since he had turned nine, but it was still there. Margot came up behind James and took the bottle of sunscreen from him, breaking the trance that he and Emily had been in. She tossed it on the lounge chair, then wrapped one arm around his body. With her free hand, she gave his woody a firm squeeze. James flinched, but he didn't protest. "See? It didn't pop out. It's still safely tucked away inside your swimsuit." James' penis was pointed off to his left. His swimsuit was just able to contain it. He wasn't at all embarrassed that Margot was stroking it. His mind was in a fog from the strange new sensations he was experiencing. He didn't resist when she reached into the front of his suit and pulled on the drawstring. He didn't resist when she pulled down the front of the suit and his woody sprung out, bouncing a few times in the process. Instead of trying to stop her when she tugged on the suit, he let it fall to his ankles and stepped out of it without being asked. Still behind him, Margot began fondling James' testicles with her left hand as she slowly stroked his penis with her right. His breathing became loud and deep. When she was concerned that he might cum, she let go of him and stepped back. The groan from James made her smile. "So, girl friend, are you gonna let your best friend get to him first, or are you going to share in the moment that he'll remember for the rest of his life?" Emily considered her brother's nude body. He was incredibly handsome. He was beginning to show the muscular build of an athletic teenager, but he still had the cute face, unblemished skin, and hairless body of a pre-teen boy. His testicles had enlarged, somewhat, but they were still held up close to his body in a tight sack of thick skin. His four inches of slim, perfectly straight and round penis pointed up at a 45 degree angle. Emily couldn't imagine a single thing she'd change. The best part was that inside this perfect body was the brother that she dearly loved. She remembered being excited when her mother was pregnant with him. She remembered holding him in her lap when he was born. She remembered diapering him, and bathing him, and sitting with her mother when she fed him at her breast. She thought of all the good times they had had--curled up on the sofa together watching TV, snuggling in bed together reading a book, falling asleep leaning against one another in the back seat of their parents' car on a long drive home--and she realized that there was no one--could be no one--she would rather give her virginity to than her adorable little brother. She pulled one of the ties on her bikini bottoms and let them fall to the ground. She smiled at the look on James' face. The only hesitation concerned whether she should lead him to the privacy of her bed or take him here and now in front of her friends. Emily was certain that Margot would want her turn with him when she was done; she wasn't certain that she would let her. Did she want her sexy brother all to her self, or would it be exciting to share him with her friends? She was undecided, but to keep her options open, Emily took James' hand and laid down on the lounge chair, spreading her legs and inviting him into her. She pulled her brother on top of her and had to use her hand to guide his penis to the proper place. She experienced a sense of wonder as his penis slid into her body. James knew about sex. His parents had talked to him about sex. He had learned about sex at school. He had looked at pictures and watched videos on the Internet. He had, several times, watched squirrels mating in the trees near his house, and he had even happened upon a pair of stray dogs, once. But the actual experience was nothing like he had imagined. It had always been abstract. Something that he saw other people doing, but he could never quite picture himself doing it. He thought it would be like masturbating; it wasn't. As his sister guided his penis into her vagina, it was as if their minds were joining together as well as their bodies. He fit her perfectly--as if his penis and her vagina were made for each other. Instinctively, he began thrusting--slowly, at first, then with increasing speed. James became lost in the sensations. Nothing else existed in the world--just he and his sister. They hugged each other closely. Not only was his penis rubbing inside his sister's vagina, but their entire bodies were grinding against one another. He became aware of grunting sounds, but he wasn't quite sure if they were coming from himself, his sister, or both. Their passion built to a crescendo of sight, sound, smell, and touch. With each thrust, he pushed harder against his sister, trying to get even deeper inside her. She pushed back, spreading her legs wider, trying to help him get deeper. Then it hit him. It came like a surge of energy from his loins, flowing out through his penis, into his sister's body, then up through her body, filling it, then bursting out and engulfing them both. He felt his penis kick and jerk, and with each kick came a strong pulse of energy. Emily felt her vagina tug on her brother's penis with short, sharp contractions. She had fought to get him more deeply inside her. Now, her vagina was milking his penis, encouraging it to give up every drop of life-giving fluid it had to offer. With each tug, she felt it pulse and felt a splash inside her vagina. It seemed to go on forever, but eventually, there were no more splashes. A few more futile tugs, and her vagina was still. She gradually became aware of her brother's warm, sweaty body pressed on top of her own. He was gasping for breath, as was she. She smelt the sweat of their bodies mingling, felt the pounding of their hearts. As their breathing return to normal, they both laughed. James got a sheepish look on his face and started to climb off Emily, but she wrapped her arms and legs around him and held him in place. He relaxed and seemed content to just lie on top of her. His penis had already softened and slipped out of her vagina. She felt his fluid start to leak out of her. She was surprised by how much there seemed to be. She knew her brother masturbated. She had caught him--although he was unaware of it--on more than one occasion. Judging by the tissues she found in the wastebasket of the bathroom they shared, she knew he was ejaculating--she just hadn't expected so much of it. She also realized that she hadn't given any thought as to what to do when he did ejaculate. She had just let him cum inside her. She hadn't any choice, really. She was too caught up in the experience to do anything but let nature take its course. She hadn't just had sex with her brother--she had mated with him. She had also made love to him--and he to her. It was every bit what she had hoped for her first experience--and more. Regardless, it seemed right to have let him cum inside her. Besides, what were the chances of her getting pregnant their first time? She thought about that for a moment. The idea of being pregnant with her brother's child appealed to her. She tried to reject that thought. At her age, she shouldn't be pregnant with anyone's child, and at any age, she certainly shouldn't be pregnant with her brother's child. However, she couldn't shake the warm, pleasant feeling that accompanied the thought that her little brother's sperm were swimming through her body in search of an egg, and--if she had one waiting--would shortly create a new life that would grow inside her. Soon, reality settled upon her. She was lying naked, outside, on a lounge chair, next to her pool, with her brother's semen leaking from her vagina as her friends sat around her, smiling. She unwrapped herself from her brother and gave him a gentle pat on his naked butt. He climbed off her and sat by her feet. Margot was the first to talk. "So, James. How does it feel to no longer be a virgin?" James smiled, but he couldn't find any words. "Well, Emily, was it the romantic dream you hoped it would be?" Emily looked James directly in the eyes. "I couldn't imagine exchanging virginities with anyone else. You were great, little brother." James beamed. "You two were crazy!" Margot exclaimed. "Makes me wish my first time had been with my brother." Emily gave Margot a puzzled look. Margot ignored her. "I wonder if it would be the same at our age, now? Maybe not, since we wouldn't be each other's first." Emily scowled, then looked to Jeanette. "Oh, we bathed together and slept together--and even fooled around together--but I'd never let Robby put his cock in me." "With Carter? Seriously?" Kaylee answered Emily's glare. "I mean, I love him, and all, and he's pretty cool--for a little brother--but let him hump me? No way!" Emily realized that she had been had. She had fallen hook, line, and sinker for Margot's ploy--and she didn't regret it one bit. ----- If you enjoyed this story (or any of my other stories), I would appreciate a quick comment. Thanks! https://secure.asstr.org/cgi-bin/ah_feedback.cgi?id=KYKADDHQSDHAFCAVRWRM