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This story contains sex. Do not read this story if sex
offends you, freaks you out, or makes you wet the bed.
If you are under the age of 18 and read this story, I 
will get you. I know where you live. Expect it most when
you expect it least.
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		   MY BROTHER’S GIRL
	
		     Chapter Four


	The rest of that day passed very slowly,
especially since I spent most of it in the Principal’s
office bleeding into a paper towel. My nose ached and 
I was probably going to have a black eye, but the 
worst part about it was going to be explaining what 
had prompted me to jump two guys and start socking on 
‘em. 
	They were upperclassmen, probably juniors, and 
I’d heard them talking as I passed in the hall. I 
wasn’t sure, but I think that they probably raised 
their voices to make sure that I could hear what they 
were saying. I don’t remember exactly what they said, 
but I do remember hearing the words "Tammy" and 
"fucking whore" in the same sentence. 
	I’m not normally an aggressive guy, but 
something just seemed to snap. I was as surprised as 
anyone when I turned around and decked the guy. He 
didn’t look like he’d expected me to do anything, and 
I clocked him pretty good. My success was short-lived, 
however, as his buddy frowned and punched me in the 
nose. He didn’t break it, but it hurt like hell and 
made my eyes start watering.
	From then on it was pretty much just me getting 
worked until we were broken up a few seconds later. 
After being dragged to the office and calming down a 
little, I started to feel bad. Not about the fact that 
I’d just gotten my ass kicked, that was really no big 
deal, but from the fact that my parents were probably 
going to find out about Tammy and me.
	When the principal walked in, he sat down behind 
his desk and regarded me with the stern, unreadable 
expression that all authority figures seem to have.  
	"I think I have some idea as to what this is all 
about," he said, after a few uncomfortable moments of 
silence. "There have been some ugly rumors going 
around today, haven’t there?"
	I kept quiet, staring down at the gold plaque on 
his desk and probably looking as pathetic as I felt.
	"What happens outside of school is your 
business," he said, leaning back in his chair. "But 
getting in a fight won’t solve anything. I don’t know 
if any of these stories are true, so I’m not going to 
mention anything about them to your parents." 
	I felt like sighing with relief, but he wasn’t 
finished yet.  
	"I’ll leave that for you to explain when they 
come to get you. I’ve already called them at work."
	Great. Even if I lied about how the fight had 
started, I was still going to be grounded for a month. 
Tammy would no doubt hear about what had happened, and 
I hoped that she wouldn’t be upset. She already had 
enough grief without me doing something stupid like 
this. 

	My mom was pretty worried, and she kept asking 
me if I was okay all the way home. My dad seemed a 
little mad, but not nearly as much as I’d expected. I 
told them that the two guys had been picking on 
somebody and I’d tried to make them stop. It wasn’t 
very far from the truth, and they seemed to be 
satisfied with it.
	After some rather painful medical attention from 
my mom and a long lecture from my dad, everything went 
back to normal. I was only grounded for a week, and 
I’d also been suspended from school for a day, which 
was just as well because my left eye had swollen up 
and was looking pretty bad. My nose was still sore, 
but that and a few nasty bruises were about the extent 
of my injuries. I’d gotten hurt a lot worse falling 
off my bike.
	Even though I had a day off from school, I was 
still feeling down. I couldn’t stop wondering how 
Tammy was doing. I ached just to be able to see her, 
to talk to her, to look into her dazzling green eyes 
and touch the silky softness of her passionate red 
hair.
	The next day I kicked back around the house, 
doing all the chores that my parents had assigned me. 
I caught Cal looking at my black eye during dinner, 
and he glared at me before returning his attention to 
his food. I didn’t know what he thought about me 
getting in a fight, but I did know that he would’ve 
done the same thing. He also probably would’ve won.
	I went to bed about eleven, but I couldn’t 
sleep. I kept thinking about Tammy, wondering if she 
was asleep right now, or if she was awake and maybe 
thinking about me.
	The sudden crack of something hitting my bedroom 
window startled me out of my thoughts.  I quickly got 
out of bed and pulled the curtains aside to look for 
whatever had made the noise. I caught a glimpse of 
movement from below, and I grinned as I saw Tammy 
standing on the little stretch of lawn below my 
window, dressed in dark jeans and a black T-shirt.
	She waved up at me, then walked away toward the 
front of the house. I dressed with growing excitement 
and went downstairs as quietly as I could. I’d snuck 
out of the house at night before, but never to be with 
a girl.
	Tammy ambushed me as I walked out to the 
driveway, coming out from behind the hedge and 
latching her arms around me with a quiet giggle.
	"Am I being kidnapped?" I whispered to her with 
a grin.
	"Yes," she answered matter-of-factly, grabbing 
me by the hand and leading me down the street to where 
she’d left her car. She fell back against the driver’s 
side door and pulled me  against her, holding me 
tightly around the waist. 
	"I had to see if you were okay," she said 
quietly as she looked up at me. She frowned and gently 
touched my eye. "Does that hurt?"
	"A little," I answered. Actually, it hurt quite 
a bit.
	She punched me in the chest lightly, looking 
suddenly angry. Something about redheads and their 
tempers flashed through my mind.
	"That was a dumb thing to do," she told me. "You 
could’ve really gotten hurt."
	I knew she was right, but I still felt 
defensive. "They were talking-" She cut me off.
	"That’s no reason to get yourself beat up!" She 
recoiled at the sudden loudness of her own voice, 
looking around sheepishly at the dark houses along the 
street.
	"Sorry," she said in a much softer tone, looking 
into my eyes and running her fingers lightly over my 
lips. "Its just that I love you, and no matter what  
happens or what anybody says, I want to be with you. I 
don't care about anything else."
 	I stared at her for a moment, then put my hands 
on her waist and kissed her. It was like she had 
spoken my exact thoughts. Her lips moved urgently 
against mine, and she ran her fingers through my hair 
as she returned my kiss hungrily. 
	After a few moments we paused, and I rested my 
forehead against hers as our breath mingled in the 
dark night. 
	"I should go," she said after a few moments. I 
slowly let go of her, but then she latched on to me 
and kissed me again. "I’ll see you tomorrow at
school," she said, then gave me a squeeze and got into 
her car. I smiled and said good-bye, then waited until 
her tail-lights disappeared around the corner before 
heading home.

	That was the last time we saw each other outside 
of school for almost two weeks. For one thing, I was 
grounded, and we also agreed that we shouldn’t press 
our luck and take a chance on adding fuel to the fire. 
The most intimate thing we’d done In school was hold 
hands, and even though a few people still stared and 
whispered, everyone pretty much left us alone.
	The following Friday Tammy told me to wait for 
her after school. I didn’t know what she had in mind, 
but I didn’t care as long as we’d get a chance to be 
together. She picked me up, and as I got into the car 
I noticed that she was wearing a skirt.
	I’d never seen her in a skirt before, and I 
couldn’t help but stare at her long and gorgeous legs.
	"You look great," I commented. She blushed and 
smiled at my compliment, then turned and gave me a 
quick kiss on the cheek.
	"You don’t look so bad yourself, Romeo," she 
coyly replied, then turned her eyes back to the road. 
She was obviously in a playful mood, and quite 
frankly, so was I.
	I was a little surprised when we pulled up in 
her driveway a few minutes later. Her parent’s car 
wasn’t there, but I still felt somewhat anxious as I 
remembered the close call that we’d had last time. I 
looked at her questioningly, but she just smiled and 
patted my knee.
	"My parents are at my aunt’s house and won’t be 
back until late," she explained. "Besides, they’ve 
always been pretty understanding, and I don’t think 
they’d freak out too much if they saw us here 
together."
	"That probably depends on what we’re doing," I 
said with a grin as she started to get out.  She 
laughed.
	"True. I’ll have to make sure I bolt the door, 
then." She led me inside, tossing her books into her 
room and securing the front door with the security 
chain before joining me on the couch. We watched TV 
for a little while, with her sitting between my legs 
as I gently worked on her shoulders with my hands. She 
felt a bit tense at first, but she quickly began to 
relax as I massaged her back. I moved my hands over 
her shoulder blades and brushed her silky red hair 
aside to gently rub her slender neck.
	"That feels wonderful," Tammy murmured, letting 
her shoulders sag and her head fall forward. It felt 
wonderful to me, too. As I finished with her back, I 
reached around her waist and began her front, rubbing 
my hands in little circles over her firm, flat belly. 
She moaned softly for a few moments, then unbuttoned 
her shirt and pulled it off, allowing me to rub her 
soft skin directly. 
	I moved my hands up along her ribs, my fingers 
brushing against the warm cups of her bra. Her 
breathing began to quicken a little as I gently closed 
my hands over her breasts and began to move them in 
little circles. I’d read about this a massage book 
once, and I was really glad that Tammy seemed to like 
it. I continued for a minute or so before sliding my 
hands down her body, over her hips and to the tops of 
her thighs. I moved her skirt up as I rubbed her upper 
legs, and she began moving them further apart, seeming 
to invite me to massage a much more sensitive area.
	The insides of her thighs were very warm, and my 
fingers encountered the material of her panties as I 
gradually moved inward. The crotch of her underwear 
was almost completely soaked through, and I figured 
that she must’ve been enjoying my massage even more 
than I’d thought.
	"Mmmmmm." She moaned as my fingers grazed her 
pussy, and I could feel the outline of her hot and 
puffy lips through the saturated material.  I began to 
stroke her gently, smiling as I remembered our 
adventure in the park. She fell back against me, 
turning her head to nuzzle at my neck as I placed both 
hands between her legs.
	After a few moments, she slowly closed her legs 
and turned, getting up on her knees and looking down 
at me sexily. Her bra-covered tits rose and fell only 
inches away from my face. Her lips were parted and she 
was breathing quickly, her cheeks a deep violet color 
that only set off the dazzling green of her eyes.
	"I love-" we both began at the same time, then 
stopped and laughed.
	"I love you, Holly," I finished, putting my arms 
around her and kissing her between her freckled and 
perfect breasts. She gently lifted my head up and 
looked into my eyes.
	"I thought I knew what love was before I met 
you," she whispered, her eyes becoming misty. "I can’t 
imagine ever feeling happier than..." she broke into 
tears, and I hugged her comfortingly as she wiped her 
eyes with an embarrassed smile.
	"Sorry," she managed, a teardrop rolling from 
her cheek onto my chest.
	"Don’t be," I said, sharing her emotions on an 
almost empathic level. "I feel the same way." 
	She hugged my neck and kissed me on the 
forehead, then both of us jumped as the phone suddenly 
rang. Tammy giggled and collapsed on top of me as the 
answering machine clicked on. It was somebody for her 
dad. I looked down at her for a moment, and she smiled 
and raised her chin, presenting her irresistible lips 
to me as she slowly closed her eyes.
	I gently touched my lips to hers, just rubbing 
them lightly together before gradually increasing 
contact. Tammy moaned as I cupped her right breast in 
my hand, squeezing and rubbing it lightly as I kissed 
her with passionate tenderness.
	We just sat there and kissed for a while, our 
hands moving lazily over each other. It was great just 
being able to relax and take our time, and I was 
enjoying every glorious second of it.
	With her cheeks almost glowing a rosy-pink 
color, Tammy sat up slowly and unclasped her bra, then 
let it fall to the floor. She stood and hooked her 
thumbs beneath her skirt to pull her panties down, and 
she giggled as she stepped out of them, lifting the 
hem of her skirt for a moment to flash me a 
tantalizing glimpse of her copper-haired mound.
	Grinning, I reached out and pulled her to me, 
popping one of her cute pink nipples into my mouth as 
I slid my hands under her skirt to squeeze her curvy 
butt.  She moaned and rubbed her hands over my 
shoulders, settling down in my lap so that I could 
feel the incredible heat of her pussy directly over my 
dick. She felt like she was burning up.
	I sucked and nibbled lightly at her stiff 
nipples, causing her to gasp and press her fingers 
into my shoulders. I slid my shorts down around my 
knees, gasping as I felt the very hot and very wet 
lips of her pussy slide over the length of my fully-
erect penis. Tammy seemed to like the feeling as well, 
as she started to move her hips in little circles, 
rubbing her slick labia all over my cock. 
	The sensation was great, but it was teasing me 
almost beyond my limits. I reached down between her 
legs and lifted my dick upward, and Tammy impaled 
herself on it with a groan. My whole body shivered as 
she sank down onto my cock, her steamy tunnel 
engulfing every millimeter until our pubic bones were 
pressed snugly together. 
	Her flushed and beautiful face was an inch away 
from mine, and we locked eyes for a second before she 
kissed me with a moan of pure passion. I echoed her 
moan as she locked her arms around my neck and began 
to bounce wildly, her small perky tits hardly 
quivering as they rose and fell with her movements.
	I held on to her smooth hips as she rode me, 
enjoying every touch, every sight, every smell, every 
sound of Tammy’s body as she made love to me almost 
fiercely on her parent’s couch.
	Just when I thought I couldn’t last much longer, 
her moans and whimpers grew in urgency. In the space 
of only a few moments she was there, and I kissed her 
all over her face and neck as she came with a series 
of shudders and short, gasping moans. I was very close 
to cumming myself, but I used every once of willpower 
I possessed to hold back, not wanting to repeat the 
little ‘accident’ we’d had in the woods. Somehow, I 
won out, and I held her and stroked her face gently as 
she caught her breath.
	"You are incredible," Tammy panted, then crushed 
her lips to mine and kissed me feverishly. She slowly 
raised herself off me, my dick slipping out of her and 
falling against my stomach with a wet slap. Lying back 
on the couch, she looked at me imploringly and tugged 
at my shoulders. 
	I suddenly realized what she wanted, and I moved 
up as she slid further beneath me, stopping when I was 
straddling her chest. Taking my straining cock in her 
hand, she slowly raised her head and brought it to her 
lips, never once breaking eye contact. A delicious 
thrill shot through me as she took the head of my wet 
penis inside her warm mouth. This was exactly the 
position that I’d caught her and my brother in, and I 
felt lightheaded as she closed her eyes and began 
sucking tenderly on my dick, bobbing her head up and 
down as she drew even more of me between her soft, wet 
lips.
	She worked on my cock with a slow, steady pace, 
sometimes letting it out of her mouth to run her 
tongue along the sides or underneath it. Then she 
slowly jerked it with her hand as she kissed and 
licked at my balls.
	It was pure heaven. and I felt my nuts contract 
as the pressure rose up through my groin.  My body 
tensed, and suddenly I couldn’t talk or even move as 
those parts of  my brain seemed to shut down in 
preparation for my orgasm. Tammy sensed what was 
happening, and she got her mouth around the head just 
in time to catch the first spurt as I exploded.
	My hips moved forward involuntarily, my whole 
body feeling like one huge nerve centered on the 
incredible feelings coming from the head of my cock.
	"Oh God," I moaned when I could find my voice. 
Tammy continued to suck gently as the last tremors 
subsided, not letting a single drop of my semen escape 
from her wonderful mouth.
	I ran my fingers though her beautiful red hair 
as I looked into her eyes. I knew right then that 
there was nothing either of us wouldn’t do to make 
each other happy.

			   *

	Even though it would be another two years before 
I graduated, Tammy wanted to wait so that we could go 
to college together. She got a job at a bookstore in 
the mall after her graduation, and we continued to see 
each other almost every day.
	Cal had stopped ignoring me by the start of my 
senior year, though we weren’t as close as we used to 
be. I guess we were just too different. He also got 
married later that year to a bitchy cheerleader he’d 
managed to knock up. Somehow it seemed like poetic 
justice.
	Tammy and I fucked like minks, spurred on by the 
fact that she’d started on birth control pills. We 
were closer than ever, and a month after I graduated, 
we moved into an apartment near the college that we’d 
both be going to.
	We must’ve spent the entire first week having 
sex. We made love everywhere; in the kitchen, on the 
coffee table, in the shower, even in the hall closet. 
It was great having a place all to ourselves, and we 
took full advantage of it at every opportunity.
	One night after we’d finally finished unpacking, 
we’d made love on the bed, of all places. Tammy 
snuggled up next to me on the sheets, both of us 
enjoying the newness of being able to actually ‘sleep’ 
together. I relaxed, savoring the warmth and closeness 
of her body as my thoughts wandered. 
	She rubbed her cheek against my shoulder and 
sighed contentedly. I gently tousled her hair, and I 
could see her smile sleepily in the dim light from the 
window. Once again, I began to ponder how something 
like this could happen to a guy like me. Was it fate 
punishing my brother and rewarding me for actually 
giving a damn about a woman’s feelings? It might've 
been. Or maybe it was just the fact that sometimes, 
somehow, two people can actually find happiness.

End

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