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“Jake and Jack” remains one of the top five all-time stories I’ve read on
the net. If I ever tried to do a personal Top 5 list, it would be hard to
keep any of Rhett’s half-dozen stories off the list, and just as hard to
keep DG’s excellent stories off.
On with the posting:
Note: This is fiction and is intended for mature audiences.
JAKE & JACK
c. 1994, by Rhett Dreams
Chapter One - "Coercing Cathy"
My name's Jake, and I'm writing this as a twenty-one year-old
senior in college.
My twin brother Jack and I were sixteen when we discovered our
sister's secret. Cathy was seventeen then and was a real daddy's girl. She
was given a car at her sixteenth birthday, and allowed freedoms that we
were denied. It probably would have been different if our mother was still
alive, but she had succumbed to cancer when we were ten.
Cathy started dating an older guy, a college sophomore from the
nearby University of Virginia. His name was Chris, and he drove a BMW
and managed to communicate his disdain for my brother and I and our
working class background. Our father never went to college but managed
to become a lieutenant in the Charlottesville police force.
On the other hand, Chris was clearly smitten with Cathy. Our sister
was really quite beautiful, with long blond hair, blue eyes and a terrific
body. We couldn't help but believe that Chris was using Cathy for sex and
to have something beautiful to hang on his arm, and nothing more. Despite
the fact that Cathy treated us like shit most of the time, it pissed us off to
see our sister used this way. Our father, on the other hand, was oblivious
to the whole thing, believing his daughter perfect in every way.
Jack is the one who discovered Cathy's secret. It was a Friday
night and we were spending the night with a friend. We often did this
when our father worked the night shift or spent the evening with his
bowling team. We decided we wanted to listen to some music that we had
at home, and Jake volunteered to walk the half-mile back to our house.
Jack found Chris's car parked in the driveway and decided to sneak
around to the back of the house so he could get to our bedroom without
having to deal with Cathy and Chris. He snuck a glance into the living
room and saw the two sitting on the living room couch. It took a few
seconds for Jack to realize what they were up to, and his surprise was total.
Chris was chopping up something on a mirror, that just had to be cocaine.
If there was one thing our father wouldn't put up with it was drugs.
Jack snuck quietly into the back door and from there up the stairs
and into our room. He got the CD's we wanted but also got my 35mm
camera. As luck would have it, there was a mostly unused roll of film
loaded. He went back outside, and took several pictures of Chris, then
Cathy, as they snorted the coke. Within ten minutes both of them were
naked and Jack got lots of pictures of Cathy sucking Chris's cock and then
of the wild fuck that followed on the living room carpet. Finally he was
out of film and left to walk back to our friends house.
- o -
Jack and I stayed up late into the night talking about what our sister
had done and what we would do about it. We concluded that we would
wait until we got he film developed at the high school dark room before
deciding what to do.
I was the photographer, and reserved the dark room for after
school hours the following Monday. The pictures were not as focused as
they might be due to Jack's inexperience with a camera and the fact that he
shot them through a window. But they turned out okay. In fact, the first
one didn't have the people in focus but our distinctive coffee table was
quite clear as were the four white lines of white powder on the mirror
surface. Later pics clearly showed it was Cathy and Chris. The pics
showing Chris's cock appealed to my vanity because he was quite a bit
smaller than I. The sucking and fucking caused my cock to stiffen
uncomfortably in my pants. I hung the pics up to dry and checked to make
sure the door was locked before pulling out my cock. I whacked off,
feeling slightly guilty at being turned on by pictures of my sister getting
fucked.
It was later, on the way home with the dried pics, that I thought
about using the pictures to coerce my sister into have sex with us. Neither
Jack or I had ever actually fucked a girl before. The most we had done
was to have Suzie, the local slut, give us blow jobs. I'd been the first to
date her, and was pleasantly surprised when she let me feel her up and then
agreed to suck me off. Because Jack and I are identical twins, he took her
out next, pretending he was me, and got the same treatment.
But we'd never fucked a girl. The pictures of my sister, with her
full breasts exposed and her long legs wrapped around her boyfriend as he
fucked her, caused my natural horniness to overcome any reluctance about
incest.
That evening, alone with my brother in the room we shared, I let
him go through the pictures without saying anything about my plan. When
he was done looking threw them, I could see a bulge in his pants.
"Jesus, Jake," he said. "Our sister is one hot babe."
"That she is," I said.
We were silent for a few minutes and Jack flipped back through the
pictures.
"Y'know," he said, "she'd do anything to avoid dad seeing these.
He'd kill her if he knew she was using coke."
"Yeah," I said. "And he probably thinks his little girl is still a virgin.
He'd put her under lock and key if he saw these."
My brother Jack looked at me and said, "So, what should we do?"
I was pretty sure from his expression that he had reached the same
conclusion that I had.
"I think we should show her these pics and demand three things.
One, that she stop seeing that asshole, Chris. Two, that she stop using
coke." I paused a moment, thinking how to phrase the third demand.
"And three?" prompted Jack.
I looked him in the eye and said, "I think we should insist on the
opportunity to fuck our sexy sister."
Jack exhaled audibly, and his face reflected relief. He wanted the
same thing and was glad to have me name it.
"I'm in," he said, grinning.
- o -
We sprung it on her the following night. Dad was working the late
shift and Cathy was home, perhaps because Chris was not available. The
three of us had dinner together. As Jack cleared the dishes when we were
done, I retrieved the manila envelope and shoved it toward my sister.
"I think you ought to see this," I said.
"What is it?" she asked, looking at the envelope addressed to our
father care of the Charlottesville Police Department, before reaching in to
pull out the contents. Her face went white when she saw the first
photograph, a picture of her bent over the coffee table, snorting a line of
coke. She flipped to the second photograph, then the third. I believed she
was going to be sick as she saw the evidence and realized how much it
could hurt her. Finally, she raised her eyes to look at me, and anger was
mixed with fear.
"You fucking asshole," she hissed.
"I'll think those pictures show pretty clearly, dear sister, that you're
the one fucking an asshole. Only a real shit-bag would be introducing a
minor to drugs. And when dad sees these, I wouldn't want to be Chris
or..."
I left the sentence unfinished. Cathy's eyes widened and she looked
from me to Jack and back.
"He must never see these... you've got to know that... Jesus!"
She shoved the prints back into the envelope, as if that was going
to make things better. I could see her mind racing over the implications of
all this. Then her expression calmed a bit and she raised her eyes to mine.
Distrust and a knowing look was in them.
"Okay, asshole, what's it gonna take---"
"Start again, sister," I interrupted, "and don't call me an asshole. A
lot might depend on your attitude."
She stared at me and I could see hope creep over her features.
"Jake," she began anew, "what will it take for you guys to destroy
these pictures."
I told her. She didn't react to the first two demands, that she stop
seeing Chris and stop using coke. When I told her she would have to have
sex with Jack and I, her face showed disbelief and then disgust.
"You've got to be kidding. No way! That's incest!"
We had decided beforehand that Jack would play good cop to my
bad cop, and he jumped in at this point, his tone quite reasonable.
"You're on the pill, Cathy. It's not as if you'll get pregnant and have
a baby with two heads. It's just sex, nothing more."
Cathy turned to Jack and spat out, "No way." She shook her head
and repeated this several times.
"Okay," I said, gathering the envelope and closing the metal clasp
on the top. "It's your decision."
Cathy's eyes filled with tears, then she tried a different tact.
"How can you do this? I'm your sister. You're supposed to love
me."
She said this in all seriousness then blushed a bit at the double
meaning.
"Speaking for both of us," said Jack, "we do love you. Always will.
But we're both virgins and we're always horny and we want you to
introduce us to sex. It's no big deal and it won't change anything."
"I can't do it," said Cathy, her voice pleading. "Anything else but
not that. How about if I let you use my car whenever you want." Her
voice took on hope as she continued. "I'll tell you which girls go all the
way and you can take them out and---"
"This is not negotiable," I interrupted. "You have only two
choices. One, you can agree to all three demands. Two, you can refuse
and this package goes to dad."
She was silent for a minute before raising her eyes to mine. I was
thrilled to see she was resigned to her fate but I kept my face passive,
waiting.
"Once, then. I'll... have sex with you once, each."
I shook my head.
"What, then?" she asked, her voice flat.
"You'll have sex with us whenever it's safe, whenever we want. Or
the pics go to dad."
She was silent for another minute before mumbling "Okay."
- o -
Jack helped Cathy up while I went into the living room and closed
the drapes, then locked the outside door. When I turned, Cathy and Jack
were standing uncomfortably in the center of the room, waiting for
direction.
"Why don't you sit over there, Jack. Cathy's gonna treat us to a
strip show." I sat down on the coach.
"You're a pervert," hissed Cathy. She paused a moment before
kicking off her shoes and pulling her blouse out of her jeans. She kept her
face down while she unbuttoned her blouse down the front then at the
cuffs. I could see her face color when she pulled her blouse off and tossed
it aside. An off-white bra held her good-sized breasts in check
She began unbuttoning her jeans. Her face was resigned as she
peeled her jeans down her legs and off. She took a breath before reaching
back to unhook her bra. Her face colored a bit as the bra came free and
her round firm breasts fell free. She stopped then and looked over at me.
"The panties," I said.
She pulled her panties down over her hips and let them fall to the
floor, then stepped out of them. When she reached down to pick them up
and add them to the pile of discarded clothes, her breasts swayed
provocatively. She stood straight, her arms covering her breasts and pussy,
and waited. Her face had the look of a prisoner awaiting a fate that she
had no control over.
"Put your hands to your sides, Cathy, and spread your legs a bit," I
said. "I want to see your body."
She obeyed with no expression. My eyes feasted on her womanly
body. Cathy took after our mother, who was slender and fair. Jack and I,
however, looked very much like our father, who was dark and stocky.
Most of the cops didn't actually know our father's first name because he
was called "Plug" by everybody. The nickname was short for fire plug,
which, despite dad's six foot height, accurately described his build.
Cathy's breasts were large on her slender frame, capped by silver
dollar-sized aureoles and stiff pink nipples. I desperately wanted to hold
them, feel their weight, suck those nipples. Instead, I let my eyes drop
down her body, over the flat stomach to the blond tuft of hair covering her
sex. The lips of her pussy were partially visible, between the long well-
shaped legs.
I tore my eyes from her and looked over to Jack. His expression
was tense and excited, and probably mirrored mine. Our eyes met and we
exchanged a silent message and nodded to each other. We rose and
descended on our naked sister from either side. I took a breast in one hand
and squeezed lightly, surprised at the firmness. Lowering my head, I took
as much as possible into my mouth and sucked the flesh into my mouth.
My free hand slid down to feel her ass, and I felt my brother's hand already
there. He made room and my hand caressed the firm ass checks while I
sucked on her breast.
When I pulled my mouth off, I noticed that her nipple had grown
longer and thicker. The wet nipple was now over a half-inch long. I was
flicking my tongue over the erect spike when I heard an sharp intake of
breath from Cathy. I noticed Jack sucking on her other breast and, looking
down, saw his hand between her legs. I gave Jack a minute before I slid
my hand down her ass and between her legs from the back. There I found
Jake's hand and, moments later, realized that he had a finger buried in her
pussy. I slid a finger along side his, into her wetness.
Cathy's pulse and breathing were noticeably quicker now and the
assault on her breasts and pussy continued. After several minutes, Jack
pulled his hand free of her juicy cunt and his mouth off her breast and
stepped back to undress. I stopped tonguing her other nipple and stood
up, to the side and slightly behind her. I added a second finger to the first
in her cunt and fucked them in and out of her dripping sex, surprised at the
tightness of her tunnel. My other hand caressed her breasts and nipples.
Cathy's eyes were closed and her lips were parted slightly. I felt
several tremors in her body as I finger-fucked her cunt and caressed her
breasts and pulled on her erect nipples. When Jack was undressed I
motioned for him to sit on the sofa and brought my mouth close to Cathy's
ear.
"Jack is ready for you, Cathy. Go over and suck his cock."
Cathy's eyes opened as I pulled by juice covered fingers out of her
sex. It took a moment for her eyes to focus on Jack, sitting on the sofa, his
rigid cock sticking straight up. She was extremely hot now, and moved
quickly to obey.
"Jesus!" she said as she knelt between Jack's knees.
Having measured my own, I was pretty sure my twin's erect cock
was almost nine inches long and was much thicker than Chris's. Cathy
reached forward tentatively and held his cock in her hand before sliding it
up and down the length.
"It's so big," she whispered.
"Put it in your mouth," said Jack, his voice cracking.
I began undressing as Cathy leaned forward and took the head of
his cock into her mouth. Her blond hair fell forward and I couldn't see
exactly what she was doing, but could tell from the expression on Jack's
face that it felt great. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back over the
back edge of the sofa.
"Oh, yes... Cathy... suck my cock... that's good," he chanted while
she sucked and her hand worked up and down the shaft. When I finished
undressing I dropped to my knees behind her and ran my hands over her
firm, round ass cheeks. I considered entering her, from the rear, but
decided against it. In my present state I doubted if I could've lasted more
than a few seconds in her pussy, which would be my first. Instead I
reached my hand between her thighs and forced two fingers into her hot,
wet sex. Cathy moaned around her mouthful of cock.
I could tell that Jack was close to blowing his load. I figured I
would take his place and have Cathy suck me off while he recovered. Then
we'd try her cunt.
"Ahhhhh," Jack cried and his hands went to Cathy's head. Cathy
coughed, or tried to, then tried to pull her head off the erupting cock.
Jack's hands forced her head farther down his cock while he groaned and
emptied his balls into her reluctant mouth. My hand left her cunt and I
scooted forward to watch. When he finally let his hands loose, Cathy's
head came off his cock, she sputtered, and gobs of white cum poured out
of her mouth and over his cock and balls.
She coughed several times before saying, weakly, "I don't swallow
that stuff." She coughed some more and added, "It's gross."
At this point, Jack couldn't have cared less. I took a seat at the
other end of the sofa and told Cathy that it was my turn. She crawled over
and began kissing my cock and licking up the shaft. When she reached the
head and parted her lips to wetly kiss the underside, I nearly lost it right
there. Her blue eyes were watching me while she did this and when she
took just the head into her warm, wet mouth. When she leaned forward to
take more inside, we lost eye contact and her long blond hair fell forward
and partially obscured the erotic sight.
I wanted to see her, my beautiful sister, while she performed this
act. I pulled her hair out of the way and held in one hand behind her head.
She raised her eyes to kept them locked on mine while she bobbed up and
down on my thick shaft.
"This is so sexy," I said, "watching you, my sister, suck me off."
Her eyes widened even more and her checks pulled inward with the
intensity of her sucking and I knew I'd explode any second.
"Oh, yes, here it comes." Then I quickly added, "Drink my cum,
sis. Swallow .... ahhhhh."
I exploded into her mouth with the best orgasm of my life. Blast
after blast erupted from my cock and into her hot, warm mouth. I nearly
lost consciousness from the pleasure and the release. When at last I
opened my eyes and focused again I saw Cathy pull her month off my cock,
and kiss the head tenderly. There was a small smile on her face as she sat
back on her heels. In took me a moment to realize that she had swallowed
all my cum!
"Thank you," I managed.
While I rested, Jack helped Cathy to her feet and brought her over
to a open expanse of carpet. Whispers were exchanged that I couldn't pick
up. When I opened my eyes a minute or so later when I heard a muffled
cry from Cathy.
"Go slow," she said, "you're awfully big!"
I sat up to see Cathy laying on the floor with her legs spread and
knees raised. Jack was between her legs attempting to enter her.
"Okay, yes," she said. "You're in me, but go slow."
Jack slowly pressed forward, and Cathy's breath came out in a long
hiss as he drove his cock into her cunt.
"Oh my God!" she chanted, her head turning from side to side,
until he was buried to the hilt.
"That's it," he said, his voice hoarse. "I'm in all the way."
"Oh, God," she said, "I've never felt this full before, not with Chris,
or anybody."
I was surprised by the "or anybody", thinking Cathy was a virgin
before meeting Chris. I stored this admission away for later use.
Jack raised himself up on his arms above her. From my vantage
point, I could see his ass cheeks clench as he held his cock deep inside her.
As I wondered what it must feel like to Jack to have his cock in her cunt, I
felt my own cock begin to recover from the tremendous orgasm of just a
few minutes before.
Cathy's low moan as he pulled his cock out caused my cock to
begin to harden.
"Ohhhhhhhh," she intoned as he drove slowly back inside. The
pictures I had seen of Cathy getting fucked by Chris didn't come close to
recording the eroticism of my sister. Her face was flushed with desire and
she moaned her pleasure with every stroke. At this moment, I found
myself thinking better of Chris.
"Who could blame him for doing anything to get the opportunity to
fuck this girl?" I thought to myself. Then I remembered the drugs and
pushed any forgiving thoughts out of my mind.
"Faster now," cried Cathy, and Jack increased the tempo. This
brought louder groans from her and I could see her push her hips up to
meet him on every inward stroke.
"Oh, God, that's so good... I'm so close," she cried, then, "Fuck me,
damn it! Harder... fuck your sister!"
Moments later she cried out in orgasm, trashing her head from side
to side as brother Jack drove his cock as fast as he could into her churning
cunt. I barely heard Jack's exclamation over the din of Cathy's cries and
the wet slapping of their union. One look at Jack's face confirmed the
obvious, that he was cuming as well. When they finally finished, and Jack
lowered himself on top of Cathy, and rolled the two of them on their sides,
the silence was eerie.
Witnessing this scene resulted in a raging hard on for me. I forced
myself to relax and told myself that I needed to be patient to give Cathy
what time she needed to recover. I was surprised when, just a minute later,
Cathy extracted herself from Jack and rose. She walked over to where I
was sitting with a smile on her face that was sexy and embarrassed at the
same time.
"Do you want me now, Jake, or should I clean up first," she asked.
I watched as her fingers went to her cunt and came away covered with a
mixture of her and Jack's cum. I remembered that she had swallowed my
cum and, without thinking, reached out to hold her wrist and bring her
fingers into my mouth. Looking up into her eyes, I sucked her fingers
clean. It didn't taste bad at all.
"There's more where that came from," she said, spreading her legs
and inching forward until her shins were pressed up against the sofa, on
either side of my legs. I realized what she wanted and slid myself off the
sofa and between her legs until I was sitting on the carpet, my eyes even
with the pink flesh of her well-fucked pussy. She scooted her feet farther
apart to bring her sex even with my mouth and pressed herself against me.
I licked and sucked at her pussy and drank the copious juices. My
tongue found the hard nub of her clit and flicked over it until it was fully
erect. My hands came up and gripped her ass while I drove my tongue as
deeply as I could into her hole and Cathy ground her hips into me. After
several minutes, Cathy pulled away. I looked up to see her chest heaving
and her eyes flashing desire.
"I want to fuck you now, brother. Slide down so I can get on top."
I did as she suggested and she straddled me and reached back to
find my cock. The feeling of her fingers on my rod was delicious, and the
wetness of her sex as she pressed me inside. But nothing I'd ever felt or
imagined prepared me for the vice-like feeling of her pussy as she lowered
herself down my shaft. It took her less time than with Jack for her to
become used to my cock, and soon she was riding me up and down. Her
breasts swayed as she moved and I reached up to hold the firm melons.
Her erect nipples pressed into my palm as I squeezed her tits.
Her lips were slightly parted and her face flushed as she gazed
down at me and rocked back and forth on my rod. I wanted desperately to
kiss her when I saw her take her full lower lip between her teeth.
"Kiss me," I whispered and released my hold on her breasts and
held instead on her two erect nipples, pulling her toward me. She
continued to ride up and down as she shifted forward and lowered her head
to mine. When her lips parted over mine and our tongues intertwined, I
began slapping my hips up into her, taking the initiative that was difficult
for her in this position. She came moments later, crying out into my
mouth, and the feeling of her cunt spasming around my cock sent me over
the edge. Despite having cum a half-hour earlier, there seemed to be no
end to my orgasm as jet after jet of cum blasted into her churning snatch.
- o -
Jack and I helped an exhausted Cathy into the shower and then
went back downstairs to clean up. We opened the drapes and all the
downstairs windows to air out the place. Our dad wouldn't be home for
several hours but the room reeked of sex. There was a big stain on one of
the sofa cushions, where Cathy had spat out Jack's cum and it had leaked
down into a pool. Luckily for us, we could remove the covering and wash
it, which we did. Paranoid that some sign would remain that our policeman
father would see and deduce its cause, we cleaned the living room
thoroughly.
It was after eleven when we concluded that everything looked
normal and when upstairs to bed. When we got to the top of the stairs
Cathy opened her door and stepped into the hall, dressed in her nightgown.
She crossed her arms and stared at us. Her hair was still a bit damp
from her shower, and she smelled fresh and clean.
"That was pretty low, blackmailing me with those pictures," she
said.
"Yes, we know," said Jack.
"But you're right about Chris. He's no good."
We nodded. She didn't say anything for a minute and I found
myself shifting my weight from one foot to the other, embarrassed and
unsure about how to relate to my sister now that I'd fucked her.
"Before you guys go to bed, take a shower so you don't smell like
sex", she said at last.
"Okay," I said.
"Yeah, sure," said Jack.
She turned to go back into her room but changed her mind. She
walked up to me and kissed me firmly on the lips, then did the same to
Jack.
"The sex was great," she said. "You guys should know I'll want
more. But my room needs to be off limits." She waited until we both
nodded then she disappeared back into her room and closed the door.
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