“ How old are you ?"my dad asked.

I wasn't sure what he wanted, he knew fucking well how old I was."Seventeen"was my nonplussed answer.

"You ever get laid ?"

"What ?"

"Laid ! Screwed, fucked, had sex, done the bed bounce boogie ! Or are you still as pure as new fucking snow ?"he growled with heavy sarcasm. I was shocked into silence, even for my asshole father this was over the top. I looked at the five empty beer bottles beside his death chair and shuddered, it was going to be another foresightful nighttime before I could break away to my elbow room.

My male person parent is not exactly a father figure I could be proud of. He is a bitter alcoholic cripple, trapped in a wheel chair unless my brother and I wrestled him to bed. He lost his leg above the knee in a subway accident so we lived off a small insurance pension, most of which went to beer and pot which was delivered by one of his ex-con admirer. My blood brother and I were stuck with him when mom got fed up with his drunken verbal abuse and abandoned us to him. She was shacking with the Lapplander oleaginous lawyer that helped her get the divorce while I endured the stares and rude comments of my dearly father's buddies. About a class after she left mom asked me if I wanted to come populate with her, but her sleazebag asked me to give him a blowjob while she was in the bath so I backed off. At least in the trailer I didn't have to worry about getting raped in my eternal sleep. I would be eighteen in five week and I couldn't wait to get the fuck out of the skank covered double-wide garbage pit I had to call home."Answer me you fucking trivial pussy ! You ever let the boy stick you ?"

"Shut the infernal region up you drunk bastard, I got enough fucking trouble with just you, I don't need any more."

He ogled me with bloodshot heart that told me he was stoned as well as wino. Great, a veridical winning combination for a bitched-up nighttime. I wondered where my brother was, he could avail by being here. Dad would concentre on him and tell him what a fuck chicken ass short dick soft touch he was. I felt sorry for my unseasoned brother but at least when he was here, I didn't have to remove so much crap. As for me I wasn't the perfect little guiltless my father might possess wanted. I had enigma but I sure as hell wasn't going to share them with him. He looked at me up and down and said Sir Thomas More to himself than me,"Girl got a body looks like that, she's fucking the unit goddamn town."He leveled his bitter regard at me again,"Why don't you sell what you got, bring in your goddamn keep around here ?"I stormed out of the room to misrepresent dinner. My pal Max would be home from his part meter job soon and he would be thirsty.

Max and I were close, we had to be in that dump. He and I protected each other, cared for each other ; we relied on the saneness and solidarity of our relationship as brother and sister. I recently graduated high shoal in spite of the mess of my living and he would be a senior at the end of summer. We both had role sentence jobs to earn a little money for ourselves ; dad didn't contribution any of his except for intellectual nourishment and some bills. He wasted all his spare change on being wasted.

That night after we struggled to get our unconscious forefather out of his wheels and into bed Max and I sat in the livelihood room and let the ill will of our parent debilitate away. I told my brother about dad's latest barrage of doubtfulness which shook him up,"Energy he bed ?"he asked uneasily.



"No, he just thinks all woman are fucking whores so I fit powerful in. He don't know betray about what I do. I expect he'll be asking you if you bang girls yet. If you tell him no he'll cut you apart for being a dickless slight human, if you say yes he'll blah and rave effort he can't get screwed anymore."

"He might if he could ever sober up."

"Yeah, but I don't know any fair sex that would want him right now unless she got paid to suck him off."

Max looked at his watch,"It's almost eleven ; you ready for bed ?"

I nodded my result and turned off the lights on the way to my room. My blood brother was in the bathroom so I had clip to clean nude then put on my night night-robe. I fluffed my pillows, turned down the blanket and when I heard the toilet peak I knew he was done so it was my turn. I peed, brushed my teeth, rinsed my face and went to bed.

After I peeled off the gown Max held the blanket up for me then I crawled under it. I moved over his prone body and laid on him, his long stiff pecker fitted between my ramification and stroked along the back talk of my daughter when I bent my dorsum. He smiled up at me, put his helping hand on my ass and pulled me tighter against him ; I kissed him softly on the lips and caressed his erecting with my cleft. His pubic hair tangled with mine briefly then I got to my knee and lowered myself on him. I was wet so he slipped in easily, when I was sitting on him completely I began to cast my hips ; I began to fuck my brother.

It started just after his sixteenth natal day which was no day of fun and celebration because inaugural of all neither parent remembered it, I had to remind the legless sot and his ex gripe that their son had a birthday. I bought Max a natural endowment, made him a cake, and sang happy birthday while good dad mumbled incoherently about ‘ fucking useless adolescent ’. The succeeding day dad cornered Max in the kitchen and demanded to bonk if he had gotten screwed on his birthday. Max flummoxed and flustered and denied any involvement with a female child. Dad berated him incessantly for being a nutless piffling kitty-cat and bragged how he had fucked three girls on his sixteenth. He boasted that he might even give birth knocked two of them up but he didn't care, that was their goddamn problem. Neither of us believed him. As Max tuned to walk away the sottish son-of-a-bitch yelled at him,"The scoop contribution of you boy, ran down your mum's leg where the slit licking dog lapped it off."

That night Max was a pile of shoot down insecurity. I heard him talking to himself when I went to bed. I stopped to take heed at his door and got alarmed at what he was saying. Dad had pushed him to the sharpness of doing something either to himself or to somebody else ; I got scared for my brother.

All the next day I worried about Max. I saw him after school and he looked pale and withdrawn, after dinner party he didn't look any better. Dad hadn't said shit to us all evening which helped a lot, but as soon as we got him to bed, I asked Max about his day and told him I was worried about him. We talked a piffling but I didn't think I was helping much so I took my sidekick by the script and led him to his room. I made him uncase to his underclothing then tucked him in. I laid next to him on top of his mantle and held him while he tried to relax. We were quiet down, both of us lost in our own idea when I noticed the blanket over his mole rising. I focused on the growing pitcher's mound in the concealment and knew what I had to do. I got up, pulled off my jean and panties then got into bed with him.

He rolled his head toward me, staring as I reached down and tugged on his boxers ; he lifted his ass slightly so I could attract them down. When they were at his knee joint I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him to me so that he had to roll up and over my body. Max was lying on me, his erection pressed into my pubic hair, the end of it kissing my belly button. I reached between us and turn his pecker down until it was between my peg then moved it around until the end of it slipped in. I'd been screwed a few time so that wasn't a problem, but neither of us was very wet and the friction hurt, but I rolled my hips, grabbed his butt and forced him rich. As his balls jammed against me, I began to warm up up and lubrication began to flow, making it a lot easier for him to fuck me.

Max laid on me completely, his headway rested succeeding to mine on the pillow as he humped his ass. He didn't last long, I didn't expect him to, and within three transactions he started groaning and jerking ; I felt my body being flooded with his hot discharge, he smashed against me for so recollective I wondered if he would ever empty his ball sack. He finally finished then relaxed completely. I rolled him off, got out of his bed and went back to my own elbow room. Neither of us said a word the unharmed sentence.

After I got to my room I realized what I had just done, I committed incest with my little brother. As I cleaned his cum off me with a t-shirt I began to tremble because of how I behaved. I couldn't believe that I could do that, but the more I thought about it I knew Max needed something like that to build him feel better about himself. I rationalized my action at law by thinking what I did was business organization for my blood brother, cypher but him and I would make love, so I figured there wasn't any harm.

Over the succeeding few solar day Max and I didn't lecture about what we'd done but I noticed he was slightly less withdrawn. The longer I thought about what I did, the More I thought about doing it again. Our hasten sexual skirmish lasted just a few moment and I was thinking we could do better. I rationalized, if I let him roll in the hay me again, he might plagiarise out of the depression.

Our father got his pot legally and illegally. In our state he could get medicative marijuana for pain with a medico's ***********. He had that, but it didn't finally long so he got some dope bargainer pal to bring him some too. Every once in a spell, after dad was in bed my brother and I would purloin a join or a couple of smash off his bong. Max and I both enjoyed the laid-back highschool in the quiet of the dark. On a Friday, nine days after I seduced my brother we were alone again. Neither of us had any close ally to hang with because of our parent ; nonentity but a clustering of grubby house trailer car park arsehole could put up with him, so Max and I were almost pariahs in our small community. Oh, there were guys that tried to have it away me, not because they liked me as a girl, but because I come from a approximate family background signal which obviously meant to them, I would be an easy part. I wasn't leisurely, at least not for any of them. My pal took a couple of hitting then settled back and looked at me long and severely,"What ?"I asked him.

"I was thinking about what happened, how come you did that ?"

Even though we hadn't said anything about that night I knew what he was asking,"I don't know, maybe because I got tired of hearing dad shouting at you for not being a man. He doesn't know but now I do so it won't bother me anymore."

"You did that because of me ?"

"Yeah, I felt sorry for you."

Max sat up,"You gave me a pity fuck ?"

I thought about it then answered,"No, that's not what it was ; I did it for both of us."

My brother leaned back on the sofa and I could see a tent forming at the forepart of his blue jean,"Do you have a boner ?"I asked even though I saw the evidence.

He colored red, sat a little straighter,"No, not really."

All of a sudden, I felt playful, maybe it was the pot, maybe it was his puppy dog eyes daring to hope for another kickshaw,"Yeah you do, occur on, abide up, let me see."

He looked a little apprehensive but he stood, the front line of his bloomers was bulging. I looked at the lump in his drawers then up at his eyes, I said"Show me, lead it out Max ; I want to see what you put in me last week."My temperature was rising.

Max unbuttoned his fly, pulled his pants open then dug into his rifle boxers and pulled out his stiff shaft. I couldn't see it all so I reached up, pulled his hand off, grabbed his erection and pulled it free of his wearing apparel. His balls were still covered by his shorts so I grabbed his pants and pulled them to his knees followed by his underclothing. In secondment I was looking at what he had to propose a young lady and I was impressed. My torso rut increased in balance to sizing of his erecting. I pushed and pulled on the shaft watching the single eye of his cock work peek-a-boo in the prepuce then made up my intellect. I stood in front of my half nude brother, reached under my skirt and pulled down my panties. I sat back on the sofa, peg cattle ranch and held my arms out to him. Max stepped between my open thighs and put the end of his hard-on against the lips of my pussy and moved it around a short, easing into me. I felt my lubrication flowing and he had a enceinte smear oozing from the end of his prick so when he penetrated me, it was still and gentle. He pushed up and in until our pubic bones mashed then started thrusting in and out of my bequeath physical structure. I let him fuck me until he couldn't hold out any more. I was hot and getting hotter but this was for him, he needed to have complete control over what we did. It didn't take long before he lost the cycle of roll in the hay and started saccade and groaning. His eyes rolled up and his neck muscles strained as he clenched his jaws, I could finger his erection pulsing round after rung of cum.

I heard a faint slurp when he pulled out and I felt the results of his interjection leaking down my ass. I smiled up at him and held up a deal. He helped me stand then tolerate there with a shadowy guilty look. The cocksucker cripple was out for the night and I knew an temblor couldn't wake him, so I said to my brother,"Let 's go to my elbow room, we can do this in bed."Max's experience was a aggregate of maybe eight or nine instant but I liked what we had done. That he was young, eagre and wide-cut of energy was obvious because his peter didn't get limp and useless, it stood from his body mostly soused, I wrapped my fingers around it and pumped him a few times to keep his interest group. I picked up my underclothing and led him to my room.

I stripped nude statue and threw myself on the bed, rolled to my side to check him submit off his shirt and socks. I propped up on my cubitus and admired his equipment. This was my first internal inspection of him and I liked the view. As his shirt hit the floor he started toward me but I told him to give up. He stood fully erect to his 5'10"and fully inflexible to well over 7"down there. Dad always belittled him for being a wimp minuscule puss, but Max looks beneficial and his big erection was not out of dimension to the rest of his body. He has wide shoulders, deeply solid thorax, ripped abs and well formed, firm backside and wooden leg. It wasn't his eubstance that kept him from having a girlfriend. He was young and strong so his labored looking erection stood proudly, angled slightly toward the cap. It was long and thick and my cunt rumbled with hungriness as she sensed that she would soon feast on that top-grade meat.

Max climbed onto the bed and tried to get on top of me,"No, Max, slow down. I want you to seduce me."

"What do you intend ?"

"I mean I want you to defecate dearest to me not just fuck me."

He looked at me blankly not knowing exactly what I meant, so I pushed him to his binding and said softly into his ear,"Relax we've got time."I picked up his left script and pressed it to my tit then put my mouth over his and started his offset lesson in sex.

He was too eager and rough out for the first few minutes but after repeated prod to go ho-hum and be gentler, my crony started notion and touching me with caresses and CVA, not grabbing and pulling. While he was exploring me, I was exploring him. My hands flowed over his muscular stomach and back. I held his ass then went to the focal point of my desire, when I fingered his bollock the first time I thought he would swoon.

When I was done stoking the furnace inside my womb I pulled my crony over me and let him in. This was the first time we were both completely nude and I reveled in the feel of his skin rubbing on mine as we mated. He had cum a ton earlier so I hoped he would last a little thirster that time. My breasts were bouncing, my mammilla rubbing on his dresser, his pelvic girdle and ass flexed as he pummeled my cunt. Gradually the ardour inside my abdomen were burning so hot that nothing but a monumental injectant of his fluids would douse the flames. He kept hammering my cunt ; I had lost all will to state him what I wanted because he was giving me what I needed. It started as a shudder in my button then grew rapidly to a brawniness wrenching body quake. My climax rattled the bed, I was dimly aware of it banging against the paries as my brother banged against me. My back arched over the bed and Max lifted off me just enough to let me lick under him. As my orgasm receded I fell back monotone to catch my breath. Just as my can dented the mattress Max grabbed my ass and rammed so far into me his egg filled my gap. He gasped a recondite breath and let it out in small groans as he finished the job of fucking me.

We were quiet for a minute or so, I looked at the clock and saw that Max had stayed with me over fifteen minutes. Not bad for an amateur I thought to myself. Between the stolen collision of pot and the intense sexual activity we were both exhausted so my brother and I curled up together and catch some Z's away the nighttime. We didn't fear discovery ; our father never woke up before 10.

After that night the only time we weren't together was when I had my geological period. Neither of us gave any cerebration to being careful so the third month after I started screwing Max I missed my Hz. I panicked ! For five days I was a queasy wreck. I'd never missed before, never been late, I was terrified that my brother had knocked me up. It was on the sixth day late when I found spots in my step-in, I prayed thanks to any god that would mind then hurried off to see my mother.

"I'll be 18 in a few calendar month but I can't waiting"I told her,"I want birth control now."

She didn't hesitate or question me at all. We went to her gynecologist and I got protected. When I told Max about it he paled and started shaking and said"I never thought about that."

"Me neither, not really, but it scared the fucking shit out of me."

My brother and I screwed relentlessly for over a twelvemonth and we got very thoroughly with each other. We went all the way with oral, anal retentive, miniature and C of hour seducing and fucking in every possible way. I eventually saved plenty money to go college and he joined the Air Force. Max sent me division of his pay every calendar month which helped a lot because I didn't have a full-time job and it got me out of the drone, Dad has some poor day care doll he abuses now, but at to the lowest degree she gets to go home at night.

Max and I phoned, texted, and emailed while he was away, he told me he missed me and I teased him with promises of hazardous uninhibited sex when he came back on leave. Every metre he came home I kept my promises. We both dated when he was gone for those years but when he got out of the military he moved in with me. We parcel a two-bedroom apartment but often share only one bed. I have my degree now and a job I love and he is finishing his endure year of college. We date others and maybe one day we will meet someone we want to bonk and marry but for now we have each other, just like when we were growing up. Our parents know we live together and maybe they think we are fucking but we don't give a hoot. We grew up in a poor T. H. White chicken feed trailer with poor people white trash parents.

What the hell can they carry ?