“ How old are you ?"my dad asked.

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

"You ever get laid ?"

"What ?"

"Laid ! Screwed, fucked, had sex, done the bed leap 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 abandon beer bottleful beside his professorship and shuddered, it was going to be another long night before I could miss to my way.

My male parent is not exactly a father figure of speech I could be proud of. He is a acrid alcoholic cripple, trapped in a bicycle chairman unless my brother and I wrestled him to bed. He lost his legs above the knee joint in a subway fortuity so we lived off a little policy pension, almost of which went to beer and pot which was delivered by one of his ex-con friends. My 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 same greasy lawyer that helped her get the divorce while I endured the stares and rude comments of my dear father's brother. About a class after she left mom asked me if I wanted to amount unrecorded with her, but her sleazebag asked me to give him a blowjob while she was in the bathroom so I backed off. At least in the prevue I didn't have to concern about getting raped in my sleep. I would be eighteen in five calendar week and I couldn't wait to get the fuck out of the skank covered double-wide garbage pit I had to call off home."suffice me you fucking little goofball ! You ever let the boy stick you ?"

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

He ogled me with bloodshot eyes that told me he was stoned as well as inebriate. Great, a tangible winning compounding for a bitched-up night. I wondered where my pal was, he could help by being here. Dad would focus on him and evidence him what a fucking wimp ass little dick patsy he was. I felt sorry for my untried brother but at to the lowest degree when he was here, I didn't have to postulate so much crap. As for me I wasn't the saturated little innocent my forefather might possess wanted. I had enigma but I sure as hell wasn't going to percentage them with him. He looked at me up and down and said more to himself than me,"Girl got a body looks like that, she's fucking the completely goddamn town."He leveled his bitterness gaze at me again,"Why don't you sell what you got, pull in your goddamn hold back around here ?"I stormed out of the way to cook dinner. My brother Max would be home from his part metre job soon and he would be thirsty.

Max and I were close, we had to be in that shit. He and I protected each other, cared for each early ; we relied on the sanity and solidarity of our relationship as buddy and Sister. I recently graduated high schoolhouse in spite of the passel of my liveliness and he would be a senior at the end of summertime. We both had component part time chore to earn a small money for ourselves ; dad didn't parcel any of his except for food and some bill. He wasted all his redundant change on being wasted.

That night after we struggled to get our unconscious mind father out of his rack and into bed Max and I sat in the living room and let the hostility of our parent drain away. I told my brother about dad's later barrage of questions which shook him up,"Department of Energy he know ?"he asked uneasily.



"No, he just thinks all women are fucking prostitute so I fit correct in. He don't know stool about what I do. I expect he'll be asking you if you bang young lady yet. If you tell him no he'll cut you apart for being a dickless little human, if you say yes he'll ranting and rave cause he can't get screwed anymore."

"He might if he could ever sober up."

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

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

I nodded my answer and turned off the visible light on the way to my room. My crony was in the bathroom so I had time to loot nude person then put on my nighttime gown. I fluffed my pillows, turned down the blanket and when I heard the potty flush I knew he was done so it was my turn of events. I peed, brushed my teeth, rinsed my face and went to bed.

After I peeled off the robe Max held the mantle up for me then I crawled under it. I moved over his prone dead body and laid on him, his long stiff cock fitted between my legs and stroked along the lip of my daughter when I bent my spinal column. He smiled up at me, put his hands on my ass and pulled me tighter against him ; I kissed him softly on the lips and caressed his erection with my crack. His pubic hair tangled with mine briefly then I got to my stifle and lowered myself on him. I was wet so he slipped in easily, when I was sitting on him completely I began to roll my hips ; I began to fuck my blood brother.

It started just after his sixteenth birthday which was no day of fun and celebration because starting time of all neither parent remembered it, I had to prompt the legless sot and his ex cunt that their son had a birthday. I bought Max a talent, made him a patty, and sang felicitous natal day while dear dad mumbled incoherently about ‘ fucking useless teen ’. The next day dad cornered Max in the kitchen and demanded to know if he had gotten screwed on his birthday. Max flummoxed and flustered and denied any involvement with a young lady. Dad berated him incessantly for being a nutless minuscule cunt and bragged how he had fucked three girls on his sixteenth. He boasted that he might even birth knocked two of them up but he didn't tutelage, that was their goddamn problem. Neither of us believed him. As Max tuned to walk away the drunken son-of-a-bitch yelled at him,"The best percentage of you boy, ran down your mum's leg where the cunt licking dog lapped it off."

That Night Max was a bundle of kill insecurity. I heard him talking to himself when I went to bed. I stopped to hear at his door and got alarmed at what he was saying. Dad had pushed him to the edge 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 shoal and he looked blench 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 short but I didn't think I was helping much so I took my brother by the hand and led him to his elbow room. I made him undress to his underwear then tucked him in. I laid succeeding to him on top of his blanket and held him while he tried to unlax. We were muted, both of us lost in our own cerebration when I noticed the cover over his breakwater rising. I focused on the growing mound in the cover charge and knew what I had to do. I got up, pulled off my jeans and panties then got into bed with him.

He rolled his head teacher toward me, staring as I reached down and tugged on his shorts ; he lifted his ass slightly so I could tear them down. When they were at his stifle I grabbed his berm and pulled him to me so that he had to wind up and over my consistence. Max was lying on me, his erecting pressed into my pubic hair, the end of it kissing my belly clitoris. I reached between us and bent his cock down until it was between my stage then moved it around until the end of it slipped in. I'd been screwed a few times so that wasn't a problem, but neither of us was very wet and the friction hurt, but I rolled my hips, grabbed his fanny and forced him inscrutable. As his balls jammed against me, I began to warm up and lubrication began to menstruate, making it a lot well-off for him to eff me.

Max laid on me completely, his head rested adjacent to mine on the pillow as he humped his ass. He didn't finale yearn, I didn't expect him to, and within three hour he started groaning and jolt ; I felt my body being flooded with his hot venting, he smashed against me for so long I wondered if he would ever discharge his testis dismission. He finally finished then relaxed completely. I rolled him off, got out of his bed and went back to my own room. Neither of us said a word the whole time.

After I got to my way I realized what I had just done, I committed incest with my picayune comrade. 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 make him feel better about himself. I rationalized my action by thinking what I did was concern for my brother, nobody but him and I would know, so I figured there wasn't any scathe.

Over the adjacent few days Max and I didn't talking about what we'd done but I noticed he was slightly less withdrawn. The longer I thought about what I did, the to a greater extent I thought about doing it again. Our hurry sexual skirmish lasted just a few minutes and I was thinking we could do serious. I rationalized, if I let him make love me again, he might purloin out of the depressive disorder.

Our father got his pot legally and illegally. In our state he could get medicinal marijuana for pain with a MD's ***********. He had that, but it didn't last long so he got some low-down dealer pal to bring him some too. Every once in a piece, after dad was in bed my brother and I would pinch a roast or a match of hit off his bong. Max and I both enjoyed the high high in the tranquility of the night. On a Friday, nine days after I seduced my brother we were alone again. Neither of us had any close friends to hang with because of our parent ; nonentity but a cluster of grubby trailer common SOB could put up with him, so Max and I were almost pariahs in our small community of interests. Oh, there were guys that tried to fuck me, not because they liked me as a girl, but because I come from a rough kin desktop which obviously meant to them, I would be an comfortable slice. I wasn't easy, at least not for any of them. My brother took a couple of collision then settled back and looked at me long and strong,"What ?"I asked him.

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

Even though we hadn't said anything about that Nox I knew what he was asking,"I don't know, maybe because I got tired of hearing dad yelling 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 nookie ?"

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

My comrade leaned back on the lounge and I could see a camp out forming at the strawman of his jeans,"Do you have a boner ?"I asked even though I saw the evidence.

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

All of a sudden, I felt playful, maybe it was the pot, maybe it was his puppy dog heart daring to hope for another treat,"Yeah you do, get on, stand up, let me see."

He looked a little apprehensive but he stood, the straw man of his pant was bulging. I looked at the lout in his knickers then up at his heart, I said"display me, take 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 afford then dug into his disrobe boxers and pulled out his tight prick. I couldn't see it all so I reached up, pulled his hand off, grabbed his erection and pulled it free of his clothes. His egg were still covered by his boxers so I grabbed his pants and pulled them to his knee followed by his underwear. In seconds I was looking at what he had to provide a girl and I was impressed. My body oestrus increased in proportion to size of his erecting. I pushed and pulled on the calamus watching the single eye of his tool dally peek-a-boo in the foreskin then made up my judgment. I stood in nominal head of my half defenseless brother, reached under my skirt and pulled down my panties. I sat back on the lounge, legs spread and held my subdivision out to him. Max stepped between my loose second joint and put the end of his hard-on against the lips of my twat and moved it around a little, easing into me. I felt my lubrication flowing and he had a large smear oozing from the end of his tool so when he penetrated me, it was placid and gentle. He pushed up and in until our pubic clappers mashed then started thrusting in and out of my willing body. 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 take complete control over what we did. It didn't take long before he lost the rhythm of nooky and started jerking and groaning. His middle rolled up and his neck muscular tissue strained as he clenched his jaws, I could feel his erection pulsing round after round of cum.

I heard a faint slurp when he pulled out and I felt the final result of his ejaculation leaking down my ass. I smiled up at him and held up a hired man. He helped me tolerate then stood there with a vague guilty look. The motherfucker cripple was out for the night and I knew an earthquake couldn't wake him, so I said to my brother,"Let 's go to my room, we can do this in bed."Max's experience was a totality of maybe eight or nine instant but I liked what we had done. That he was young, eager and replete of energy was obvious because his tool didn't get limp and useless, it stood from his eubstance mostly starchy, I wrapped my fingers around it and pumped him a few times to observe his interestingness. I picked up my underwear and led him to my room.

I stripped nude and threw myself on the bed, rolled to my side to see him subscribe to off his shirt and drogue. I propped up on my human elbow and admired his equipment. This was my first intimate inspection of him and I liked the eyeshot. As his shirt hit the base he started toward me but I told him to stop. He stood fully set up to his 5'10"and fully inflexible to well over 7"down there. Dad always belittled him for being a weakly interacting massive particle little pussy, but Max looks good and his big erection was not out of symmetry to the rest of his consistency. He has unsubtle shoulders, deep strong chest, ripped abs and well formed, house stern and legs. It wasn't his dead body that kept him from having a lady friend. He was young and strong so his sonorous looking hard-on stood proudly, angled slightly toward the cap. It was long and thick and my snatch 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 up down. I want you to seduce me."

"What do you have in mind ?"

"I mean I want you to make beloved to me not just fuck me."

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

He was too eagre and rough for the first few proceedings but after repeated urging to go slower and be gentler, my Brother started feeling and touching me with caresses and shot, not grabbing and pulling. While he was exploring me, I was exploring him. My hired man flowed over his hefty stomach and back. I held his ass then went to the focal period of my desire, when I fingered his balls the first clip I thought he would swoon.

When I was done stoking the furnace inside my womb I pulled my brother over me and let him in. This was the first fourth dimension we were both completely nude and I reveled in the spirit of his pelt rubbing on mine as we mated. He had cum a ton earlier so I hoped he would last-place a piddling longer that meter. My boob were bouncing, my nipples rubbing on his chest, his hips and ass flexed as he pummeled my slit. Gradually the fervidness inside my stomach were burning so hot that nothing but a massive injectant of his fluids would douse the fire. He kept hammering my pussy ; I had lost all will to enjoin him what I wanted because he was giving me what I needed. It started as a shiver in my clit then grew rapidly to a muscle wrenching body quake. My orgasm rattled the bed, I was dimly aware of it banging against the wall as my pal banged against me. My back arched over the bed and Max lifted off me just enough to let me jactitate under him. As my climax receded I fell back bland to catch up with my breath. Just as my can dented the mattress Max grabbed my ass and rammed so far into me his balls filled my cranny. He gasped a recondite breathing time 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 strike of pot and the intense sexual action we were both exhausted so my chum and I curled up together and sleep away the night. 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 flow. Neither of us gave any thought to being careful so the third month after I started screwing Max I missed my round. I panicked ! For five days I was a spooky 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 panty, I prayed thanks to any god that would heed then hurried off to see my mother.

"I'll be 18 in a few months but I can't postponement"I told her,"I want bear control now."

She didn't hesitate or doubt 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 piece of tail shit out of me."

My blood brother and I screwed relentlessly for over a year and we got very good with each other. We went all the way with oral, anal retentive, toys and hundreds of time of day seducing and fucking in every possible way. I eventually saved sufficiency money to originate college and he joined the Air Force. Max sent me part of his pay every month which helped a lot because I didn't have a full-time job and it got me out of the lagger, Dad has some miserable daycare wench he abuses now, but at to the lowest degree she gets to go home at dark.

Max and I phoned, texted, and emailed while he was away, he told me he missed me and I teased him with promises of untamed uninhibited sex when he came back on leave of absence. Every meter he came home I kept my promise. We both dated when he was gone for those years but when he got out of the military machine he moved in with me. We share a two-bedroom apartment but often share only one bed. I have my arcdegree now and a job I love and he is finishing his last year of college. We particular date others and maybe one day we will meet somebody we want to love 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 damn. We grew up in a poor white scum trailer with poor white trash parents.

What the hell can they expect ?