Note to Reader: This is the long version of this story. If you are just looking for a quick ‘read’ see version one titled, “Can you keep a secret.”
I made a few writing decisions with this story that I would, in particular, like to get some feedback on how they worked for you. The story has only two characters, a brother and a sister, and I never give them names. I want you to be able to imagine these people however you want, right up to putting yourself in the story. I also shy away from physical descriptions. You can infer from the story that both characters are attractive or at the very least find each other so, but I wanted the reader to be able to imagine the characters however they want. If your fantasy is a tall blond with large breasts or a flat chested petite brunette, a cute nerdy guy or a muscular jock, go with it, my story won’t make you have to change the image in your head as you read. While the story is told mostly from the brother’s point of view, there is one instance where I switch to third person. I felt that the story told from this perspective would be more effective. Hope this doesn’t jerk you around mentally. This is only my second story, so I would love some feedback and if you can let me know what you think of these choices, all the better.
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“You want to sit in the hot tub tonight?” My sister asked.
“Sure,” I replied, “something you want to talk about?”
“Yeah, but mainly I just want to relax.”
“Okay. I have to do some homework for biology lecture but I should be done by eight. Sound good?”
“You bet.”
My sister and I sat in the hot tub pretty often since our parents had gotten it three years ago. That had been my senior year in high school and her sophomore. We had always gotten along great for siblings, but there is something about a hot tub that relaxes you, and the next thing you know you’re talking about things that you would have thought too embarrassing to mention. We talked about crushes that we had. Who we liked, who we thought were pricks, what we thought of movies, music, god, religion, politics, sex. We were close, best friends. Maybe it worked so well because we were brother and sister so we didn’t have to worry about the tension that is so common between close friends of the opposite sex.
When I was done with my homework, I saw that it was 7:45 so I changed and went out to the patio and got in the hot tub. My sister never had to be reminded that we were coming out here and I knew she would only be a couple more minutes. I relaxed. It was March, so it was still dark outside. As I sank down in the water so that only my head was in the cold air, I let my mind wander where it would.
Where it wandered was to wonder if my sister would be wearing her usual one piece with a t-shirt over it, or the two piece that she had worn on a couple of occasions. The thought of her beautiful stomach and that I shouldn’t even care what suit she was wearing jumped in my head at the same time and then I heard the patio door and she was coming out. I looked over at her and she was wearing the two-piece. I looked at her stomach and knew that I shouldn’t be.
“Care if I sit in your lap?” she asked.
“Um… sure.” Wasn’t I finding it difficult enough to control my thoughts without her sitting in my lap.
She got in the water and sat down on me with her arm around my neck. We sometimes sat like this if we were talking about something especially private and we wanted to whisper to each other to make extra sure that our parents wouldn’t hear what we were saying. But it hadn’t happened either of the two times that she had worn this two-piece before. If she had been wearing it and then the conversation had turned private, that would have been one thing, but she came right out and sat in my lap. These thoughts flitted through my head right below the unconscious telling me that something didn’t quite fit.
“So did you get your homework done?”
“Yep, just in time. So what did you want to talk about?”
“The trip to Europe that mom and dad are taking next week… during our spring break.”
“Okay, what about it?”
“Well, I just thought that they’re going to be gone for nine days, we don’t have school… we ought to do something that we wouldn’t normally do.”
“Oh, you mean like have a party with two hundred people and spend the rest of the week scrambling to clean up the mess before they get back?” I joked, referring to the movie cliché.
“No, we’re not exactly the party types. I did have some things that I was thinking of, but we need to get started on them before our parents are gone.”
“Okay.”
“First, I think we should get in the hot tub every night. We’re going to be on vacation too after all.”
“Yeah, but we could do that even if our parents were here.”
“Let me finish. Second, I think we should get some liquor. I want to sit in the tub and sip margaritas. You’re a junior; certainly you know somebody in one of your classes that would help us out.”
“Yeah, I do.” I had a lot of casino oyna people that I studied with pretty regularly that wouldn’t have thought it any big deal. “What else.”
“Okay, the third, I’m sort of asking you if it’s okay. You know how a lot of times we stay up watching a movie together, and then when it’s done we’re tired and we still have to brush our teeth and get ready for bed?”
“Yeah, so”
“Well while they’re gone I think we should get ready for bed, then just watch the movie together on the bed in your room. That way if we fall asleep: no big deal. Mom and Dad probably wouldn’t want us sleeping together, but since they’re not going to be home, I thought it might be kind of fun.
“So you want to sleep together, I mean, in the literal way?”
“Yeah, I mean, if you think its weird then no, but we’ve always been close. Is it any weirder than me sitting on your lap right now?”
“Hey, I wasn’t trying to give you a hard time; you just surprised me, that’s all. That’s cool with me, but I have a question. When we watch TV in the living room, we generally sit next to each other, I don’t mean to use the word cuddle, but that is sort of what we do. Are we going to cuddle in bed too? I mean, is it going to be like, “I’ll sleep on that side and you sleep on this side,” or are we going to, I don’t know, sleep next to each other?”
“How about we just see how it goes?”
“Okay… I’m kind of looking forward to that. Sleeping by yourself can get kind of old. I mean during the day I’m busy with classes or studying or hanging out with you. But at night, sometimes it gets a little lonely.”
“I know,” she whispered, almost to herself, and then, resting her head on my shoulder, “I feel the same way.”
“Anything else while they are away?”
“Yes… but it’s a little embarrassing.”
“You can tell me… it’s me.”
“I know I can tell you and I will,” she was quiet for a moment, “you know how even girls that aren’t planning on having sex will wear sexy underwear?”
“Right, it makes them feel sexy.”
“Right, well I bought this bathing suit. And if I had told you that I bought it you would have asked me what I was getting it for, because there is no way that I could actually wear it anywhere.”
“What do you mean? Why?”
“It’s too skimpy.”
“Well just because you can’t bring yourself to wear it in public doesn’t mean that you can’t wear it.” My mind was reeling. The sight of her now was driving me crazy. How was I going to react to something even more revealing?
“Yeah, I get what you’re saying and I’m telling you that I still couldn’t wear it. Mothers would be covering their children’s eyes… or their husband’s.” She laughed.
“What? Is it like a thong or transparent?” I joked, but she didn’t laugh.
“Well it isn’t transparent.”
“You got a thong!? Yeah, I guess you probably couldn’t wear that at the public pool.”
“It isn’t just a thong.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, this is like the skimpiest thong ever. The top is barely enough to cover my nipples, and the bottoms… I had to wax myself bald, because if I had any hair down there, it was going to show with these.” I was glad that it was dark outside, because I was sure that my entire face was a bright red.
“Okay, okay. I get the idea. So what about it?”
“Well, I thought that with mom and dad being gone it might be my chance to get to wear it. I won’t if it’s going to make you uncomfortable, but I wanted to at least ask you.” I was feeling tense and needed to lighten the mood. I was partially afraid that I would get an erection at the thought of seeing her in that bikini, and that she would notice.
“A thong? I don’t know if I can take it. Your ass looks good enough in those hoochie shorts I’ve seen you in.” I had occasionally seen her in panties that are cut like short shorts. I guess she felt that since they weren’t cut like panties they were okay for darting from her room to the bathroom but I would whistle at her when I caught her doing it.
She laughed. “Oh shut up. Is it okay with you or not?” I decided that I better be straight with her.
“Look I have to be honest with you. But let me say first, that, yes, if you want to wear the bikini, that’s fine with me. You can wear it. But you have to understand something.”
“What?”
“I may be your brother, but you are still a girl and I am still a guy. You are beautiful and sexy, and I can mostly forget or ignore that because you are my sister, but if you come out here next to naked, I’m going to get turned on. I wasn’t joking about your ass, and it’s only going to look better bare. I’m not saying I’m going to hit on you or anything, but I’m going to get aroused. I just won’t be able to help it. Now I’m okay with that, but if you aren’t then you need to decide not to wear it around me, because I don’t think I’m going to be able to keep my eyes off of you.”
“I don’t care if you look at me. In fact, I was hoping that you would so that you could tell me if I look as good in it as canlı casino I think.” “Oh, I’ll let you know… I just don’t think that I’m going to be able to stop looking after I’ve told you what I think!” I had an erection at this point. It was pressing into her thigh and I felt that surely she would notice.
“That’s okay. I mean if just the thought of it is giving you a boner, I wouldn’t expect that you could keep your eyes off of me.” I was so embarrassed I thought I would die.
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it. I tried.”
“Don’t be sorry! I mean, if just the thought of me in a bikini, can give my brother an erection, I must be hot. That wood you’re sporting is the best compliment I’ve ever gotten.” She laughed. “Don’t feel bad about it. If I was offended, I’d move.”
But she didn’t move. Here my hard cock was pressing up against my sister’s leg and she didn’t care or move out of politeness. It felt like one of those crazy situations that happen in a dream and then when you wake up you say, “How could I ever believe that was actually happening?”
“Anything else that you think we should do while there gone?”
“Not yet… but I’m sure I’ll think of something.” I could hear the smile in her voice.
We sat there awhile relaxing, I tried to think of other things so that my erection would go away. I wasn’t doing a very good job of controlling my thoughts so I decided to talk instead. I had something that I had been thinking about anyway.
“You know, neither of us has dated anyone since we got this hot tub. I remember us both having a couple of flings in high school but they were all before we started sitting in here.”
“Yeah, that’s true. Are you… trying to make some kind of point?”
“Have you ever wondered why that was?”
“Not really. I’m pretty sure I know why,” she replied and looked at me knowingly.
“Well, tell me what you think.”
“I think most people have a desire for companionship, for a confidant, someone that they feel a bond with and that they can be open with. Of course people have a desire for sex too, but I think because we got all that other stuff with each other, the desire for sex was just never enough by itself to make us date. Of course, maybe it would be if either of us knew what we were missing. Sure we both want to get married someday, but when we get so much out the relationship that we have, it seems kind of silly to start dating before we’re ready to get married. Besides, I’m sure my future husband will just love the fact that he’s the only guy I’ve ever been with.”
I decided to joke with her, “So what you’re saying is that I’ve been going out with the same girl for three years and still haven’t gotten so much as a hand job?”
She laughed and punched me in the shoulder, “Fuckin’ pervert.”
“I’m just messing with you. I’ve thought pretty much everything you just said.”
“But the sex thing comes out too you know.”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you really think that most siblings are anywhere near as affectionate as we are? We’re both a little sexually repressed, which is probably why I’m sitting in your lap right now.”
She laughed and said, “If I couldn’t look forward to masturbating tonight, I’d probably be trying to jump your bones right now!” If my erection had weakened at all, it was back.
“I can’t believe you just said that to me,” I commented half seriously.
“Like you don’t masturbate?”
“Well everybody knows that all guys do it.”
“Well girls do it too. Especially this girl. Almost every day.”
“All right, I’ve got a girl in a bikini sitting on my lap talking about how often she masturbates. You are killing me here!” I joked, referring to my erection.
“Hey, it goes both ways! You think that thing pressing against my leg is making me any less worked up? Um… no.” We laughed and then she rested her head against my shoulder and we were both quiet for a moment.
“It is good to be so close to someone though…”
“Yeah… it is,” I sighed and wrapped my arm around her a little tighter.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you.”
“I know… I know. I love you too.” Another moment of silence.
“It’s going to be fun next week.”
“Yeah, the next few days are going to drag out pretty long.”
We sat there not talking, just holding each other for a while and then she kissed me on the cheek, and walked back into the house. I checked her out as she walked away, and when she was gone, I let my emotions settle for a while and then went to bed.
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The rest of the week dragged by much less than I was afraid it would. We didn’t sit in the hot tub again before our parents left for their trip. Maybe we both knew that doing so would just make it seem longer until we were alone. Or maybe we were afraid of the sexual tension that we had felt the previous time. We were a little more flirtatious with each other than usual, and one morning when we drove to school together, she held my hand during kaçak casino the trip. We held hands sometimes when we watched movies together, so it didn’t seem that unusual. But for some reason this time there was an electricity behind it.
My mind reeled with what to make of my own emotions. I knew that my feelings for my sister were more than I had so far dared to admit to myself. We had been closer than a lot of spouses are for the past three years and maybe I was just feeling what most people felt as a relationship deepens and grows.
But I knew in the back of my mind that part of it was sexual. I remembered what having a bad crush on a girl in high school had felt like, and it seemed a very familiar feeling right now. But this wasn’t a crush; I’d been her best friend for three years. I was slowly coming to the realization that if she hadn’t been my sister I would have called this love.
It was getting hard not to let my thoughts and emotions fill my entire day. Thank god spring break was here, because if I ever needed a week off of school, this was it.
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I got up Saturday morning. School was out and my parents had left before dark to make their trans-Atlantic flight. I got up and walked to the bathroom. The door was shut, so I knocked, just to let her know that I was waiting in case she was taking her time.
“Come in.” I guess she was already dressed. I opened the door and she was standing there in her bra and panties.
“Whoa! Sorry, I thought you said come in.” I closed the door. She opened it and looked at me.
“I did say, “Come in,” she grinned, a teasing look on her face. “If you’re going to see me in my bikini tonight, I figured I better start breaking you in a little, because that bikini shows way more than what you’re seeing right now.” I looked her up and down. It wasn’t a skimpy bra and panties but it didn’t need to be. Her body was amazing and I felt myself beginning to get hard.
“Well, I need to pee which I am not doing in front of you. But I think you’re right about breaking me in, I just about had a heart attack just now. If I faint when you get in the hot tub, don’t let me drown.” She laughed and I was glad, if I didn’t relieve the tension somehow, I thought I would just reach out and grab her.
“Well how do you think I feel, you walking around in your boxers?” She was obviously in a good mood.
“What’s got you so chipper first thing in the morning?”
“I had an amazing orgasm in the shower. What a way to start the day!” My erection was becoming a sure thing, and in my boxers it would be obvious. I needed to escape.
“Hey, thanks for sharing. When you’re done in here let me know, that way I can take a ‘shower’ too.” I walked back to my room. In a couple of minutes she walked in, still in her underwear.
“Sorry, for the holdup. It’s all yours.”
“Thanks.” I grabbed my clothes and started to head for the bathroom.
“Are you really going to jerk off in the shower?”
“That’s none of your business!”
“I told you that I did.”
“Considering that, and what you’re walking around in, what do you think I’m going to do?”
“In that case, you’re welcome.”
“For what?”
“For turning you on. Hope you enjoy yourself.” And with that she smiled at me and walked back to her room.
I tried to jerk off in the shower but my mind kept wandering from the task at hand. Maybe if I had just let myself think about my sister I would have gotten off, but I kept trying to think about other things, and instead my mind kept going back to the picture of her in her underwear or wondering what she would look like in her bikini tonight. The conflicts in my head left me with a cock that wouldn’t respond. After a while I gave up and got out of the shower. I dressed and went to find some breakfast.
My sister came into the kitchen, this time with her clothes on.
“So did have a mind blowing orgasm?” she teased.
“No, I couldn’t concentrate. I didn’t even get off.”
“Couldn’t concentrate, huh?” I noticed a smirk on her face.
“What? You aren’t going to make some comment about low dose Viagra for masturbating are you?”
“No. I’ll tell you what I’m smiling about in the hot tub tonight. I hope with one sight of me, you’ll banish any worries about being able to get it up.” She winked at me and smiled.
It was going to be a long day.
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But it wasn’t. We hung out all day, went for a jog together, watched some TV, walked to the coffee shop with a book and read for a while. All in all, it was what a vacation day should be, relaxing and doing things you find enjoyable. By the time we were done reading at the coffee shop it had grown dark outside. My sister looked up from her book,
“Well, its dark outside.”
“Yeah, we’ve been here awhile.”
“Well I don’t know about you, but that hot tub is calling to me.”
“Well then let’s go.”
We got up and walked out the door, it was only about a 15 minute walk home. My sister walked close to me and held my hand.
“I was going to wait until we got in the hot tub to ask you this, but I think I’ll will go ahead and ask you now.”