A Special Heroes Welcome

[AlexNI]

One female character please, something incesty, a grown-up sister, a concerned mother, something else maybe, whatever fancies, knock yourself out.

Corporal James Evans stepped off the plane with his right arm clutching, nursing the pain in his abdomen as he looked over the horizon, breathing in this somehow difference ambience. "It's good to be home buddy" a fellow colleague cheerily spoke to James from behind, propping his arm briefly around James in companionship before walking past. "Amen to that" the young man spoke to himself.

At 6'3" and 23 years of age, James was taut with sculpted muscle, the two years of customary conditioning had drastically improved his frame ever since he took up his position in Afghanistan. His hair, or lack of, was freshly shaven, cut to military regulation whilst his specially fitted army uniform, which perhaps showed his new body at its very best, hid the array of tattoos he picked up whilst away on duty.

James looked towards the terminal whilst making his way down the air stairs, trying to pick out a family member amongst the backdrop of everybody else waving or taking pictures, also here to greet home their loved ones. James knew someone was coming to pick him up, but not sure who, but he specifically requested through e-mail two days earlier that the minimalist of fuss be made towards his homecoming, the stubbornness and self-importance in him not wanting to show emotion amongst his fellow colleagues.

He continued to grimace and hobble in discomfort with each step down he made, in part to his abdominal injuries, but also feeling generally sore and fatigued from the long journey. By now James was a little disturbed, as he continued to look around, failing as yet to pick out one family member on his way down to ground level as he quietly voiced to himself "Sis, mom? Anyone here?!"

[AlexNI]

Bumping

[MadMissJ]

She’d been told by their mother that she’d best get a move on if she wanted to be on time to get her brother. James had requested that just one relative pick him up, and that they’d not fuss over him. It made Jill a little annoyed, because their whole family was waiting to welcome him back. Their mother was cooking his favorite dinner tonight, and tomorrow they were supposed to meet with the rest of their extended family for a get together.

But today was James’ day. And Jill was doing exactly as he’d requested, though a little more her way.

She was leaning against a pillar, one of her long slim cigarettes, cracking on one end as she pulled smoke into her lungs. She was all grown up, if the looks from the other soldiers were any indication. Long red hair with gentle a gentle curl and pale blue eyes, pert breasts that strained against her tight tank top. She was tall and slender, she’d say about 5’11” she was more like 5’10”. But her best feature were those legs that went on forever, wrapped in tight jeans with rips at the knees.

She’d spotted him finally, not long after a security officer and told her that there was no smoking in the airport, and literally took the stick from her mouth and crushed it beneath his foot.

“Whatever.” The girl rolled her eyes and walked toward her brother, who was at the moment looking wildly around for something.

"Sis, mom? Anyone here?!"

“Shhhh!” She leap toward him, careful not to hug him and do more damage to her poor brother, but Jill did put a finger against his lips and gave him a smile.

“I thought you didn’t want a scene? And here you are being dramatic.” She laughed and shook her head, pulling her finger away.

“I’d hug you and everything, but your email explicitly said no fuss.” Jill started off in the direction she’d come from, leaning over to reach down and heave a duffle bag over her shoulder that was almost as big as she was.

“I got your bag, Corporal James Evans.” She laughed.

“You know…even though I’m not making a scene over you…You could at least tell me how lovely I look.” His sister hinted.

[AlexNI]

“Shhhh!” a redheaded figure leaped out in front of a startled James who scrawled his eyes shut momentarily, rolling his head slightly as he mentally woke himself from his weary state as the young woman continued.

“I thought you didn’t want a scene? And here you are being dramatic.” It sounded like her, it vaguely looked like her as he gave her a second glance and stare... y-y-e-s-ss it was, it was his sister Jilly! James’ world had been turned upside down in the two years of service, being up close and personal to some pretty violent scenarios, pushing his limits of shock and surprise ever outwards but even he was taken aback by how different she looked! Jilly looked all the more… adulty and mature in the brief moments he had to take her in, especially with the tight clothing she wore, more provocatively showing off her assets. James opened his mouth, searching for words, as he sought to rapidly re-adjust his mindset to this seemingly new world but was abruptly interrupted as his sister turned her back.

“I’d hug you and everything, but your email explicitly said no fuss.” she matted behind him, somewhat in jest but also a hint of lament towards his earlier request. "Oh I didn’t mean it like that!" the still startled young man tried to defend himself, now secretly damning himself as his sister headed towards the car park, tipsily carrying his mass of belongings.

“You know…even though I’m not making a scene over you…You could at least tell me how lovely I look.” "You look lovely" the young solider dryly replied back in haste from behind, keen not become subjugated to by his young sister. Truth was, Jilly didn’t look lovely at all, she looked fucking sensational as James’ eyes scanned over his sister’s frame once, then twice in quiet appreciation with her back still turned to him. Perhaps it had been the long time away, but as he continued to walk and admire, he simply could not believe his eyes, his sister was a hottie, before he quickly suppressed himself into a painful mumble of a groan, remembering that this was his sister he was approving!

James caught up with Jilly, walking side-by-side in silence, seemingly towards her vehicle as the young man reminded himself that his sister could drive now, recalling the e-mail she sent to him months ago, telling him of how happy she was to gain her license, things had indeed certainly changed a lot! "I’ve been running around no-mans land trying to not get killed and now I’m home I have to endure your driving?" as the elder sought to break the short silence and poke a little fun at her in an effort to restrain himself from losing his trail of mind to more lured thoughts.

Entering the airport car park, James turned his head around, certifying to himself that no-one, not least his colleagues, were around before erratically throwing his arm open in a wide gesture, pulling his sister towards him. "Come here sis!" he called, before forcefully hauling his sisters body towards his own before it flat-out cushioned itself against his. In the heat of the moment, the young man then brought his spare arm around, ignoring the pain in his abdomen to fully embrace his sister, locking his arms around and naturally planting his hands on her hips whilst bowing his head down, crouching towards her level, shutting his eyes and holding her tightly for a few brief seconds. "Missed you..." he quietly whispered between the silence, smiling softly to himself, somehow the embrace feeling so right. "Missed you all…" a few seconds later he broke, just to be balanced, although his first sentence spoke enough.

"There that’s your hug…" the young man suddenly broke towards her, the pragmatist in him telling that that was quite enough, even if longed to held her for just that little while longer. James broke his arms free and shoved Jilly playfully away as he tried to hold back the wicked grin that was slowly telling itself.

[MadMissJ]

“Boo, James.” The red head turned back toward him, walking backward. A tad wobbly from his gear. Her bottom lip poked out, making the soft cushion of it, puffier and more enticing. She knew it did. Since turning 18 she’d used it on all sorts of men, young and old, they all fell for a pouty look. However this was her brother, so she had to add another something.

“I’m sure I can try to liven it up a bit, make it more like where you were…I’m sure I could find a bag of sand on the way home, fill the car up with it.” She teased, winking at him.

The car was like any first car, nothing fantastic. It was a little jaunty racer, a Camero with two bright white stripes on the front. It had long sleek lines, not unlike Jill. But she knew she was going to have a time getting James’ things into the back.

But that was forgotten for the moment when he wrapped her up in his arms. She tripped toward him, loosing control of that packed bag, and dropping it only moments before being hauled up against his harder body. She could feel his hands at her hips, and her own locking around his neck.

And when he murmured that he missed her, Jill melted, her face buried against his neck.

“I missed you too.” Her voice was a little more unsteady, her breast were crushed against him, her older brother, and she could feel the instant tightening of her nipples as she breathed in his scent. She could have closed her eyes and been lost there, in the expanse of the parking lot, away from the others rushing toward the exit.

But then he said something else, and pushed her away playfully. It took her almost a full thirty seconds to rewind back to being Jilly, and regret a little that he’d removed her so forcefully from his warm body.

"There that’s your hug…"

“Who said I wanted one?” She snarked back, and opened her door, shoving the driver’s seat forward to stuff his things in the back. Right before she jogged around to the passenger side, right before he could reach for the handle she pushed herself in front of him, bumping him away with her backside.

“I’ll get it. It’s not every day that you make it home safe.” She laughed, heaving the heavy door out, and making a grand gesture, complete with a bow and an extended hand that meant that he should get inside.

Once she closed the door again, Jill ran back to her side, slipping inside, the vinyl catching against the soft cotton of her tank top, pulling it up her torso ever so slightly bearing the sparkle of a jewel of her belly ring.

“Should take about an hour to get home, you want to stop and get something to eat before heading back?”

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“Who said I wanted one?” Jill quickly returned. "Oh fine" looking composed, unmoved at his sisters playful throwback as he looked on alarmed whilst she slothfully dumped the baggage into the backseat. "Your not much of a hugger anyway, no loss. Hey watch what you’re doing with that bag, there’s a lot of dangerous stuff in there."

She quickly returned to his spot, opening the door for him in yet more playful gesture, re-affirming his earlier thoughts that she was indeed just being good-humoured. "Thank you my lady" as James tentatively lowered his body down, his right arm clutching at his abs once more as a sudden, yet now usual wave of pain filtered through him.

Seated, James rolled his head around, looking around the interior briefly, quietly impressed with his sisters taste before she quickly re-emerged, sitting next to him in the drivers seat. "Nice…" he stumbled, caught in mid-flow, his attention diverted as he caught a second glance of his sister seating herself, her tank top rising against the sound the vinyl resisting against her to sufficiently reveal a belly ring "wheels…" he paused, caught a little bit lost in his thoughts. "Kinky…" he silently groaned to himself looking the other way, the hint of a dreamy smile as the side of his lip rose slightly, those two seconds looking at her in the drivers seat… the vinyl… the tightness of her clothing… something about her demeanour… the belly ring... just a lil kinky.

Not that she appeared to show any signs of catching him quietly admiring her. “You want to stop and get something to eat before heading back?”

James looked up, blinking his eyes twice in quick succession, snapping himself out of his thoughts as he mustered a chuckle to himself. "Jilly!" he cried aloud in a higher tone. "Your unbelievable. I'm back two minutes and already you’re trying to get junk food down me, you just want to go yourself don't you? Some things will never change..." he shook his head in jest, still laughing.

"It might not look like it, but under these overalls is the body of a fine specimen…" he declared, punching his own chest with a clinched fist proudly. "…and you want me to eat some crap and ruin all that good work…?" glaring at her inquisitively before narrowing his eyes. "Should I be naughty… a devil…?" as he dragged his fingertips curiously against his chin, dreaming of all the luxuries that he had missed out on during his time away, delaying the answer just to tease Jill a lil more. Temptation finally gave in, "Ah heck! Why the hell not?!" he threw his palms openly into the air, dismissing his strict regime, knowing full well his decision would please her.

Jilly couldn’t wait a moment longer, starting up the engine James naturally looked over him as his little sister reversed the vehicle, a strange sensation to say the least. "Let’s just get there alive okay…?" speaking softly, nodding reassuringly to himself, still feeling a little unsure about being passenger as Jill proceeded to floor it.

[MadMissJ]

This was perfect. Windows rolled down, the fast air whipping her hair away from her face, dancing in the breeze like leaves falling in autumn. Her brother had agreed to go out for a little junk food before they headed home to their mother. Who, Jill would guess was slaving away anyway for James’ big dinner. When she’d left to go get her brother, the much beloved only son of Maris Evans, her mother was polishing James’ high school trophies and all the glass of the picture frames of her brother.

He’d been the golden child. And when he’d left to serve his country, well, he might as well have been lifted to paragon status where their mother was concerned. Jill didn’t know how many yellow ribbons their mother had tied on everything, how many times she’d been drug to church to light candles for his safety. Maybe it was only natural that in the wake of that she’d grown from a dutiful and honor roll sixteen year old, into a rebellious, devil may care eighteen year old hottie.

James had missed a few things, while being in the service. The belly ring that she knew he’d noticed was only the tip of the iceberg. The many holes in her ears where gold and silver hoops were had been her first act of stepping away from her brother’s shadow, when she’d come home with four piercings, well…that was chalked up to growing pains. The belly ring? Her missing her brother.

The little tattoo just above her shaved pussy was one that no one had been treated to yet….as well as a few more piercings that only those that really cared to find out would ever find.

Jill looked over at her brother with a smile, lifting her hand from the wheel of the car to walk two fingers up his neck before scratching him lightly as they fell back down the corded muscles there.

“We're here.” She laughed and opened her car door, jumping out as if she’d been confined in a cage rather than the driver seat of her own car. And where they were couldn’t exactly be classified.

It was an open field, the dead and dying grass crunched beneath her heeled boots. Down a long open space, about the length of a football field was an old drive in movie screen, complete with missing panels and a few kids up on top of the railing. There were a few other vehicles here as well as bikes, though they were parked farther away.

And Jill wanted to give James an experience she was sure he missed when he was home.

“Come on, Slow poke!” She turned to yell toward him, continuing to walk toward the only building in the whole expanse of land.

It was called “Tatters”.

And it was as if they’d entered the twilight zone. There were two girls standing at the ordering window, both topless, both with pleasant smiles on their faces. This was a place that was known to cater to the biker crowd, both girls seemed oblivious to the fact that their nipples were pointing out at the brother and sister. They were pretty girls, Jill had to agree, but she’d seen better at this place.

“What are you gunna have?” Jill looped her arm though James’ and rested her head on his shoulder.

“I’m gunna have…” There was a bit of a pause before she continued.

“Chocolate milkshake, I want one of the biggest messiest burgers you have, everything on it…A small hot fudge sunday and some fries.” Jill raddled off her order, oblivious to the fact that she’d probably ordered enough for six people. But not oblivious to the way the girls were looking at her brother.

Which made her stomach tighten, with a sense of ownership…and though she didn’t recognize it…jealousy.

She wanted to tell the pretty blond who was leaning across the counter, smiling at James, practically playing with her own nipples that her brother was unavailable. But she did the next best thing, even while he was ordering she pulled her brother’s face down to her, her lips quickly taking his. There was a fair amount of force behind the kiss, even if he had wanted to get away, Jill couldn’t have let him. There they were, pressed up against each other, her mouth open for him, hands on his shoulders.

Two girls watching them.

A few realizations dawned on her like a ton of bricks landing on her head. One, this was her brother, two this was very inappropriate, and three, perhaps the topless lunch excursion was not such a good idea.

Jill separated herself as suddenly as she’d latched on to him, turning a smirk to the blond.

“He’s mine.” The voice was clear of any of the misgivings that were going through her mind.

There wasn’t an answer back other than their food being presented to them.

Jill quickly grabbed the tray, and started to walk back to her car, a dark cloud now hanging over her.

“Look, I had to do it or else they would just bug us though the meal, okay.” Jill was definitely a little defensive.

She set the tray down on the hood of her car and took a fry holding it out to him.

“Sorry.”

[AlexNI]

To say that James was bewildered as he made his way back to the Camero was an understatement, what the hell had just happened? Narrowing his eyes and wiping his forehead and brow, James desperately tried to process his twist of emotions. Why didn’t he force her off him? This was his sister! But then… why did she stop? He had to admit, the kiss was kinda good and presence of his sister wrapped in his arm gave him a certain warm fuzzy feeling for which he had seriously lacked during his time away... why did she stop? and why his cock quickly stiffening with every passing thought, good or bad.

No sooner than when Jill presented a fry in apology James quickly took it from her. He nodded his head up once in silent acceptance before grabbing the nearest bit of food and making a hasty scurry to the side of the hood, overlooking the empty dilapidated landscape, away from Jill, away from potential embarrassment.

For the short while that James was eating alone, separated from his sister by no more than a few feet, seemed a lifetime. Chewing on his fries he mentally played back the days events so far, especially the moments where the siblings were most intimate towards each other, a freak set of occurrences? No. Something was happening, something good, something special, right? With every pleasant thought and reminder of how right it somehow felt , James tried to reaffirm to himself how sick and so very wrong it was, yet it was forbidden nature that inspired his intense desire for more. Was he alone in his feelings? Surely, Jill was having similar having thoughts herself… or was he magnifying each event and ultimately coming up with something that could only be excused by his long travels. James needed to know, yet how?

Feeling mischievous, "I’m gunna go get myself a coke" he declared to his sister, pulling his body away from the hood of the car, straightening out his uniform with the tip of his finger before making way for the vicinity of the run-down restaurant before Jill could protest. James wasn’t sure what to think, would his sister feel a hint of jealously? Would she come running for him? He sure hoped so, but he couldn’t help himself into a wry-smile forming his lips as he approached the two scantily-clad girls within viewing distance, he was in a win-win situation after all, one way or another the chances were he was going to get pussy tonight! Sure the two pretty little things before him would be a nice catch, they were quickly becoming his bankers. But as he propped his arm against the stall, talking small-talk, the deeper more intense soul of him quietly prayed his new 'girlfriend' was very protective of her boyfriend.