Desperate Twins (closed)

I could tell something was bugging her. I set the laptop aside after a bit more work on finalizing a video, and let it render the video edits into one file. I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek before standing up. “I’m gonna take a walk,” I said, grabbing my hoody. “I’ll be back in a bit,” I told her, before heading out.

She needed some space, I could tell that much. She was putting distance between us. My feet led me along as I pondered our situation. It was so fucked up. But it was all we really had going for us. When we got down to it, this was something we were really good at.

I followed the same path I took to get to work, apparently. I could see, a couple blocks down the road, the neon “open” sign in the adult toy store. “Fuck it,” I muttered to myself. It was time to make an investment in our work.
 
It was random when Tommy just got up and left like that. It felt like odd behaviour, but I actually appreciated it. The more I thought about it, the more I realized he'd probably picked up on my weird mood - he was always so good at that. He always knew when to back off and when to push me. This meant he'd probably went to give me space.

It was a long time though and he still wasn't home. I wondered where he'd gotten off to, but that just made me think of her and it put me in an even worse mood. I gathered my phone and pj's up and headed into the bathroom to get ready for bed. Tommy still wasn't home when I was done, so I climbed into bed and read a little while I waited.
 
As I walked through the store, I saw various items that I recalled there being requests for during live shows. I thought I walked away with a pretty good deal for everything I purchased, and I hoped she would be pleasantly surprised when she got her hands on them for her live solo shows. At least, I assumed that’s all that would be happening for a while. It would make for some great video, that was for certain.

I headed back home quickly, taking a bit of a short cut through a park to get back to our neighborhood. I soon came home and found Anna in bed. She seemed exhausted. I set the plain brown paper bag on the floor next to her bed. She had fallen asleep reading a book. I leaned over and kissed her forehead before turning off her light. I found my own regular pajamas, nothing more than gym shorts, really, and was faced with a dilemma. The couch or the bed?

I probably should have gone to sleep on the couch. But I desperately wanted to hold her. And that was that. I crawled into the bed behind her, under the blankets, planted a kiss on her shoulder, and wrapped my arms around her. My head hit the pillow... but I was wide awake.
 
I woke up just as Tommy slid in behind me but made no sounds or indication that I was awake. He pressed himself against my back and tangled our legs together, pressing a kiss onto my shoulder. It all felt very domestic, like a boyfriend might do when he spent the night. The thought sent a spike of pain right through my heart and I flinched, opening my eyes to stare out at the darkness of the apartment.

We laid there like that for a long time. I really don't know if he realized I was awake, but every movement of him behind me was something I was hyper aware of. It made it almost impossible for me to fall back to sleep. Finally, huffing, I turned around in his arms and buried my face in his neck, throwing a leg over his hips. "Stop squirming," I demanded, my voice rumbling against his skin.

One of his hands that had been wrapped around my waist slid up my side to tangle into my hair and hold me into him. He pressed another kiss to the crown of my skull and it wasn't long after that that I felt him finally relax against me and his breath even out into little puffs of air that rustled my hair. I hid my smile into his throat and fell back to sleep myself.

When I got up in the morning, I spotted a plain paper bag sitting on the coffee table that I was pretty sure hadn't been there last night. I wanted to peek, but I also knew that I should mind my business. The thought of what was in there teased me all morning as I waited for my brother to wake. I was tempted to make him get up, but it was quite late after all by the time he'd fallen asleep, so I left him alone.

Finally, after a few hours of staring at this bag, I couldn't take it anymore. I repeated those words he'd said to me yesterday as justification - We belong to each other. That meant what was his was mine, and what was mine was his, too, didn't it? My fingers caught the edge of the bag and pulled it open, stealing a glance into its depths. My eyes widened and I let out a little squeal, slapping my hands over my mouth in shock.

Sex toys. Tommy had went out and bought sex toys last night? I thought it was something we were going to do together. Then, my mind supplied the image of him slowly browsing through the store searching for the best toys to make his own sister cum. I knew he would have been meticulous about it, thinking very hard about my pleasure the whole time as he weighed the options of each toy. There were some very nice gadgets in this bag, I noted as I regained my courage and dug through. He'd done a very good job selecting them, and I couldn't wait to use them next time I did a show!

Although I wanted him to sleep, I also thought he deserved a nice big reward in thank you. I wanted to kiss him, but I figured that maybe breakfast in bed was the more appropriate reaction, so I began work on that quietly as he snored in the early morning light. After everything was ready, I placed it on the table and made myself comfortable on the floor next to the bed. Leaning in, I fit my mouth to his softly, whispering against his mouth. "Wake up sleepyhead, breakfast is ready."
 
I woke up to the sweet smells of breakfast. Bacon and sausage and eggs and coffee, but mostly what I was smelling was my Anna as she kissed me awake. My eyes fluttered open and I smiled softly as I came to.

“Mmm, thank you,” I said, pushing myself up a bit, leaning back on my elbow and rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes. “Smells great baby,” I told her. I had awoken intermittently throughout the night, and having her in my arms, her leg around me, her breasts pressed into me, couldn’t have been a better way to sleep.

I sat up and swung my legs off the side of the bed, my belly growling for the food, and we went to our little kitchenette table and started eating. I had a fairly early shift to get to at work, so I gathered up my work clothes and got dressed.

“There are some goodies in that bag for your shows today,” I told her with a little smirk, nodding towards the bag on the coffee table.
 
"I know," I winked. "I might have peeked. That's what the good morning kiss was for, babe," I responded giggling. "I'm going to make use of them today while you're busy - I cannot wait! Thank you, Tommy!" as I kissed the corner of his mouth one more time. "I hope you have a great day at work while I'm here having a ton of fun."

After he finished getting ready and headed out to work, I hopped in the shower and got ready to begin my own job for the day. I responded to the backlog of messages I couldn't bear to read from our performance the other night and posted some of the clips Tommy had told me were ready. Then, I started to dig through the bag one more time, laying everything out in a neat little row to pick what I wanted to use first.
 
She seemed genuinely excited about her new toys, and that made me very happy. She was touching and kissing on me again, and that made me quite happy as well.

My work day dragged on, though! It was torture to be there, and all I could do was wonder how things were going for her, which of the new acquisitions she was using... She certainly had plenty to pick from! A vibrator, a rather large realistic dildo, a long ridged glass toy. Restraints, a ball gag, a cat-o-nines, a paddle. Nipple clamps. Even some lingerie!

Halfway through my shift, it was pretty slow, and the manager asked for volunteers to leave early. I was quick to take her up on the offer. Besides, the more I worked on videos, the more money seemed to be coming in from the cam site. I headed on home, but didn’t warn Anna, not wanting to interrupt her if she was in the middle of a private session... but kind of hoping I might walk in on her doing one...
 
My attention was instantly drawn to the glass toy. I'd heard that you could warm them up or even freeze them and it opened up a whole world of possibilities. I could only imagine Tommy's face if he discovered it in the freezer one day!

The bondage gear made me a little nervous, and it was clear he'd intended for me to eventually break down and invite him into my bed again to use those on me - I figured after his clear statement about belonging to each other that he wasn't going to tolerate me using that with another man. The thought of him bringing that paddle down on my fleshy ass... it made me shudder in delight as I stroked my hand over the rough surface of it.

I tried on the lingerie and wasn't surprised to see that it fit perfectly - almost like it was poured on my body. I decided to wear it for my next private show. That's how Tommy caught me, coming home early. Wearing the lingerie and holding the paddle, looking like a kid in a candy shop.
 
I walked in as quietly as I could, just in case she was in the middle of a show, and I was not disappointed by what I saw on the bed. Anna was just getting started, it seemed, and in a very playful, fun mood, judging by the smile on her face. She was wearing one of the lingerie pieces I had gotten for her, a babydoll, and it accentuated her amazing tits in such a delicious way.

I smirked as I saw the naughty smile come across her face when she saw me walk in, but I knew she would remain focused on her show for the time being.

This was going to be a very good day.

The guy she was teasing was begging her to get her tits out, and soon enough, she was showing them off for him...

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I smirked naughtily at the camera, ignoring Tommy as I slowly tugged the baby doll down under my tits, letting them pop out and settle against my chest. My nipples were already hard, pebbled under the view of the cam as I played with them, twisting and tugging. I turned this way and that, letting them jiggle for the camera and making sure my viewer got every angle.

Grabbing that realistic dildo, I pushed my tits together and slid the toy into the crevice between them until they were holding it steady. Slowly opening my mouth, I let some drool drip out over the curve of my bottom lip until the string broke and a dollop dropped down onto the head of the fake cock. I gathered up another mouthful and spit directly down between my tits, rubbing the dildo back and forth in the liquid there to lubricate it and make the slide easier as I fucked it back and forth in the gap of my cleavage.
 
I slipped off my shoes and silently moved around the room, getting my phone out to start taking pictures of her. This was a much more enjoyable job than making coffee! I got plenty of good shots of her playing with her new toy in her tits.

I couldn’t help but imagine her doing that to me. My cock was definitely starting to get hard as I watched her little show. I wasn’t about to call attention to that fact, however.

Now the guy was begging to watch her deep throat her new toy. I gulped, and aimed my phone camera carefully...
 
I popped the toy out from between my tits and rearranged myself on my knees. I propped the suction cup base on the nightstand and lowered my face down next to it to compare the size of it for the camera. I started off slow, kissing around the head and licking the shaft, before rolling my tongue around the tip. I made a big show out of deep throating it, making sure Tommy got a good view for his own clips.

All of my sucking was interspersed with breathless comments and dirty talks to help my viewer feel like he was a bigger part of the show than just the audience. I could hear his moans and his warning that he was going to cum, so I moved closer in front of the camera and tilted my face with my eyes closed as if I was kneeling underneath him. "Cum on my face, baby," I moaned for him.
 
Fuck, but that was dirty filthy hot. I could hear the guy groaning through the laptop speakers as he jerked himself off, and shortly thereafter closed he closed the paid stream.

“Nice work,” I said with a smirk, watching as she wiped some drool from her chin.

“Got another private to do or are we on a little break?” I asked her as I pulled off my work shirt and prepared to remove the work pants in favor of more comfortable clothing.
 
"Taking a break for now," I replied, tucking everything back into the babydoll exactly where it belonged.

"You're home early," I said, looking at him in confusion. "I didn't expect you til later. The apartment's a mess because I've been so busy playing with the toys you bought me. Some are a bit... daunting," I murmured. "I think I need a partner for some but we know how that turned out, so..."

I happened to turn just as he pulled off his work pants and revealed his boxers, slightly tented, before he stepped into something more comfortable.
 
I pulled on some gym shorts and a tee shirt, oblivious to her eyes on me as I changed.

“Yeah, work was slow so they asked for a volunteer to duck out early. We make way more money working on this than my hourly at the coffee shoppe, so it was kind of a no-brainer,” I said.

She was talking about needing a partner for some of the new toys. I chuckled. “You just gotta get a little creative,” I said, avoiding any talk at all about me doing anything sexual with her, as much as I might have wanted to insinuate otherwise.

I quickly went about scooping up what little mess there was in the apartment before finding a seat on the sofa to start working through all the photos and short vids I’d just shot during her last session.

On the laptop, I noticed several messages from guys that hadn’t been responded to yet. Out of curiosity, I looked at them, figuring that mostly it was just pervy messages, guys trying to get freebies, that kind of crap. Instead, what I found was several messages from guys asking for more videos of me and her together!
 
His explanation about work made sense and I nodded. "Or I could just go find myself a new partner," I quipped, changing into something more comfortable as well. I was in a snacking mood so I poured a quick bowl of cereal before settling in next to him on the couch.

I spotted the messages I had read but not answered, all asking for another fuck session between Tommy and I. I had no idea of how to possibly respond without being rude, because I couldn't really explain that I had had sex with my brother in a moment of weakness and we weren't aiming to repeat the encounter.

I cleared my throat and started gabbing about the show that was playing in the background to try and take his mind off of them. It was like it went in one ear and out the other as he stared down at them on the laptop. I narrowed my eyes, leaning forward to forcefully shut the laptop screen. "Ignore it," I muttered, suddenly not hungry, getting up to put my bowl in the sink.
 
I raised an eyebrow when she spoke about finding a new partner, even as she peeled off the babydoll in front of me and changed into a tank top and tiny little cotton shorts. My heart thumped with desire. She made herself a snack of cereal and started a show on the TV, but I was too intrigued by the many and varied suggestions of how these guys wanted to see me and my sister fuck. What they wanted us to talk about. How much they wanted to pay for these scenes.

And my sister suddenly slammed the laptop shut in front of me and got up and took her bowl to the sink in the kitchenette.

“Hey!” I watched her walk away, clearly upset. It actually made me upset. She’d had a pretty decent day so far on cam, which I had helped make happen by getting the toys, and now she was trying to shut me out.

“Anna, what the fuck?”
 
"Really, Tommy?" I demanded, spinning around to face him. "You know we can't fuck again and there you are focused on all those comments from perverts about which position we should do next or where they want you to cum all over me! Stop looking at that!" I demand. "It's bad enough that I can't stop thinking about it. I don't need reminders like that slapping me in the face everyday," I said weakly, the fight draining out of me as I continued on to the sink. I leaned there for a moment with my back arched and my face buried in my arms, my back to him just breathing deeply, trying to get my frustration under control.

"Please. Please just let it go. How do you expect me to move on from this if we can't get away from it?"
 
I stood up and followed her into the kitchen. I came up behind her as she stood at the sink. I grabbed her arms as I pressed myself onto her backside, pinning her against the counter.

“And what if, for whatever fucked up reason, this is exactly what we are supposed to be doing right now?” I asked, my voice low in her ear, my breath hot on her skin. “What if moving on is the last thing we need to do. What if this is our ticket on to a better life? We are already carrying a dirty secret...”
 
"You can't be serious," I raged, trying to turn in his arms; he'd caged me in pretty well and I couldn't really move, so I had to settle with pinning him a steely look over my shoulder. "Think about what you're saying, Tommy. You're my brother for Christ's sake. Fucking once was bad enough, but planning to do it over and over? That's insa --mmph!" I spouted, interrupted by his mouth searching and connecting with mine to halt the flow of words. His lips massaged mine, trying to get me to give in and let him really kiss me, and I was sorely tempted, but my brain was screaming at me not to let it happen as much as my heart had already melted at his feet.

He realized I wasn't going to give it up and he pulled back, but his lips just migrated to the tender skin behind my ear, pressing kisses there.

"What do you possibly see happening? We fuck and live in sin, making money off our depravity? What happens when someone catches us, or our neighbours or someone who knows us finds out? What then? Start introducing yourself as my boyfriend and not my brother? If either us gets into a relationship, you can't tell me this wouldn't affect it. We're both way too invested already, Tommy." I listed off all the cons to his suggestion. "When does it end?" I finished softly.
 
I hadn’t really meant to kiss her, but it just kind of happened in such close proximity like that. Her words made perfect sense, of course, and my heart raged. I spun her around on the counter, leaning into her and looking into her eyes.

“The only relationship I want is with you,” I declared, simply. “I don’t care if you want to call me brother or boyfriend. Anna, this is the best thing we have going for us right now. Think about it. This is our ticket out of this tiny fucking apartment, both of us going to college, getting better jobs, building a better life. We can do it, together.”

My hands found hers. “Anna. I love you. I’m in fucking love with you.”
 
For a moment, it was all I could do to stand there and stare at him, completely stupefied. I thought I was dreaming - there was no way he’d just admitted to feeling the same as I did - so I debated pinching myself, but there was no mistaking the tight grip he had my her hands. This was reality. Tommy was... in love with me?

My brow furrowed. Every argument I’d had against this relationship faded away in the loud pounding of my heart against my chest as I stood there caged between him and the counter. He was right, of course. It made us good money. Money we couldn’t make anywhere else. We could have a decent future... together. Nobody would have to know that the neighbours who fucked loudly into the night were siblings before lovers. It was nobody’s business but our own, unless we chose to disclose it.

His confession broke down those final barriers and my reservations faded away. Anything that came at us in the future, we would deal with it together. We were strong enough to get over anything. I didn’t want anything more than I wanted his love, and now that I finally had it, I was going to hold on with both hands.

i pulled my hands free from his and he started to step back like he’d already been rejected, but I stopped him with my hands clasped onto the strong line of his jaw. I chastely pressed my lips to his, kissing him softly. I rested my forehead on the curve of his shoulder when I pulled back for a moment before I tilted my face to look up at him.

“I’m in love with you, too,” I admitted. “It’s always been you. I don’t want anyone else. Simon was just an excuse to ignore how much I loved you. I get mad when you fuck that floozy - I can always tell and it makes me so jealous! A lot of the time, I only had sex with Simon to get back at you for doing her,” I babbled, confessing the truth of my feelings. “I want to be your only woman, Tommy.”
 
“You are my only woman,” I replied immediately. “I won’t do anything with her, I promise. Hell, I’ll put in a request to move to a different store or I’ll find another job and won’t work with her anymore.”

I kissed her forehead and pulled Anna into a firm hug. “Hell, I bet if I could just work full time on all the video editing and everything else, we’d be able to bring in even more than I can make at fucking ten bucks an hour,” I said.

It was true. She could only produce so much content without the extra help. Her solo private cam shows tended to be pretty straightforward, as most guys just wanted her to play with herself and cum while they jerked off. The best sellers were far and away the ones from when there was some interaction between us.

She was in love with me. Just as I was with her. We were in this together. I squeezed her tighter, my lips finding her neck.
 
I tangled my hands in his hair, tilting my head back to give him room to work his mouth down my throat. “I don’t care if you stay there at the coffee shop but it would be nice to have you home with me full time,” I responded. “An even partner in our business ventures. I’ll tell those perverts the truth - that I’m fucking my brother and that he’s the only man who gets a piece of me; the love of my life. I bet we’d rake in the cash. There’s only so many things a girl can do solo, after all,” I said, unaware that he was thinking the same thing.

“Right now, though, I just want to make love to you for the first time, baby.” I pulled his mouth up to meet mine from the clench I had in his hair. We kissed with open mouths, slowly, just enjoying the feeling that we felt exactly the same way. We took our time to explore each other’s mouths as true lovers, finally.
 
Her words rang in my mind. We were doing this, together, all in. Kinky, dirty, incestual camming was our future.

But right now, our very immediate future, was all about us. No cameras, no one watching, just for us. I was going to make love to my sister, and she would make love to me.

Our kiss was serene, divine, gentle and loving. Our lips and tongues exploring, wandering, no drunkenness, just us together. We moved to the couch, but didn’t last long there before we wanted to be entangled together on the bed.

I feasted on her neck, her face, her shoulders. I hadn’t even taken her clothes off yet. She was absolutely delicious.
 
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