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Character - Matthew Humphrey Age 19, 6'1, brown hair, blue eyes, athletic body

-background info- Matt still lives at home with his parents and his sister. After graduating high school he took a year off to try and figure out what he wanted to go to college for. He's still deciding..

It was a Sunday afternoon and I was at home relaxing watching football. The parents were once again out of town on a business trip, and my girlfriend, Alexa, was at work. So after sleeping in I was on the couch in the living room still in my pajamas, white t shirt and thin grey sweat pants. Feet kicked up on the coffee table and sipping one of dad's beers I took from the fridge.

It was nice to just have some time to myself. My girlfriend was always wanting to hang out, my parents were always riding me about getting a job, and lately my sister has seem to been trying to spend more time with me as well.
 
Character - April Humphrey, Age 18 5'9 Long blonde hair, blue eyes, slender and athletic
Pic - http://i1035.photobucket.com/albums...mblr_nm2hqqubbB1qdsywgo1_1280_zps24ivv6lr.jpg

I'd gotten up early and gone to lunch with a couple of friends, and by the time I got home it was nearly three in the afternoon. Wearing my long sleeved, pink spandex top and my skull print leggings, I looked like I'd just come from the gym, you know, without all the sweat and breathing hard. My hair was in tight, twin braids and I was feeling especially sassy as I walked into the living room and found my older brother camped out on the couch, his feet propped up on the coffee table.

I rarely got a chance to spend time with Matt these days, between mom and dad being home most of the time, and Matt's girlfriend doing her best to stay attached to him all the frickin time, so seeing him home alone, I decided to take advantage.

"Whatcha watching?" I asked as I walked past the couch and stood between the coffee table and the TV, my back to my brother as I effectively blocked his view. I popped my gum, which I knew he hated, but to be fair, it was more out of habit than specifically to annoy Matt.
 
Just when I thought I would be able to have some "me" time all day you came walking in and stood directly in front of me. "I'm watching football. And since I know you don't like watching sports why don't you stop bothering me?" I teased back at you after you popped your gum. I sipped my beer looking at you wondering if you were going to leave me alone or not.
 
"Football, huh? Whose playing...the Cubs? The Knicks?" I reply as I finally move to the side enough for you to see the TV again. "I have really been meaning to start watching more football." Okay, yeah, no. No desire to watch football. I mean, maybe if the players all looked like Tim Tebow and didn't wear big helmets to keep you from seeing that they looked like Tim Tebow, but as is, I couldn't care less about football.

Without giving you a chance to object, I flop down on the couch next to you, kick my shoes off, and place my feet on the coffee table next to yours. I'm close enough to you that we're touching, but not so close that you will freak out or try to push me away.

"So where's Alexa and how did you get her off your jock long enough to actually watch a game?" I asked, popping my gum again, more loudly than before.
 
"You can not be serious." I say in response to you trying to name football teams. When you walk to the side I happen to catch a glimpse of your big butt filling your leggings very nicely. Every time I see a nice ass it makes me wish Alexa had a big butt. I shook my head and went back to looking at the tv. I couldn't believe I was just looking at my sister's ass.

When you plop down next to me I knew I could kiss alone time goodbye. "Alexa is working today. And even if she wasn't and was here I would still be watching the game. She's not that controlling." I say barely even believing myself.
 
"Oh, sure. You're right. She's not that controlling," I respond sarcastically as I shift my body slightly to face more toward you.

"Are you serious? Bro, she's on you all the time," I say as I stretch my legs out until my feet are lying across your ankles. "Don't get me wrong, she's okay looking and all, but I think you could do better. And she's totes clingy, dude."

"You need someone whose just chill, you know? Some one you can just hang out with, watch TV, relax on the couch...someone you can just fool around with whenever you want, you know...someone who likes you for you," I add as I play with one of my braids.
 
I look down at your feet as they touch my legs and then back over to you while you are talking. You were making valid points and the more I thought about it the more I thought about how controlling my girlfriend actually is. "Are you trying to get me to break up with my girlfriend? Because that's what it's sounding like sis."
 
"Of course not," I denied, shaking my head, my voice serious. And it was true. I wasn't trying to break them up, well, not necessarily. What I really wanted was for Matthew to fuck me, if that meant he and his girlfriend had to break up, so be it, but I honestly couldn't care less. My goal wasn't to make him see how bad Alexa was, but rather for him to come to the same realization that I had reached more than a year ago; that my brother and I should be fuck buddies.

We are perfect for each other. We are both hot. We live together, so we're always available to one another. Neither of us has to worry about the other one talking about the sex with anyone else...nobody's gonna brag about banging their brother or sister. If either of us gets tired of the extra benefits part of the relationship, we can end that without having to worry that it will effect the overall relationship. We're siblings and nothing will change that. And did I mention that we're both hot.

So for a year now, I've been flirting with Matt, slowly going from casual touching and the occasional off color joke, to more direct things, like letting him catch me changing, or playing with my vibrator loudly enough for him to hear, etc. But so far, nothing from my big brother.

"I just think you are a good guy and you deserve someone who is going to make you happy," I add as I casually lay a hand on your lap, dangerously close to the center. "If that's Alexa, great. Just don't settle. I mean, you need a girl who is willing to give you a blowjob while you watch football, and not expect anything in return. Right?"
 
My body stiffened slightly when you placed your hand on my lap, just inches from my cock. I looked down at your hand then back up to you getting a crazy idea that you were talking about you giving me a blowjob. I quickly shook that image from my head. "She has never done that for me..." I confessed quietly. "..she rarely sucks my dick. And every time we have sex she makes me wear a condom and everything has to be done exactly how she like it. It is almost like a project every time we have sex."

I sat there quietly for a few seconds. I had no idea why I told that to you and knew how inappropriate it was. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that sis. It just sort of slipped out." I said hoping you wouldn't be weirded out.
 
"..she rarely sucks my dick. And every time we have sex she makes me wear a condom and everything has to be done exactly how she like it. It is almost like a project every time we have sex."

"That sucks, man. I mean, I'm no expert, but it seems like she's only concerned with what she wants, and not what you want," I reply, smiling sympathetically at you as I pat your leg.

"I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that sis. It just sort of slipped out," I hear you say, your voice sounding a little unsure, maybe even a little uncomfortable.

"Don't worry about it, big brother. I'm your sister, you should be able to talk to me about anything, besides, I'm the one who brought it up," I respond as I slowly pull my legs up underneath me, causing me to lean into your body more, my hand moving slightly on your lap, but still avoiding touching anything.

I pop my gum a couple of times before I finally speak again, "You know, I would do anything for you, right Matt?" this time my hand slips just a little too far and stops...
 
"Yeah I'm starting to get that feeling too. She picks the time we have sex, the position. I barely get a say in any of it."

It was a little weird talking to my little sister about sex and stuff. What made this even more of a weird situation was your hand creeping closer and closer towards my dick. I tried ignoring it but my little sister's hand this close to my cock was hard to ignore.

"Thanks sis. It's just we've never talked about sex before so it's just a little weird talking to my little sister about it."

My body freezes when I feel your hand move onto my long flaccid cock. I didn't know what to do. After what seemed like an eternity I reached down and moved your hand back to my thigh. "I know you would do anything for me, but I'm your brother April. You can't just grab my dick like that."
 
Damn! So close, I think as you move my hand off your package and give me the 'I'm your brother' speech.

"What are you talking about? I wasn't grabbing your schlong...my hand just slipped," I tried to argue even as I gave you the puppy dog eyes.

"But, would that really be the worst thing, if I did grab hold of little Matthew?" I asked, my hand slowly creeping back in that direction. "I mean, I would just be touching it with my hand, right? It's not like that's incest. Touching someone isn't incest. Besides, wouldn't you enjoy having someone touch your little pecker while you sit back and relax and watch football?"

"It's not like anyone would ever find out..." I added, biting my bottom lip and staring into your eyes, desperately waiting to see what you would say.
 
"Yeah I'm sure your hand just slipped." I said feeling your hand creep closer towards my groin again. Hearing you call it little Matthew and my little pecker I was tempted to just pull my dick out so you'll never call it little again after laying eyes on it. "It's very close to incest." I replied

"Well it would be a bad thing considering I have a girlfriend and you are my sister." I said trying to talk you out of this but could tell by the look on your face you weren't letting up. "And can you stop calling it little?" I said as my ego got the best of me. "I'm sure you just felt that I'm not that little. I wear magnum size condoms." The words just slipping from my mouth without much thought.
 
I already knew how big your cock was, at least when it was flaccid, having seen you changing before, but hearing you brag about it definitely got me excited. For one, because the thought of your big cock getting hard, hard enough to fill a magnum sized condom was thrilling, but also because you bragging about it made me think you were at least warming to the idea.

"Seriously? Okay, in that case, you at least have to let me see it," I said, leaning over you slightly as if you were about to whip it out for me. "I've never seen one that big before...and if me touching it isn't incest, then me looking at it isn't even close. Come on, big brother, let's see what you're packing..."

I reach for your waistband at that point, giggling as I try to grab enough fabric to pull the front of your pants down.
 
You did have a point looking at it wasn't incest but it was very wrong. As I was debating whether or not to show you my cock as you were being very convincing you started pulling in the waistband of my pants and that sort of rushed me into a decision. "Okay fine!" I said as I grabbed the sides of my pants.

"Just a quick look and you can't tell anyone!"

I lifted my hips and started pulling my pants and boxers down. Thinking 'what the hell are you doing? You're in a relationship and she's your little sister.' But before I could come to my senses my pants were already around my knees and my big cock was on display for you. My manhood running along my thigh and it was long and thick and while only flaccid it was as big as most guys are hard. "There see?" I asked starting to pull my pants back up.
 
I was surprised that you weren't rushing to stop me, pushing me away...something, but even more surprised when you said you would actually do it. Surprised and incredibly pleased. I moved my hands out of the way, but was still leaning over you slightly as I watched you start to pull your pants down.

A grin broke across my face when I finally saw your long, thick manhood running down one thigh, looking like a fucking python or anaconda. It was everything I could do not to reach out and grab it right then, or lean over and do something would most definitely be considered incest. But I resisted. I resisted right up until I saw you start to put an end to the cock show by reaching to pull your pants back up.

"Whoa there, big brother," I said, one hand shooting out to grab the waistband of your pants and prevent you from pulling them up. "You've got to give me a chance to actually see it...holy shit, that is one big fucking dick. How big does it get, you know, when you get excited?"
 
When you reached out to stop me pulling my pants up I knew I was going to regret doing this. But when I looked over and saw the way you were staring at my cock I was secretly loving it even though you were my sister. I also really loved the way you talked about it talking about how big it was. I try pulling my pants up again but you weren't letting me.

"Told you I was big." I said looking at you staring at my dick. "How big does it get? Uh I couldn't say maybe like between 10 and 12 inches. I don't measure my dick." I said still couldn't believe my little sister was staring at my cock.
 
"You've never measured it, really? I thought that was something all guys did at some point..." I said, genuinely surprised. It certainly looked bigger than any cock I'd ever seen, except maybe in porn movies.

"I want to see what it looks like when it's hard," I said curiously. "Touch it...play with it til you get hard, so I can see. Unless you would rather I touched it..."
 
"Well I figured it's really big so why measure it? I don't know." I said caught off guard by what you said next. "I'm not gonna jerk off in front of you sis!" I said trying once more to pull my pants up and failing again so I leaned back into the couch and stopped trying. "You said you just wanted to see it. You never specified soft or hard."
 
"True, but come on...you already showed it to me, you might as well let me see it in all it's glory, right?" I said, noticing that you were no longer fighting to get your pants back up.

"I know what we can do...since you don't want me to touch it, and you don't want to touch it while I watch...what if I just talk to it...and if it gets hard, it gets hard," I suggest, one hand moving to your hip, my fingertips just brushing lightly against the bare skin of your leg.

"That would be okay, right?" I say even as I press tighter against your body and lean over your lap more. "I'll just talk and we'll just see what happens...no big deal."
 
There was no way I could say no to you. You were being very persistent. "Okay April. Just talk no touching." I said softly watching you lean over my dick. So close I could feel your warm breath on it. It's not incest for my sister to look at my cock and talk to it. I tried reassuring myself that this wasn't that bad. As long as we didn't cross the line of incest I would be fine.
 
Kewl! I thought as you actually agreed to let me keep going. Now I just had to pull a little magic out of my hat, so to speak.

Pushing myself down lower, one hand still resting on your upper leg/hip area, I lowered my face down until it was just a foot above your lap.

"Hmmm, hi there, not so little Matthew," I said as an introduction. "You definitely give new meaning to the phrase big brother. Who would have thought that my bro was hiding you in his pants all these years."

I lowered my head closer now, close enough that as I spoke, I was able to direct my breath directly toward your flaccid cock. "Hmmm, I sure would like it if you would stand up for me and show me just what a big boy you are..."

My head moved even lower, so low now that my lips were just an inch from your cock, "Come on, come out and play with your little sister...please..."
 
I've never have a girl do this before and I was skeptical on if it would work. Once you started talking though mentioning how big it was and how badly you wanted to see it hard at the same time your warm breath was hitting my manhood I knew I was in trouble. The blood rushing to my dick and it started to stiffen and grow. I tried fighting it but I couldn't stop it. Soon after you started talking my cock was now fully erect standing at its ten inch glory. Your face just an inch away from my long thick hard cock.
 
As your cock began to stir from its slumber, slowly fattening and rising from its resting place atop your thigh, I marveled at just how big it was getting, not to mention the fact that I was able to get it hard without even touching it. I actually had to pull my head back at one point to keep from having your cock poke me in the face, but once it settled into its full upright position, I quickly moved my mouth back to within an inch.

"Hmmm, that's more like it...fuck, you've got to be 9 or 10 inches, maybe even eleven...and so fucking thick too..." I continued to talk, even as my eyes drank in the sight of your massive manhood, which swayed and bounced in front of my face.

"Okay, we need a tape measure," I said, reaching forward and yanking open the drawer on the coffee table. Luckily there was a small tape measure inside, which I quickly snatched. I knew that I had agreed not to touch your incredible schlong, but I didn't want to have to talk you into the whole measuring thing, so as I moved back over your lap, I just grabbed the base of your erection and held it firmly as I stretched the tape measure out beside it.

"Yep, over ten inches...I knew it," I said triumphantly as I turned my head to look up at you, your cock still gripped firmly in my hand.
 
"I can't believe you got my hard using only your words." I said as I watched the way you were marveling over my cock as it towered in front of your face. As you fumbled around for the tape measure I sat up straight figuring you were going to have me measure it. Once you got back close to me I was about to reach my hand out to grab the tape measure when you wrapped your hand around my cock.

"Sis what are you.." I was cut off by you reading off the measurement. I never knew I was that big, but I'm glad I was so well endowed. Your hand was still on my cock. My sister's soft warm hand was wrapped firmly around the base of my cock. Your hand barely covering half of my length.

"I thought we said no touching." I said looking at your hand on my meat and you weren't removing it. I didn't know what to do. "You shouldn't be looking at my cock yet alone touching it."
 
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