See it, touch it, please it (A tale of incest)

[RobbieRand]

See it, touch it, please it

(A tale of incest)

(This needs a female. PM me to join and get the gist.
I write some actions and dialogue for the female in this post,
but that's the last time I will do that.)​

The power had gone out just minutes after I'd fallen asleep, but always a sound sleeper I hadn't noticed ... until...

"Robbie...? Robbie!"

I couldn't know how many times my name had been whispered before I awoke and sat up to look toward my open bedroom door. A battery operated light plugged into a hallway socket was the only illumination; and after I'd blinked the sleep from my eyes I found my twin sister standing between that light and my bed, her silhouetted body curvy, delicious, and seemingly naked.

"What is it? What's wrong?" I asked, finally seeing the ghostly night gown through which the soft, distant light was penetrating. "What time is it?"

"The power's out," she answered, "and my room is cold."

She liked to leave a window cracked open for fresh air, even in the coldest months, which drove up the electric bill and drove my father nuts come check writing time. So it didn't surprise me that after an hour or two or however it had been of no heat that her room was cold.

"What do you want me to do about it?" I asked, audibly perturbed. I didn't like being woken up for a reason Sis could have fixed on her own. And, of course, there was the matter of the erection growing down below the covers as I stared at her silhouette, wondering whether she had any on underneath the mid-thigh length nighty. My twin had been the subject of many a masturbatory fantasy over the years, as she would again be tonight once I got her out the door. But it didn't take a genius to realized that she was wanting to sleep in my still-warm room. I reluctantly told her, "Get the mat from the closet. There's bedding on the chair in--"

But that was as far as I got before she'd hurried forward, lifted my bedding, and slipped in beside me, stressing, "I'm cold!"

Without having to think about it, I slid away from my sister quickly, aware that my cock was fully stiffened and -- since I slept in the buff -- hanging out for her easy discovery. But, because my room was small and I'd wanted room for not only my desk but an elliptical exercise machine, I'd chosen to have a twin bed that wasn't exactly made for two! I had no where to hide my erection, so all I could do was lay on my side and pull my hips back as far as I could.

"Why can't you sleep on the floor?" I groaned. "It's warm enough."



(Please do not post here without permission. I really appreciate it.)

 

[Alice2015]

Alice:

I'd been shivering in semi-consciousness for God knows how long before I finally came fully awake, curling up tightly and tugging the blankets close around me. I didn't want to get up, but when I realized that I was just too cold to get back to sleep, I knew something had to be done. I hurried to the window to slam it down, then rushed back to my bed. My hope, of course, was that the temperature would rise, making it comfortable enough for me to drift off again.

But as I lay there waiting, I realized that my alarm clock was dark. As was the light in the closet, which I left on each night to assuage my fear of the dark. And as was the porch light which typically gave a ghostly glowing outline to the drapes over my window. The power was out. That meant the electric heat would be out. Which meant, Crap, it ain't gonna get warmer.

I considered gathering all the extra blankets from the closet and slinging them over my bed. It probably would have worked. But I had learned from my many slumber parties that body heat was the best way to stay warm on a cold night. Why couldn't this have happened on a Friday or Saturday night? I wondered. I spent most weekend nights at one BFF or cousin's home or another. My mother had asked me on multiple occasions why I didn't have sleep overs at my house, and the answer was always the same: Robbie!

My brother wasn't all that bad. But, he was a guy, and he was always home. He had friends, but he never stayed with any of them: no back yard sleep overs, no weekend camping trips. He was always home on the weekend, and the last thing I wanted was to have him here while my girls and I were running around the house in our underwear. Gross!

As I lay there, an ugly thought entered my mind: Robbie would be warm right about now. Not his bedroom, though it would be. Not even his bed, though it, too, would be. No, Robbie himself would be warm, like a living hot water bottle. A shiver ran up my spine as I contemplated crawling into bed with him in an effort to stay warm and survive the night. No. I wasn't that cold. I'd just as soon crawl into bed with my parents, with a mother who snored and a father who farted, even though both refused to admit such.

After God knows how long, though, I was getting desperate. I leaped out of bed, slung every extra blanket I could find over my bed, then jumped back inside. But it didn't help. I considered donning thick clothes -- sweats maybe, as I didn't own pajamas -- but I'd never been able to sleep wearing an overabundance of clothing, thus the reason I was in only panties and a nightie. I was still shivering so deeply that sleep was going to be impossible.

"Fuck it," I murmured to myself as I leaped out of bed for the third time and hurried barefooted down the hall to my twin brother's room. I cracked open the door, whispering his name. When he didn't answer, I swung the door open wider, repeating, "Robbie...? Robbie!"

My brother stirred and sat up. "What is it? What's wrong? ... What time is it?"

"The power's out," I told him, ignoring his inquiry about the time as I had no idea what it might be.she answered, "and my room is cold."

I expected a wise crack about my window, but Robbie went instead with, "What do you want me to do about it?"

He suggested I make a bed on the floor, but hell, I could have done that in mom and dad's room. I hurried to his bed and slipped inside, saying with chattering teeth, "I'm cold!"

"Why can't you sleep on the floor? ... It's warm enough."

"I need heat!" I complained. "Body heat."

I laid on my side, facing away from Robbie, then scooted across the mattress back into him. I felt my brother's chest press into my back, and the sudden warmth was so welcomed. But when I tried to push my buttocks back into his lower body, Robbie intentionally prevented me from pressing into him.

"C'mon! Stop, I'm freezing!" I complained, wriggling about and slapping away from my hip the hand that was holding me on my side of the little bed. I scooted my hip over the bed and pressed my legs back into Robbie's, telling him, "Let me get warm so that I can--"

That was when I felt it. It! I'd felt it -- Robbie's penis, Robbie's erection! -- when I first scooted back into him, but I hadn't realized what it was. And now that I did, I wasn't sure what to do! If I just laid here like this, I could pretend I didn't know that Robbie's hardened penis was pressing against the small of my back, just above the crack of my ass. But that would be weird, wouldn't it. I mean, a sister wasn't supposed to let her brother's cock touch her, even if it was by accident. But then, if I pulled away, it would be horribly embarrassing for him, and for me. Awkward was the word. But, what if Robbie thought that I knew his erection was touching me; that I was intentionally not preventing it? That would be horribly embarrassing for me.

No, I'd just hold still and hope for it to go away. Maybe Robbie would pull back more, until it wasn't touching me. (I didn't know that he was already at the edge of the bed, in fear of falling off.) Or maybe it would get soft and fall away. They did that, right? I mean, they weren't hard all the time, so...

 

[RobbieRand]

Alice may have thought my erection was going to just go away, but so long the head of my cock was pressing against her body, it wasn't going no where. No one except the doctor who had done that cough, cough thing during my sports physical had ever touched my cock. Actually, no one still had. Alice wasn't touching it, it was touching her. I couldn't do this! I rolled to my back to get my cock away from Alice, only to then see the tent rising tall over my groin. I rolled quickly again to my other side--

Only to roll right out my bed, falling into the barely foot wide gap between it and the wall. It wasn't a subtle, inconspicuous fuck up either: my head hit the leg of the lamp table, causing my pocket change cup to scatter coins all about; I caught the edge of the window curtain with my now-sweating body, pulling the curtain loose with a loud ripping sound; and, of course there was the thud of my body hitting the floor and the profanity -- two of them actually -- that I let out as I hit the floor and realized, because I was wedged in the gap, with my arms all jammed up ... and -- naked and now without covers -- my cock was pointed high in the air, illuminated conspicuously by the moonlight now spilling through the window.

 

[Alice2015]

I was relieved when Robbie rolled away from me. I had been in a growing panic over what to do about having my brother's penis pressing against my backside. But my relief was short lived. Only a moment later it was replaced by shock as I felt the jostling of the bed and a loud obscenity. I rolled over quickly to find myself now alone in Robbie's bed and the window shade dangling back and forth.

I moved quickly across the narrow mattress and looked over the edge of the bed. Robbie was stuffed down in between it and the wall. I know my next reaction shouldn't have been what it was, but I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing, asking, "Oh my God Robbie, what the hell?"

I continued to giggle as I watched him struggle for a moment trying to get his arms free. It was only then that I looked a little bit to my left and realized that I was staring directly at his still firmly hardened penis, lit up by moonlight and pointing toward the ceiling just a foot from my face.

And all I could do was stare at it in awe. I'd never seen a man's penis in real life, let alone when it was erect. And erect it was, like one of the Egyptian or Greek obelisks I'd studied in Western Civ': a tall rock hard column that begged to be studied.

I'd thought about my brother's penis before, of course. Every girl with a male sibling both wondered about and wanted to see his junk. And I'd peeked at him when we were out at the pool or down at the river, in his tight fitting swim trunks. But with the way cold water affects a man's privates, I'd never seen him like this before.

It was simply unbelievable!

 

[RobbieRand]

I struggled to get myself free, knowing that any second Alice was going to peek over the edge and see my now exposed body. But as I'd been falling, I'd reached my hands behind me to cushion the blow, and my arms from the elbows down were now fully trapped between my body, the bed frame, and the wall.

"Oh my God Robbie, what the hell?"

I tried to twist my lower body to at least hide my cock, but my hips were just as trapped as my arms. The only result was that my cock teetered back and forth like one of those road markers on a spring base, wobbling to the air flow of passing trucks. Ironically, I think it might have been my struggle that drew my sister's attention to my erection.

I expected her to see my cock, become horribly embarrassed, and look away quickly. That did not happen: Alice simply stared at my cock at it continued to lean left, lean right with my struggles.

"Do you mind?" I growled, wanting to stress my distress without waking my parents, who had likely been awoken by my foul language anyway. When Alice continued to just stare at my cock, I asked in the same growling tone, "Do you mind not staring at my junk?"

 

[Alice2015]

My gaze shifted from my brother's penis to his face to his penis and back to his face again before I said with a smile, "It's kind of hard not to stare at it, Robbie."

I looked back to his erection again and, as I studied it, said with wonder obvious my voice, "It's just kind of amazing."

 

[RobbieRand]

"OH ...MY ... GOD ... Alice!" I exclaimed, suddenly conscious of my volume. I lowered my voice again, declaring, "Alice, a sister is not supposed to find her brother's..." I hesitated, unsure of which descriptive word to use. I went with, "Her brother's penis amazing! Now ... help me out of here."

I struggled again, getting no where closer to free but again causing my cock to waggle back and forth before her face. "Please!"

 

[Alice2015]

I guess Robbie was right. A sister wasn't supposed to look at, let alone admire her brother's penis. But I couldn't help it. It was just so ... incredible. I wanted to stare at it all night. Actually, I wanted more than that. After Robbie begged me to help him get out of his fix, I looked back up to his face again and, after considering whether or not I was taking the write course, told my brother, "I'll get you out under one condition..."

Whether responded or not, my deal was, "Let me touch it ... feel how it feels ... and I'll help you out."

 

[RobbieRand]

"NOOOO!" I shot back in disbelief. I laughed in shock, asking, "What's wrong with you? Get me out of here! It's starting to hurt!"

My arms felt like they were going to sleep, a tingling feeling spreading through them. And my entire body was beginning to feel the cold of the power-less evening. And yet, with the pain and discomfort and extreme embarrassment of the situation, my cock was still hard as a fucking rock! How could that be? This was becoming anything but an erotic situation. All I wanted was out of this mess.

And yet, part of my brain was screaming LET HER TOUCH IT, you stupid fuck! My GOD, what's wrong with you? The greatest highlight of my sexual history was grinding groins once with a now Ex-Girlfriend, so having Alice fondle my cock would be ... well, like, big. But I couldn't get past the fact that Alice was my sister. My twin!

"Please, Alice," I was almost begging, "just ... help me out. Pull the bed frame out..."

Suddenly, the loud side of my brain won the fight taking place inside my skull. What was the harm in just letting Alice touch my cock? It wasn't like we were going to have sex. She was just gonna touch it.

"Help me out," I said with a feigned tone of reluctance, "Get me out, and I'll let you touch my ... touch me."

 

[Alice2015]

"I don't believe you," I said without hesitation. "Why should I trust you? You screw with me all the time, Robbie."

He reassured me that he was being honest, and for some reason I believed him this time. Maybe, despite his protestations, he wanted me to touch him just as much as I wanted to touch him. After all, it was supposed to feel really good, having a girl touch your penis. Hand job, I reminded myself. Of course, I didn't want to give my brother a hand job. I only wanted to touch his penis to see what it felt like.

"Promise!" I stressed again as I sat up on my knees. When he did, I moved off the bed to the foot board and gave it a jerk away from the wall. It was heavy -- a solid, 4x8 hard wood frame that had been handed down through the family's males -- so it only moved an inch or so. But it was enough to get a groan of relief from my brother, who a moment later was shifting around to free himself and rise. I hoped immediately back onto the mattress, again on my knees. I wore a happy, excited smile as I said, "You promised."

 

[RobbieRand]

"Jesus!" I called out wirh excitement as I felt the vice grip hold on my body relax. I wriggled an arm loose, then turned onto my side enough to pull myself up out of the gap. Despite all Alice had seen already, I immediately snatched my pillow and pulled it before my groin and my still hard cock as I rose to my feet. My sister was already sitting on the bed reminding me that I'd promised. I asked with hope, "Seriously ... seriously?"

She made it clear that she was. I moved back onto the bed, facing Alice, sitting as she was, on my knees with my haunches on my ankles ... pillow still in my lap. I hesitated, those two voices arguing in the back of my head again, until I finally slipped the pillow off me to show my sister the huge erection I had ... because of her.

 

[Alice2015]

We have decided not to write this anymore and concentrate on the vampire RP we are both writing in.