“Seriously, Josh, is that all you think about? Getting your dick serviced?” I asked, my hands firmly planted on my hips. Are you really trying to get into my pants tonight?
Josh looked at me with a sheepish grin, “Julie, come on don’t be like that. You know it’s been a while since I’ve gotten some from Jenny, my girlfriend. I’m just a little horny is all.”
“You’re unbelievable,” I replied, rolling my eyes.
I couldn’t believe my own brother, Josh, was hitting on me. We were at our family’s cabin in the woods for the weekend, just the two of us. Our parents had left us alone for the weekend to go on a romantic getaway. I was supposed to be enjoying some time to myself, but here was my brother, trying to get in my pants.
Josh was always the “popular” one in our family. He was tall, athletic, and had a charming smile. He was also a bit of a player, always chasing after the next pretty girl. I, on the other hand, was more reserved and shy. I was a few inches shorter than Josh, with long, curly brown hair and green eyes. I was thin, but had a nice, curvy figure. I was also a bit of a tomboy, always preferring to wear comfortable clothes rather than dress up.
We were in the living room of the cabin, Josh was sitting on the couch, and I was standing in front of him. He was wearing a tight white t-shirt that accentuated his muscular chest and abs, while I wore a loose-fitting sweatshirt and sweatpants. Not exactly the sexiest outfit, but it was comfortable for a weekend at the cabin.
“Julie, I’m sorry,” Josh said, “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I just really need to get laid.”
I looked up at him and could see the desperation in his eyes. I knew he was just joking around earlier, but I could tell he was serious now. I thought about it for a moment, and then I said, “Fine, I’ll help you out. But on one condition.”
“Anything,” Josh said, his eyes lighting up.
“You have to promise me that this stays between us,” I said. “If anyone ever finds out about this, I’ll deny it until the day I die.”
Josh nodded, “I promise, Julie. I won’t tell a soul.”
“Also, no penetration. I suck and give you a handjob, you’re not sticking it anywhere near my pussy,” I demanded.
I took a deep breath and then reached down, unbuttoning his jeans. I could feel my heart pounding as I pulled down his zipper, revealing the outline of his hard cock through his boxers. I had never seen a naked man before, and the thought of seeing my own brother’s cock was both exciting and taboo.
I pulled down his jeans and boxers, and his hard cock sprang free. It was bigger than I expected, at least 7 inches long and thick. I couldn’t help but stare at it for a moment, taking in its girth and length.
Josh let out a low moan as I wrapped my hand around his shaft. I started stroking him slowly, feeling his cock twitch in my hand. I could feel the heat radiating off of him, and I could see the precum glistening on the tip of his cock.
I could feel the blood rushing to his cock as it grew harder and bigger in my hand. I leaned in closer, staring at the purple cockhead, and stuck out my tongue, licking away the precum that was already forming.
I leaned down and took the head of his cock into my mouth. I could taste the saltiness of his precum, and I couldn’t help but feel a little turned on. I started to suck on his cock, taking in more and more of him with each stroke.
I gradually took more and more of his cock into my mouth, feeling it hit the back of my throat, and then pulled back slowly, swirling my tongue around the head. Josh was in heaven, grasping the back of my head, and pushing and pulling my head back and forth.
The sounds of my wet sloppy mouth on Josh’s cock filled the room, along with my own moans and muffled sounds of pleasure, as I continued to satisfy my brother’s cock.
As I continued to suck on Josh’s cock, I could feel my own pussy getting wet. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, giving my own brother a blowjob, but it felt so good. I
I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat, and I could feel him getting closer and closer to cumming.
Suddenly, Josh grabbed my head and pushed me down onto his cock. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat, but I didn’t resist. I could feel him thrusting his hips, fucking my mouth. I could hear the sloppy wet noises as he fucked my mouth, and I could feel his balls slapping against my chin.
“Oh fuck, Julie, I’m gonna cum,” Josh let out a low groan, “Julie, I’m gonna cum.”
I pulled back, letting his cock fall out of my mouth. I started to stroke him faster and faster, feeling his cock twitch in my hand. I could see the precum flying out of his cock, and I knew he was close.
“I am not letting you cum in my mouth jerk, I said as my hand pumped him harder and harder right near my face.
“Okay, okay, I got it,” Josh said, panting heavily. “ARGH FUCK.”
With a loud moan, Josh came, shooting his load all over my face. I could feel his hot cum hitting my cheeks and lips, and I couldn’t help but feel a little turned on.
Josh collapsed onto the couch, panting heavily. I wiped the cum off my face with the towel he handed me, feeling a mix of disgust and satisfaction.
“You really know how to make a girl feel special, don’t you?” I said, trying to keep my tone light as I looked down at my brother, still sprawled out on the couch. I couldn’t believe I had just given him a blowjob, but there was no denying the thrill it had given me. As I sat down next to him, I knew this was a secret we would both be keeping close to our hearts.
I sat down next to Josh on the worn, floral-patterned couch, feeling a mix of emotions. Relief washed over me as the adrenaline from our impromptu encounter began to subside. Embarrassment crept in, realizing I was now covered in my brother’s cum, with sticky strands still clinging to my face and neck. But beneath it all, a strange, exhilarating thrill remained, a forbidden pleasure that sent a shiver down my spine.
Josh, still breathing heavily, reached for the remote control, changing the channel to a mindless reality TV show. “Hey, wanna grab some snacks from the kitchen?” he asked, sounding like nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
In the kitchen, I rummaged through the cupboards, pulling out a bag of chips and a couple of candy bars. As I spread out our snacks on the table, Josh leaned against the counter, his eyes fixed on me. Our usual comfortable silence had been replaced by an underlying tension, a palpable awareness of the sexual tension that now hung in the air between us.
We ate in silence, the clinking of chips against the bowl the only sound breaking the heavy stillness of the room. Every so often, our eyes would meet, and I could see the same flicker of excitement and uncertainty mirror my own. It was as if we were navigating uncharted territory, both of us unsure of where this new dynamic would lead, but both undeniably drawn to this forbidden attraction.
As the evening wore on, we ended up settling in front of the fireplace, the crackling flames casting a warm, golden glow throughout the cabin. Josh pulled out a deck of cards, and we spent the next few hours playing gin rummy, our competitive spirits rekindled. But even as we argued over whose turn it was or who had cheated, the undercurrent of arousal lingered, a perpetual reminder of the act we had shared.
Eventually, as the night drew to a close, Josh suggested we head to bed. “You take the master bedroom,” he said, tossing me the key. “I’ll crash on the couch.”
I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I was ready to part ways just yet. The memory of his cock in my mouth, the taste of his cum on my tongue, still lingered, and I couldn’t help but crave another fix of that taboo pleasure.
In that moment, I made a decision. I walked over to Josh, standing inches from him, our bodies almost touching. “Actually,” I said, my voice low and sultry, “why don’t you share it with me.”
Josh looked at me, his eyes wide with surprise, but also with a flicker of desire. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes,” I said, my voice barely audible.
Without another word, I took Josh’s hand and led him to the bedroom. I closed the door behind us and took off my nightie, bra and then panties.
Josh took a step towards me, his hands reaching out to touch me. He traced his fingers along the curve of my waist, up to my breasts. He cupped them, his thumbs brushing over my nipples, sending shivers down my spine.
I gasped as I felt his lips on my neck, his tongue tracing a path down to my collarbone. He kissed me, hard, his lips demanding and hungry. I responded, my tongue meeting his, our bodies pressed together.
We got into bed and he got on top of me, “I thought you didn’t want penetration.”
“I did say that,” I replied, my breath hitching as his fingers traced a path down my stomach, “but I think I’m ready to take things a step further.”
Josh looked at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Now shut up and put your dick in me.”
He positioned himself between my legs, and I could feel the tip of his cock pressing against my entrance. I was wet, my pussy ready for him, and he slowly pushed inside me.
I gasped as I felt him filling me up, the feeling of his cock stretching me, sliding in deeper and deeper. He paused for a moment, allowing me to adjust to his size, and then started to move.
He started to thrust slowly, his hips rocking back and forth, in and out. Each movement sent a wave of pleasure coursing through me, and I couldn’t help but moan in response.
“Oh fuck, Julie,” Josh let out a low groan, “you feel so good.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside me. He started to move faster, his thrusts harder and more urgent.
“Yes, yes, just like that,” I moaned, feeling the tension building up inside me.
He reached down, his fingers finding my clit, and started to rub in circles. I cried out as the pleasure intensified, my orgasm building up inside me.
“I’m close, Josh, I’m so close,” I panted, my nails digging into his back.
“Me too, Julie, I’m gonna cum,” Josh let out a low growl, “fuck, I’m gonna cum.”
With one final thrust, he pushed himself as deep inside me as he could, and I felt him release, his hot cum filling me up. I cried out as my own orgasm hit me, my pussy contracting around his cock, milking every last drop from him.
Josh collapsed on top of me, panting heavily. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close, feeling the sweat on his back, and the beating of his heart.
“That was amazing,” I whispered, my lips pressed against his ear.
“Yeah, it was,” Josh replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies still connected, our hearts beating as one. And then, with a sigh, Josh pulled out of me and rolled onto his back.
“I guess we should get some sleep,” he said, a note of sadness in his voice.
“Yeah, I guess we should,” I replied, feeling a pang of sadness in my chest.
As we drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, I couldn’t help but wonder what the morning would bring. Would this be a one-time thing, a moment of passion that we would never speak of again? Or would this be the start of something more, a forbidden love that we would have to keep hidden from the world?