As we didn’t exactly know when the movers would come over to our place, we just planned a six-hour drive for the first day. But the movers did arrive quite early than expected and then we met the owner of Andrew’s studio apartment and met him for the last time and said our goodbyes. We then later took quick showers and got on his Honda and started our road trip. We still had a good amount of daylight remaining and we both knew that the next few days wouldn’t exactly be fortunate in terms of our driving.
Andrew’s company was being quite generous. He was able to use the company credit card for gas, food and he was also able to book suites for us every night of the road trip along the way at the company-approved hotels. Basically, the whole trip was being by with the company except for two things. The company definitely wouldn’t pay for anything with alcohol and anything related to sex.
Andrew said “I suppose, as my boss said, rather jokingly,” at some point during our conversation, “The company will not be paying to keep you occupied once you get into your hotel every night.”
That would be my job.
The six hours of driving passed very quickly, at least for me, I slept for almost all the way. After about four to five hours of nonstop driving, I woke up and found myself looking directly at a big gas pump. I took the opportunity to stretch my legs, use the toilets and buy a snack in the gas station before getting on the road again. I got into the car, we listened to some songs on the radio as I was eating some chips and after that, I slept again for almost the rest of the trip. I woke up as we were exiting the highway and entering the outskirts of the town where we were stopping for today.
This hotel was on the outer edge of the town, with a huge park across the road. Check-in was quite fast and easy and soon we were lying together on the massive single bed, holding each other’s hands and staring at each other and the ceiling.
“Sorry for being such a bad travel partner today” I apologized.
“Don’t worry about it” my big brother replied, while giving my hand a squeeze. “Just having you with me in the car was nice.”
We smiled at each other and took rest for a while.
Soon we went out for dinner and found a nice little restaurant very near to us, it was called The Northern Flames. I don’t understand why but the food was absolutely sensational. It looked like most of the customers were from around here as many waiters and waitresses new most of them personally. That reminded me of the small town where Andrew and I grew up, where literally everyone knows everyone else by their first names and it was surprising and a little delightful to see a memory come back to me in a strange town.
After dinner we just drove around the place exploring. We then came back and went to the park across the road. We were strolling and chatting quietly, planning how the move-in should be handled especially what to buy for me as I really don’t have much except for the things I had with me in my dorm room. There was a small pond at the center of the park and just stood there looking at the ducks swimming as it started getting dark.
As we silently stood there, I realized that my big brother and I were engaged in basically every everyday activity, driving, going out to eat, watching ducks. Even though they were just boring and mundane they were, these activities were all the more meaningful to me. In a way, it was as if Andrew and I were young teenagers again, spending almost all our time together. But now, we were far closer than we were years earlier.
Logically, we were way closer now. But still, my heart beat a little faster every time my big brother stood beside me, held me in his arms, kissed my cheek and gave me a soft appreciative smile. As my mind tried to force the society’s rules upon me and upon us, my heart sang of love towards my big brother and my gut reaffirmed the fate’s hand in bringing me closer to the one and only person who had already meant the world to me.
As we were watching the sunset, we got even closer and now in a rather public way in this kind of a secluded public place, when my big brother placed his hand upon mine and took me closer to him. I looked at him with a loving smile, and saw the same being returned.
The return to the hotel was wonderful and bittersweet at the same time. I enjoyed watching the ducks and the sunset but I also wanted to spend some time alone with my big brother.
Andrew said he had to check some mails and do some work, so I decided to take a shower in the meantime, emerging afterwards wearing only a large hotel towel. Luckily, he happened to be passing by the bathroom towards the bedroom when I opened the door, appearing within a huge cloud of steam. With an appreciative smile, Andrew just stared at me. Which caused my heart to beat a little harder and making me feel the initial hints of wetness.
Then he went to take a shower and I decided that I should probably give him a massage, especially on his lower back. After all, he will be doing most, if not all of the driving for this trip. So it made sense to do what I can help him in any way possible and although he hasn’t exactly indicated towards any distress he might’ve had from the six-hour drive that day, I just figured that he would appreciate some “preventative medicine.”
Andrew followed my lead after getting out of the shower, wearing only a large hotel towel. I was also still wearing a towel as well, and we giggled about that fact.
Soon after, Andrew was on his stomach upon the bed and the towel removed. He was fully naked with his head buried in his folded arms. Surely, he would have heard me taking my towel off and I wondered if just that sound was enough to cause him to get an erection.
I never considered myself to be particularly good at giving a massage but I tried to mimic the tactics he used on me several weeks ago. I know that I was not doing as good a job as him but Andrew did not make any indication that he was dissatisfied with my effort.
For a long time, I kept the massage quite chaste, focusing solely upon his back and his shoulders. Since he was fully naked, the temptation was definitely there for me to begin touching him everywhere else, to spread his legs and gently massage his testicles, to squirm my hand underneath him and brush my fingers along his cock.
“Reach under me,” Andrew whispered as he spread his thighs
His words surprising me after such a long period of silence. Tentatively, I complied. My fingertips first found his testicles and then I started fondling them gently. As he lifted up a little, I slipped my hand further underneath him to find that he was indeed quite aroused from the massage already.
“I know you’ve doubted yourself before,” he said softly, “but this should prove that you’re good at massages.”
He rolled onto his back, his thick erection instantly catching my eyes.
This wasn’t about a relaxing massage anymore. I touched my big brother’s prominent erection, I licked his dripping tip, savoring the flavor of his desire. I started sucking it very gently, my head bobbing slowly and eventually taking more and more of him into my small mouth. My fingernails gently scratched his testicles causing him to shudder visibly and groan softly.
I was wet, pleasuring this man, who earned my love and my respect, was a pleasure for me. It was an incredible learning opportunity, as I basically had no sexual experience compared to him. While I knew what to do from having read plenty of stories and seen a lot more than enough porn, this was my time to touch, lick, suck, scratch, fondle, and learn how each caused my big brother to react. Whenever I looked up, his eyes were closed, his lips parted slightly, his facial expression was of a rapture.
When my jaw became too fatigued, I would stroke his dick with my hand. My hand was so small that his shaft seemed to rise up like a skyscraper. My saliva provided the lubrication for me to stroke him, my hand closed firmly around his thick penis.
“Just like that…” he whispered, his breathing changing.
The company won’t pay to keep you occupied when you get to your hotel each night.
Remembering the words of his boss made me smile, made me proud. The implication in the statement had been that the company would not pay for anything sex-related. And yet here I was, upon the bed with him. His own sister, keeping him “occupied” quite nicely despite my sexual inexperience and from the sounds he was making, I was clearly doing a pretty good job.
I took my big brother into my small mouth again, sucking and licking his bulbous tip as my hand stroked the rest of his thick shaft. “Oh God…” he said not quite so softly. “You’re going to make me cum… Don’t stop…”
I felt the rush along his penis, but before it had truly registered with my conscious mind, the initial spray of warmth hit the roof of my mouth. It surprised me greatly, and instinctively, I lifted my head away just in time for a second spray of his love to splatter upon my cheek, chin and neck. Several more volleys of white marked my face, each one accompanied by a barely-restrained grunt of release.
As I felt the physical manifestation of my big brother’s lovely dick cooling and slowly sliding down my face, I beamed, proud that I could have produced this result despite my inexperience.
“Thank you, sis,” he whispered. “I needed that and I’ve wanted that for a while.”
“You’ve wanted to be sucked?” I asked
“Not necessarily,” he confessed, “but I definitely wanted to give you a facial.”
I beamed again, elated that he had wanted to do something naughty with me.
I soon stood up, located my towel and wrapped it around me again. We shared a long fond gaze before I returned to the bathroom. As I was standing outside the spray from the showerhead, I quickly but quietly brought myself to a good climax while still having my big brother’s cum upon my face and neck. Only then did I finally step forward into the hot water to clean everything on my skin.
When I returned to the bedroom, Andrew was already asleep on top of the covers. He looked so sweet and angelic, yet in a way he looked incredibly vulnerable. It was also a little difficult to envision that his penis had previously been long and thick, the conduit for the illicit love we had which then erupted in my mouth and bathed my face. In a way, I was a little sad, but I also knew that he definitely needed his rest in order to properly concentrate on driving the next day.
Since I wasn’t exactly tired yet, I shed the towel and sat down in the chair by the window with one of the books I bought for the trip and that was where Andrew found me in the morning and the book on the carpet below having fallen from my sleepy hands.
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