[S/b] My brother caught me (emo girl) masturbating during quarantine…chapter 2

Despite our afternoon of bonding and confessing our desires to “help” each other out the rest of that week was fairly uneventful. I was behind on school work and Josh was about to take finals and we were finding the whole adjustment to “at home learning” to be a bit frustrating. I think he also did not want to rush into things. I would’ve probably done anything as I was the one who was initiating most of this. I think also being younger, he did not feel like he could approach me then like he can now.

As friday came along, a delivery box appeared on our doorstep. Our mom had ordered more wine and the driver needed someone to sign for it. Mom was out to the office again and I signed for it, not after having to first rummage around to find my wallet and ID. That’s when Josh came out of his room, shirtless, just his running shorts on, “What’s that?”

“It looks like mom ordered a bunch of wine!” We laughed. Our mom was becoming quite the wino, which was understandable given the circumstances but in the back of my mind I was worried. She seemed lonely. I did not delve into my mother’s personal life as she (for the most part) respected me in mine. Our relationship was solid but I could tell she was fraying at the edges just like the rest of us.

“Let’s see what it is!” Josh was eager.

“I don’t think mom would appreciate that.” I scolded.

“Come on, I’m thirsty!”

“Don’t you have class?” It was his lunch break.

And then he said in a lower tone, “No, I’m thirsty.” I got butterflies. I had so much to do before the day was over for class and I had no time to devote to feeling myself up and getting off. So, I too the upper hand:

“Well, you’ll have to take care of that yourself because I have to get my assignment done by the end of the day or my weekend is going to be shit.”

My mind wandered, was he shirtless the whole time he was sitting in on his class? No, he must have taken it off to arouse me. Did he? Is he that mischievous? Part of me, like any older sister wants to see their little brother as innocent, naive, childish, but to see them in a newer light is a bit breath taking. I was definitely more turned on than I let on but I think I hid it well.

An hour or so later my phone buzzed. It was a text from Josh: this is what you do to me. Followed by a picture of his erect cock, just his cock. I was immediately turned on again. He was persistent. I texted him back: that’s a nice looking cock you have there, it’s a shame it’s all alone.

He responded: It doesn’t have to be.

As much as I wanted to march across the house and put that dick in my mouth to get it nice and sloppy and slide it in my pussy until it burst with his fluids I did not. I really did need to work but playing with him like this was amusing so I pulled up my shirt and took a pic of my tits (without my face) and sent it back: Here, hope that helps.

I had just had a class and studied how weak SMS messaging was and how insecure and totally insane sending info that method was is, and yet still, I did it. People in this situation will do all sorts of things, or so I’ve come to find out. I stopped watching and consuming news media and tried not to focus on the population potentially getting wiped out. I wanted some short term comfort even if it had to come from my own flesh and blood. I put my hand in my panties. I was wet. Dammit! I decided then and there that I was probably going to fuck his brains out at some point and despite it being such a taboo thought, I was okay with it.

Our mom came home some time before dinner. I was finishing up my task, elated that things finally got moving and was almost done when someone knocked on my door and scared the shit out of me. I jumped! It was mom, “I didn’t mean to scare you! Are you okay?”

“Yes, oh my god! I was just really focussed.”

“That’s okay, keep working. I guess you saw but I got more wine! Anyways, I made dinner. Come have a glass when you get done! We’ll be on the deck.” She spun around and closed the door. She was in a good mood.

I finished my assignment and went to the bathroom. I looked like crap, having not really remembered the last time I showered I decided now would probably be a good time. My natural color was starting to come back in and I remember feeling like my whole look was stupid at this point. I needed to get my hair fixed. I took the studs out of my nipples, wincing a little when removing them and placed them on the sink.

The water was hot and refreshing against my skin. I lathered all the right places, put conditioned/shampoo in my hair and washed my face. Lastly, I got my razor out and shaved my legs and armpits. I knew what I was starting to do with my brother was dirty, but if I was going to have my brother get up close and personal at least I was going to be clean. The thought made my lady bits tingly. I don’t usually masturbate in the shower but I had been suppressing the urge all day. It’s never been a big turn on for me so I put the thought aside again. Continuing with my razor I wanted to trim the hedges of my pubic hair down there so that I at least looked like I cared. As I was finishing up and about to turn off the faucet someone knocked at the door, “Yeah?” I spoke up. Nervous that my brother was about to barge in and try to take me right then and there.

It was my mom, “Can I come in I need to pee real quick!” She basically just barged in.

“Sure.” I replied, relieved. It was not an unusual request. Given that we shared the bathroom, she’d often be getting ready while I was in the shower or visa versa. I’d seen her naked plenty of times but I wasn’t drawn to her like I was my brother, or even my best friend and fuck buddy, Mandy. I turned the faucet off and opened the door to grab my towel as my mom was getting up to wash her hands. I stepped out of the shower.

“Getting ready for a big date? Kacey, hate to break it to you girl but it’s just me and your brother out there.” She was tipsy.

“Just another Friday living in the covid times.” If she only knew.

“Are these your earrings?” She saw my nipple studs by the sink as she had finished washing her hands.

“Not exactly, mom.” I finished drying my body off and started on my hair. My tone was now becoming more annoyed. My tits were out, as my arms were running a towel through my hair, and I guess she put two and two together.

“Ohhh.” She saw that the piercings weren’t in. When I got them with Mandy my freshman year of college I was surprised how supportive she was. She pulled me aside one night after dinner while I was doing dishes after Josh had left the table and asked point blank if I got them pierced. It was pretty noticeable, even with a bra on. She asked if it hurt, clutching her boobs at the same time, and I said yes but I liked it now, it was a rush. She commended me for my bravery and that’s all we spoke of it.

“Are you going to put the back in? Can I watch?” She giggled. Why was she being so conversational? Normally I didn’t mind her prying but right now I wanted space.

“No. That’s weird! Get your own boobs pierced if you’re so curious.”

“Maybe I will some day. I’ll go open another bottle. Come join me when you’re done. It’s not too hot.” And she walked out.

Meanwhile, I went to my room to throw some clothes on, opting to leave the piercings put on a yellow sundress i hadn’t worn in a least a year or two. It was comfortable and yet sexy, even if a little out of place to wear around the house. I didn’t care. I felt dressed up.

The sun was setting and it felt great. Mom was at least a bottle in and Josh was on his way so I played catch up by pouring an oversized glass and took a big swig. I drank mostly beer and liquor at school but when I came home mom always drank red wine so that’s what we had together. Josh was being let in on it because I guess, well, fuck it why not with the end of the world and all.

We finished dinner and talked for a while about summer and the end of the semester. It sucked that we couldn’t throw a graduation party for Josh. Josh explained how everything was going to be on Zoom and how lame it was. Mom commended us for working hard and said she was proud of us persevering despite the world going to shit. When everything was over she wanted to take us on a big trip. We finished a bottle and opened another. The stars were out and the conversation moved on. Eventually mom excused herself and went to her room.

“You want to go to my room?” Josh asked.

“Sure.” I replied and grabbed the bottle of wine.

Josh’s room is bigger than mine. He has a decent sized bed with a couch next to it and a TV entertainment center with his gaming devices all plugged into it. It was almost like it’s own apartment, there was even a mini fridge. He could stay in here for days and not come out if he wanted to.

I sat on his couch and he sat on his bed and flipped on the TV. There was a moment of silence where we were waiting for the other to speak until finally I broke it and asked point blank: “What do you want to do?”

He shrugged, “I dunno. Maybe hang out, watch TV in here. We could play some video games or something…” He could see that I was making a face at him, “Or we could continue where we left off earlier?” I smiled. I had been waiting for this all day.

“You shouldn’t send me pictures of your dick you perv.” I scolded him, teasingly.

He chuckled, “I know. I was really horny at the moment and wanted someone to know it.”

“Did you take care of it?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’m a professional of course I took care of it.” I love Josh’s sense of humor, he can turn any awkward moment into something funny. Picking up on it, i shot back:

“Well, can you take care of me?” I sat on the couch facing him and pulled my skirt up to reveal my lack of panties and my neatly trimmed lady area. I was ready for him and I didn’t want to play games. He was speechless for a moment.

“I don’t know if we should have sex, Kacey, but man that’s hot. You cleaned up?”

I motioned for him to come sit next to me and I pulled my sundress off to be totally naked. Josh took his shirt off and moved off of the bed to the couch and sat next to me, his faced turned towards mine. I leaned in to kiss him.

Like mine, his lips tasted like red wine. He reached over and put an arm around me as we made out on the couch naked. It was warm, intense, and he pulled back, “Are you sure about this?”

“We can go however fast or slow you want. But yes, I’m sure, you’re my brother. I love you.” The words just poured out. I think in the moment and honestly, I think moments like this are similar, I just wanted to feel (something) and regardless of whether the connection was sexual or not I’d continue having feelings either way. Family is family.

He leaned in this time and placed a hand on my boob and fondled my nipple. It shot tingles through my pelvis and I immediately put a hand on his shaft, he was hard. I stroked him slowly, gliding my hand up and down his surprisingly large cock. I wanted it. I wanted it so bad but I didn’t want to scare him so I got on the floor to be eye level with his cock. I proceeded to give him what I hope was one of the best blowjobs of his life because not but thirty seconds into it he started to grab my hair and moan. I slowed down because I didn’t want him to release just yet and licked his shaft while rubbing my clit. He told me to keep going so I did. It wasn’t long afterwards that he came in my mouth. I swallowed and sat in front of him folding his dick as it more or less deflated a bit (as dicks do).

“That was amazing” he said. I took a seat on the couch beside him and put my hand on his chest as it went up and down in big breaths.

“It better be!” I smiled, “it’s my turn.” It wasn’t meant as an invitation so much as a declaration that I was ready to get my O and he could either help or watch. I began circling my clit, gently applying more pressure. I was already more than halfway there when I felt his lips on one of my nipples and his hand on my thigh.

“Keep doing that.” I said. He circled my nipple with his tongue and sucked harder. It sent shockwaves down my spine and I started to cum. Taking the piercings out had been a good idea. I was definitely moaning loudly and hoped that our mom couldn’t hear (she couldn’t) and so we sat together on his “sex couch” as he calls it and cuddled.

I definitely wanted to take it faster than he wanted to but I was trying to be sensitive to what his boundaries were. We were both consenting adults but I didn’t want him to be pressured. I feel so conflicted saying this, but my brother is my favorite male lover. And yes, we did eventually have sex. As school was coming to an end we would share many more memories on that couch in the days and weeks to come, we really gave that couch a work out.

I went back to my room that night of slobbering all over my brother, Josh, and his beautiful penis and crashed. Hard. I had sex dreams, wild dreams, and woke up extremely horny. So horny, I had to rub one out before I could get out of bed. I didn’t even bother with the vibrator. I was ready to cum pretty much as soon as I started. Just as I was finishing, I heard the shower next door turn on. What was mom doing taking a shower on a Saturday in covid times?

Not wanting to barge in my mom in the middle of her shower I decided to check my phone. I needed to talk to Mandy. I wanted to have someone to talk to about my unquenchable thirst for my brother’s dick. Mandy is my lesbian best friend/first girl partner/sluttiest person I knew would be a good person to talk to, I hoped.

I had a text from Josh: That was fun… i feel like i owe you :)

He did owe me, that’s true. I’d get my revenge sooner or later. I reached down to touch myself. I had butterflies in my stomach and needed to get off, especially after last night’s escalations and lack-there-of. God I love being edged!

I came quickly but decided to keep going. I stopped when I heard the shower cut off and my mom get out and finish drying. I was waiting for her to get out of the bathroom as I needed to wash up and rethink how I was going to seduce my brother that day… If our mom was showering that meant she was going out. Perfect.

I texted Josh: I think mom is leaving soon. You can start thinking about how you’re going to owe me.

Just as I finished, there was a knock on our shared bathroom door. Still laying in bed, I put my phone down, “Yeah what’s up?”

“Can I come in for a second?” It was mom. She came in with a towel but was still drying herself off (we were used to seeing each other naked from sharing a bathroom together for many years. “I want to run something by you.” She was very business-like and strode over to have a seat on the end of the bed.

“What is it?” I had butterflies in my stomach. Had she heard me and Josh talking or fooling around in his room? I thought it was unlikely, in fact, I was sure of it.

“I want to widen our covid-circle.” She explained, “I’ve been seeing someone at the office and I’d like them to come over and meet you two sometime. I think it’s serious.” I could not contain my facial expression. “Don’t give me that look!” She smiled, was almost giddy and wrapped herself in her towel.

“Mom! No! What the hell?” I was astonished.

“Oh, okay. That was not the reaction I was expecting.” She pulled back. She probably figured that normally I’d say ‘yeah that’s great,’ but in 2020, in times like these… really?

“Me and Josh are here for weeks on end! You think I don’t miss my friends? You think Josh doesn’t want to go out and see people either? You keep us here all isolated and here you are making all these mysterious trips to the office to get with some guy?!?” There were more expletives but I remember just being shocked and mad. It felt hypocritical for her to be doing what she was doing while forcing Josh and I to stay inside (except on the rare occasion we had to pick up groceries or something).

“I don’t know.” I could tell she was not expecting my reaction to be as strong as it was, “I just really feel a connection. Times being what they are and everything.”

“Mom, I get that but it’s really fucked up. Like, you could endanger me or Josh. Who is this guy?”

“He’s married–”

“Mom!” I was stunned. Our mom had been happily single (so we thought) for years and neither Josh or I really thought of her any differently. In hindsight, I had no idea just how lonely she felt. At the time though, I was infuriated.

She started to choke up. “It’s been going on for a while. Before all this happened even. It’s just made us realize what is important, which is why I think it’s time that you both meet him.” She wiped her tears with her towel.

After seeing her start to cry, I changed my tone. “Yeah and I can see how in a normal world we could make that happen. I’m glad you found someone who makes you feel special. This is just a lot to take in right now. I thought you were going to come in and ask me about getting your nipples pierced or dying your hair.” She chuckled at my joke (those were two things she liked to tease me about).

“Your nipple rings or whatever they’re called are still by the sink – by the way.” She teased and sighed, “I just don’t know what to do. He wants to leave his wife and suggested we stop sneaking around and just go for it.”

I didn’t want to go into all the reasons I thought it was a bad idea. I also did not want to make my mom cry so I reached for the truth. “I think these times make us do things we wouldn’t normally do and that’s okay – but when all this is over and things go back to normal – what then?” Indeed, what then?

“The sex is really good though.” She smiled. For the second time that morning I was stunned.

“Mom! OH MY GOD!” I laughed and turned red. She got up from the bed and walked towards to bathroom door and paused.

“You’re right. I’ll talk to him. Maybe now isn’t the best time. I’m sorry if I put you and Josh at risk. Please don’t tell him about any of this. I appreciate your honesty.” And she walked to her room to dress.

No sooner had she left I picked up my phone to text Mandy. True to my promise, I wasn’t going to tell Josh.

After our mom left that morning I went for a run. It’s not something I normally did but I needed to clear my head and after being cooped up for months – I needed it. Holy shit being out of shape sucks. When I came back to the house I went and took a shower. Upon drying off I put my studs back in my nipples which sent an electric shock through me. I opened the door to my room and was stopped dead in my tracks.

Lying on the bed was my brother, Josh, shirtless and smiling, “I’m ready to pay you back.”

Surprised but not at all opposed, I dropped my towel and said: “Lay down.”

“I like your piercings.” He told me as he laid back on the pillow.

I approached the bed and hopped on top of him. I started kissing him around his belly and abs and worked my way up his chest. It was smooth and muscled but not ripped per se. I felt the bulge in his pants and grabbed it. We kissed. A sort of tingling series of sensations rushed over me like waves on a shore. One of his hand was on the back of my neck (something I love) and the other was cupping my breast and fondling my nipple piercing. He put it in his warm and almost drooling mouth. but before he could take things farther i pushed him down on the bed and smiled a wicked smile reminding him, “You’re supposed to be paying me back.”

Before he could respond I sat up and positioned my torso over his face and lowered myself. He responded and immediately started licking and sucking all of my parts down there. Now I was the one who was drooling. In fact, I was gushing. He reached up and grabbed my tits. His soft hands cupping them and squeezing them. I put my hands on top of his and guided him to squeeze my nipples hard. I loved it.

It all happened so fast. I could feel a massive orgasm building. Everytime I’d get close his tongue would wonder somewhere else so I grabbed his head and held it to me and forced him to stay on the spot that I liked. I might’ve been suffocated him a bit but I didn’t care. I moaned louder and louder. I came harder than I had come in a long, long, time. I collapsed on the bed with my head towards the footrest and enjoyed the waves of electricity and aftershocks that washed over me in my post orgasmic bliss.

“Was that okay?” Sidenote – why do men always ask this? Obviously, it was great. If I’m out of breath and shaking all over and your face and chin are covered with my juices, it’s obvious that you have good oral skills.

“That was acceptable.” I told him in my biggest older sister voice. He grabbed my towel to wipe his face. “Did you just wipe my pussy onto my towel?” I laughed. He grinned.

“I gotta say I wasn’t expecting you to straddle my face like that.” During my time on top of him he had slid his pants off and he was now stroking his giant erect dick. I propped myself up to watch. At that moment, I wanted him inside me.

“Do you need some help with that?” I reached over to where his hand was stroking his shaft and began to gently stroke it with him. He let go and let me do the driving and I moved towards me to kiss his lips while continuing a gentle rhythm on his erection. I don’t know if anyone else feels this, I think some people are grossed out by it, but I love tasting myself on someone’s lips.

I started to kiss my way down to his cock.

“Mmmm, I want to taste your cum now.” I told him. I placed his dick in my mouth just as I had the previous night. That’s when It happened.

Without warning we heard the front door open.

I froze. He froze.

My brother looked at me with a face of: what do we do? I jumped up and ran through my dresser drawer to find underwear and a t-shirt on. I motioned for Josh to stay hidden under the covers of my thankfully oversized fluffy comforter. Our mom called from the kitchen, “Hey, I’m back! I got lunch!” There was no way for us to appear normal or play it off.

I pulled a pair of gym shorts on that must’ve been from highschool because they were a bit too tight and grabbed my phone motioning for Josh to get ready to make a quick exit. He had left his shirt in his room. There was really nowhere for Josh to sneak back to the other side of the house unless our mom was in the kitchen or her room. I told him that I would go distract her and he could make his way back to the other side of the house.

The crisis was averted as we heard our mom go to her bedroom and then to our shared bathroom. I ushered Josh out of the room and went to the kitchen to see what she got for lunch. Burgers. Meh.

Mom reappeared and asked how I was doing. My head was still spinning from our close call. She must have noticed as I was obviously still quite flustered from all that had happened so I told her I just taken a shower and that things were good. She told me that she was going to do some work in her “home office” which was literally just a desk in her bedroom. I wanted to ask her how everything went regarding the conversation with her office-lover but didn’t for fear of Josh appearing. Which was just as well. Her body language suggested that she wasn’t in the mood to talk anyways so we parted ways and I spent the rest of the day trying to focus on studying for my last exam.

I knew it was wrong, but part of me really wanted to tell my brother what I had learned from my mom about her ‘afternoon-delights.’ On the other hand, I did not want to cause Josh’s image of her to change or violate her trust in me. I wanted my mom to be happy and it hurt that I knew there was some part of her that wasn’t.

The next few days were uneventful. School was winding up and I had finals to study for so I put my energy into focussing on that, trying as hard as I could not to focus on my brother’s oral skills and his satisfyingly well balanced dick. We had more or less agreed to stop distracting each other until finals were done. Despite being successfully rebellious teenagers who did pretty well socially and were not prudes or opposed to things like underaged drinking or going to parties under the guise of some other activity (aka lying) we both take pride in doing well in school. The only problem was that the more I studied the hornier I got. And every problem needs a solution.

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