I was standing over my station fumbling with sterilized needles and packaged studs getting ready for my next customer when my head filled with unholy images of Becky again.
Why had Dad sent me that picture of her? She was my half sister for God's sake! And what was he doing with a photo of her naked? Did he take it?
Becky is twenty-seven now and a real looker, 5'4", 120 lbs with beautiful long brown hair and honey brown eyes.
I slipped my hand inside the pocket of my shirt to have another illicit look. Yeah, her bush was just as full and dark as the hair on her head! And boy did she look limber the way her legs were spread open. She was obviously masturbating for the camera. Sleek fingers were buried between her puffy slit. She had the meatiest pussy lips I had ever seen! The picture was so clear you could even see her tight little pucker coated in her dribbling juices.
I wondered how long she'd been playing with herself before the photo was taken she looked so fucking wet. God, it made me so hot I felt my cock twitching inside my tightening jeans. I was envisioning myself piercing her swollen clit hood and shoving a bar through it.
"Hey, Rob. Your next customer is here. Can I send him back?" Jackie called out snapping Rob from his thoughts as he jerked his hand away from the growing bulge in his crotch.
Stuttering he answered. "Yeah, just gimme a minute."
Tucking the hot picture back inside his pocket he reached for the notebook displaying photos of other piercings he had performed. He needed something to take his mind off Becky and get rid of his erection. Looking at a pierced cock head instantly chilled him down!
Rob wasn't homophobic but he didn't have an interest in any cock but his own and he wanted it to stay that way!
"Hey Bro!" Tyrone groaned raising his hand into the air for a high five as he sauntered into Rob's cubical.
"Hey Man!" Rob turned around, responding in the same manner. "What're ya wantin pierced now?"
Tyrone was a handsome, muscular, bald-headed, 6'6" black guy about Rob's age. He was a respected body guard at a popular Thirties Club hang-out in Miami and was also recognized for his many facial and body piercings.
Tyrone knew his hardware made him look more of a badass than he already was and he loved it! No body ever fucked with him so his job was a piece of cake and he loved that too!
"My chick wants my dick pierced for my birthday!" He answered with a grimace, grabbing at the bulge in his crotch.
Rob felt his face flushing, recalling the photo in that catalog he looked at a minute ago to get rid of his own hard on!
"It's my thirtieth this weekend and it's something Latisha wanted me to get. It's not like anybody's gunna see it but her lucky mouth and puss and ass!" He added with a roar. "You okay with that buddy?"
Seeing Rob flushing he added. "Hey you're not a homo are ya?" He asked with a grin.
"Fuck you." Rob answered jokingly, handing Tyrone the photo of Becky before confessing his earlier actions.
"Hey man. She's a hottie for a white girl! Nice pussy. Don't ya just love meaty lips?" Tyrone barked wagging his tongue.
"Nice tongue bar! Someone knows their craft!" Rob complimented himself trying to change the subject as he snatched the picture of his sister from Tyrone's finger tips.
Rob and Tyrone flipped through the genital catalog for options as Rob's mind wandered back to Becky and that sweet pussy. He heard Tyrone's voice but his words were muffled as images of licking his sister's puss filled his thoughts. He could almost taste her sweet juices; smell a musky scent.
Tyrone's over-sized cock pulsating in Rob's hand kept his own erection in check as he fantasized about Becky's big pussy lips while preparing Tyrone's massive cock head for piercing.
Damn, Tyrone had the biggest dick Rob had ever seen. He thought his 9.5 inch long and 3.5 inch thick tool was more than the average woman could handle. Poor Latisha! Shit, Tyrone was a good twelve inches limp! Wonder what he was erect?
Shamefully Rob imagined this cock fifteen inches erect and stabbing him in the ass! He began to tremble at the thought!
"Hey Buddy, steady there! No shaking with my cock in yer hand!" Tyrone croaked nervously as his dick got even limper!
Rob gave his head a quick snap hoping to clear the painful thought.
"No problem Tyrone. Just hold real still." Rob warned positioning the needle under the cap of his head.
Tyrone didn't feel a thing. The anesthetic worked great.
"There what do ya think?" Rob asked stretching out Tyrone's shaft for him to see the shiny bar spliced through his bulbous cock head.
"Yeah the silver looks hot," Tyrone smiled grasping the base of his shaft, squeezing as the skin rippled up to the ridge pushing the bar forward onto the head. "Latisha's gunna love this." He winked.
"Well, Happy Birthday Tyrone. This piercings on me!" Rob announced with a smile.
"You're shittin me?" Tyrone moaned.
"Nope. Happy Birthday." Rob added again as he gathered after-care instructions for Tyrone to take with.
"Thanks a lot Buddy." Tyrone grinned, standing, tucking his wears inside his pants. "Why don't ya bring a date and come to the Club Sunday night at 9. There's going to be a surprise party for me!"
"Surprise?" Rob mocked.
"Hey. I know everything that goes on there. It's my job!" He laughed. "Bring that hottie in the picture!"
"Thanks Tyrone. Maybe I will." Rob paused. "Make sure you read those instructions and NO SEX for 10 days!" Rob advised. "That includes Oral!"
"Holy Fuck! Did Latisha know about this?" Tyrone frowned. "I'm turning fucking thirty and ain't getting any booty on my birthday? That ho's gunna pay for this!"
Rob felt bad for Tyrone as he led him to the front desk. Tyrone had had over sixteen piercings already, including his nipples so he knew the drill, the "off limits" time after each but this was his first genital piercing. No doubt it would be his last!
The week went by quickly.
Coming home late after a few drinks with buddies after work Friday night Rob was shocked to find someone crouched in the corner on his doorstep! There were not that many homeless in his neighborhood so he was suspicious. Holding his keys poised in his hand he approached cautiously.
"Hey. You okay?" He asked with a raised voice as he grew near. The porch light set to come on at dusk cast a soft glow illuminating the rustling form.
The body slowly turned as long slender legs stretched out extending down over the second step.
Even having only seen photographs of his sister, Rob recognized Becky immediately. Even with fading bruises her face was beautiful! How he wished they had grown up together instead of a thousand miles apart.
Tears filled her golden almond shaped eyes as she slowly took to her feet.
"You're my big brother, Robert." She whispered extending her hand.
Rob stepped forward wrapping his arms around his little sister.
"Ahhh sis!" He sighed taking her into his arms.
Unlocking his door he guided her inside.
They spent the night cuddled together on the living room sofa she nestled in his arms as they caught up on the past.
By morning Robert was brought to the realization of what a closed minded, judgmental, violent man their father really was.
Becky was asked to come home for the weekend to oversee her younger brother and sister while their parents went on a three day Cruise to the Bahamas for their anniversary. Becky explained that she had plans with a girlfriend but honored her parents request instead. As a compromise the girlfriend was invited over.
When the parents returned home late Monday night her father found her cuddled in bed with Jasmine. He wasn't enraged until he noticed the KY jelly and kinky paraphernalia on the nightstand! In an uncontrollable rage he jerked back the blankets exposing their intertwined nude bodies. Screaming, calling Becky a fucking lesbian and pervert he grabbed her arm dragging her out of bed while beating her with his other closed hand.
