As always Easton is an entirely fictional town which if it did exist would be in the UK, all the characters featured in this story are over eighteen. This story is to be in no way reproduced, for profit or otherwise, without my written consent. Enjoy!
--
I moaned as I plunged into her, not out of any particular pleasure or desire, but because I knew that was what she was hoping for. For the sake of maintaining the peace I played along to the best of my abilities, but this sexual encounter had been underwhelming so far. The girl, Bethany, was renowned for having been around the block... A lot. But... I'd been sexually frustrated lately and not recognised her in the bar where we'd met earlier this evening, by the time I had remembered who she was it was too late and so I resigned myself to a sexually encounter which promised to be a marginal improvement over masturbation.
It felt more like I was rubbing up against something than inside her and I'm hardly small, in fact my nine inch member has always been something that brought me no small amount of pride, especially when I find myself lamenting my 5'7'' stature. Still I persevered and I could see she was enjoying herself, much to my amazement; well that or she was bothering to fake it. I had to restrain a laugh when it occurred to me that we might both be faking it, I wonder how often that happens?
The next twenty minutes seemed to drag on forever as I rubbed and thrusted at every imaginable angle and tempo, from her perspective it must have seemed as if I was trying my best to please her and if her reactions were genuine it seemed I was, but in reality I was just trying to force some sensation through the brutally numbing surface of the condom. As her cries of pleasure reached a crescendo I managed to motivate myself (with a little assistance from my hand) into releasing, I don't think I've ever worked quite so hard for a load in my life and it did not match up to the effort. Slumping onto the bed I yawned and rolled over, pleased that the encounter had been exhausting if nothing else before drifting to sleep to the accompaniment of her ragged breathing. A proud smirk flashing on my lips before my mind went blank.
I woke the next morning in an unfamiliar environment, I took me a few moments to realise where I was and in that time the muffled voice that woke me said something I was clearly meant to react to.
"Hmmf?" I demanded, my voice clearly unable to keep up with the complex demands my brain was requesting, such as "Hello" or "Morning".
"Geez Alex." Grumbled the voice. "Are you even listening?"
"...mfethany?"
A peal of laughter, I was really hoping that it was Bethany, I wasn't too keen on the idea of having someone other than the girl I slept with wake me up the next morning.
"Who else would it be?" I let out a sigh of relief and briefly entertained the possibility of rolling over and back to sleep, but the gentleman I am at heart made me respond instead.
"mfhat wer you ayin'?"
"Boy you're really not a morning person are you?" she replied laughing again, I maintained my silence, unwilling to do anything that might prolong this conversation any longer, sleep beckoning to me. "Anyway I was saying that I have morning classes, so I'm gonna leave ok? The door locks without a key so if you leave make sure you won't need to get back in any time soon."
I nodded, surprised by her trust, although honestly there was probably nothing of value in the room that she need to worry about, there wasn't a student on this campus that would be worth stealing from. And that was it. She left. No affection, no misconceptions and best of all a minimal amount of bothering me in the morning. I yawned and didn't even bother looking at the clock, I had no classes today, and that meant it didn't matter what time it was, I was going to sleep until I felt like getting up. I rolled over and happily fell back into my interrupted sleep.
--
Having retrieved everything I remembered bringing with me I pressed myself against the door of the dorm room, pausing for a moment and listening intently to the sounds coming from the hallway beyond. It was half past twelve in the morning (although some may call it the afternoon in my books the afternoon was reserved for that brief period between two and four), this meant that there was no reason for anybody to leave their dorm rooms, as much as I felt bad about thinking that way I was still somewhat embarrassed to have slept with someone like Bethany and I really didn't need it getting round to anyone else on campus. Relying on my mission impossible like espionage skills I quickly snuck my way out of the building, happily encountering no one on the way, I grinned triumphantly, no awkward questions for me this morning it seemed.
"ONII-CHAN!"
NO! I howled inwardly as I was tackled from behind, she lives in a different half of the school and it's at least a five minute walk, how is she here? I took a deep breath as I pulled the clinging girl off of me, there was no way she could know where I've been I said calming down. For all she knows I'm just walking through this part of campus, my dorm isn't even that far from here so I have an excuse.
"Really though onii-chan, Bethany? I thought your standards were higher than that!"
I cursed and turned to face my Japanophile sister. "Why are you here May? and what business is it of yours what I do in my free time?" I tried to play hardball, see if I could get her to back off.
"So cruel onii-chan! And is that any way to treat your cute Miku-san?" she replied in her usually bouncy yet pouty tone.
"May for the last time I'm not calling you Miku, even if you have caught mom up in your insanity." I sighed, wondering how I was going to get myself out of this. May was my sister and the world's biggest anime nerd, so much so that she demanded everyone called her Miku-san (not that many did) and referred to me as 'onii-chan'. She was also the worst person imaginable to have caught me after this.
"Well that's just mean" she said pouting. "So mean I've got half a mind to call mom."
I froze in fear. "Not mom, never mom, don't call mom." I said desperately, as far as my mother was concerned I had been born an asexual being and would remain as such until my wedding night, if May told her about me sleeping with anyone, especially someone as... as 'popular' as Bethany I'd be shot at dawn... or worse.
She chuckled, a superficially innocent chuckle that contained the kind of hidden malevolence that had the potential to destroy life, mine specifically. "Well then I guess you know what you're going to have to do today don't you?"
I sighed with dejection. "Treat you to..." I knew what came next but I could barely bring myself to say it.
"Everything!" she exclaimed clapping her hands together happily.
I glanced at my wallet, dejected, already resigning myself to my fate. "Alright then." I said trying not to let my raw misery leak into my voice. "Let me go get changed first." I sighed as we wandered towards my dorm, how could to such different people be siblings? I boggled my mind.
We were literally polar opposites, I was here on my third year of a neurobiology course hoping to work towards a doctorate while she was here for her first year of English something or other with the dream of being a writer, worlds apart. Not just mentally but physically too, I was short, stocky build with somewhat impressive muscles I had forced onto the figure of a science nerd for my own vanity and had received the sharp pure black hair from our mothers side of the family while she was tall (to my great distress) , with long soft curves and a pronounced chest (to put it lightly), the bouncy sun kissed blonde curls of our fathers side setting off her warm brown eyes perfectly.
As we exited my dorm room I laughed briefly as she tugged me along by my sleeve, even at eighteen and even though she had been a great deal taller than me for a long while now in my eyes she was still just a little kid. Maybe treating her wasn't the worst way I could be spending my day, after all putting up with his kid sister's whims was an older brother's job.
--
As sunset hit the city my wallet was straining under the painful load that May had imposed on him, I could feel his pain as I myself was currently straining under the weight of all the things she'd bought while we were out as we struggled back to the dorms. Tragically I had no doubt that this was only a brief respite, no doubt when the sun had gone down and we were free of bags to weigh us down her intensity would only increase.
True to my prediction as the clocks hit eight our day really began, we fluttered from bar to bar, nightclub to nightclub May drinking wildly and me carrying the same beer along for three different nightclubs watching her pour the last of my money down her throat. She seemed to have completely changed into her hyperactive setting with no end or off switch in sight, the hours spinning away from us as even I started to feel a little drunk. The flashing lights washed over me for a few hours as I simply followed her glowing smile from place to place, no real interest in what was going on just following my little sister wherever she wanted me to.
That wasn't to say the night wasn't exciting, I'd never danced that much in my life, and more than once I had to rescue May from the hands of the drunk, perverse and enraged but I didn't mind. I came out of the experiences miraculously unscathed each time and with a smile and a giggle she would continue onwards. For a while it seemed like she would keep going forever, defying the alcohol in her system, but then suddenly she just completely lost her energy and crumpled to the floor. Laughing I pulled one of her hands around my shoulder and began the arduous process of carrying her home, after all looking after his little sister when she was all messed up was an older brother's job.
Grunting slightly I dropped May onto her bed in the most delicate way possible, before leaning back against the bookshelf, breathing heavily from the strain of carrying her. I would have called a cab, but I didn't think I had enough money for the fair after everything I'd spent, I yawned, my sister could be a pain sometimes. Groaning I grasped my head, the room was spinning, I scowled. I had coped pretty well so far but at the moment I had far too much alcohol in my system, I stumbled and crashed into the bookcase, to my dismay the whole thing tipped violently and deposited dozens of books onto the ground.
Grumbling I stooped over to pick them up, until certain volume caught my eye, I'd seen most of May's manga books before and this one I didn't recognise, stranger still the cover didn't match what was on the spine. I knitted my brow together and tried to read the tittle.
"Forbidden... Sister... Flower?" I mumbled curious, I flicked through the pages and instantly recoiled in disbelief. Gratuitous manga sex scenes immediately jumping out at me, but what really shocked me was the subject. "It's incest?" I muttered unable to believe my eyes. "About an older brother and a younger sister?"
