Started this one a while ago and forgot about it. Wanted to post part one, more will be coming. All straight sex in this one! Hope you enjoy.
Summer was almost over and our family was taking the 2 weeks we had left before going back to school on our annual camping trip. My older sister Lisa sat in the back seat with me, upset she'd been taken away from her boyfriend so was in a foul mood from the start.
"Now Lisa, this is the last year we can all go together at this time of year. You've had your year off and this year Marcus goes to college out of state so we wanted to have one last trip as a family," said Mom.
"It's not like we won't be home on break, I just wanted to spend a few more days with my boyfriend," replied Lisa.
"You used to love these camping trips, hiking and being in nature," said Dad.
"Yeah, when I was a kid," she replied.
"Well I could always leave you with your Aunt Gina, I'm sure she'd love to see you," laughed Dad.
"Very funny, I'm not spending the next two weeks shoveling horse shit for 2 hours for every 10 minutes on the horse."
The rest of the drive was fairly quiet, I didn't want to taunt her by proclaiming I was actually looking forward to time away from the stresses leading up to my move. I listened to my music and took a nap, only waking when we got to our land.
"Marcus, can you get the gate please?" asked Dad.
I unlocked our gate with the key and closed it again when Dad drove through, we owned some land with our own private campsite in the woods, it had very basic amenities but that's what we liked. Being in a valley our cell signal was terrible but we had radios for emergencies and a fresh water well. The shower was usually hooked up to Dad's truck, it worked but was often cold. Since we were older, Lisa and I got our own tents, we'd set them up for the first night then hike to the bigger camp where we had a cabin that was only reachable by foot. It took a good 5 hours to hike there but the trail was very scenic. Dad unloaded all the stuff and put it into our piles.
"Your pile looks kinda small Lisa, I only asked 3 times if you packed everything," he said.
She looked through and was missing her waterproof cover and her air mattress and only had a small bag of clothes.
"Did you move my stuff?" she said to me.
"I didn't touch it, Lisa, I put my own stuff straight onto the truck like Dad asked," I replied.
"I asked you to help me with a few bags."
"When? I had headphones on all morning, did I reply?"
"No, I guess not. Sorry, I wasn't blaming you."
"We have extra blankets at the cabin, tonight is meant to be mild, you'll be okay for one night," said Mom.
I set my tent up and helped Lisa with hers then we went to gather firewood. On our way back though, Lisa got distracted and tripped on a rock and fell pretty hard. I dropped my wood and ran over to help her.
"Are you okay?" I asked, she cried out in pain when she tried to move her leg.
"I... I twisted my ankle," she said.
I yelled to my Dad and he helped me carry her to the truck.
"It's not broken, just a bad sprain. You'll need to stay off it for a couple of days," said Mom, who was a nurse.
"Will we need to take her home?" asked Dad.
"No, I can stay here, you guys go to the cabin and I'll follow when I can walk," said Lisa.
"I'm not leaving you here alone. Marcus, would you stay with her and then help her when she's better?"
"Fine," I replied.
"Sorry, I know you've been looking forward to fishing," said Lisa.
"It's fine Sis, Dad can get in some practice and I'll show him how it's done when I get there,"
"Oh really, maybe I'll just catch them all," he replied with a laugh.
"Are you sure you'll be okay?" asked Mom.
"Yes, Marcus will look after me then give me a piggyback in a few days," laughed Lisa.
"Or, you can use the stick I'm going to find," I replied.
"Come, let's get the wood gathered and start a fire," said Dad.
We got Lisa comfortable, I had to sacrifice one of my pillows so she could raise her leg better but I didn't mind. Mom gave her one of her strong painkillers which knocked her out and she was still sleeping when the rest of us woke early next morning.
"I've left the 2nd gun in the truck, don't lose the keys! The battery on the radio should last 3 days but let's turn them on for 10 minutes at the top of every hour after 11am to check in okay? Mom and I should get there after lunch if we keep a brisk pace but I'll tell you where we are. I know you'll be fine," said Dad.
"I will, I'll no doubt be running after her ladyship all morning," I replied.
"Well, we'll talk later okay."
Mom and Dad set out with their packs once they'd loaded up the supplies and headed up the trail. I got some breakfast cooking and a bleary-eyed Lisa surfaced when it was almost ready.
"I've made coffee already, it's in the flask," I said, pointing to it.
"Can you help me get to the bathroom?" she replied.
"Sure, I found a pretty sturdy stick to help when you're a little better too. Hop on."
I turned around and had Lisa get on my back and carried her to the portable toilet we had next to the truck. I walked away to give her privacy then helped her back to her chair next to the fire when she was done.
"This is amazing little brother, thank you," she said, eating the bacon and eggs I'd made.
"You're welcome,"
"Does your phone have any signal, I can't get a thing."
"Like 1 bar, I can get texts but that's it, no data."
"Can I send a couple to Alex?"
"Sure."
A couple turned out to be 10 minutes, she was pretty upset when she gave me my phone back.
"He shouldn't text again but if he does, tell him to go fuck himself," she said, a tear running down her face.
"What happened?"
"He said 'Oh hey, I didn't want to do this over text but I've found someone else, it has been going on for a while'. Fucking asshole."
"Sorry, that's a dick move."
I left her alone for a while, gathered more wood for us and busied myself around the camp. Lisa tried to get up but cried out in pain when she tried to put weight on her ankle.
"You're supposed to just rest, I really don't mind looking after you Lisa," I said, helping her into her chair.
"I hate feeling useless. I smell bad and need to shower, how am I supposed to do that?"
I thought for a few seconds.
"Can you stand okay on one leg with support?"
"Yes."
"I can stand just outside and you can lean on me with one arm."
We tried clothed to see if it would work but she had trouble.
"Oh, we still have that pail we used to use for water, let me find it."
The pail was an old metal bucket, it was just small enough to let her sit down and shower. Our setup was basically a PVC frame with a curtain around it, an electric generator/inverter for the hot water and was set over a pre-made channel for the water to drain away.
"The clip for the showerhead is too high, can you hold it for me? Just while I wash my hair, I can hold it once I've soaped up but it's at the wrong angle," she said, I was close in case she had problems.
I reached into the shower and held the showerhead for her, where my arm was, the curtain opened a little and I couldn't help looking and caught a glimpse of her breast as she massaged shampoo into her hair. She rubbed her shower gel over herself and then rinsed her hair under my spray, I turned my head away when she looked at me, she just laughed.
"I'm almost done ya perv, can you angle it towards me a little more?"
I did as she asked, I felt my face go red and also felt my cock harden in my shorts. She took the showerhead from my hand when she was ready for it.
"Thank you, I'm almost done," she said.
When she was finished I turned off the inverter and handed her a towel then decided it was easier to just carry her to her tent. Halfway back her towel fell open though and I almost fell over. Lisa just laughed but didn't rush to cover up.
"Oh you're so easy to embarrass, they're just tits. Take a good look, call it a thank you for being so good to me," she said.
"I... I can't, you're my sister," I stammered.
"So, they're just tits, it'll be easier for me if you can help me with more stuff instead of you almost dropping me when my tits fall out."
At her insistence I gazed at her breasts for what felt like forever, my cock responded of course. She really did have a beautiful pair, (36 D she told me later) and they suited her frame perfectly. I had a noticeable bulge in my shorts by the time I gently put her down.
"Ooh, did I cause that?" she said, looking at my bulge with a smile on her face.
"I... I'm sorry, I couldn't help it," I replied.
"Marcus, relax already. I'm taking it as a compliment, I was feeling shitty about being dumped, that I'm not good enough to hold on to and you've made me feel a little better."
"Even though I'm your brother?"
"Especially since you're my brother. We hear all the time you're not supposed to look at your sister that way, Mom and Dad made us both respectful and you really are. I'll stop if it makes you uncomfortable but I don't care if you look."
"I can't help it if I react this way, they are really nice."
"Well thank you. I'm going to put some clothes on now though, you should probably turn the radio on soon too, Dad will be checking in. Tell them I'm okay, I can take more pills at lunch but my ankle isn't as bad as last night."
"Okay."