Author's Note: This tale of incest falls well within the realm of possibility based on the research for the story. All characters are purely fictional and eighteen or older. Please enjoy the telling.
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"Meghan! Can I please stay at your place? Please - pretty please, Meghan!"
I immediately knew that the desperate person calling on a Friday evening was my cute younger brother, Jimmy. Even though I suspected what might be the cause for his late-night call, I still had to ask, "What happened, Jimmy?"
"God, Meghan! Since you moved out the twins have made my life a living hell. Even though those bitches, Lucy and Karen, are only one year older than me, they think that I'm their fucking servant. They're mean and spiteful especially when they don't get their way. Do you know that they withheld my college acceptance letter and by the time I replied, only the shittiest dorm on campus was available? And they're two-faced on top of that. They act like fricking innocent goody-two-shoes in front of Mom and Dad but turn into Cruella DeVille behind the folks' back.
"I know what you're going to ask, Meghan, but if I tell Mom what's happening, all she will say is, "Be nice to each other." Dad is worse. He'll just ignore me and then tell me, "Be a man, take some responsibility, and stop whining."
What Jimmy was saying was absolutely true. As the first born, I had been the 'one and only' for nearly five years. This gave me a maturity beyond my years as I satisfied and often exceeded my parent's demands and expectations. Since I was often referred to as an adult in a child's body, my parents relied on and empowered me to raise and care for my two bratty sisters from their birth. The twins, of course, banded together to resist me, but I had a knack for figuring out their petty ploys and squashing any silly passive-aggressive behavior.
However, things really changed when Jimmy was born a year later. This might have been because he was a boy, but I really believe that it was because my sisters even at the tender age of one picked on him. I knew that they did so to redirect their anger at me to Jimmy who was helpless and defenseless. Stepping up to protect Jimmy, I endeared myself to him as he would to me.
Despite being seven years younger, Jimmy quickly became my pillar of support. When I was on the soccer field during high school, my kid brother was my most avid fan and his cheers and encouragement kept me going when I was tired and wanted to slack. He was always around and had a knack of cheering me up whenever I was in one of my self-induced blue funks. Jimmy became my confidant when I had boyfriend problems that I couldn't or wouldn't talk to my parents. While I didn't always agree with his advice, I knew that it was based on his uncomplicate view of the matter and his unconditional caring for me.
In return, I made it a point to attend Jimmy's scouting events, root for him at his sports activities, and help him with his studies. The little errands that we did together often became outings that allowed us to just be together whether at the mall, the park, or the beach. Lending him a friendly ear, I listened to his problems and especially those involving our sisters and any other girls. From a very early age, Jimmy gained a unique insight as to the working of the feminine mind, something he'd put to good use later in his life. Somehow taking care of Jimmy and making happy him had become my priorities.
But, by growing closer to each other, we excluded the twins and that made them even more resentful towards me and especially Jimmy. To prevent my brother from becoming a target of the twin's retribution, I chose a college that was within commuting distance and elected to stay at home. This decision delighted my parents since they avoided having to pay for my dormitory expenses, elated Jimmy to have his big sis around, and pissed the hell out of Lucy and Karen which made me extremely satisfied.
"Without you, the twins are running wild and making my life miserable," Jimmy moaned on the other end of my phone, bringing me back to the current situation. "I know you had to finally move out once you got a job that was too far to commute daily, but the two bitches tormented me throughout high school. Yeah, I knew I could always call you but I didn't want to bother or worry you about all the petty but nasty things the bitches constantly pulled on me.
"Meghan, can I please stay with you until I start college in the Fall and check into my dorm? I know I'm asking a lot but I've got no one else to turn to."
"Okay, Jimmy, you can stay for the summer. However, I've got to warn you that I've got to work so that I can pay for my apartment and other bills. So, in the mornings, don't get in my way as I rush around. Next, since the college you chose is on the other side of the city, you best explore the city and the college's surrounding area. Lastly, you need to get a summer job. No lolling around for you this summer. You've got to contribute to the groceries especially since you eat like a food was going out of style.
"Yes, boss," Jimmy quipped at his list of my terms. "I hear and obey my oldest sister."
"Hmmph! Well, just see that you do. Oh yeah, I've got to warn you that my apartment is a small...very small...single-bedroom apartment. With my big brawny younger brother taking up all of the space, things will be tight.'"
"Will it be as tight as last summer's tent?"
I had to smile as memories of last summer filled my head. Our parents decided to have their summer family camping trip at State park. Because of work demands, I couldn't plan the family event as I had always done, and so the task fell to the twins. I discovered the long memory and sheer spitefulness of my evil sisters when I pulled up at the campsite and found that they brought only three two-person tents.
I would have been pissed if it hadn't been for Jimmy who said with a smile on his face, "That's okay, Meghan. You don't have to sleep in your car." Then looking at the twins, he continued, "You can bunk with me." The look on our sisters' faces was priceless, and it took a tremendous amount of control for Jimmy and me not to break down in rib-busting laughter.
While my unspoken affection Jimmy made it easy for me to be with him within the confines of our tent, there were some unexpected 'physical' issues. For one, Jimmy had grown to six-one and was muscular from playing high school football and basketball. It didn't help that having been athletic too, I was a well-toned five-six. This meant that the space vanished when we crowded into our two-person tent and especially when we lay next to each other.
Fortunately, our comfortableness with each other allowed us to push the normal sister-brother limits. We quietly accepted us being in our underclothes and when those had to be changed, we would provide each other whatever privacy we could. During the first night, I awoke comfortably nestled in Jimmy's embrace, but I soon drifted back to sleep with my cheek was pressed against his bare chest. I didn't say anything when the next morning found myself being spooned by my soundly sleeping younger brother, his morning woody pressing against my panty-covered butt crack as his muscular arm was draped across my t-shirt-covered breasts. We never questioned our experience in that tent; we just silently acknowledged it as being somehow natural and right.
"My place, little bro, is just slightly bigger than our tent, but by not much. In fact, I don't even know if my couch can accommodate your six-one body...what...you grew another inch? And you put on more muscle because your only escape from the 'Terrible Two' was the gym? Oh my god, try not to break my couch, Jimmy.
"Hmmm, okay, tell me where you are, Jimmy, and I'll pick you up."
"Hey, don't sweat it, big sis. I'm at the bus terminal with suitcase and ticket in hand. If things go as plan, your very grateful younger brother will be outside of your apartment in about an hour, ringing to be let in. And, before you ask, yes, I left a note for the folks to let them know that I'd be staying with you for the summer and that we'd be back at a later time to pack up more of my stuff later. Yep, I left it on the folk's bed since I knew that the Terrible Two would never think to go there."
"Very good, little brother. See you soon. Take care - love you."
"Love you too, Meghan. And I really looking forward to spending the summer with you, big sis. It'll be like another camp-out but only better. Thanks again."
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"Aah, that was a great meal, Meghan. Like Dad always said and Mom was quick to echo, you'll make a great wife for some lucky guy. So, with that said, do I have any rivals for my oldest sister's affection? Are you getting any 'hot and heavy' with some dude for whom I may have to stand outside of this apartment until he leaves?"
"Jimmy! Why don't you just come out an ask me what's my favorite position and have I ever been butt-fucked? Well, little brother...you know it's hard to refer to you like that when you're so large...it's none of your business. Hmmph!"
"Come on, big sis...even though you're damn short compared to me...we've always shared...let's not change that. Here, I tell you what. I'll update you about my love affairs if you tell me about yours. Okay? Promise? Cross your heart and hope to die?
"Okay, here goes. Let's see...what was my last confession of lewd and lascivious sex that I last shared with you? Oh yeah, when you left, I was into Mary Lou Perkins...you know that cute red-haired girl that I met the summer before when we were camp advisors. She was hot and experienced, and 'shattering my crystal balls' was her present to on my eighteenth birthday. What? Yes, big sister, I used a condom from the stash you had left me, but can you believe it, she wouldn't have sex after that first time if I used them. Hey, don't look at me like that, Meghan! I was just pleasing a woman as you told me."
