The Man Who Would Pay

The Man Who Would Pay - 5

Alcohol and talking to my younger, sex-starved brother about what I was doing wasn't the best mix. It was Friday. The end of the week and the two of us were relaxing in the living room while Mum and Dad were out with friends. They wouldn't be back until late and we had the house to ourselves.

Pizza, a bottle of wine and my story of sucking Lawrence's cock that first time had a tent in Daniels's jogging bottoms. He didn't even try to hide it.

"So you didn't even get a shag?"

I laughed.

"No. Nothing. I put so much effort into sucking him off and got dismissed.

I was so horny I had to stop on the way home and take care of business in a lay-by."

I giggled manically.

"And this is a guy you work with?"

"Yeah. You wouldn't have a clue to look at him. He's gorgeous. But only fucks prostitutes."

"Or not."

I laughed again before downing the last of the wine. My head was swimming and I wasn't thinking so straight.

"Fucks like Superman when he does do it though. That was the second time. Goes like an Ariston."

"A what?"

"Washing machines. Years ago, before you and me, they had an ad. 'Ariston. Goes on and on' or something like that. I only know coz Dad used to say it about me when I was little and talked too much.

Well, that's what Lawrence was like. He went on and on and on.

I'm still sure he'd taken something."

"I'm beginning to see why you like this life."

I stared into my wine. It reflected my thoughts along with the light from the table lamp.

"I feel a fake though. Sometimes. I'm not a fucking supermodel or Margot Robbie. I mean, am I really worth paying for it? Small tits, big arse. Sometimes I think it's me who should be paying them. I don't think I'm that great."

I was conscious of Daniels's pause. And of the softness in his voice when he finally answered.

"I think you are."

"Why thank you, little brother."

"I meant what I said. I would do you."

I turned my eyes toward him sharply, seeing the glint in his. I reacted to the sudden seriousness in his voice. The only way I knew how.

"Now that's fucking weird."

He swirled his drink and stared into it. I don't suppose it was a surprise. He didn't have another outlet. And now I was telling him all the juicy details after each encounter, it must be driving his cock crazy.

"It's not unknown for siblings." He said without looking up.

"Christ Daniel, you're my brother."

That wasn't the no it had supposed to have been.

"I'll use a condom."

I looked at the boner pushing his joggers up. So fucking obvious. Anyone else would have moved and hidden it.

"No. It's wrong."

I shook my head even as a tingle raced up my spine. No, I shouldn't have drunk so much wine while talking about having a guy pound me.

"So you'll suck off a complete stranger, but not me?"

"Daniel. That's sick. You're flesh and blood family."

"And horny."

"Yeah. I can see that."

I felt sorry for him. I knew what it was like to be overcome with need and not have someone. We all did at some point.

Daniel didn't let it go.

"Think of the thrill. Doing something illicit. Pushing the barriers. You said you liked taboo.

What's more taboo than brother and sister?"

I put my hand up.

"No. Just no. Okay.

I'm going to my room. And you... stop drinking. Otherwise, you won't be able to get it up even on your own."

I put my feet on the floor and headed for the stairs.

"Jerk off if you have to, but do it quietly."

Jesus fuck. My brother had just made a pass at me.

Sleep didn't come to me when I lay in bed. Christ, I was horny. Daniel and his fucking talk of incest had done that to me. Now I had to hump my pillow knowing he was in the next room listening. Probably jerking off.

"For fucks sake."

I rolled onto my back and stared up at the shadows playing on the ceiling. I hadn't taken a client in over a week. A forced break I couldn't avoid once a month. Things were back to normal now and I needed it. Couldn't exactly pick a client and say I'd be there in thirty minutes, so it was going to be the lonesome way.

My hand went beneath my bed shirt to find my warm, wet place. A moment later, I was kicking the bed sheets away.

"Hmmm."

I shuddered as my fingers slipped under the hem of my panties and began an idle play with the soft folds of flesh sitting between my thighs. The heat rose rapidly. I rolled my eyes up and swallowed.

"Oh, Jesus."

If I wanted to sleep, I'd have to cum. Either I fingered myself or rode my pillow.

Or, I could just let Daniel. He was a good-looking lad and he hadn't inherited the ginger gene so that would make it seem less ... I lay in shock at my thoughts. Some fantasies weren't to be had. And that was one of them.

I pressed my thighs together tightly as another wave of demand came from downstairs. For a few minutes, I lay there refusing to let my mind talk. To do so would be dangerous given the effect of the copious amounts of alcohol in my veins.

Then I got up.

I pushed the door to Daniel's bedroom and let it glide open silently. There he was, lying on top of his bed with his phone in his hand. He knew I was there, but he just carried on scrolling. I'd have laid money on it being Pornhub or Hamster. I stood in his doorway just staring at him in his joggers. He still had a hard-on. I could see it pressing against the material. That just made me hornier. My hand went back to my pussy without a thought of him seeing me play with myself.

"What would you want to do?"

Christ. I sounded like I was asking one of my clients. He looked up at me with the same seriousness I was regarding him.

"Nothing crazy.

A blow job and a fuck?"

I let my tee shirt fall back and crossed my arms as I thought about it. Christ almighty. Why was I even considering this?

"I can't look at you while you're doing it," I said matter of factly.

"I'll do it from behind."

Fuck. Was I actually thinking about this? I stood silently, looking at the floor as I mulled it over. Sanity versus a clit that was screaming for attention. Hormones were a pain. They should come with an off switch.

"You can't tell anyone. Ever."

He laughed.

"You think I'm stupid. I'm the one that would be in trouble. More than you. I ain't ever telling anyone."

That was true. I could say he forced me and everyone would believe the innocent, tearful sister.

"Okay. But I need more drink first."

I turned away and went downstairs with Daniel following me.

We sat at the table opposite one another in silence. My thoughts were racing as I sipped back more alcohol. Vodka this time. It was all that was left. We sat in silence, both of us lost in thought. Finally, I spoke.

"You were going to have a wank if I hadn't come into your room weren't you?"

He smirked.

"Probably."

"Did you have porn on your phone?"

"Not exactly."

"What then?"

He held it up.

"Holy fuck. How did you get that?"

I saw myself staring back from the tiny screen. Me sitting on my bed in my sexy underwear with my legs apart. It was one of the photos he'd taken of me. I hadn't even put that one online. I could see my nipples poking forward. Like fucking coat pegs pressing through the silk. And I had a camel toe. I might as well have been naked.

"Bluetooth. You should turn it off." He grinned.

I should have been mad. It was an infringement of my privacy. A betrayal of what we'd agreed. But then I'd just agreed to fuck him and I wanted it so badly. I wasn't about to throw that away with a row about a photo.

"Fuck it. Knock yourself out. Or should I say knock one out?"

I sniggered.

"But not now. If we're gonna do this, I don't want you wasted."

I drank up.

"Come on. While I'm pissed and before I change my mind."

I turned the light down as I went into his room, wanting to mask as much as possible that I was about to do my own brother.

"Lay on the bed and take your bottoms off."

Daniel wasn't shy. He'd already proved that. He didn't even hesitate. A moment later I was staring at my brother's boner again. Oh fuck. What was I about to do? But then again, it was a fucking nice boner. Yeah. Good genes in our family.

I took my nightshirt off, but I couldn't bring myself to lose the panties. Not yet. I climbed on the bed and sat over his thighs. I stared at his cock pointing skyward just in front of me.

"Are you a virgin?"

"No."

I looked him in the eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"Sally Newman." He said matter-of-factly to emphasise his point.

I laughed.

"Sally Newman? With the big tits?"

I knew Sally. We'd been in school together. Sally did have big tits. A slender girl with massive ones. It was a surprise she didn't topple over.

"Wow. Punching above your weight there."

"Her tits are amazing. They stay in place even when she takes her bra off. Like two big firm ..."

"Okay. Enough about Sally Newman's tits. It's making me feel inadequate."

"Yours look just fine to me. Amazing nipples."

"Everyone says that."

I pinched them, sending a shudder through myself.

"Huh."

I sat back on his legs. His cock was still bouncing around just in front of me. I stared at it again, letting my need rise to suppress my reticence. I squeezed my tits to ease the growing agony. Daniel had a hunger in his eyes I'd never seen before. He looked more of a man than he ever had.

"Okay."

I put my hands on his thighs and gently stoked the hairs on his legs. I could feel his muscles. Nothing of the body-building type. Just firm. I took a breath to calm the quiver filling me. I'd done some crazy things in the last few months. This had to be the craziest of all.

I watched his cock twitching with even greater animation as my hands drew closer and took that as approval. I didn't wait for a comment. I put my hand around it and without letting myself think too much, I put my lips around my brother's cock.

"Huh. Fuck."

I think I was becoming an aficionado of cocks. And I had to admit, Daniels was instantly promoted to my top few. It was hot and hard. And perfectly sized for comfort. I sucked it carefully, swirling my tongue around his crown. Daniel purred.

His balls were a delight. A nice bag I could hold in my hand while massaging and rolling them. I could feel his cock twitching in my mouth. It felt stupendous sliding over my tongue.

I loved it and I gave it my all. He got the best treatment from my mouth I could deliver. Equal to what I'd given Lawrence that first time.

"Huh."

He was getting hotter, his hips starting to pump. I could hear his breathing becoming ragged. I sat up.

"Why have you stopped?"

"You're not cuming in my mouth and going all soft on me."

I was busy getting on all fours next to him. I needed fucking and I wanted him to get on with it.

"I want something from this as well."

I wiggled my arse, waiting for him to remove my panties.

"And use a condom."

He rattled around in a drawer and got behind me. I was in a hurry and pulled my own panties down in my desperation while he got the rubber on. They only got as far as my knees.

"Uh."

Yeah. It was a nice cock. It filled me perfectly. I'd heard it said that a pussy is just an inside-out cock. Given we came from the same genes, it made sense that it fitted so perfectly.

"Uhh."

Daniel was a surprise. I'd expected him to shoot his load inside a minute. Instead, he hammered away for ages, slapping my arse as he did so. He got that just right as well. Just enough that I started. Not so hard that it became painful. Just fucking exciting.

"That's it. Fuck me."

His touch was more sensuous than the others. Almost as if he knew where and how.

"Uh. Uh."

I didn't want to cum. Not yet.

"Stop."

I pulled off from him and spun around, kicking my panties to the floor. I wanted something I hadn't expected. I wanted to face him.

"Lay back. Let me get on top."

Daniel didn't argue. He lay up the length of his bed and I climbed over him, putting his cock to my entrance.

"Holy fuck."

He gasped as I lowered myself, sinking down his shaft to sit across his groin. I felt every inch of it, pressing and parting my internal muscles, sliding through rich juices that flowed from me to cover him.

"I'm so wet.

So horny.

I want you so much."

I started with a gentle rock, just gliding on his cock as I watched the tiny twitches of delight in his face and the tremble of his lips with each breath. I saw the colour in his checks. He didn't take his eyes off me once.

"Do you like being in my pussy?"

"Yes."

"It's worth money you know."

I giggled as I put my hands on his chest, stroking over his muscles. Yeah, my brother wasn't a bad-looking lad.

"I'd pay any amount for this."

"You're getting it for free, so make the most of it."

I increased my stroke as my need became uncontrollable and absorbed my every thought. Daniel put his hands to my tits and I gripped his wrists, holding them tight to me as he fondled and caressed my swollen flesh with a care I hadn't expected.

"Uhh. Fuck."

I was becoming desperate. My rocking became a bouncing, riding his full length, feeling it inside of me.

"Uhh."

It felt so good it took my thoughts away. I was closer to an animal at that moment. All the complexities and nuances of human existence had no meaning. All I wanted was to fuck.

I rode him like he was the last man on earth and would be snatched away for all time at any moment. I fucked him with the intensity Lawrence had fucked me on that second visit. I fucked him oblivious to the ache of straining thighs.

"Oh god."

I held myself up straight, waiting for the inescapable finish to arrive. To have him deliver me to heaven. Daniel came first. His inexperience finally unable to hold out under my attack on his organ. His cock throbbed so strongly I felt it. I sensed its increased harness and how hot it was. Then came the comforting warmth inside me and I lost it.

"Uhh."

My rhythmic ride went to shit and I became a writhing mess as the tsunami rushed over me. A wash of madness rinsing my brain of my sanity.

"Uh."

I stared down at him in the half-light as I sat still. He was sweaty and gasping for air. Just as I was.

"Intense," I muttered.

"Incredible."

I slid off from him and lay alongside him.

"Wow. That was as good as anyone else. I'd pay you for a repeat of that. Trust me. You don't need to worry about not measuring up."

I remembered him showing me his cock before. I'd told him truthfully about size. And now I was being truthful about how he used it.

"Sally Newman is a

Lucky girl."

"You're better than Sally Newman."

"I've had more practice."

"True. She was a virgin."

"Christ. Who gets to eighteen without popping their Cherry these days?"

"I did."

I was tempted to make one of my sarky jibes but thought better of it. Now we both carried a secret that could ruin our lives. I could blame the alcohol all I wanted, but no matter what, we were inextricably bound together for life after this.

I pulled the quilt over me and put my head on the fluffy soft pillow.

"Your bed is more comfortable than mine."

I woke with a jolt. Suddenly aware that I was still lying in Daniels's bed. I could hear him breathing next to me.

Outside on the landing, Mum was moving around, collecting washing from the linen basket. I prayed she didn't look in. Fuck. I looked around for my clothes, seeing them discarded on the floor amongst Daniels's junk. What would it look like if she did? Could I make it seem innocent? Oh shit.

I got out of bed quickly and quietly, snatching my tee shirt up to get it back over my head. I could probably excuse why I was in his room. I couldn't think of a single reason why I would have my tits and fanny out. I pulled my panties on next as Daniel stirred.

"Shush."

I held a finger to my lips before pointing to the door. Thankfully his sleepy head registered what I was trying to say before he opened his big fat mouth.

I didn't venture out until it was quiet. Then taking a deep breath, I headed downstairs with Daniel following behind. The one overriding thought in my head was the lack of guilt. I'd done something crazy. Illegal. And even with a sobering head, I didn't feel bad about it at all.

"Sorry we were so late home," Mum said seeing me looking for a glass.

"What time did you get in? I was zonked."

"I know. You left the evidence lying around."

I looked at her quizzically, wondering what she meant.

"The empty wine bottle. And you didn't put the top back on the vodka. Honestly. I have alcoholics for children."

That wasn't all her children were. Daniel sat at the table and put his head in his hands.

"I feel sick."

"Serves you right." Mum huffed.

"I'll make you a black coffee."

I took a seat next to Daniel.

"Just the alcohol?" I whispered as soon as Mum was out of earshot.

"Yeah. Just the alcohol."

I saw the grin on his face. He didn't have any regrets either. He confirmed that by taking my hand and putting it on his cock under the table. He might be hungover but his cock was rigid. I squeezed it before snatching it away as Mum came back.

"Your dad's no better. He's still sleeping his head off."

She looked at me.

"Seems it's only the women who can hold their drink in this household."

I wasn't so sure about that. No hangover, but I had lost my marbles and done something unbelievably stupid. So why didn't I feel horrified at myself?