Here's the second installment of the story! Hope you guys enjoyed the previous one! The works for the next installment have already started. I received a very nice response from the previous one, so I guess there's no looking back now.
And please give me some feedback. It's the most valuable resource for an aspiring writer. It may be positive or negative (I'm open to all sorts of criticism), because I believe that it is criticism which makes a good writer, not his dedication to the story.
Anyways guys, I won't take up too much of your time. Enjoy the story!
PLEASE note: The story is a brother–sister relationship story, and not a family one. It will take some time to reach to the sexual part (In fact, there is very little in this chapter), so please bear with me. Read on!
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Ch. 02
Brazil vs. Argentina: The 2006 FIFA World Cup. Everything was at stake for the two mighty teams. All eyes were on the young Argentine magician Leo Messi, and the maestro from Brazil; Ricardo Kaka´. Brazil had won almost every time against Argentina, but tonight; the Argentinians were prepared against all the odds. This was a must-win game for both of them, as the winner would progress into the semi-finals of the tournament. As the match started, time seemed to tick away ever so slowly for Robert; who squirmed in his seat, crossing his fingers and hoping that Kaka´ would turn the tables on Argentina.
Fast forward to the last nail-biting minute-and-a-half of added time. Brazil: 2, Argentina: 2 - Both the teams had played superbly, and neither of them seemed to succumb to the dominance of the other. It was a corner kick for Argentina, hopefully their last chance to make Lady Luck favor their side. Andre´s Iniesta was the player to take the corner kick. With sheer precision, he cut the ball upwards perfectly, launching it into mid-air. The ball swung with every spin it made, causing it to curve straight to Leo Messi, who seemed to be in a perfect position to finish.
Time seemed to stop for the Brazilian fans - All hopes of winning were now quickly diminishing. Just as the ball was about to reach Messi's legs, Kaka´ pounced on it, and sprinted off towards the Argentinean goal, giving it all he could. He cut past the Argentinean midfielders with ease, and headed straight for the goal – his eyes focused on nothing but the net. Leo Messi was in pursuit, not wanting him to score that one precious goal. He ran with all his might, but simply could not catch up to the maestro. The Argentine defenders were on their toes, just waiting to spring onto him as he entered the D. But Kaka´ did something no one in the stadium would have predicted – He fired the shot a good 20 meters away from the D. The ball hit the sweet spot of his right foot, bringing small flakes of grass off the ground; as it kept zooming towards the net.
The goalkeeper had no other option but to dive, and give everything he had to save the ball. He leapt in the direction of the ball, arms outstretched, rubber gloves glistening with the mixture of sweat and tears. The ball just grazed the goalkeeper's hand, a moment when no one would have known whether it would hit the back of the net or not – And that's when Robert heard the loud, impatient knocking on his door; spiraling him down to reality.
This dream of his was always left incomplete. Whenever the ball would graze the goalkeeper's gloves, he would be pulled into reality once again. Frustrated at himself for not turning in earlier yesterday, Robert grumbled as he peeled the blanket off himself. He stood up besides the bed, and went for the door, dragging his feet. Still angry at himself, he groggily opened the door and saw the outline of two shapely bodies.
The morning sun was still filtering through the bedroom window, and Robert had to strain his eyes really hard to catch a glimpse of them. He turned his attention to the left one, and gazed at her from top to bottom – Hair tied; probably in a ponytail, a tight tank top which showed a good amount of cleavage, shapely hips which were dressed by a skirt; about mid-thigh length and gorgeous legs leading to two blue colored heels – This one was definitely Christina. His eyelids slowly accepted the light trying to touch his retina. His vision clarified, and there stood Mom and Christina; apparently not too happy.
"What the hell is wrong with you? We're supposed to be leaving right now! Get dressed as soon as possible; and for heaven's sake, please don't fall asleep again! We're already late!" Christina kept firing at Robert, who couldn't make out what the commotion was all about.
Suddenly, the memory disk in his head spun for the first time that day, and it hit Robert – They were supposed to leave for their vacation today!
"Oh Shit" was all he could say, as he slammed the door shut and opened his wardrobe in almost no time to select a decent piece of clothing to wear. Finally, after rummaging the jeans compartment for a minute or two, Robert threw off his shirt, and wore the new comfy cotton one on. His pants came off in no time, and as he was pulling up his jeans, he saw his 'morning wood', making it difficult for him to get the jeans up to his waist.
"Damn! Just go in, will you? I'll take care of you later, okay?" Robert said to the enlarged cock, which seemed to twitch; as if nodding to answer his question. Finally, after a big of wiggling, Robert put on his jeans and darted into the washroom. He quickly sprayed some deodorant over him, and gargled some mouthwash just for the sake of brushing. He dashed down to the living room where everyone was ready and waiting for him.
"Well, it's about time, Mister! We were about to leave without you!" Dad said with mock anger, tapping his toes and crossing his arms as he talked.
Suddenly, he reacted to a quick jolt of electricity pass through his body. "Oh, I almost forgot! It looks like the ladies here have taken a bit too much luggage for a three day trip. We're going to have to split ourselves up – You and Christina in one of your cars, and me and your Mom in ours. Okay with that?" he asked.
Robert and Christina looked at each other for a few moments, their eyes doing all the talking. Their 'mute' conversation went something like this:
Christina: "Come on! Say yes! We can finally drive on a highway! And we have all the freedom in the world!"
Robert: "Gee, I don't know Christina. We can have the equal amount of fun with our parents too, you know."
Christina: "Listen. Just say yes, okay? We can have beer, cruise down the highway listening to Avenged Sevenfold, and talk about anything."
Robert: "Beer? Avenged Sevenfold? Hell yeah! I'm in!"
Dad interrupted their conversation. "So, what's it going to be?" he asked impatiently.
Robert and Christina (almost) unanimously spoke out – "Oldies in one car, hotties in the other!"
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