Peter - fiction  

CB_2 52F
8302 posts
8/26/2006 3:08 am

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5/14/2008 6:48 am

Peter - fiction

OK, this one needs to be put in context. It is an excerpt from a longer story about an incestuous relationship between a brother and sister (not described here). For reference, the siblings are 19 (him) and 20 (her).

They are being blackmailed by their uncle, who threatens to reveal their secret. There is a price for his silence.

Half an hour later, we are round at my friend Peter’s apartment. He fixes us a drink and settles back into his armchair.

“So, guys. What can I do for you?”

I look over at you. “Peter is one of my oldest friends. I trust him completely and I think he can help us. I need you to trust him as well, because I’m going to tell him everything.” You gulp slightly. Everything? I nod.

And so I do. When I tell him about you and me, he raises his eyebrows and assesses us both in a slightly different light. I can see it in his eyes, but he makes no comment. Then I tell him about this evening, about Uncle Patrick, and his threat. How he’s staying over because he wants your tail, and he’s not going home without it.

Peter clears his throat. “I have a horrible idea I know the kind of thing you’re going to suggest.” He looks over at me quizzically and I nod. He shoots a glance in your direction, and smiles. “She hasn’t told you a thing, has she?”

You shake your head dumbly, wondering what everyone else knows and what you’ve so far failed to see. Certainly feeling like the little brother now.

“It’s like this, baby”, I reach forward and take your hand, gently stroking your fingers. Peter is the only person I will ever be able to do this in front of. “Like it or not, tomorrow Patrick is going to have your arse.” You flinch slightly. “We know it’s going to happen, and if it doesn’t happen tomorrow, he’ll just hang around until it does. Best to get it over and done with. We can make sure it never happens again, because we’ll film it and use it as blackmail. With you being underage and forced, he has far more to lose than us, so it will be an end of it.”

Peter adds “But from what I’ve heard so far, it doesn’t sound like he’s going to be gentle.” I carry on stroking your hand.

“No, babe. Anal is no fun, I promise you. It can hurt like fuck the first time, even when it is consensual” The enormity of it is just beginning to hit you. “If you’re an anal virgin when he forces himself on you ... well, I don’t even want to think about the kind of damage he could do.”

“So what do we do?” you whisper hoarsely.

“We make it less likely that he can hurt you. It’ll help if it’s not your first time.” I pause, waiting to see you weigh up what I’ve just said. You frown and suddenly your eyes open wide. You look at Peter with dawning comprehension. He smiles back at you as he takes a sip of his drink.

“If it helps any, I’m sure I could help you enjoy it!” he shoots a grin at me “If your sister would allow me to ‒ I don’t want to be in trouble for recruiting you to the other side!”

“Ok” you say, quietly. Peter then produces a couple of enema bags and hands them over to you. One is for now, and one is for tomorrow. I explain to you that it is much less painful if you are empty inside, so it’s another thing we can do to make the best of it.

You go off to use the first enema. Peter and I talk, enjoying a drink and reminiscing about friends we haven’t seen for a while. I tell him how much I want to kill Patrick for putting you in this situation. He’s the pervert, not us. We are just in love, and it’s simply inconvenient that we’re related. You’re gone for a good half hour, and when you come back, you nod ‒ it’s done.

Now it is Peter’s turn to blush. I don’t imagine he has ever seduced anyone of either sex with their big sister sitting alongside. The situation is truly bizarre. But I’m here for you if you need me. I make a suggestion, knowing Peter has all the gear.

Five minutes later, you are standing in the middle of the room, blindfolded, looking as if you’re ready to run at any moment. You jump as Peter puts his hand on your chest.

“I’m going to take your clothes off, Mark. I need you to relax. Think of something sexy. Think of your sister!” he grins at me, sitting on the sofa. He slowly starts to remove your clothes, and when he has done so, he motions for you to kneel on the floor, arse in the air. You do so. He runs his hands up and down your back, getting you used to his touch.

By now, Peter has got his mind on you, and has pretty much forgotten about me. I’m sitting there open-mouthed. This I want to see, because I know it is going to be hot. I don’t even care if you end up batting for both teams after this ‒ I know you won’t abandon me, and if you choose to supplement it with a bit of the other, that’s entirely up to you. At least I know you’re getting the best introduction to it that you could.

The music is soft in the background, you’re on your hands and knees, completely naked. Peter takes his own clothes off and kneels behind you, reaching down to coat his hands with lube. He puts his hand on your arse, and you jump slightly once more.

“Relax!” he coos gently at you, and starts to rub both your buttocks with his hands, each time moving them in larger circles, thumbs creeping towards your hole. After a while, your breathing slows and your frame relaxes slightly.

Eventually, with one hand, he trails a finger down your spine and to the point where your buttock cheeks spread. He carries on down, past your hole and on to your balls. You gasp slightly at the sensation.

Back up he comes with his finger, tracing the same route up and down, time and time again. It is so sensual. I can see you getting a hard on, and I’m itching to put my hands in my pants. But I don’t want to disturb the mood. This is even more sexy than my first time taking it up the arse, and he was good then.

Eventually, he leans forward and spreads your arse cheeks with both hands and runs his tongue along the valley between them. You shiver and groan. His tongue circles your arse again and again.

“Oh God, yes” you murmur. I am so hot, I expect to leave a stain on Peter’s sofa at this rate.

Eventually, he leans back and speaks gently to you. “I’m going to put my finger inside your arse, Mark,” he warns, “and then another one. I’m just stretching you. It will make it easier.” You nod silently and he continues.

He puts in his index finger up to the first knuckle, and then waits for you to relax again. He pushes it further in. He then moves it in and out. You start to rock your body in time. Peter looks up, registers me on the sofa and silently mouths “Fuck, he’s hot!” As if I didn’t know! I grin back at him.

Then he puts in a second finger, again going through the same process. Slowly and surely. You are starting to moan, now. I bet this wasn’t what you expected when we came over tonight!

“OK, Mark,” he finally says, “I’m going to put a condom on now, and then I’m going to enter you. Are you ready?” You nod, maybe even a little impatiently. You are more than ready for this, and it is no surprise his fat cock slides easily up inside you.

Fuck, I can’t stand it any more. I spread my legs and rub my clitoris furiously as he rocks inside you, and you rock back onto his cock. The pace picks up and soon you are breathing raggedly as the two of you repeatedly slam your bodies together. His cock has hit your prostate and you are going to explode. I can see it in the way your body has tensed up once more.

“Oh ... fuck .... yesss!” you moan, as you suddenly shoot spunk all over his floor. Seconds later, I see Peter thrust heavily inside you, holding your buttocks firmly as his cock spurts inside you, and it is enough to tip me over the edge myself. You suddenly stop moving, having completely forgotten until that moment that I was there.

Peter reaches forward and undoes the blindfold, before withdrawing from your arse and taking the condom off. You blush and grin at both of us.

“Told you you’d enjoy it, didn’t I?” Both of you look over at me, flushed and breathing deeply on the sofa. “Looks like sis did as well!”

I grin. Well, phase one successfully completed! And maybe Peter has also taught you a few new tricks for going down on my arse before you give it me there. I cross my legs in excitement.

You and Peter both dress, and I pick up the other enema bag, plus a couple of condoms. There’s no way Uncle Patrick is going near your arse without one of those. Peter also tosses me the bottle of lube. “Squirt plenty up inside beforehand. I doubt he’ll be lubing his hands for your pleasure, Mark.” He leans over and whispers something to you which makes you grin. I look at him quizzically.

You smile broadly. “He says it might be an idea to ask you to stretch me with your fingers before we meet up with Patrick!” Hmmmm, now there’s an idea to ponder.

I take your hand. “Come on baby. Let’s not think about tomorrow just now. For now, let’s focus on the fact that I’m going to be in your arms all night tonight.” I grin up at you. “All ... fucking ... night!”

And with a kiss and a heartfelt thank you, we say goodnight to Peter and make our way to my place.

Blogito ergo sum.

warmandsexy52 65M
13164 posts
8/28/2006 10:10 am

What is so amazing about reading your finely written stories is the way you take us to the edge, like tacking a yacht so that it lists tightly at forty five degrees as it churns its way forward, knowing it rides full pelt, but feeling close to capsizing. Dangerous explorations ..... incest and homosexuality. I expected to see some other comments ..... but I guess some guys are thinking, "Sheesh! What do I say?" And that's what makes it such interesting .... and brave ... writing, as you are writing more than just to titillate - you're exploring sexuality. In that sense it really is literary.

warm xx

CB_2 replies on 8/28/2006 10:31 am:
And there was me thinking no- one liked it, Warm! I thought I must have just offended everyone with this one.

I like the yachting analogy, though you give me far too much credit for my writing. I do indeed only write stories to titillate - it's just that I get titillated by an awful lot of non-mainstream stuff!

But, yes, I suppose I do find it interesting to explore "alternative" sexuality. I like the thought that I sometimes make people uncomfortable at what arouses them.

I would not publish the incest stuff on AdultFriendFinder (or any site) as I feel that is an extremely personal subject, and no- one in their right mind is going to publicly admit they found it arousing. So it remains private, for that reason amongst others.

laydee2 39F
31585 posts
2/2/2007 3:45 pm

Ok now that I have composed my self.. Wow! Never thought that I would find this one as erotically charged as the others but it has surprised me. I guess an arse is an arse after all but the way you set it up and because it was so deliciously written, it had me on the edge of my seat!


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CB_2 replies on 2/3/2007 10:14 am:
I've put the link to this story on my blog header now, and I realise that could be a bit of a dangerous thing to do, as I know it could put some people off. But I do like to think it is just as erotically charged (like that phrase, thank you ) as more mainstream stuff I have written.

I see you've got into the habit of reading my stories before bed

ivorbiggun6969a 42M
923 posts
2/3/2007 12:28 pm

Ok, I'm working my way though all of your stories today, and whilst I definitely prefer your others, I'm not too proud or insecure in my sexuality to admit that I felt "movement down below" from reading this one too. (It was the sister wanking herself on the couch that did it ... honest )


CB_2 replies on 2/3/2007 2:05 pm:
Thank you, Ivor, for being so honest Boy-boy isn't my main interest at all, but I do think this story has a few elements of eroticism that might surprise some people. I was surprised at horny it made me in writing it.

rm_swinger958 85M
30 posts
2/9/2007 9:03 pm

I really enjoy your point by point descriptions in your stories. We can learn a lot from others, in their writing ability and in their writings. All the best.

CB_2 replies on 2/10/2007 11:36 am:
Thank you! The day we stop learning from other people would be a sad day indeed. I too learn from others' writings all the time, and I love to spot people's specific techniques.

Youmustdoit2 65M

5/14/2008 1:47 am

Thanks again CB. I would love to send you my 12,000 word illustrated fantasy. It concerns a young female virgin's week long preparation at the hands of her mother and sister for her "initiation" by me, her uncle, at 21st birthday party. would need an alternative address for this but sadly you have declined my invitation to join my network. I can reinstate your invitation if you wish..

Barrie xxx

CB_2 replies on 5/14/2008 2:08 am:
No thank you Barrie. Why not open a blog and post it (in parts, as that would be too long for a single post)?

Youmustdoit2 65M

5/14/2008 5:27 am

My problem is that the illustrations are not originals but "borrowed" images. Publishing without permission could spell trouble (unless you could pose for me then they become originals LOL! )

Barrie xxx

CB_2 replies on 5/14/2008 6:49 am:
I think you'll find most people here use google when they want to find an illustration.

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