My Brothers Love

I whimpered, feeling his warm fingers on my skin. I had a suddenly strange and shocking thought, I wondered if he liked girls shaved over not. I didn’t shave, I’d thought about trying it, but never had. That was a really weird though, seeing as he already had his fingers down there, and would soon find out for himself that I didn’t shave. What the hell was wrong with me? I shouldn’t care if he cared about that, nor should he have his hand there!

I pressed my hips down on bed, trying to get away from him.

He smiled at me, “come now Z, don’t make this any harder.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing,” was all he said before taking my mouth again. The grip he hand on my wrists loosened slightly, for which I was thankful for, they were becoming uncomfortable. But that thought left as quick as it had come, as Alex was now moving my underwear off my hips.

Oh God, I said to myself. Alex broke off the kiss again when he had moved my underwear down to join my jeans on my lower thighs.

He looked down my length and moaned. “Mmm, I can’t wait to get you naked.”

My eyes widened, and he smiled then he chuckled that sexy chuckle he had developed recently.

“Don’t worry Z, today isn’t that day.”

I relaxed slightly, that was until I felt his entire hand cover the triangle mound of hair below. He touch sent a shiver up my spine, and caused my stomach to do a weird sort of somersault.

One of his fingers moved and touched the most sensitive spot on my body. I jumped, shocked my the sensation, no one had touched me there, I was too nervous to even touch myself there. His finger ran down towards the folds of my opening, and he smiled at me as he slid his finger closer towards my slippery entrance.

“I knew it was affecting you just as much me. Perhaps more,” he said quickly moving his finger up over the nub of nerves. This time instead of jumping, my head fell back and a rather large moan escaped my mouth. “Are you ready to prove to me you’re not a virgin?”

I blinked up at him trying to think clearly. “What does that entitle of me?”

He smiled, ran his finger over my nub again, and kissed my neck. “Absolutely nothing. Just relax.”

That was hard to do, seeing as a million different thoughts and emotions were running though my body and it was impossible to think with his hand down there. My stomach did another flip as his finger began to move in a circular moved over that spot.

His hand suddenly let go of my wrists and moved down to the hem of my shirt, pulling it up past my breast. “You’re not relaxed,” he stated.

“It’s near impossible with your hand--" I stopped short, gripping his shoulders as a strange sensation went throughout my entire body. It was a strange and new feeling, that went past my stomach doing somersaults. It was a weird tingling feeling that slowly passed throughout my whole body, causing all thoughts to leave me head. A strange sigh mixed with a moan escaped from my lips as I relaxed against the bed, my hands loosing the grip they had on their shirts. My breathing steadied and I realized his finger was no longer moving. Slowly I opened my eyes to look at him, “what was that?”

He smiled at me, and kissed my lips before speaking. “That my dear Z, was an orgasm.”

I looked at him, almost shocked. “Does that prove I’m a virgin? Not even knowing what an orgasm feels like?”

His smile grew, “for the most part. I know you’re one anyway. Everyone does, even Ben.”

Since my wrists were now free and there was really no part of him that still had me pinned down, other then the hand he had resting down below, I pushed myself out from under him in a half sitting position. “Why’d you bring Ben up?”

“No reason,” he said, moving away from the bed and me. Ben was obviously a touchy subject.

“Pizza’s here!” Our dad called from downstairs.

“You’d better go,” Alex said.

I frowned, and then looked down to find my bra exposed and my pants still down and blushed. I quickly pulled my shirt back down, and then jumped from the bed to pull my underwear and pants back up. “What about you?”

He had turned his back to me, and was bracing himself against his dresser, his head bowed slightly. “I’ll be down in a little bit.”

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I was sitting in the large chair as far away from Alex as possible. If I didn’t feel the sudden need to be from him, I would have stretched myself over the couch before out parents had taken over it. After the pizza was finished, the four of us had made our way to the living room to watch a movie. It was becoming more and more rare that the four of us were in the same place for such an extent in time, so no one complained when our mom picked out the sappiest longest movie we owned, Titanic.

I loved the movie, laughed every time I saw Leo’s dead and frozen body float down into the water, I also got yelled at every time I did. Didn’t dead people float anyway? Not to mention ice floats, so he really shouldn’t of sank.

But there I sat, watching as Kate Winslet “flew” on the bow of the, at least I think the front of a ships the bow. Anyway, there she stood. The sex was coming up soon. With that thought I looked up to Alex, who was sitting in the other chair opposite of me. He wasn’t watching the movie, he was watching me. He gave me his classic smirk, and for some reason I blushed and turned back to the TV, pulling the blanket I had around my shoulders tighter.

I wasn’t cold, though chills were still running up my spine as I remembered the sensation that had gone through my body while Alex had touched me. I didn’t even want to admit it to myself, but I wanted him to do it again.

I listened to the movie, trying to tone my thoughts out, but then my mom whispered something to dad, and I tried to tone that in instead of the movie. She was speaking too low for me to hear, and I knew not to look at her, as I was sure she was saying something to dad about tonight.

It was amazing, they had been married seventeen years and though they didn’t spend much time during the day together, they had an amazing sex life. I smirked, must have been hard for my dad to keep her hands off her when they first met. She had been five months pregnant with Alex at the time. Alex’s birth father was no where to be found, but that how my mom wanted it, and I’m sure she had a good reason for not telling Alex who the man was. That was one of the reasons Alex didn’t look anything like our dad, but I didn’t look much like him either, we both took after our mom. The only features I had from dad was my big feet and stupid nose.

But dad loved Alex just as much as he loved our mom; he was there when Alex came and signed his birth certificate. As far as everyone knew, Alex was his by blood and all. Dad treated Alex like his own son too, discipline and all, so Alex had never really bothered asking about his birth father, he already had him.

When Alex was about five months old, mom and dad got married, because I was to come around within eight months. They would have been married even if I never came, I was sure of that, they had the perfect relationship.

Within recent years dad had become the CEO of some big-time company and therefore bought the large house with a pool we now lived in. While mom had gone back to school to become a registered nurse, who was no one call most all of the time. Things were actually decent now, with both of our parents bringing in more money then we knew what to do with, which is why Alex got the camaro, then again, I was almost certain the car had been a bribe of some sort.

Alex was graduating in two months and next fall he’d be going to college in the northern part of the state. I, on the other hand, was stuck here for one more year of high school. I had to keep reminding myself it was just one more year before I was free and can finally do things my way. Then again, did I really want to? I mean, with mom and dad having good jobs, I could be set to live with them for the rest of my life and not have to worry about some college major.

A college major, that brought up a whole other string of questions I needed to ask myself in the up coming school year. I had been thinking archaeology... but there was only one school in this state that had a program for that field. My eyes shot towards Alex, it was the same school he was going to.

Dammit, he was still watching me. I glanced towards the TV, Leo was drawing the nude picture of Kate. I looked towards mom and dad, mom was wrapped in dads arms, watching the screen with a dazed look in her eye.

“I’m going to bed,” I said abruptly. Mom jumped before looking at me questioningly. “I have to get up early again, Brook hasn’t done her part on the history project.”

The imaginary project made a good excuse for a lot of things lately.

Mom nodded, “all right dear. See you in the mourning.”

I stood from the chair and gave mom a hug, and dad a kiss on the cheek. Dropping the blanket back on the chair I quickly made my way to my room and locked myself in for the night.

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When I woke the next morning I found my algebra book in front of my door, the problems finished and a note reminding me to transfer it to my writing.



A/N I’ll end that there... lol. Now to reply to reviews (not that I’ve had question, but it’s to let you people know that I read them and love them).

Haha, so there’s been a couple of you to comment on how they aren’t one for incest and stuff along them lines, well, I’ll just say this to respond to that: you know you’re reading something good when your reading something totally sinful and something you shouldn’t be turned on about. Or at least I hope so XD

whoeveryouthinkiam: This is actually so far the only story I’ve ever written that I’ve actually have updated and have wanted to write

goose: omg! I know! Lol, I get into these likes zones when I’m writing this and I don’t really know whats going on until I go back and read and I’ll be like “oh crap, zuri’s in trouble!” XD it’s funny how it works for me.