Junkies

A/N: I have *NEVER* used heroin before, so I do apologize if my description of a heroin high is not entirely accurate, as I cannot speak from personal experience.

"You want some of this?" He held up the small baggie to my eyes, which contained a fairly sized black hunk of something. I didn't have to ask him to know what it was.

"Oh shit son...Bo, really? Really?" I asked, smiling stupidly and looking from the heroin to him, laughing despite myself. This what exactly what had gotten my into trouble before, when he'd offered me the shards. He had the sexiest face when he was offering you drugs, a straight, poker face, with a little smirk that just screamed "Come on, you know you want to,".

He was my brother; well, not really my brother, but he was the closest thing to a brother I would ever have, and I loved him dearly. But Bo was one serious junkie, and it seemed as though I was destined to be dragged into the furthermost reaches of space right along with him whenever he was around.

"Really Marie? Really?" Bo said, and laughed. "Come on, it's the greatest feeling ever. I'll shoot it for you and everything, I guarantee you won't be able to move for the next hour, I swear. It's the best, no lie."

I hesitated slightly, my heart thundering against my ribs. Everything in my brain was screaming 'NO! You idiot! Remember health class?' and then images from hap-hazardly designed posters were flashing before me, the needles, the track marks...

"Awh hell, off to the races!" I said, laughing, and instantly feeling a rush of anxiety.

Bo laughed, "Yeah, you want this," and then he pulled out a spoon from his pocket, breaking off a chunk of the black tar heroin and setting it in the spoon to melt it down. He was always so cocky, but it suited his personality.

My stomach was starting to feel funny from all the adrenaline pumping though my body as Bo patiently turned the black mass into a liquid; I hadn't felt this antsy since the last time we were tweaking out on shards. I couldn't believe I was about to do this; one hit and I could be addicted.

Man, I'm an idiot.

Before I knew it, Bo had taken a hold of my left wrist and was holding my arm out straight, tapping against the main vein in my elbow until it was raised and throbbing.

"You're gunna want to look away for this," Bo said, as he held up a small syringe he'd filled with the drug. "This is gunna be like nothing you've ever felt before."

I smiled, and said "Hell yes," before I looked up into his eyes. He met my gaze, his dark brown eyes distracting me from where the needle was going. I felt the pinch, and winced slightly.

"You're ok, you're ok sister," he said, he smiled, still staring into my eyes. "Eyes right here."

I stared back, smiled, and felt the needle being withdrawn from my arm. I exhaled slowly, wondering when it was supposed to take effect--

Whump.

The next thing I knew, Bo was laughing hysterically and I was sideways on the hotel bed, stupefied. I couldn't have moved if my life depended on it; I couldn't even really see. I felt myself grinning, probably resembling the cheshire cat at this point, just laying there on cloud nine.

"How you feeling sister?" Bo asked, getting down to my level to look me in the eye, still laughing like he'd just seen probably the funniest thing in his life.

I tried to speak, but my mouth wasn't working with my brain...or, my brain wasn't working with my mouth. Actually, I don't think my brain was working at this point at all, it was all just too slow. Even my tongue felt heavy.

"Ifeelholyohmygod..." I slurred out, moving my eyes to look up at him. "Ohmygaaaaaaaaawwwwwdddd."

Bo lapsed into hysterics once again, and I couldn't help but chuckle along with him. I couldn't think past each blissful moment, wonderfully happy and completely doped up out of my mind.

It seemed like a long time passed, I heard Bo opening up the small baggie once again, heard the lighter click to life, closed my eyes and felt my breathing, watching the colors dance past my eyes as I heard Bo hiss from the needle, heard the THUMP as he hit the floor.

I laughed without really meaning to.

I laughed and laughed and laughed, until I thought I might not ever stop.

And then Bo was laughing, from somewhere under my feet.

"HOLYSHIT." was all I heard, and then more laughter.

"Bo...I love you," I said, rolling over onto my back, my arms stretched out about my head.

"Iloveyoutoosister," he slurred, still unable to quite get his tongue around his words. Then I saw him get up from the floor, and plop down onto the end of the bed, smiling and looking down at me. I looked back up at him, and in my mind a vague feeling was starting to swim around, to spark to roaring life amidst the haze that I was feeling everywhere else.

Well, almost everywhere...

"You feelin' good?" He asked, tilting his head and grinning at me in the way he always did after witnessing me getting fucked up in some way or another. A grin that said, 'Now that's what I'm talking about', before always asking the same question; You feeling good?

I tried to wrap my mind around how I was feeling, to grasp at how hot it was starting to feel between my legs, how when I arched my back upward I wanted something to be there, to be in the space between my legs, in the heat and the wet, to fill me up, make me moan.

And without really meaning to, I did moan. I let out a low, hungry growl, closing my eyes and allowing my head to fall backward.

Bo chuckled, a low, almost animalistic sound. "Sisterrrrr...you want to fuck don't you?"

I didn't respond, merely laid there, eyes still closed, feeling my head fall to the side, my nose against my right bicep. It was so hot, I could hear myself panting, feel it in my breasts as they rose and fell with my breath.

"Yeeeeeaaaaahh, you wanna fuck," I heard Bo say, his words long and drawn out. "You're so horny right now it's driving you out of your Goddamn mind, isn't it?"

I heard myself moan again, still unable to think my way out of the warm cloud that had settled over my body. All I knew was that I wanted a dick, a hard, long, thick dick, shoved into my pussy, and I wanted it now. I gave a small growl of frustration, arching my back upward again.

"Sister want me to fuck her?"

I heard the sentence...but didn't really comprehend it at first. 'Fuck me...yes! I want you to fuck me...I want someone to fuck me...my pussy is so wet, uuhhhhnnn and it's on fire...so hot...please, I want it, just please shove that hard cock into me...wait. Wait, wait WAIT.'
I snapped open my eyes, realizing that Bo was already unzipping his jeans, rather clumsily at that, his belt and the top button of the jeans already undone.

"No..." I managed to breathe out. I was horny as hell, yes; but Bo was my brother for Christ's sake; I didn't want to have sex with him. Somehow that would just seem so...so wrong.

Bo seemed not to have heard me, and if he did, he ignored my protest completely. I swallowed hard, which turned out to be a real effort, as he pushed down the jeans and boxers below his ass, showing that he was already sporting an erection. A rather impressive erection, at that; it was easily thirteen inches long, and thick enough to where I might not have gotten my fingers all the way around it.

I felt myself laugh. "Holy fuck Bo...what...what is that? Did you rob a black man...?"

"Ha ha, black men steal from me," he said, almost seriously, grabbing a hold the the stiff member by the base, just about his balls. "You want this?"

I remained silent, swallowing again, and licking my lips despite myself. Oh God, he was big. Bigger than any other guy I'd been with, ever. And he was hard for me. And I was so horny, so wet...so hot. God it was so hot; the heat was really what was driving me insane.

"Huh?"

"No." I said, the word coming out more like a moan than anything, but just at the moment I didn't care. I knew that I certainly did not want to have sex with Bo that I would later remember and regret, no matter how good it would feel at the present moment. All I could think was 'He's your brother! He's your brother! Jesus Christ!' and then I immediately though of the movie Joe Dirt, laughing hysterically in my head, not sure if the sounds was really coming out of me or not.

"What's so funny?" Bo asked, and I felt something hot and slightly heavy press against the inside of my right thigh, hot breath on my neck.

"I'm your sister, I'm your sister!" I mumbled out, smiling stupidly to myself and throwing my head to the other side, still chuckling like a maniac. "I'm your sister, IIIIIIIIIIII'MMMM your sister!"

And the next thing I knew, the thing that had previously been resting against my thigh was being forced roughly into me, the feeling almost too much for me to handle all at once. I moaned loudly, the laughter instantly gone, arching my back upward and pressing my body into him, feeling his unfamiliar warm skin against my own. 'Oh sweet Lord Jesus...Oh God...Ooooh my Gooood...' my mind was whirling, I could feel sweat beginning to form on my forehead, my hands gripping for the sheets. It felt as though I would slide off the edge of the world at any given moment, and I had to hang on for dear life, otherwise I would fall into blackness and nothing, teeter away off into space.

"Fuck! Fuuuuuccckk...you are so tight...Goddamn it," he began to pump slowly, trying to adjust to my tight wetness, and I shuddered violently at the thought of all thirteen or fourteen inches of that hard, throbbing, thick shaft plunging deep into my pussy.

"Bo, really, no..." I moaned, squirming against him, throwing my head back to the other side, exposing the left side of my neck which he promptly bit into, hard. I yelped loudly, bucking up against him, further contradicting the fact that this was, in fact, not what I wanted.

"You say no, but I don't think you mean it," he said, pushing further into me with a small grunt. I was amazed that he could even move to fuck me, high as he was off the smack. Then again, I hadn't seen how much he had shot up.

"Ooooh...mmmm...hhhnnnggg, fuck you Bo!" I was moaning and writhing, desperate to either feel him withdraw from me, or shove more of that rock hard member into my pussy. I could feel tears beginning to fall from my closed eyes, traveling slowly down my cheeks, almost tickling in a weird way. "Please, please no...God Bo, just stop! Please!" it was as if I had a moment of sober clarity before I was hit by another wave of warm stupidity, rendering my limbs utterly useless, my mind clouding over.

"Seriously? You act like I'm fucking raping you, God Marie..." he moaned, roughly slamming more of his dick into my tight opening, giving a small, animal like growl as more and more of his rod was sheathed by my pussy. He was starting to move faster, to slide his prick deeper and harder inside me, and I was starting to put up less of a fight. Gods above, it did feel amazing...

"Oooh Bo...fuck..." I groaned loudly, now pushing my hips back against him as best I could in somewhat of a carnal way, wanting to feel all of him inside me at once, for him to take over the heat, to fuck it out of me. "Shiiiiittt..."

"Goddamn you are so fucking tight," Bo groaned, his thrusts starting to become more and more rapid, slightly erratic at some points when we couldn't quite fall into the same rhythm with our hips. He was now ramming almost all of that strong, thick organ into me, my breathing coming out in pants and small mewls of pleasure. "You like it when I fuck you with this dick? Huh?" his breath was against my ear as he said it, and I shivered slightly.

"Fuck you," I panted, thrusting up hard into him.

It seemed that I had angered him, if only slightly, because he slapped me across the face. I gasped, wincing at the pain, and then pumped my hips up against him all the more faster as the pain melded away into pleasure, sending a shock wave of heat down through my belly and into my groin. I could feel my nipples almost painfully hard and erect, just begging for attention, and I heavily reached up to pinch them with my fingertips, crying out loudly. It was all becoming so confusing, so blurred; my own brother, on top of me and rutting like a wild animal, and I was beneath him, reveling in every fucking second of it.

At that moment, I think I lost my mind.

"Bitch!" he gasped out, suddenly pulling out of me and roughly grabbing my hips, forcing me over onto my stomach. He then landed a hard smack! against my ass, causing me to groan and jump.

"You want me to fuck you?"

I moaned, unable to move from the grasp he had on my hip. "Bo--"

Smack! he spanked my ass again. "I said, do you want me to fuck you?"

I moaned again, clenching my ass slightly against the sting of his hand slapping me. "No..." I said softly, stubbornly.

Smack! "Do you want me to fuck you?"

"No--"

Smack! "I can't hear you bitch! Do you want me to fuck you?"

"No!" I could feel the tears again, more of them this time. My ass was stinging, and I could feel the heat beginning to radiate off of it. It felt amazingly good, in an odd sort of way.

Smack! Smack! Smack! his hand came down hard three times, and I suddenly felt a hot gush come from between my legs and onto the sheets, a loud groan escaping my throat as the wetness spread over my thighs. I could feel myself shaking, rocking forward to grind into the mattress, panting and moaning softly as my orgasm completely overtook me.

My own brother had, quite by surprise, made me come.

I could hear him laughing cruelly. "What was that bitch? You don't want me to fuck you? I think you're a lyin' bitch," he smacked his hand against my ass again and I mewled, writhing beneath his gaze.

"Fuck me," I whispered, giving in. I couldn't fight against him anymore; now that my climax was starting to ebb away, I was beginning to feel heavy again, unable to really struggle back against him. If Bo was going to fuck me, he was going to do it whether I liked it or not, so I might as well enjoy it.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm just getting started," he whispered into my ear, his voice hot and slightly damp feeling and so, so sexy, and dark and threatening, and it made me shudder. I suddenly felt his hard member poking at the entrance to my now very slick pussy, and then he was inside me, all of him was inside me, and he rocked against me slowly at first, groaning in a way that almost made me come once more right then.

I moaned, pushing back against him, matching his rhythm, still gripping onto the bed sheets and trying move my head so that I could look back at him. "Fuck," I was saying again, my mind going blank, all that was registering were the shock waves of pleasure resonating through my entire body, causing my toes to literally curl up. "Fuck...fuuuuuccckk...God Bo, you're so big," I moaned out, rocking back against him and arching my back.

"And you are so. fucking. tight," Bo grunted, starting to quicken his pace and thrusting into me hard with each word. "You make it hard for me to take my time, I just wanna, uuhhhnnn," he stopped mid-sentence and moaned, temporarily pounding into me fast and almost sporadically, and I gasped and moaned, wiggling beneath him and pumping my hips back up to meet him, desperate to feel his thick cock fill me up again and again. "I just wanna fuck the shit out of you," he finally panted out, his pace still slightly quicker than what I could keep up with, so I stopped pumping back up against him and just laid there, moaning in ecstasy, his words bringing me to the brink of another orgasm.

"Bo; Bo, Bo, Bo...Ooooh I'm so close!" I was panting, shaking, moaning, and thrashing beneath him, my pussy clamping down hard onto his huge cock. He gave one more hard, deep thrust into me and I came for the second time, crying out loudly and involuntarily bucking my hips up against him, his name escaping my lips over and over.

"Bo! Bo, Bo, Bo...Ooooh God Bo!" I suddenly gave a very animal like growl, feeling hot all over, as if every nerve ending in my body had been lit on fire, and before I knew what I had done, I had wormed my way out from underneath him, and and pushed him over onto his back. I knew I never would have been able to achieve this under normal circumstances; but this was by no means normal.

"Whoa girl!" he said, grunting as I sat on his dick, only taking the head of him into my pussy, slowly sliding down his shaft in an agonizingly slow pace. "Oh my God girl...that's not fair...Hhhnnnggg!" he tried to thrust up into me, but I pulled up sharply.

"Nuh-uh," I said, teasingly. I looked down at him, feeling something...something almost dark come to surface in me behind my eyes. "Now I'm gunna fuck you," and I made good of my threat.

I slammed down onto his cock, taking his full length into my pussy, sliding up and down as fast as I could go, rocking my hips back and forth, rolling them in circles or figure eights when I could figure it out, panting heavily and moaning loudly regardless of the fact that I was supposed to be the one in control now. Not that Bo wasn't moaning right along with me...he was rather vocal for a guy, which I liked. He was grunting and thrusting up to meet me in an almost violent movement, grasping onto my hips, squeezing the hip bones roughly, then moving his hands to grip my bouncing ass.

He growled suddenly, his pummeling becoming, if possible, even faster. "Lemmeontop-" he spoke in such a rush that I couldn't really make out what he had said, but the next thing I knew I was being flung onto my back again. He was ramming into me like a mad man, growling and moaning, his voice thick with lust, his release imminent. "Fuck fuck fuuck," he panted, thrusting into me hard and deep, and I could feel my own belly beginning to coil with yet another climax.

"Bo," I panted, gripping onto his shoulders, raking my nails down along his back. "Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop," I breathed, over and over. "I'm so fucking close, oooohh yeah fuck my pussy Bo, fuck me, fuck my tight little pussy with your big, hard fucking cock! Ooooh Bo!"

He was starting to thrust in that out-of-control way that I could tell he was getting off, and we both let out a loud cry as we came at the same time, my legs shaking violently, his dick still thrusting deep into my pussy. I wrapped my legs around his back, hooking my ankles above his ass as I rode out my third orgasm, moaning into his ear and nipping at his neck, feeling him biting into my right shoulder and he groaned.

Then, suddenly, before I could register anything else, the next thing I knew was that we were laying there, on the hotel room bed, panting, my limbs feeling very heavy once again. My mind had started to haze over once more, the sedated feeling coming on like a massive blanket of utter bliss.

I turned to look at Bo, now laying on my left side, his pants still just below his ass, his shaft now soft and limp. He flopped his head over to look at me, a grin slowly spreading across his face.

"You feelin' good?"