The Black Sheep

"O... ok. If you say so..."

"Aww sweetheart. There's no reason for you to be afraid. We'll be there for you, all the way."

Just as my hands started to explore Patrick's scrawny frame and my lips were about to meet his, the door flung open with a crash and my little brother came rushing in, out of breath, his face pale as a sheet.

"Jessica, we need to talk."

"Baby," squealed mum, "you've changed your mind?" She clapped her hands hopefully.

Christopher simply shook his head. "Mum, you look great, sexy as hell even. If you were anybody else, I'd pin you down and take you to places you never even dreamed existed. but right now I'm here to speak to my sister."

And with that he grabbed me by the arm and yanked me out into the hall.

Chapter 10

Christopher forcibly pulled me out into the cold night air and stood me by the dividing wall between the patio and the lawn.

"Chris, what the hell?"

"Uh, Jess..."

"If you're here to 'save' me then you're wasting you time. I don't want saving."

"No, that's not it..."

"You cant dictate who I can and cant sleep with..."

"Jess..."

"Its not my fault you don't agree with what we do here..."

"Jessica..."

"For your information, this happens to be a beautiful and wonderful experience..."

"Jessica!"

"... shared by people who love and care for each other deeply...

"Jessica would you please shut your yap and listen for a moment?"

Christopher snapped at me in a way he never had before and the shock left me briefly dazed and confused. I looked at him with wide, hurt-filled eyes.

"Sorry... look, I've been thinking about..." He paused, obviously attempting to organise his argument in his head, "You and I have..." He paused again and huffed in frustration and after a brief moment of hesitation he suddenly placed his hands on my waist and lifted me with ease onto the low brick wall, so that I was sitting at his height. He then parted my legs slightly and positioned himself between them, just inches from me.

My heart began pounding so hard I thought it would explode. What on earth could this mean?

"Look Jess, what I want to say cant really be put into words, so..." suddenly, in an explosive release of sexual tension, my little brother closed the remaining space between us. His lips brushed lightly against mine and I felt a shock of energy rush up my spine.

He pulled away, eyes still closed, and rested his forehead against mine for just a second, "Do you understand?" He whispered.

I nodded silently and swallowed hard. Suddenly I began trembling like a frightened rabbit. This isn't how I imagined it would be. I assumed he would be the frightened rabbit... I'll admit that I liked it this way though. In a masochistic kind of way, being sexually dominated by your little brother can be a huge turn on.

Christopher closed in for another kiss, this time letting his tongue meet mine and just then the world melted away and all I knew was my brother's tongue in my mouth, his hands on my hips, his hot, heavy breath on my face. The taste of his mouth was nirvana and his sugary scent tickled my nose sending sweet sensations directly up into my brain.

It was as if the world outside the kiss no longer existed and I began to touch that little piece of heaven my mother spoke of. My god, it couldn't possibly get any better than this.

As if waking from a long restless sleep to a beautiful new day I suddenly became very aware of my body and the life carousing through my veins. I wrapped both my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and I drank in the wonderful feeling of wholeness having his hard body pressed against mine gave me.

My body began to tingle with raw, un-filtered electricity and there was a growing heat in the pit of my stomach. My little brother had finally discovered me, after all these years and it felt truly wonderful.

He finally pulled back and we both took a breathless second to let our passion sink in. I was trying desperately to catch my breath, but for some reason oxygen was escaping my lungs before I could close my throat.

My eyes darted from his eyes, to his lips and back again. We must have been there for twenty minutes, just watching each other, desperately trying to come to terms with the surreal, wonderful feeling of finally finding our one true love.

He suddenly and unexpectedly lifted me off the wall in the most gentle fashion and hugged me close.

"Jess. There is something I want to do for you. It is something I don't agree with, and I may find it a little difficult at first, but I need to prove how much you mean to me."

"What?"

He said nothing and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the house.

We arrived back in the master bedroom just as Patrick was finishing inside Melanie. He let out a sordid groan and collapsed in a breathless heap on top of her.

Mum and dad were lying on the bed next to the pair getting silently lost in each other's arms, when suddenly mum seemed to catch Christopher's eye.

Christopher shamefacedly looked down at his feet and I held his hand tighter, rubbing his arm in the most supportive manner I was able.

"Baby?" Said mum, questioningly.

Christopher said nothing and instead led me over to the bed, where he sat both me and himself next to our half naked mother and rubbed his hands together nervously, still staring at his feet.

"Baby, are you ok?"

"I... uh..."

"It's ok." I lightly touched his chin, bringing his beautiful blue eyes up to meet mine, just as we had in the park all those months ago, "I'll look after you, little bro."

"I think we should leave these three alone." Said dad, as he grabbed Patrick and Mel by the arms and quickly pulled them out of the door, stopping to pick up a bathrobe on the way out.

Mum nodded at dad in a confident manner, which put Christopher at ease, at least to some small degree, and he sat further back on the bed, and removed his shirt, still trembling all the while.

"Baby..." mum stood and pulled the bathrobe open, then let it gently slip off her shoulders and down her back to the floor, where it silently landed in a crumpled heap.

Christopher fixed a bewildered stare on our mother, as his eyes darted from one beautifully crafted curve to another. Mum confidently looked down at her lithe, subtly tanned body, then slowly slid a hand from her silky thigh, up her stomach, and finally she cupped one of her ample, melon shaped breasts and smiled sweetly.

"So, is your mother everything you were hoping for?"

"I... I... uh..." Christopher began to stutter wildly, still transfixed by our mum's supple skin and beautifully athletic abdomen. He then flushed bright red in shame as he glanced down at her well trimmed, blonde pubic area and shifted uncomfortably at the throbbing heat in his trousers.

I stood next to mum and, as if reading my mind, with one subtle hand movement she un-zipped the back of my dress. I slid the straps down the slender silk of my shoulders and, after a brief second of hesitation, I let the dress drop to the floor. I was now standing in front of my brother wearing nothing more than a pair of black lace panties and thigh-length black holdups and I could feel the wetness building inside.

Again Christopher shifted uncomfortably as his firmness began to build and press painfully against the front of his jeans.

"Oh, hey. Let me get that for you baby."

Christopher watched in both terror and erotic awe as his own mother knelt on the floor in front of him and began to unbutton his fly. He seemed to be trembling uncontrollably now.

"Are you sure you want to go through with this?"

Christopher looked me in the eye and nodded firmly, yet apprehensively and I knew that he would go through with this for me, no matter how frightening it got.

"You don't have to..."

"I want to." There was a nervous edge about his voice that charged the atmosphere with an erotic energy the likes of which I had never felt before. It was frightful, wonderful, sexy, slutty and romantic all at the same time and it was beginning to take my breath away.

Mum had just finished unbuttoning her sons fly when she turned to me with a look of excitement.

"Are you ready for this hun?"

"Of course." I tried to sound confident. I so wanted to seduce my brother and not the other way round, but even I was having a hard time believing it.

"Good." Said mum, with a cheeky grin. She suddenly whipped off Christopher's jeans with one solid movement, like she had been doing it all her life. Even he seemed stunned at his sudden near nakedness.

"Aww, boxers?" Mum's faux disappointment made Christopher blush an even brighter shade of red, and he looked away guiltily. "You fucking little tease."

I suddenly got caught up in mum's twisted little game and felt the urge to tease my sweet little brother myself, "You know what we do with teases don't you bro?"

Christopher swallowed hard.

"I don't think he knows hun. Maybe we should show him."

Before I could even respond mum ripped away his only remaining shred of decency and gasped.

"Well..." She said in wide eyed amazement, "I certainly wasn't expecting that!"

I said nothing and instead gawped in awe at my brother's throbbing meat.

"W... wow!" I finally managed to stutter, and immediately kicked myself for it.

Oh very cool Jess, I thought, why don't you just scream 'big cock' and get it over with?

I pulled myself out of my self deprecating chain of thought and looked my new toy over.

I couldn't even begin to guess how large it was in terms of inches. Pornographic literature tends to be riddled with 'eleven inch-ers' and the like, but up close and personal there was no way you could tell without a ruler or some such. I just knew that he was slightly 'shorter' than Robert, 'bigger' than my father and an awful lot wider than my ex-boyfriend from uni. It also had this 'fit to burst' quality about it, showing up all of the ridges and lines of the cartilage beneath the skin, with throbbing veins on the underside.

A tiny bead of pre-cum oozed from the swollen purple head and began to trickle down the shaft towards the base. Instinctively, mum took her tongue and ran it up the shaft and over the head, absorbing the salty liquid and taking it into her mouth. Christopher nearly died of shock and moaned out loud. He then slapped his hand across his mouth obviously embarrassed at his sudden loss of control. Both mum and I giggled softly at this.

"Mmm... Jess, you have to try this."

I needed no more coercion than that and I had a hard time trying not to loose my cool and rush to my brother's side. I slowly slinked my way over to the bed, and knelt between my brother's knees and his big baby-blues fixed me in the most deliciously innocent gaze, urging me on yet at the same time pleading for mercy.

I slowly took his meat from my mother and squeezed it in my palm. It was every bit as firm as it looked, yet it also had a slight elasticity to it, a softer tone that felt wonderful in the palm of my hand.

I looked into his eyes and slowly began to stroke back and forth, up and down the shaft. I could tell he wanted to close his eyes and relax, but at the same time he couldn't tear his gaze away from me and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. Just teetering on the edge of comfortable reason. And it was well within my power to simply nudge him over the edge, into the yawning chasm of blissful insanity.

Another bead of pre-cum emerged from his swollen tip and I found myself powerless to resist. Before it even had the chance to clear the foreskin my tongue was on him, and I took the sweet, salty load into my mouth, taking a moment to savour the taste, before swallowing and enjoying the disgustingly taboo feeling of my brother's seed slipping down my throat and pooling in my stomach.

I moaned slightly, without even knowing it.

"I'm glad you approve." Said mum, breaking my trance like state, "Now lets put my poor baby out of his misery."

She looked at me expectantly, and I gave her that gormless 'who, me?' look.

"Well he's not doing this for me hun.

Your father and I have been waiting for this day for some time. We knew it was going to happen eventually, and he made me promise that you would get to be Christopher's first."

"Really?"

I looked up at Christopher, who seemed to be begging both mum and myself to come to a rapid decision regarding his muchly needed release.

I nodded firmly then stood. Releasing his burning hot, twitching shaft from my hand, I slid my fingers into the waistband of my panties and pulled them to my thighs. There they slipped down the smooth fabric of my black nylon hold-ups to the carpet below.

Shifting forward I knelt either side of my little brother and positioned my slick, lubricated pussy over his rigid, saliva coated cock.

Our mother climbed on the bed and lay next to us, and lying on her side to get the best possible view, she perched one leg up and began lightly stroking her swollen labia.

"Go on kids." She urged.

I looked Christopher in the eyes for the final time, looking for the one last assurance that this was what he really wanted. He responded by placing his hands on my hips and softly stroking my skin.

I placed one hand on his wide, sculpted chest to steady myself, took his penis by the base and directed the head towards my wet entrance. We both gasped in unison as his head finally touched my delicate folds, and after taking a short moment to steady myself, I began to lower myself onto him.

I closed my eyes tightly and let my head drop forward as prickles of lustful energy began to form in my moistened canal and my little brother stretched my intimate places with his pulsating shaft.

"That's it honey. Take him all the way."

Mum began sliding her slender fingers deeper into herself as I took as much of my brother as I could bare. Her breathing began getting slightly irregular as she began to enjoy the waves of sensation pumping through her slippery cunt.

Christopher began to moan as I took him ever deeper into me, until I was almost at his base. I groaned in unison as his thickness filled the space that had been waiting for him for so long.

This is where my little brother belongs, I thought, this is what he was put here to do.

I began to withdraw and then slide down his solid shaft taking more of him with each thrust. Our pace quickened and soon he had stretched me about as far as needed and his cock fit snugly in my desperately hot pussy.

"J... Jessica..." He gasped for oxygen as I picked up my pace. By now I was feverishly pumping up and down, gripping his shaft with my moistened canal. My eyes turned wild with lust and I began to growl like an animal.

"Come on baby." I howled.

I glanced across at mum, who had grabbed Christopher's hand and was squeezing it tenderly as she began teasing her hardened clit.

"I want it all. Every last inch!" I was now fucking like the two-bit whore I always knew I was, hammering away at my little brother's meat, desperately trying to suck him dry. He met my pounding with his own thrusts and his moans became louder, more intense.

My legs began to crumble and I had to allow myself to fall forward onto him. Now just inches from his face I watched his big baby-blues intently as a plethora of emotions and sensations filled his brain.

Beads of my sweat dripped off my forehead and landed on his lips. He responded by sticking out his tongue and tasting my salty passion. I closed in for a kiss just as my cunt started to convulse and I knew I was reaching my blissful end.

Christopher sucked my tongue and tasted my sweet saliva while moaning passionately into my mouth. He then pulled away.

"J... Jess, I think I'm gonna..."

"G... give it to me little bro. I w... want it all."

There was a sudden powerful explosion deep inside my cunt as my little brother suddenly released his seed into my uterus. I gripped him as tightly as I was able and milked him for all he was worth, feeling pulses of sweet pleasure pulsing up and down my body in wave after wave after wave of orgasmic stimulation and suddenly my vision began to white out as I reached heaven and rested momentarily on a cloud, before plummeting back to earth and screaming out his name.

"Christopher!"

I breathlessly collapsed on his hot, sweat-drenched chest and began to loose consciousness just as mum began to moan and shudder.

Chapter 11

I numbly came round to find Christopher looking into my eyes and smiling contently.

"Hello beautiful." He said.

I looked up at mum, who was looking away and sniffing suspiciously.

"How long was I out?"

"Not too long. Barely a few minutes."

I lay back down on Christopher's chest and concentrated as hard as I could on the beauty of the afterglow. I didn't want to miss a second of it.

Mum sniffed again then turned to face me and I could make out her tears in the moonlight.

"Oh baby, I'm sorry..."

"What?" For a moment my heart sank as all sorts of horrid things ran through my mind, "What's happened?"

Christopher chuckled dryly. "It turns out our mother is a bit of a softy."

"It was just so beautiful."

I laughed, primarily out of relief, and mum hugged us both.

"I'm just so proud of you."

We stepped through the front door and onto the driveway just as the first rays of dawn light were breaking over the horizon. The gravel under my feet made a irksome crunch noise that penetrated deep into my ears and sent pleasurable pulses through my body. I was still enjoying the afterglow my brother had given me just before we left, and I was beginning to wonder if it would ever end. I didn't want it to, of course. This particular afterglow had me captivated, and it felt infinitely better than anything I'd experienced before.

I picked the morning after pill Sally had given me out of my pocket and placed it on my tongue.

She hadn't been pleased at all that we had decided against condoms, but mum managed to calm her down long enough to explain that we wanted the complete experience. Oddly she was rather understanding after that.

After tonight Christopher and myself had decided on becoming exclusive, so at the next chance I got I would be getting myself on the pill so we need never use condoms again. Condoms were a small sacrifice to make to prevent unwanted accidents, but they did tend to get in the way of the 'money shot' - as mum had so adequately put it - and sometimes that was the most fun part of the experience.

I clutched Christopher's arm tightly and gazed up, into his eyes.

If he was having any second thoughts about our taboo relationship, he wasn't showing it. In fact, he looked the happiest I had ever seen him.

For the umpteenth time that month I smiled inside. I had put that smile on my little brother's face, and I was damn proud of it.

"What made you come all the way out here last night?" Robert virtually fell out of the front door as Aunt Sally patted his behind in a playful 'goodbye'.

"I just did some thinking about my future, and for the life of me I just couldn't picture it without Jess, no matter how hard I tried."

I lightheartedly slapped my new lover on the arm.

"Hey, what was that for?"

"How the hell do you always make me feel so girly?" I pouted with mock annoyance. "It's embarrassing."

"You love it really!"

I beamed, because in all honesty I really did love it. Nobody made me feel more feminine, more sexy and more loved than my little brother. And this only made our future look all the brighter.

End

Author's note:

Unfortunately the sibling's bright future was tragically short lived.

In July 2001 Christopher finally lost his battle with depression and took his own life. He was twenty four years old.

Jessica very nearly didn't recover and it has only been in the last year that she has even been able to come to terms with the tragedy of loosing her one true love.