Something Different

From your Author:

I am glad knowing my reading club is still intact, healthy, and safe. This chapter is shorter than I like because I reached a wall. It happens; that’s how, Something Different, came to be. I have started what I thought was a short story, they seem to start that way.

I’ve titled it, The Bug. It’s about three college freshmen who self-quarantine for two weeks in a rustic cabin. After a thousand words; there’s no way it could be a short story. Feedback will be needed. RJC.      

 Camron’s POV:

I rested one hand on the back of her head cupping her throat with my other. “Swallow like you’re guzzling a bottle of water.” I ordered.

I could feel her doing it and on gulp three I pushed her head down feeling my cock fill her throat.

She came off coughing and Nate said, “Her pussy got so… tight when you did that Cam.”

It was a huge turn on feeling my dick in her throat, knowing it made her clench Nathan’s monkey tail with that snapping pussy, and I asked if she wanted to do it again. She nodded. I looked at my best friend who was getting a taste of a snatch sucking his cock for the first time.

“Ok, Cass; brothers’ gonna fuck your face and on every fifth stroke I’ll push it all the way in.” And she nodded again.

I started pinching my nipple with one hand as the other still held her throat, one. I went a little deeper with stroke two. I felt her swallowing on four and like I promised pushed on five feeling it in my hand then pulled out.

“That was pretty good, Sis. Wanna do it again?” And she nodded.

One, two, three, four, five… And she took it like a champ.

Nathan was watching me teach my little sister how to swallow cock and one of his hands went to my left tit and the other went to her perky nub. Now I have to admit, a good time was being had by all, and I felt she needed a little wake-up call. One, Two, Three, Four, Five… Five, Five, Five, Five, Five… And I pulled out so she could breath.

She was riding Nate hard when he said, “I think she just came.”

“Are you ready?” And another nod.

“Now you do it, Cass. Do it on your own?” And she did.

She wasn’t chocking, pushed her nose into my pubes, along with what felt like her tongue lapping at my balls. Now the hand Nate was using to pinch my nipple moved to the back of her head and he set a fast throat fuck. I was starting to feel sort of evil, saw dark clouds form in my best friend’s blue eyes, and I knew in the end I was going to fuck my little sister in the butt.

The shaft action was pumping up my balls and I wanted to fill her ass with nieces and nephews. I pulled out and asked, “You’re a little slut, aren’t you?” and she nodded with a smile.

“Turn around and bend over the side.” She complained but complied.

I ran my spear over both holes then pounded into her teenage pussy. She knew what I was going to do.

I pulled out resting myself on her winking hole and pushed a little. “No, Camron. It’s too big. No Cam.”

I pushed a little more. “It hurts. Stop.”

“NRD. Turn around and show her how it’s done.” It was like I was growling at him.

“Well don’t just stand there; pull his cheeks apart.”

I looked at his hole for the first time from this angle remembering doing the alphabet and rested my nob at his entrance. I pushed a little watching my bell disappear into the one and only I really wanted to fuck then pulled out.

“Suck his hole, Cass. Get it good and slobbery for brothers big, fat, cock.” I wondered why I was talking about myself in the third person.

“Now watch how it’s done.” And I took about a minute sliding inch after inch into the ass I had been wanting for a while.

“Show her Nathan. Show her how to take brothers cock.” And he did.

He built up speed slowly and I didn’t move as my best friend set a rhythm for his first fuck. Cass was watching like seeing dogs mate for the first time and now I started to move a little; meeting him on the bottom with a thrust.

“Turn around like him.” I ordered my slut of a sister pulling from his grip.

“Pull her cheeks apart, Nate.” And he did eagerly.

“You saw how it’s done. Are you ready for brothers’ cock now?” And I saw her nod from behind.

I set the speed of my entrance not letting up until she had all of brother in her butt. I did about twenty long strokes telling Nate to turn around as I pulled out. I moved over to claim his ass again; ramming my thumb into one hole and four fingers in the other of a little slut who just realized she liked it up the ass. I looked around, everything was weird as she rode my hand.

I moved from one ass to the other and it was like I watched hair grow on Nathan’s back; I could feel it growing on my chest and stomach and see it on my arms. Everything was intensified, I fucked them like animals as they competed to please me with those tight holes. I realized I was trying to hurt them, ramming my cock like wanting to impale them on my weapon of mass destruction.

The sky grew red and I could hear myself howl, in the distance I could hear cries. I looked down seeing blood in the water, coming out of both of them, and I was holding a cock bigger around than a bat and just as long. And then something tickled my ass.

***

My eyes shot open as Nate elbowed my side. “Dude! You farted. I felt the bubbles!”

He was rested back with my arms around him laying on me. I launched him off climbing from the tub telling him to get out. I pushed him to the stairs and as I’m sure my ass went around the corner the front door opened.

“I’ll be down after we shower, Cass.” And I pushed Nathan to Dad’s room.

I loved Dad’s shower; a walk in with multiple heads. A bucket hung from one corner that would fill with water till overflowing, and you could pull the cord and it’d dump twenty gallons on you. My evil, erotic, abusive, sexual nightmare, was haunting me as I pulled Nate close.

The one thing I knew for certain was; I would never hurt him. The thoughts from my dream, the way I was with him, I would never ever do that. My sister, on the other hand. I have no idea how I knew it was her coming through the front door; maybe my dream was a premonition, something that would have happened if I hadn’t farted.

Nathan couldn’t understand my behavior, didn’t know why I was being so loving and tender. But something in me wanting to apologize for an act he didn’t know. It scared me that I could dream of myself being like that, something that could do that to someone, even my sister.  

I dropped to my knees running my tongue over his sack and shaft, “Someone’s been falling down on the job.” And reached for the razor.

“Turn around, NRD. We’ll start with the tail and work our way to the front.” And he did with a smile on his face.

I tapped on each ankle and he moved his feet apart as I rubbed conditioner between the crack taking my first swipe. And he puckered. With one hand I separated them making a razor trail down the other side and then the few final passes. I pulled the cord feeling water pour down on us rinsing and I gave it the true test with my tongue.

I turned him. “Hold it up, Dude.” And he did the best he could do being half of an Olympic ring.

More conditioner, more than a few passes, then his shaft. That was the hard part; well, not hard; it was just difficult doing the bottom side. Another pull of the cord and all was rinsed. I repeated my inspection then stood and in a few seconds I shined my own things.

His face looked crushed, eyes looking between mine and what I just shaved, and I shook my head. “You really don’t think I’m gonna let you close to these with a razor, Do you?” And I cupped my balls pulling them up to show him.

Nathan dropped to his knees. “Guess there’s only one real way to test a shave.” And he used just the tip of his tongue looking for those hairs that hide.

Now it might have been shaving him that made me hard, maybe shaving myself, or maybe because I was this close to him. His whole tongue curled around half the base of my shaft and he sucked a little on the underside all the way to the top. I pulled him up leisurely resting my forearms on his shoulders reaching and pulling the cord as I kissed him.

We dried and Nate started pulling out drawers looking for shaving supplies as I went to my room hoping Cass didn’t see me coming from Dad’s room naked. I could hear the music from down stairs as I pulled on sweatpants with a tee heading for the steps.

I got to the great-room turning the music down then found Cass in the living-room with the cartoon version of Freddy, off of Scooby-doo. “Oh, No, You, Don’t!” as I walked in with my head bobbing back and forth.

Cass was in a tank-top and boxers with a fly; that’s it. I felt it, saw it in his eyes, he was scared shitless. And then I saw the pizza on his lap. Processing---Processing!

I had lost Cass’s attention and the kid said, “Twenty-five should cover it.”

“Don’t either of you move!” and I gave them the eyes as I ran for my wallet.

Nate was still in Dad’s bath shaving when I grabbed my pants hunting for the wallet I was sure was there. Fuck! It was in my back pocket. I looked around my room; it should have been in my pants. I made my way back downstairs; dejected that I’d have to ask my sister for cash.

“I can’t find my wallet, Cass. Do you have any cash?” I questioned.

“Will you take a card?” she asked turning, the fly opening up, and the kid nodding to her crotch.

She reached down and pulled out my wallet, opened it up, handed him my debut card; and gave me that, ‘I know a secret, look.’

Now I’m sure I’d grown six inches in that kids eyes. I saw Cass look away again and my eyes followed hers. There was my best friend in gym shorts. That’s it.

He had shaved but left a three-day shadow. Oh… hell… no… “You go finish shaving and put some clothes on; you, Cass, have about a minute to do the same. Give me my fuckin wallet.” Nate disappeared and Cass spread her legs.

“I could put it back in your pocket; if you want.” Oh, the little fuckin cunt.

The kid dropped his pizza as I escorted him to the door only to come back and scold my sister. “Put, some, fuckin, clothes, on!” And I followed her up the stairs.

She’d take a step then look back at me. Twelve fuckin times she did that wagging her behind in my face. I so… wished she was wearing briefs. Cass, runs too. Her legs show it and if I could see it; I’m sure her ass looks like mine. Finally, the top of the stairs, she went one way as I went the other.

“You guys using Daddy’s room?” She asked over her shoulder with a smile.

Bitch. I walked in seeing Nate doing as told; shaving the rest of the hair off. “Your phones on fire, dude.” And he rinsed his face. “Better?”

My smile was his answer as he smiled back. Three missed calls from Dad. And the trumpet sounded. “Hay, Dad. Why is Cass here?”

It was kind of weird. I expected the conversation to go like in my dream; it didn’t. My mom had been swept off her feet by some new guy and was in Mexico. Cass had been seeing boys, staying out late, and was sexually active.

“No shit, Dad!”

“Dad? She has already threatened me. She said if I didn’t let them come over she’d tell everyone, Nate and I did stuff to her. I saw it first hand, Dad. She was coming on to the Pizza guy; in underwear and a tank top. She’s really turned into a little skank, Dad.”

“DO NOT TALK ABOUT MY LITTLE GIRL LIKE THAT, CAM.”

“DAD? She’s not a little girl, anymore.”

“I would smack you Cam, if I was there.”

“When was the last time you saw her, Dad?”

“That has nothing to do with it, Camron.”

“NO, Dad. I don’t want her saying shit like that about Nate, and me.”

“Your sister loves you. She was just pulling your chain.” I laughed at the chain reference.

“How long is she gonna be here?”

“I have NO, fuckin idea Sport. Your Mom isn’t picking up her phone.”

“Dad? I had plans for this weekend.”

“I’m sure you boys did. It’ll have to wait. Now be nice to your little sister. I’ll call you if I talk to your Mom. Bye.”

“That didn’t sound good, Cam?” And I looked at my clean-shaven friend smiling again.

“She’s gonna be here at least the weekend. Cass was in here when we were in the shower.” And his face dropped.

“She saw???”

“I don’t think she saw but she was in here.” And the floor started vibrating. Music from downstairs.

“I don’t have anything other than pants Cam.”

I shucked my sweatpants throwing them on the bed for him and walked to my room naked. He stopped at the door and I threw him a tee then pulled on my pajama bottoms. This wasn’t gonna be good. I knew what she was doing, the song, video, and I just fuckin knew.

We stood behind her watching ONJ do ‘Let’s get Physical.’ She had changed clothes but hadn’t put close on. She was in a thong, or it was in her. A cheap tee shirt with the bottom cut off and she was a striper without a pole. She was screaming at the big screen rubbing her hands all over her body, moving her ass, and you could tell she was a runner.

From your Author:

 I hope my dream sequence wasn’t a turn off; I like to throw in the unexpected from time to time. I really like how these two are evolving and will incorporate a few others over time. What I would like to know from you, the reader, is; do these boys only have eyes for each other? RJC.