What One Would Do For Their Sister
What One Would Do For Their Sister
"You're probably wondering what I'm doing in your garage... Well... I needed to borrow a saw... Yes... Because I needed to cut down a tree... Because there's a rabbit stuck in it."
"Ohh Kelso, you're so fucking hilarious!" I laughed towards the tv, lying on the couch. Both of my parents were out on business for the weekend, as usual, so that left my twin sheepdog sister, Brook, and me for the weekend.
"Jeff, can you come here for a second?" I heard my sister call from her room on the second floor. I checked the clock quickly to see how closely the show would be over. It was 5:57. Damn, Ohh well.
"One second!" I shouted back. I stood up and hurried over to the stairs, jamming my leg on one of the four strange pegs sticking out of the couch corners. Seriously, what good could those even be for? The peg only bruised my thigh so it didn't do much. I scrambled up the stairs and turned left, leaning on the frame of my sisters' door.
"What's up sis?" I said.
"Hey, you would do anything for me, right?" She asked from her bed, head rolled to one side.
"Well, I guess. I mean you're my sister so, sure."
"So, anything?" she asked again.
"Umm, I guess. What do you mean by that?" I asked. She was being sorta weird tonight. Ohh well, maybe she's just hungry or something.
"Never mind. So what were you doing?" She asked, changing the subject.
"Just watching some TV, but that shows about over, so want to grab some pizza or something?" I asked casually.
"I'm feeling more like Mexican at the food court at the mall."
"Perfect, I'd love a plate of nachos. I'm going to get dressed real quick, so meet at the car in three minutes?" I asked, slowly heading into the hallway. "Sure!" I heard her call back from her room as I made my way to mine. I entered my room, closing the door behind me, and saw my floor absolutely covered with dirty clothes.
"Oh dang, what to wear. Is there anything on the ground I haven't worn yet?" I asked myself, scavenging for something that didn't look too bad. I found a pair of jeans and a jacket to throw on. I threw on some body spray before heading down the stairs to see Brook waiting at the door.
"Why are you waiting at the door?" I asked. She looked at me like I'd thumped my head on something.
"If case you forgot, it's like thirteen degrees and snowing crazy hard. I'd be freaking cold in the car." She said with a light joking tone in her voice.
"Ohh yea, hmm. That's right, it's snowing. Ok, let's go." I said while I grabbed the keys to the thunderbird from the table near the door. We hustled to the car quickly, not enjoying the snowstorm that had snuck in under the radar. We got in the car and I started it up as soon as possible. The car might be old, but it's reliable as hell. The V8 engine roared to life as I threw it into drive. I pulled out of the driveway and started the drive to the mall.
When we got there we saw someone pulling out of the front row right next to the doors. Thank the gods that was perfect. We pulled into that spot before anyone else could take it and I turned off the car.
"Ready?" I asked, throwing the hood over my head once more. She nodded and we threw open the doors, slammed them shut, and dashed to the malls entrance. When I got in the floor was wet and I started to slide.
"Whoa!" I said, keeping my balance for about five feet before coming to a halt. I heard Brook giggling so I turned and chuckled along.
"Let's go get some nachos!" she said excited, leading the way to the escalators.
"Hey, wait up!" I said, almost slipping again trying to catch up to her. She got on the escalator before me, and a horse was between us. The horse leaned beck and nudged me.
"Ain't that a sweet piece of ass up there?" he said, motioning to Brook.
"Hey, asshole. That's my sister." I said back to him harshly.
"Hey bro, I'd tap that if I were you." he said again, nudging me again.
"Damn what I'd do with a nice piece of meat like that."
"Touch me or talk shit about her again, and your sorry ass is going back down the escalator in a free fall." I said, snarling slightly. Brook looked back to see what was happening.
"Dude, check out her..." He said, nudging me again. Before he could finish his sentence I grabbed his mane, punched him solidly in the chest, and threw his ass down the escalator, which was about three quarters the way up. He tumbled all the way to the floor, a stream of curses following him.
"Umm, what was that about?" Brook asked.
"Just your average over cocky douche bag. Don't worry about it though."
I said, looking back to see the horse rubbing his arm and walking away, muttering to himself the whole time. God damn that gets me so ticked off, when assholes see females as a thing to get their rocks off on and nothing more. That and she's my sister, so I'd fuck up anyone who even looks at her without the purest intentions, and even then I might be suspicious. While I was caught up in my mind, I had failed to realize I'd reached the top of the escalator, so my feet got tripped up and I fell on my chest.
"Brother, are you ok?" she asked, rushing to my side.
"Well, besides a slightly damaged ego I'm fine." I said back, standing up. A few people stared and others giggled, but I didn't really mind. We eventually made our way to the food court without much more hassle. Thankfully it was Roger, a long time friend of mine, working the counter of my sisters favorite Mexican food place. I walked up and leaned way over the counter, touching everything I could jut because that's one thing that makes him tick.
"Hey, I'ma get a plate, trip rounds, hold the cass, extra fine queso, a generous helping of hunks, with a side of frent, on the double." I said to the bear.
"Jeff, you don't know what the hell kind of bullshit gibberish is coming out of your mouth, and stop touching everything on the counter!" He shouted, whacking at my hands. I stepped back chuckling a little bit.
"So how ya been doing Roger?" I said.
"Fine, just fine. Got another raise just yesterday, about damn time too." He said lightheartedly. "So what can I get you two?"
"Just the usual." Brook said eagerly. Roger went back to whip up some of his amazing nachos, a large platter of secretly seasoned chips, which were always crunchy and never soggy, tender and juicy meat, perfectly smooth cheese, and topping it off with a batch of his homemade chili. No matter what mood you were in his nachos could always make the day better. Rather than sitting down, we stayed up at the counter and talked with Roger while he prepped our food. He popped open the container of his steaming hot chili and inhaled deeply, the smell quickly spreading to our nostrils and filling them with an aroma like none other. Teasingly, he waved more of the smell towards us, chuckling slightly when we both inhaled deeply to draw in as much of the heavenly brew as possible.
"Ha ha ha, that gets funnier every time." he said, scooping a generous amount of the chili over his signature nacho platter.
"And remember, if you find a chip with no toppings, bring it on back for a free plate of it, as always." he said, sliding the platter on the counter towards us. "In the five years you've been running this place, have you ever had that happen?" I asked, picking up the plate.
"Not a single one!" He said proudly, smiling as he put my cash in the register. All three of us chuckled lightly as I brought the food to an empty table nearby. I set it in the middle, sitting down in one of the chairs. Brook sat down next to me and raised her arms.
"Let the feast Begin!" she yelled, diving a hand into the pile and snagging a chip loaded with chili and threw it in her mouth before I could even take my hand from the table to the nachos. I stared at her with a face of disbelief as she smiled back at me while she swallowed. She slumped in her chair, the one of a kind taste obviously overtaking her body.
"A little hungry are ya?" I said smiling. Nodding she reached for another chip, slower this time. Laughing, I reached for my own chip loaded with a generous amount of pure flavor, putting it in my mouth and slumping back in my seat as the multitude of tastes slammed into my head, doing all but knocking me out cold. Supposedly that happened to someone once, Roger had said. A tourist had ordered a platter and passed out from the surge of flavor somehow contained in nachos. I wouldn't blame him; I've felt woozy sometimes after wolfing down a plate on my own. Hunger, however, took control over my mind as I shoveled more and more nachos into my muzzle.
When the plate was almost finished, Brook leaned back in her chair, satisfied for now. I, however, was determined to eat all but the plate itself.
"Hey, Jeff. I wanted to grab something I saw before we leave, so can I meet you back at the car? I'll be quick I promise." She said, standing up. I nodded, for my mouth was stuffed with food fit for the gods. She scampered off just as that horse came around the corner in the opposite direction, heading towards the counter.
I smiled an evil smile as I saw him place an order and sit down. I'd give him a taste he won't soon forget. I stood up, swallowing the last bit of nachos before heading over to the counter, Roger working behind it. "Hey Roger," I whispered. "Do me a favor. That's the jackass horse that talked shit about Brook. Do ya think you can give him a little some thing, extra?" I saw him nod and reach for a can on the top shelf. Inside it was the hottest spiciest mix that anyone around here has ever seen. He scooped a small dollop on top of the horses order and chuckled lightly. I started walking away as Roger called the horse up. I was near the escalators when I assume he took a bite, because the whole way down them I heard nothing but the horse screaming in agony of his throat burning like molten lava. I smirked, today really wasn't his day, was it?
I pushed the door open and was greeted by a brisk wind that chilled my bones. I shivered slightly before bringing the collar of my jacket up to my chin and trudging over to my car. I unlocked it and jumped in, shutting out the cold and pushing my keys into the ignition, bringing the engine to life. Just as I started rubbing my hands together Brook opened the passenger door and sat down, putting a small bag between her legs and covered it with her jacket.
"What's that?" I asked, grabbing my seatbelt.
"Nothing, just shampoo and stuff." She said nervously. Not really suspecting anything, I shifted into reverse and backed up.
The drive home was quiet and awkward for some reason. There was some scent in the air, something spicy and very... Enticing. I figured it was just the aftermath of Rogers nachos staining the fur on our hands and around our muzzles so I didn't give it much thought. Still, I couldn't get the aroma out of my mind. Every time I looked over at Brook she would shift around nervously and not make eye contact. I pulled into our driveway and took the keys out of the ignition. Before Brook got out, I looked over at her and lightly grabbed her shoulder.
"Brook, are you ok? You seem really distracted all of a sudden."
She made brief eye contact before breaking it soon after, shrugging lightly. "I just have something on my mind that I really hope will go well." She opened the door and got out of the car. I sighed lightly before getting out myself and walking to the house. I found the house keys and unlocked the door and opened it, letting Brook in first. I closed the door and locked it, putting the keys in my pocket. I turned around to fall into Brook's hug.
"Thank you for dinner." She said, squeezing tightly before backing up and smiling coyly.
"Yea, no problem." I said, scratching the back of my head out of habit. She then dashed up the stairs to her room, bag in hand.
I decided to take a quick shower so I grabbed some shorts from my room before going into the bathroom, hearing the door shut with a click. I took off my shirt and tossed it on the ground, soon followed by my shorts and boxers. I flipped the water on, turning the nob to warm. As steam began rising over the slightly frosted glass I stepped into the shower, warm water running down my neck, rinsing out my fur from the sweat, dirt, and grime that had built up since yesterday. My eyes closed as the steaming water penetrated deep into my muscles, relaxing and releasing stress from the day.
When my fur was mostly wet, I turned off the shower head and reached for the shampoo.
drip drip click drip drip drip
Some water was dripping down the head to the ground at a relatively steady rhythm while I popped open the top and poured out some shampoo. Not being an extremely thorough hygienic, I quickly soaped up most of my body before turning the knobs back on and letting the warmth rush over me again. I loved showers, the warm water rushing along your fur, the sound of water crashing down, heck even the smell of a shower and the steam is relaxing.
Deciding that all the shampoo had rinsed clean and that my shower was done, I turned the knobs off again and moved the curtains aside to grab the towel that was hanging from the wall. I roughly dragged the towel along my fur, getting it a little more dry, well, at least not sopping wet. I tossed the towel aside and grabbed my boxers. While I put them on, I realized that my boxers were the only clothing that I had in the bathroom.
"Huh? I coulda sworn I had more than this in here." I decided that talking to myself wouldn't help the situation, so I just shrugged and decided it wasn't a big deal, and hey, at least I was still wearing something. I reached for the door handle, but found the door wasn't shut completely.
"Ok, I know I heard the door click when I shut it." Maybe I was losing my mind.
I walked out to the empty living room and laid down on the couch. I figured that Brook was up in her room, so I decided to take a nap. I leaned the section of the couch I was sitting on back to a flat position and stretched out, and rather quickly fell asleep.
"Wake up brother." Someone traced their fingers across my chest, causing me to bolt awake. I saw, to my utter surprise, Brook standing at the head of the couch, and as far as I could tell she was completely naked, tracing her fingers along my bare chest. Quickly I tried to get up, but my arms were restrained.
"What the- Brook what the hell is going on?" I said, slightly aggravated. I tried to thrash my legs but found them strapped to the footrest, spread about three feet apart. My head snapped back to my wrists, which was bound with leather to the stupid pegs on the sides of the couch. "Brook what's going on?"
She giggled cutely as she walked around the couch to where my feet were. "I only wish to please you, brother." Her hands began stroking my legs, slowly moving to my inner thighs.
"Brook stop, this is wrong on so many levels." I said, squirming as she began tugging lightly at my boxers.
"Please, brother. I only want to make you happy. You did say you would do anything for me, right?"
"That doesn't mean having sex with you!" I said, louder than the last time. She gave a firm tug and pulled my boxers down to my knees, revealing my crotch.
"Are you sure about that, brother?" She said, grinning as she crawled onto the middle of the couch, slowly stalking towards my waist with her rump raised and her tail swaying.
"Brook, I'm warning you. Stop this right now or I-" I was cut short as she pounced on my chest and dragged her tongue down my chest. "B-b-brook, stop!" She giggled and threw one of her legs over my head and straddled my chest, her rump less than a foot from my muzzle, swaying just slightly. The scent of her moist pussy filling my nose sent shivers down my spine. She looked back innocently before dropping one of her paws to my sheath. "Brook! Why are you doing this!"
"Because brother," She said, trying to coax my meat from its sheath. "I love you, in a way more than brothers and sisters do. You're the only one I feel safe with, the only one I know cares about me and loves me. Because brother, I want to be more than just your sister..." I heard her voice start hopeful, then lower to a saddened tone. I quickly remembered of our past and wondered, maybe she's right... I didn't know if it was the love in my heart or the lust in my loins that drove me to do what I was about to, but I hoped it was the right choice.
"Brook, can you untie me?" I asked, my voice slightly shaky.
"But why, you'll just run away..."
"No Brook, I won't. Because... Because I love you too, and I want to show you my love..." Her face lit up as she turned around, crawling up my chest.
"R-really brother? Do you mean it? You're not just lying?"
"Does this look like I'm lying to you?" With what little room I could move I surged forward and met her muzzle with mine. At first, she was shocked and taken completely off guard, but once that passed she pushed against me and wrapped her arms around me. Her tongue entered my muzzle welcomely as I felt it run along my mouth until I pushed back with my tongue and made my way into her muzzle. During this, she moved one of her arms and slowly slid along mine until she reached the bonds. As soon as one of my arms were free I quickly placed it behind her head, drawing her closer. She let out a small moan before moving to my other arm.
My cock was now fully erect and just mere inches away from her wet cunny. She untied my other arm and pulled back from the kiss, keeping one paw on my chest so I wouldn't sit up. She smiled before reaching back and pressing my meat to my body, sliding back so her pussy lips were grinding on my exposed length.
"But wait, what if you get pregnant?" I asked, curling my toes as my cock was teased by her gyrating hips.
"Don't worry about that, even though I'm in heat, I'm on the pill." She responded, lifting her hips off of mine. I let out a sigh of relief knowing that, but a part of me almost wished she was still able to receive my seed. My sighs were soon replaced with gasps as she took my meat in her paw and ran the tip along her awaiting cunny. "I-I can't believe this is actually happening. I thought you wouldn't do it or that you'd hate me for it..."
"Brook, I could never hate you. I've always loved you as a brother, but now you've shown me that we can be more than that."
Tears formed in her eyes as she dove into another deep kiss. She lowered her hips onto my cock, slowly sinking the tip into her tunnel. I felt her wince as her virgin and heat-enhanced depths were spread this wide for the first time. When I reached her hymn she pulled back from the kiss and looked into my eyes.
"I-I know it will hurt, so just do it quick. Please..." I nodded and pulled her into a tight hug. I jabbed my hips up, piercing through her hymn. She cried out before biting into my shoulder. Neither of us moved for a moment until she noticed her teeth were in my flesh.
"Oh, s-sorry." She said, licking the slightly bleeding marks.
"It's ok, just tell me when you're comfortable for me to continue." She smiled, sitting back up, hovering over the portion of my meat not buried in her depths. She dropped her hips, slowly sinking onto my length until her rump met my hips. Her tight virgin tunnel gripped my cock like a vice. Soon after becoming accustomed to my girth she started sliding up and down my rod, moaning as I stretched and rubbed her puffed out cunt. I rubbed her hips for a moment before grabbing them. She let out a gasp of surprise as I began thrusting up into her as she continually rode me.
She dug her shoulders down so her breasts mashed against my chest and her muzzle was next to my ear, still sliding up and down into my thrusts. The smell her burning depths were emitting was overpowering. She was deep in heat, which only filled my head with more lust.
"This is so much better than I thought it would feel. I-I love you Jeff, I love you so much." She whispered, nipping my ear before pulling me into another kiss with her tongue. My knot started to swell, and she could begin to feel it popping in and out of her. At this point, we both succumbed to pure instinct. She stared slamming her cunny down on me as I thrust powerfully into her, causing a loud, wet, smacking sound to echo through the empty house. I started grunting as she began screaming, both of us overtaken by the shocks of pleasure running through our spines. My swelling knot finally became too much and locked me inside her, now forcing us to make quicker, shorter thrusts. She sat straight upright, shouting my name at the top of her lungs as her tunnel gripped and spasmed around my throbbing member. This sent me over the edge, and I shouted her name as I let loose powerful shot after shot of thick cream after hilting her with one last thrust. She collapsed on top of me, struggling to catch her breath. After a minute, she lifted her head up and looked at me, her bangs covering most of her face.
"That was... the best thing... I've ever felt..." She said, her head immediately falling back on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her, leaning my head against hers.
"I love you Brook." I whispered as she fell asleep. I moved the hair out of her face and watched her sleep for a while, smiling at how happy she looked. Just as I was closing my eyes, my ears perked up at a sound coming from outside. Tires on asphalt, opening of car doors followed by them closing. Shit, our parents decided to come home early.
I tugged at my cock, but the knot was still way too large to pull out. I stood up, holding Brook to my chest with my arms, and dashed for the stairs. I ran into Brooks room and with my foot pushed the covers aside. I laid down in the bed on my side with Brook next to me, still tied at the hips, before pulling the covers back over the both of us. I held my breath as footsteps were heard coming up the stairs. My back was to the door, so I couldn't see them as they peeked into the room.
"Aww, it's just like when they were little..." I heard my mother whisper gently.
"Well, let's let them sleep then, shall we?" My father responded. The door slowly creaked shut, but I didn't take a breath for what seemed like a minute after the clicking of metal.
I let out a sigh of relief, relaxing my body. I felt Brook's paw grab mine under the covers as she pulled me right snug against her backside.
"Nice job there, mate." She whispered, yawning as she closed her eyes again. I smiled, the warmth of her body filling me with untainted happiness. I closed my eyes and held her close, drifting off into peaceful dreams.