A Taboo Too Far
Duncan continued with the gentle sawing, his cock sliding deliciously in and out of me as he carried on with the chat. It felt so natural to casually fuck and talk – we were so at ease with each other. “Sorry I can’t find you a couple of soldiers to do you properly,” he jokingly said.
“You do me fine!”
“But it could be better.”
“Not much,” I replied without thinking.
Duncan pounced on my slip. “Oh, so there is room for improvement then. That would be the thing you shied away from telling me, I suppose.”
I said nothing. Duncan came to a halt with his cock fully in me. He waited for a reply but no words came forth. The silence was like a barrier getting erected between us – something horrible and grotesque. Duncan saw the danger and reached out to stroke my back. It was no longer curiosity that made him prod for an answer – it was a need to protect what we had.
“What is it? I think you have to say now, Lyall. I think I can guess, but you have to say... What would make this better for you?”
I wanted him to stop this. I wanted to rewind and go back a few minutes so I could have answered his question differently and told him that nothing could improve on the sex that we had. I didn’t need any games or anyone else – I just needed him.
I tried to lie. “Nothing would make it better. This is brilliant, Duncan. I can’t possibly imagine how we could beat this morning’s session, but I’m happy to try. Just fuck me... please!”
But he knew me too well to be so easily fobbed off. He remained still inside me, only his hand moved as it stroked my back. “I will. I’ll fuck you. But you have to tell me. Tell me the truth, Lyall.”
“I can’t.” It was another admission - that there was a truth to tell. Lies never sat easy with me, especially with Duncan.
“You’d think badly of me.”
He gave me a laugh and carried on stroking my back, doing his best to put me at ease. “Lyall; you’re my brother... and I’ve got my cock up your arse. I’m in no position to be critical of anyone, especially you. This is the forth time I’ve fucked you today, and it feels fantastic. I’ve licked my spunk out from your hole and I’ve pissed on your face. We’re brothers. We’ve done so many things together – what could you say that would make me think badly of you? If it’s what I think, then I’m fine with it. Come on... get it off your chest.”
“You have to. This won’t go away.”
I knew he was right. It had to be said. My heart was racing. I don’t know why I was so afraid. Duncan was right; we had done so many things. We had stretched the boundaries of sexual behaviour – a little confession shouldn’t be so bad. “Promise me you won’t be annoyed,” I said.
“I promise. I already know that I’m not. But tell me.”
“I kind of fancy Dad.”
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