Shhh! Don't Tell (10 BOOK BUNDLE TABOO EROTICA) (3 page)

Like I said, Tom was an attractive man. But his son, Tom Jr., was like a younger, hotter version. The moment I met him it was painfully obvious how attracted I was to him. It wasn’t really a problem at the time because our parents had just started dating and we did our share of flirting when the youth group met at church. It was innocent and fun.

But what started as innocent fun turned to sin when his father married my mother and we moved in with them. Their marriage meant he was now my brother and being attracted to him was just plain wrong.

The problem was I couldn’t just switch my feelings off. And to make matters worse I suspected he felt the same way.

When we moved, it was a little awkward at first. We both just avoided being alone with the other one. One of us would make up an excuse to leave if it happened that we were at home alone.

That lasted for about three days.

Then we slowly eased into a routine where we would watch old movies together at night in the living room. And that seemed to be going well… for a while.

Our parents would always go to sleep early and the living room was right next to their bedroom. When my mother suggested one night we watch upstairs in Tom Jr.’s room we reluctantly agreed. Sitting on his bed, with our hands glued to our laps, it was tense. But after a couple weeks of that I think we slowly relaxed, stopped worrying about it, and just acted like two friends who enjoyed watching movies.

I loved our new friendship and even though I still thought he was amazingly attractive, I didn’t feel awkward around him anymore.

Then last Thursday our relationship took a turn.

I stopped at the store after class and bought a movie Tom told me he loved a few days before but hadn’t seen in forever. I was excited to surprise him with it because we’d planned to watch a movie together that night in his room as we often did.

When I got home, only his car was in the driveway but when I went inside the house was empty. He was probably in his room and so I tip-toed up the stairs to surprise him with his gift.

Our rooms were right across from each other and his door was open just a crack. I crept down the hall towards it, careful not to make any noise. When I got to his door I peaked in and when I saw what was going on my hand shot up to my mouth, covering it, and I froze, eyes wide open.

Tom was laying on his bed with no shirt on, his shorts down around his ankles, with his hand wrapped around his you-know-what, stroking it up and down. His face was flush and his breathing was short and choppy.

I wanted to turn away and go back to my room. I really did. But I was mesmerized. I’d never seen a man’s cock up close like that and it was fascinating. It was so big too. I tried to imagine how on earth a girl would fit that thing inside her.

My own sex started to heat up and I knew my panties would be wet in no time. It was so wrong to keep watching him but still I didn’t leave. And what’s worse, my hand moved down to my breast and I started pinching and teasing my hardening nipple as I watched my brother abuse himself.

His breathing quickened, and his body thrashed around on the bed as his fist worked furiously up and down the thick shaft of his dick.

And he was saying something.

I strained my ear to the small opening in the door, trying to hear, still aware of the tingling sensation growing stronger between my legs.

His voice became a little louder, just enough that I could make out what he was saying. My heart leapt into my throat when I heard it.

“Kaylee.”

He was saying my name.

The pulse in my neck threatened to burst through the artery. I’d never known for sure if he felt the same way about me as I did about him. And when we became
 
brother and sister I had to bury all those feelings deep inside. I thought I was doing a good job until that moment, standing in the hall, spying on my brother as he masturbated with my name on his tongue.

I couldn’t help but start touching myself. Masturbation, while wrong, was something young people had to do if they were going to avoid sex before marriage. Both Tom and I, like lots of young people at church, signed pledges saying we would stay virgins until we found God’s soulmate for us. It wasn’t talked about, but we all knew that masturbation was a necessary evil to help ward off the desires of the body.

And I needed it now more than ever. My hand slipped under the waistband of my white cotton panties, over the coarse pubic hair, and I slipped a finger between my warm folds. It was wet with my juices and my finger penetrated my virgin pussy easily. I drove it deep inside, working it in and out, being careful not to make a sound.

“Kaylee,” he said again, louder.

Hearing my name come out of his sexy mouth spurred my hand to move faster. I slipped another finger in, fucking my forbidden place, watching his toned muscles twitch as his arm moved relentlessly over his cock.

Then he groaned, startling me. His back arched up off the bed and ropes of white fluid shot from his fleshy crown, covering his heaving chest. He tugged on his cock several more times until the semen stopped coming out and then he lay there with his eyes closed, completely still except for his ribs expanding and contracting as his heavy breathing slowly returned to normal.

Very carefully, I removed my hand from my pants and backed away, not wanting to make a sound. If he knew I was watching him, invading his privacy like that, I would just die of embarrassment. Opening my door, I backed into my room, hyper alert for any noise coming from his bedroom. I squeezed my door shut, turning the knob to make sure the latch didn’t make any noise, then collapsed onto my bed, straining my ears to listen for any evidence that he’d caught me.

After about five minutes I heard him come out of his room and go down the hall. Then the shower came on and I felt like I was safe. Quickly, I rubbed my clitoris, thinking about what I just saw. His muscular, young body and his hard dick. And all that cum. I had no idea there would be so much. It didn’t take long before my own orgasm stole through my body, making me shudder with pleasure. “Tom,” I whispered. “Mmm, Tom.”

When I finished I laid there for some time, trying to make sense of it all. I’d thought we were passed all that. That we were just becoming good friends. But, now everything was different. And not in a good way. He was my brother after all.

But it wasn’t like we were blood relatives. If his dad hadn’t married my mom it would be perfectly natural for us to feel that way about each other. As long as we never acted on it, everything would be okay. If we just kept up with our lives like normal then nothing bad would happen.

The shower turned off and when I heard his footsteps going back down the hall I could have sworn they stopped in front of my door. I almost got up to open it and see, but then they moved away and I clearly heard his door opening and closing.

***

During dinner that night, everything was back to normal. The four of us ate together at the table, laughing and joking as usual. Dad told us about the sermon he was going to give that Sunday, and asked for input.

I kept trying to steal looks at Tom across the table and a couple times I caught him looking back, making my heart flutter. I started to get worried our parents would realize something was going on between us and so I spent the rest of the meal just staring down at my plate unless someone addressed me.

The whole time I was thinking about if I should go into his room later to watch a movie like I normally did. We would be sitting on the same bed I watched him masturbating on and I didn’t know if I’d be able to behave myself. Maybe I should just tell him I was tired and go to sleep. Take a cold shower and say my prayers then go to bed. Let us both cool off some.

But after our parents went to sleep and he invited me up to watch a movie, all those thoughts of avoiding him left my mind.

“Yeah, sure,” I said, “let me just change into something more comfy.” Plus, I still hadn’t given him the movie I bought for him. And if we were going to be brother and sister and live together we had to learn to be around each other. I wasn’t one to shy away from my problems. I was raised to face them head on.

After I helped with the dishes, I went up to my room and put on a t-shirt and pair of comfy shorts, nothing too revealing, and grabbed the DVD then went to his room.

The door was closed. I remember to earlier in the day when he’d left it open and there was an immediate stirring between my legs. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that we were both responsible adults and we could handle this. I knocked lightly on the door, wondering if he might be undressed in there. Damn, where did those thoughts come from?

“Come in,” he called out.

I opened the door and walked in to find him sitting on his bed with no shirt on and wearing the same shorts he had on earlier, except this time they were in the correct place, not down around his knees.

He smiled at me and my face started heating up. I tried to not look at his bare chest. I really did. But it was so hard. He had such a nice body and it was almost like
 
he was flaunting it at me, knowing I couldn’t resist. I had the sudden thought that maybe he left the door open earlier on purpose, hoping I would catch him doing that dirty thing to himself while he said my name.

No, that was silly.

I smiled back at him. “Hey.”

“You ready to watch a movie?”

He was always so confident and commanding when he spoke. I loved that about him. “Yes… And I got you a little something.” Holding the DVD up.

His eyes got big. “What? What is it?” He quickly got off the bed and came over to me. He was several inches taller than me and it was so apparent how toned his body was not that he stood right in front of me with his shirt off.

I smelled the faint hint of his cologne and I wanted to lean in to get more of it but I resisted, handing him the movie instead. Our fingers brushed as he took it, sending a wave of pleasure through my hand.

“No way! You remembered. Oh my gosh, this is the best gift ever.” He turned it over, reading the back. “The director’s cut? 30 minutes of unreleased footage? Wow, thank you so much Kaylee.” His entire face lit up, smiling at me, and I thought I might melt.

Then he wrapped his strong arms around me, pulling me in for a hug. Our bodies pressed close together and I could really smell him then.

I inhaled deeply, savoring his manly scent, loving the way his naked torso felt against me. He squeezed me tight and my heart was pounding so hard I thought for sure he would be able to feel it and know what I was thinking.

Finally, he let me go and went to setup the DVD player.

I took my place on the bed, leaning back against the wall and crossing my legs. I was worried if I didn’t cross them bad things might happen. The warmth was already building and it wouldn’t belong before the wetness followed.

He came and sat right next to me, our shoulders touching, then started the DVD.

Soon, we were both laying down next to each other, enjoying the movie. Neither of us said anything about it but our bodies kept getting closer and closer as the movie went on, which meant my panties were getting wetter and wetter.

By the time the movie was over I was so hot and bothered I knew I would have to go to my room soon and take care of myself. The credits started to roll by and I said, “Well, that was good wasn’t it?”

No response.

I turned my head to see that Tom was fast asleep. He looked so cute laying there right next to me, his eyes closed, and his breathing slow and rhythmic. I couldn’t help but take the chance to ogle is amazing chest and then my eyes slipped down to his shorts.

There was an unmistakable bulge there that could only be an erection and I gasped when I saw it, looking back up to his face to make sure he was still asleep. This was the closest I’d ever been to a hard dick and it was driving me wild. My body was as still as a lake at dawn but inside the waves were crashing against the shore, threatening to sweep me away.

The outline of his dick was so clear through his shorts I could even see the distinct bell-like shape of the head. His shorts were thin and baggy and I thought it wouldn’t take much at all to lift the bottom of them up to get a better look. It looked like he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

I was horrified at what I was about to do but at the same time I couldn’t stop myself. My pussy was heating up by the second and a flitting excitement filled my stomach.

Careful not to move around too much and wake him, I reached down and pinched the bottom of his shorts between my thumb and index finger then looked back up at his face.

Still sleeping, oblivious to what his sister was about to do to him.

I bit my lip then slowly lifted his shorts up an inch. He didn’t move so I lifted more. Still nothing. I moved the bottom of his shorts up to the point where If I moved them any farther his cock would be out in the open, and I paused, considering what I was doing. If I went through with it I would be crossing a definite line.

I was reluctant but the outline of his cock pushed me forward. Taking a deep breath, and checking his face one last time for any sign of him waking up, I steeled myself and lifted the thin material up to reveal the crown of his dick.

It was so beautiful and I could tell the spongy head was filled with blood. I bit my lip, lifted more to let the rest of his thick shaft out into the open. Without the shorts to constrict it, his cock lifted up and stood at attention, startling me when it moved.

My pussy gushed into my panties and I throbbed so much I wanted to finger myself right there. His dick was so much bigger now that I saw it up close and without his hand wrapped around it. A clear substance had collected at the opening and I had the urge to lick it off. But I knew if I tried it would require moving my whole body and he was sure to wake and find out the dirty things I was doing to him in his sleep.

Maybe I could get away with touching it though. It seemed like he was a deep sleeper. I’d come this far without him waking up after all.

I reached my finger down and let it hover right over his mammoth dick, my heart pounding in my chest. Quickly, I let my finger drop down on the smooth skin of his head then back up again. There was no sign of him waking up so I dropped it back to his head and left it there.