Little Brothers Compulsion Ch 01

ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER 18!!!

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, ANY SIMILARITIES TO PERSONS OR PLACES IS COMPLETELY COINCIDENTAL!!!

This story contains incest. If this isn't your cup of tea please move on.

I write primarily for myself. I'm not very good but I hope you enjoy.

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Lots of Love, Casino

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I was home for the summer, having just finished with my junior year of college. My little brother had two more weeks of school before his summer break began.

I had to admit I was being such a naughty girl. I was hunkered down in my little brother's closet waiting to watch the show through the slats in the door. You see, my 18 year old brother, Mickey, was a serial self pleasurer. I'm not judging. I play with my kitty plenty. Especially since my boyfriend broke up with me two months ago.

Every day he'd get home from track practice and lock himself room. He didn't realize it but he was quite loud and I could hear him stroking his sloppy wet dick and moaning. After he finished he would shower and then he'd come downstairs and watch TV, clearly relieved.

I'm not sure why but I was curious about his habit and wanted to watch him stroke his cock until he came. 'There must be a girl he's infatuated with.' I thought to myself absently stroking my clit with my hand up my skirt, my thong pulled aside.

I had parked my VW Jetta around the corner so he would think he was alone in the house.

I heard him pulling his rust bucket Ford F150 into the driveway. Thirty seconds later I heard the front door open and shut and I heard his footfalls on the steps. Moments later he walked into his room. He was graceful for a boy at 6' tall with brown hair and deep brown eyes.

He was a good looking kid but he was my brother so it was weird that I was so fucking excited to watch him. My kitty was dripping down my thighs and I could smell myself. Now I was worried he would smell me.

He put his backpack on his desk chair and pulled out his laptop. He opened it up and set it on his bed. He tapped a few buttons and then used the touchpad. He double clicked on something and bit his lower lip. There was a weird look in his eyes, something between lust and love. I'd never seen that look in his eyes before. I suppose because I'm his sister, why would I?

He pulled off his athletic shirt, sporting a ripped upper body. He was already pitching a tent in his shorts. To be honest it looked like he was a decent size. He pulled off his ankle socks next, before pulling off his shorts and boxer briefs.

'Holy shit!' I thought to myself. 'My little brother is huge.' It was at least 6 1/2 inches long and as thick as my wrist with a bead of precum at the tip. He pulled out a bath towel and spread it out on the floor. He knelt at one end, engrossed in whatever he was watching on his laptop.

Smearing his precum all over his impressive cock, he started slowly stroking it and he moaned, "You're so pretty." The love/lust look on his face, exuding more desire. "I wish you could love me."

He stroked faster and faster, mumbling platitudes of love. He was obviously over the moon for some girl. I found it odd that this girl wouldn't be interested in my brother. He was quite the specimen and watching him stroking his gorgeous cock, I would be lying if I said I didn't want to feel something that big inside me.

After a good ten minutes or so. He looked up and whispered, "OH FFFFUUUUCCCKKK!" His cock exploded and I realized why he got out the bath towel. His first jet of cum was spraying like a geyser at least 3 1/2 feet from where he was kneeling. His cock sprayed 5 more jets all over the towel, I'd never seen so much spunk. The only time I had seen anything close was a porno where it was very clearly fake

I was still rubbing my clit but I didn't want to cum. I had nothing to stifle my squealing when I had an orgasm.

Then I saw it on his face, his demeanor completely changed. He was disgusted with himself. He rolled up the towel and threw it into his hamper. He went to his mirror and was looking himself in the eyes, "You're disgusting." He hissed vitriol at himself in the mirror, "You fucking freak. You're a loser and that's all you'll ever be. You are a good for nothing piece of shit. Go wash yourself, you perverted fuck." He promptly left the room and I heard the bathroom door slam.

When I heard the water run. I slowly exited my hiding spot. 'What the fuck?' I thought to myself. I had never seen that side of him. He always seemed so happy. To say I was worried about him was an understatement. The show that I found thrilling, ended on a worrisome note.

I noticed his laptop was still open and I decided to peek at what he was watching. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. It was a short video of me on repeat. I was in a white bikini and I was twirling and bouncing on the beach. It was from our family trip to the Florida keys last summer. The bikini wasn't a thong or anything but it was cheeky. My big soft butt and D cup tits jiggled nicely when I bounced and twirled. I had been teasing and tickling him, trying to get him to tell me who he was crushing on.

I snuck out of his room and out of the house. I walked to my car and opened the driver's side door. I started my car feeling the AC cool my blushing face and sat there trying to process what I just discovered. It was a weird feeling. I was horny, worried, confused, excited and to be frank flattered. I got kind of hot with the revelation that my brother jerked off to a video of me in a bikini. But it was much more than that, I was the girl he was crushing on. I was the girl he was in love with and he hated himself for it. I started crying. I felt so bad for him. He must've been terribly frustrated. I dried my eyes and drove back to the house. I was nervous but I wanted to make him feel better.

I walked into the house, shutting the front door and slipped out of my shoes in the foyer. My brother was watching an episode of Dark Winds on Netflix. He looked up and smiled. "Hey, Tabby." I could now see the love hiding behind his soft gaze. "How are you?"

I pulled him to his feet, "I need a hug from my little brother." I wrapped my arms around him squeezing him tight. "I love you, Mickey. Never forget that."

Holding me tight, he cautiously inhaled my scent, "I love you too, Tabby." There was a hint of sadness in his voice. He was all too aware that he could never reveal his true love for me.

I leaned back and looked up at him. "How about I take you out for dinner tonight."

He looked down at me confused. "Really, it's a Friday? I thought you were going boy hunting with friends tonight?" A part of him probably died when he said that.

"I'll cancel. We haven't spent quality time together in a while. Plus with Mom and Dad opening up the cabin this weekend, it will just be the two of us."

"You really want to take me out to dinner."

"Why not? We'll have fun. We'll get dressed up and go to Mortimer's." Mortimer's was an old fashioned super club that still had some class and hadn't turned into a cheesy place. Plus they still had a dance hall attached that had a live band playing slow songs. My girlfriends and I used to go and practice dancing together.

"It's a Friday night. We'll never get in there."

I winked at him. "I have my ways."

He laughed lightly and said, "I bet you do."

I shooed him away, "Go find something nice to wear. I have to make a call and no hoodies or jeans."

"Okay, mom." He said in his patented cartoon voice.

When he was out of earshot, I called my friend Trish. She was the Maitre De at Mortimer's. Before she could even say hello, I said "Hey, Trish?"

"Hi, Tabby!" She giggled, "What's up?"

"You're working the room tonight right?"

"Of course. I wouldn't miss a Friday night."

"Got any tables for two?" I asked, hoping there was maybe a late cancellation.

"Yeah! I've got a reservation that just canceled at 7:00."

"Excellent! Lock me in." I was so happy, "Seriously, thank you so much, Trish."

"Anything for you, girl. You bringing in a hottie tonight or what?"

I paused for a moment, then said, "Yeah, you could say that. See you at 7:00 sweetie."

"Love you, girl. See you at 7:00."

The call ended and I looked at my watch. It was quarter after five, plenty of time to get the needed maintenance done. I needed to shave and tweeze a bunch if I wanted to get prepared for my brother. I know what you're thinking. 'You're seriously going to whore yourself out to your brother?' You bet your sweet ass, well it depends on how he acts at dinner. But I knew he wouldn't let me down. He would treat me with the love and respect he always had. After hearing every terrible word he said about himself, in what he thought was a private moment, I fell in love with him. The fact that he had loved me so deeply from afar for so long and that he never had been inappropriate towards me sealed my fate. I would give myself to him with the love that he needed and I wanted. I knew I would never find another soul that would love me the way he loved me. The fact that he was my brother was inconvenient but that didn't matter. I would no longer let him suffer. I was his, completely.

I hopped in the shower and completely shaved my unkempt bush, legs and armpits. I had never completely shaved down there before and I had to admit it felt smooth and soft and sexy. I washed my hair and conditioned it, then used my special eucalyptus body wash that I reserved for dates. I took my time and enjoyed the hot water. I was tempted to masterbate but decided against it. I wanted to be at peak horniness by the time we got back home.

I turned off the water and dried my hair and body. I grabbed a matching eucalyptus lotion and applied it to my body generously, making sure to rub into my freshly shaved regions. I was tempted to rub my clit again but I resisted.

Satisfied with my preparation, I walked back to my room, buck naked. Kind of hoping my brother would peak out of his room. Wasn't sure because I didn't turn around but I thought I might've heard his door open. I shut my door and giggled to myself. I hadn't been this excited for a date with a boy in a long time.

I pulled on a tiny black G-string and stared at my closet filled with clothes I had, finally, put away. I pulled out a bright pink minidress with numerous suggestive cutouts. I frequently wore it out to the clubs for attention. I shook my head, 'Too slutty for a nice dinner.' I put it back. I pulled out a long gown that I had worn to a formal. I shook my head again, 'Not suggestive enough.' Then I found it. It was a sleek, shimmering, seductive black dress. It tied behind my neck and scooped down between tits exposing a generous amount of cleavage. The back was completely open down to just above my ass crack. I loved it because it exposed the gorgeous little dimples on my lower back. It hugged my wide hips and ass and stopped about four inches below my crotch. I left my legs bare and didn't bother with a bra.

I painted my lips blood red and used a little smokey eyeshadow. I didn't want to use too much and look fake because I never wore much anyway. I finished with a little black eyeliner and mascara. I was lucky enough to have long natural lashes.

Satisfied with my makeup, I went to pick out my shoes, I knew just the ones I wanted to wear. I found a pair of Louboutin Sammy Red Bottoms at a second hand boutique. They were expensive for a college girl but nowhere near the sticker price of a brand new pair. I ate ramen for two whole weeks but it was worth it.

I did a quick spin in my mirror and wasn't too pleased with my shoulder length brown hair. I grabbed my knock off Dyson air curler and gave my hair some luscious curls.

That did it, I looked like a smokey vixen on the prowl. The target I was stalking tonight was a young buck. Eighteen years worth of sinewy muscled legs and strong chiseled chest. Wavy brown hair and deep kind brown eyes that melted my heart. I couldn't believe the exhilaration I felt stalking my own brother.

I heard his door open and shut and his footsteps head down the hall towards the steps. If I didn't know better, it sounded like he had a spring in his step. I did another twirl, excited about the night to come. Then I frowned thinking about his reaction after he has just cum, his offering to his sister goddess. What if he rejected me because of his shame or if he thought I was just teasing him for loving me. I took a deep breath and settled my nerves. I would have to play it by ear and pay attention to how he responds to me. If he pays me warm attention, I will reward him. If he's cold and aloof, we'll just have a nice dinner and call it a night.

I sighed that the ball was in his court, but I was going to use all my feminine wiles to get him in bed and shower him with love. 'Maybe he would shower my insides with cum.' I grinned to my image in the mirror. "You dirty girl." I whispered, following it with a giggle.

I opened my door and walked down the hall then downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs, I saw Mickey standing with his back to me. He was wearing a handsome charcoal grey sports jacket and a light blue dress shirt. He was wearing jeans but they were dark and free of holes or fraying. I was pleasantly surprised to see he wore his oxblood Weejuns and not sneakers.

I snuck up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. I got up on my tippy toes and managed to kiss his neck. "My don't you look good enough to eat, Mickey." I purred in his ear.

He patted my hands and he looked down bashful, "Thanks, Tabby. Now, sis, let me turn around so I can compliment you."

"What if I don't look pretty enough?" I gripped him a little harder, pretending to doubt myself.

He lightly tapped my arms, "Nonsense, Tabby, you'd look beautiful in a cardboard box." I let go and stood back. He turned and his jaw dropped, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. He was speechless.

I gave him a twirl, finishing with a little bounce to make my tits and ass jiggle. Then I pouted, "You haven't said anything."

"Y... y... you look," he stopped swallowing hard, then he regained his composure, "You look lovely, sis." As if to remind himself he was looking at his sister.

I giggled, leaning into him pressing my tits into his chest. "Just lovely, Mickey?" I pouted again, "I got all dolled up just for you, little brother."

"F... f... for me." He swallowed hard looking down at me.

I nodded, leaning forward, I got up on my tippy toes again and kissed him. It was so soft and lovely. There was more passion in that little kiss than I had ever felt kissing any other boy. I pulled away gently, "That was nice." I purred. "You're a really good kisser."

His eyes were glazed over, he managed to mumble, "Your lips are so soft."

I gave him a quick peck to pull him back and his mind cleared and I smiled and said, "Come on, hunk, we've got to make our reservation."

"Where are we going?" He asked, still a little shell shocked.

I pulled him by the hand out to the driveway. I tossed him my car keys. "You drive, pretty boy. We've got a reservation at Mortimer's." I smiled, sassily.

He caught the keys and looked confused, "How the hell?"

With bright eyes I said, "I have my ways." I winked, sinking into the passenger seat.

He laughed, "I guess you do."

He pushed the driver's seat back and sank down into the seat. He backed out and pulled out onto the road. I turned on the Apple play and pulled up a playlist I had made earlier while I was getting ready. The restaurant wasn't too far so I only needed three songs.

Candy Everybody Wants - 1000 Maniacs

Moaning Lisa Smile - Wolf Alice

With or Without You - U2

I stroked the inside of his thigh. "Listen, Mickey, I want you to pay for dinner but I know mom and dad wouldn't allow us to work while we're in school. I don't want to emasculate you by paying so I sent you a Venmo to cover dinner. I hope I'm not stepping on your toes."

He patted my hand on his thigh and said. "I know and that's sweet of you, but I rejected it, sis."

"But... but... I wanted to pay. How did you find the money?"

He looked over at me softly but had a wide sly grin, "I have my ways." He winked.

I gave him a sly grin back, "I guess you do." He was prepared to take care of me. That warmed something deep inside me. He's a provider; a lover and provider. Just then I pictured myself with our child, keeping our small cozy house warm and inviting, having dinner ready for him after a long shift. Greeting him with a kiss, rubbing his shoulders, serving him dinner. Making love to him after putting our child to bed. He broke my daydream, touching my arm.

"Where did you go, Tabby?" There was a hint of worry until he saw my smile.

"I was daydreaming about the future." I smiled and leaned over to steal a quick kiss on the lips.

He blushed giving me an awe shucks, laughing, "Why do you keep kissing me, Tabby?" He looked over at me, "Not that I mind."

"I always wanted to know what kissing you would be like. I like it, your kisses are soft and loving." I wrapped my arms around his bicep and put my head on his shoulder.

He blushed at my honesty, "I had thought about that for a long time." He sounded tired and a little sad, "I like kissing you very much."

We drove the rest of the way in silence. With or Without You finished as he parked the car. He hopped and moved to the passenger side, opening my door.

I gave him a little show, spreading my legs, my dress rode up, exposing my G-string that did a miserable job covering me, exposing at least half of my nether region.

He inhaled sharply and blushed, looking away, knowing he was caught. "Sorry, Tabby."

I pulled myself out of my seat and he shut my door while he was still looking away. I took his face in my hands, "Don't you think that if I had the chance I would look at you down there." I gave him another sweet kiss, lasting longer than a sister should kiss her brother. "Come on, let's not be late for our reservation."

He offered me his elbow and I took it, graciously. We walked to the door and he opened it ushering me in touching the naked small of my back. I swear his thumb and ring fingers managed to land exactly in the dimples right above my ass. It was electric.

We walked up to the Maitre De podium where Trish was waiting with a server. Her eyes went wide as she recognized my date was my brother. A devilish smile on her face when she noticed how sexy I was dressed. She winked at me and turned to the server, "Linda, please take this lovely couple to table 12 overlooking the river." Trish was one of a set of triplets and the threesome have some secrets of their own. She confided in me when the three were having trouble sharing.

She nodded to Trish and turned to us with a smile, "Follow me please." We did and we were not disappointed. The booth was soft, cozy and inviting. Large plants surrounded it offering privacy. I slid in first with Mickey right behind me. She gave us each a menu, bowed and said, "Your server will be with you shortly, enjoy." And with that we were alone.

I put my hand on his inner thigh, rubbing it back and forth. I put my menu down. "Will you order for me?"

He smiled and said, "Well, what do you want?"

"You're my brother, you've seen what I order at nice restaurants."

He shrugged, "Okay, how hungry are you?"

"On a scale of 1-10, an 8."

He looked at the menu and smiled, "I know exactly what you want."

I grabbed one of his hands and put it in my lap. I knew he could feel the heat coming from my pussy. "Will you take me dancing after dinner?"

"You want your awkward brother to take you dancing?"

"Awkward? You're one of the most graceful men I've ever seen." I thrust my pussy into his hand, granted it was through my dress.

He looked down at me, moving slowly towards me. He tentatively kissed me, until I kissed him back. He slipped me his tongue and I returned the attention with mine. We broke the kiss when we heard someone coming. We straightened up trying to look normal.