***Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.***
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Despite being half past six, the sun had only just set, leaving the world in a cool twilight. I had set up my little folding table by the double windows and Alyx and I sat down for dinner, enjoying the evening breeze. It was still a warm autumn, and outside the crickets began their night serenade, punctuated with the occasional chirping of a night bird.
"So you can use their stove anytime you want?" Alyx asked me. She was digging into her noodles with enthusiasm, I guess pleasantly surprised it wasn't the microwaved stuff.
"That's what they told me..." I replied, thinking back on the old couple who had rented me this room. I had explained to my sister that they would most likely let it slide that she was going to be living with me. Like I mentioned previously, they were nice, carefree folks. They had even dropped a few hints that they were all but expecting me to shack up with someone eventually. With many a wink and a nudge, I may add. Charming people, and I say that sincerely, but I wondered what they would think of the fact I was shacking up with my sister.
I smiled briefly and shook my head. Noting the questioning look on Alyx's face, I shrugged. "Well, that's what they told me, but I stick to the microwave here unless they've gone out. It's kind of awkward, going downstairs to cook and all, and I guess I'd rather keep the illusion that I'm living in a separate place."
Alyx grinned at that and I couldn't help but notice how pretty she was in that moment. The light in the room played in her soft, brown eyes; and the night breeze played gently with her hair, chestnut locks framing her pale, young face. In it, I could see the girl I had grown up with and the young woman she had blossomed into. I had an urge to lean over and brush my lips over hers.
"I'm just glad there's a bathroom!" she continued, unaware of her own charms.
The evening passed pleasantly enough and we filled the hours in the usual manner. Texting friends, going online, watching TV, etc. We even made a half-hearted attempt to clean up the room, but in the end, the place was still strewn with clothes. Mostly my sister's, but you can imagine I wasn't all that upset about it. However, I noticed Alyx seemed just a tad bit nervous. It was pretty subtle, but whenever she noticed the time she seemed to glance ever so slightly at the single bed in the room. I wondered what she was thinking, exactly. There was no mystery in what I was thinking, though. With every hour that passed, my own nervousness grew along with my anticipation. I think we both knew a handjob wasn't all that was going to happen tonight.
It was well past midnight when we decided to turn in after a long Wii session. Cue obvious 'playing with my Wii' jokes. I didn't make any, though.
Once the TV was turned off, an awkward sort of silence grew between us. Alyx looked around skittishly, taking ever so brief glances at the floor, the furniture, the ceiling, just about anywhere but the bed or me. Which was just as well, since a tent had formed in my shorts. I went over and turned on the bedside lamp, keeping it dim. Then I shut off the other room lights. Alyx jumped a little at that.
I was a bit hesitant in what to do next, how to do this smoothly. Well, in my current lust fueled state, I decided to just go for it. I stripped off my shirt and laid down on one side of the bed, making sure Alyx saw there was more than enough space on the other side. She got the hint, and made her way into the dim light of the bedside lamp. Her hair was bound up in a braid and she was wearing pink boy shorts that hugged her hips as well as a white baby tee that accentuated the luscious curves of her breasts. I really wanted a look at those breasts. Even better, a feel, but I restrained my hands. Not yet.
I propped myself up a little bit to get a better view of what was to come and spread my legs apart slightly as Alyx sat on the edge of the bed, near my hips. She didn't look at me, her eyes were fixed on the noticeably large bulge in the middle of my black shorts. Even by the dim light I could see her blush prettily. I proceeded to turn her red face a few shades brighter by slowly pulling down my shorts. My thick cock just sprang up, rigid and at attention. Gently, I grasped my little sister's hand and guided it to my solid shaft. Her fingers were warm as they wrapped softly around my dick.
"Up and down..." I breathed, as my little sister began stroking my cock for the second time.
