“No…” Brooke frowned and then repeated, “I’m not ready yet.”
“C’mon, baby. You’re leaving me in just a few days. I won’t see you for a whole month! Don’t you love me? Can’t you give me this to remember you by?” Perry’s hips stopped their retraction and I saw his buttcheeks tighten as he prepared himself for the forward lunge.
Brooke gasped and rolled her head back. I imagined Perry now had his cock lined up with my little sister’s pussy, and with the application of a little force, he could push his way inside.
“Perry, no,” Brooke moaned, her face flushed, but she didn’t roll her hips away from his cock. She was clearly aroused and her hormones were screaming at her to let him in, but a part of her still hesitated. Consequences. Was she thinking of the consequences?
My eyes popped open as that big, long C-word entered MY head. It had been extremely arousing to watch Brooke and Perry engaging in their oral play and as I watched them moving into position for intercourse, I’d still felt quite turned on. But now, as I realized Perry was maneuvering his bare, naked, unsheathed cock at my little sister’s bare, naked, unprotected pussy, fear set into my heart.
No. They couldn’t. Brooke could NOT make the same mistake I did with Allie. When was her last period? Did Mom put her on the pill? Oh, SHIT! I started to get to my feet.
“Don’t you love me?” Perry moaned and I saw his buttcheeks clench tightly as he started pressing forward.
“Perry, no!” Brooke whimpered as she rolled her hips, now trying to get herself out of the way, but he’d already settled his weight onto her pelvis, preventing her from moving. In a more panicked voice, she shrieked, “Perry, NO!”
“Yes!” Perry grunted as he rammed his hips forward.
“NO!!!” Brooke screamed and bucked herself wildly, twisting to the side. And then she screamed, “BEN!!!”
I’d already busted the door open and taken two steps into the bedroom by the time my little sister yelled my name. Perry saw me in the corner of his eye and started shrinking away, muttering “Oh shit.”
He was too late as I launched myself at him with arms outstretched, tackling his smaller body and yanking him off the bed as we tumbled to the floor. We hit the floor with a painful thud, both of us rolling over a few times while scrabbling for a good hold.
“SONOFABITCH!” I yelled as I got up to my knees. Perry was sprawled sideways in front of me and his torso was completely unprotected when my right fist slammed into his side just above his kidneys.
He screamed and lashed out at me with one leg, his knee glancing off my arm. My left fist thrust out and hit him in the chest before he managed to slap my cheek. And then I lunged forward and pinned his belly beneath my knee while I smacked him on the side of his head, dazing him.
Perry probably stood 5’8” and weighed a skinny 130, far smaller than my near six-feet and 180 pounds. He wasn’t moving anywhere as I kept him trapped beneath my knee and he simply used his arms to try and keep me from hitting his head too hard.
But then all of a sudden Perry shrieked and stiffened up. It was the agonizing howl of pain that men around the world could hear and wince at, because Brooke had circled around, taken aim between his legs, and delivered the swift kick of female vengeance on the poor kid’s testicles.
I even winced in sympathy, and that took the fight right out of me. I lifted my knee and stepped back, letting Perry curl into a fetal position to cradle his abused balls.
With tears streaming down her cheeks and eyes downcast, Brooke walked straight over to me and wrapped herself against my side, both of us completely ignoring her nudity. She buried her face into my chest, sobbing quietly, and I rocked her slowly.
Eventually, Perry managed to open his eyes and turned his gaze up to me. I glared at him with undisguised hatred and he quailed, fully expecting me to let go of Brooke and start beating the shit out of him again.
I wanted to. I started to release my sister, but she clutched at my clothes in terror and Perry got his reprieve as I was unwilling to let go of her. And the horny boy managed to crawl over to his clothes and then limp out the bedroom door. I didn’t expect to see him again anytime soon.
Brooke’s sniffling calmed down once Perry was gone. I leaned over and gently pressed my lips to her forehead. She shivered and then let out a long exhalation, still shuddering in my grasp.
“You okay?” I asked softly.
She didn’t answer verbally, but nodded her head up and down.
Wincing, I managed to croak out my next question, my heart filled with dread. “Did he… uh… did he?”
Brooke started to shake her head ‘no’, then reached down between her own legs, feeling around and pressing a finger into her channel. She bit her lip and then looked up at me with a faint smile on her face. And then she shook her head in a full negative.
I sighed, visibly relaxing. And then I said softly, “I’m sorry, Brooke. I should have stopped him sooner.”
She shook her head. “Not your fault, Ben.” She sniffled and then rubbed herself more tightly against me. I became acutely aware of her nakedness, feeling the hard points of her nipples poking into me. “It was my fault. I let things get out of hand.”
We were both quiet for a minute, me stroking her spine gently while Brooke huddled herself in my arms. And then I asked, “Did you know I was watching?”
I felt her tremble and when she looked up at me, she was blushing. “I was hoping you would. That’s why I left the door open a crack.”
I arched an eyebrow at my sister. “You did?”
She turned bright red. “It really did turn me on to think of you watching. The whole time he was licking me, I was imagining it was you, Ben.” Brooke sighed. “Brandi told me you were the best lover she ever had.”
I bit my lip and willed away the naughty images flooding my mind. It wasn’t easy, given that I was holding the naked object of my momentary fantasies.
“And when Perry wanted to put it in me, part of me was imagining it was you. And I wouldn’t have minded that, Ben. I wouldn’t have minded if you wanted to put yourself inside me,” she said in a quiet voice. “Maybe that’s why I let him get so close.”
THAT certainly didn’t help my libido. And if this was Winter Break, and I was the same young boy who’d eagerly had sex with my sister Brandi, I might have just rolled Brooke onto her back and done my best to fulfill her fantasy. But I wasn’t that same boy anymore. The Ben I was today was cognizant of the fact that Brooke had very nearly gotten raped, and she was in a really messed up emotional state at this moment. And as her big brother, it was my responsibility to keep a level head.
“Brooke,” I began. “There’s a big part of me that wants to do that, but I won’t. If we did, there would be consequences. It’s not as simple as finding pleasure and having some fun. There are ALWAYS consequences.”
“I love you, Ben.” With eyes shining, Brooke tilted her head and turned her gaze up to me. “I love you. And what if I’m okay with those consequences?”
I gritted my teeth, forcing away my arousal. And after closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I gave a lot of thought before making any decisions to put my dick inside of Brooke, a cute, sexy 15-year-old girl. And when I opened my eyes, that urge was gone. It was just me — big brother Ben — and my little sister.
I hugged her firmly, platonically, not going anywhere near her naughty bits. And once again I kissed her forehead tenderly. “C’mon, Brooke. Put some clothes on. And then let’s open up a tub of ice cream or something.”
She smiled and nodded. Soon we both would get away from the real world and make a fresh start.