Val raced out into the hallway and down to the nurses' station. When she told them what had happened, her words spilling out of her in a high-pitched rush, they took action. Almost before the teenager knew what was happening, a team of doctors and nurses were dashing into her brother's hospital room along with some sophisticated-looking equipment. Val tried to enter her brother's room with them but she was gently pushed out of the way and told that she could not come in. Then the door was locked. For a few minutes, Val pounded on the door, wanting nothing more in the world at that moment than to be with her beloved big brother whom until only moments ago she had believed to be dead.
She soon realized that they weren't going to let her into his room again. She turned and ran from the hospital, not stopping until she reached her house where she quickly found her parents.
But her mother and father had already received a call from the hospital and they were just leaving to see their son. They told Val to stay home and wait for them.
Val waited impatiently for her parents to return. As soon as they did, the teenager bombarded them with all the questions that had been filling her mind ever since she had first heard her brother's voice in his hospital room.
"You're asking the same questions we did when we got to the hospital, honey," Betty said as she and Dave embraced their daughter.
"Yeah," Dave said, "but the answers are going to have to wait until your brother's better. He's been badly hurt and being in a coma for such a long time didn't help him any either. Now he's got a long road ahead of him so he can become strong enough for the cosmetic surgery that will restore his good looks."
"But he sounded so strong… so healthy surely he could answer some of our questions now," Val said.
"Honey, your brother has grown weaker in the short time he's been awake," Betty said softly.
"Oh no!" Val cried, clapping one hand to her mouth.
"Not to worry… everyone tells us that he'll definitely make it. But he is weak… after all, he's been through so much… and the doctors tell us that all questions will have to wait. As they told us, the important thing now is that he'll alive. We should just rejoice in that and we can get our answers later," Dave said.
"Yes, you're right, Dad! Les is alive and that's really the only important thing! I'm so happy he's alive! I can't wait for him to come home again!" Val cried, clapping her hands together in glee.
"That won't be for a long time yet. But in the meantime, we can visit him in the hospital and give him all the love and encouragement we can so he'll be able to come home that much sooner. But you must promise that you won't ask him a lot of questions, Val. He's very confused and probably couldn't even answer them now anyway. And the doctors say that his energy should be going into getting strong and well again and not into answering questions," Dave said.
"I understand, Dad. And I promise that I won't ask him any questions. I just want him to get well and come home!" Val said earnestly. "But, oh God! I just thought about what this means… Walt is the one who was killed in the accident! What about his family?"
Again, Betty and Dave embraced, their daughter, pulling her close to them.
"The police are with them right now, honey. They're being told the truth. Their parents and brothers and sister are on their way to them right now too."
During the following months, while Les went through intensive physical therapy, and then cosmetic surgery, Val visited him as often as possible. She felt the same kind of closeness she had always enjoyed with her brother. There was so much to tell him, so much to ask him. But she had been told that he had only a partial memory of the night of the accident and that she must stay away from that topic altogether since the young boy became very agitated whenever it was mentioned.
So they talked of other things. Val was happy to see that Les still loved her as much as ever. She waited jubilantly for the day her brother would return home for good.
Finally the day came. Les returned home, looking much as he had before, save for a few scars that only seemed to lend a rugged sort of appeal to his good looks. During the first few days of his homecoming, there was much celebration and Val was unable to get one moment alone with the boy. Their relatives came from all over the country to see for themselves that Les was truly alive and okay now. Gradually, the relative returned home, the excitement over Les' return home died down, and things returned to their normal routine at the Swanson house.
One day, Les and Val went alone to visit Walt's parents. It was awkward at first, and for just a few moments at the beginning of their visit, the brother and sister were sure the couple was going to hate Les because he was alive and their son was dead. But the moment passed, and conversation began to flow easily among all of them. When Les and Val were ready to leave, they all hugged each other. With tears in their eyes, Walt's patents had asked the young teenagers to come back often.
"We can never have Walt back with us," Walt's mother said, hugging the brother and sister again on the front porch as they prepared to leave, "but seeing you two young people, it's almost as good… you were so close to Walt, especially you, Les. Having you visit us would be almost like having our boy back."
Tearfully, Les and Val promised to visit often. They returned home and found the house empty. Val knew her parents would not be returning until very late. At long last, this was her chance to be alone with her brother. It was her chance to show him just how much she had changed. It was her chance to fuck him!
"Come into my bedroom with me, Les," she murmured, taking the boy by the hand. "I have something to show you."
In her room, Val faced her brother and smiled. Then she peeled her blouse off as he watched her with widening eyes.
She was wearing no bra and was pleased when she saw her brother's gaze focus, on her naked tits.
"Jesus, Sis, it's been so fuckin' long since I've seen your tits. But I've dreamed about them so many times," Les groaned, reaching out and squeezing the girl's mounds of tit-flesh.
"Mmmmm, good," Val sighed. "But just hang on. This is just the beginning."
In just seconds, brother and sister were completely naked and lying side by side on Val's bed.
"Please fuck me now, Les," she purred.
"Are you sure, Sis? Is this what you really want? I don't want to fuck you if you still think incest is wrong!" Les said sincerely, gazing deep into his little sister's eyes.
"Oh, Les, please believe me. I used to be such a dumb little shit! But when I thought you were… dead, it turned to Dad for comfort and before I knew it, we were fucking each other."
"Oh, wow, that's great!" Les cried with a grin and he hugged his sister hard.
"Yeah, and that's not all. Mom and I fuck now all the time, too," Val said proudly.
"Jesus, you really have changed!" Les said, shaking his head.
"Oh, yes, Les, I really have! Let me show you how much! Fuck me! It's what I've been wanting forever, so long! Don't make me wait any longer," Val said with a little groan of fuck-lust.
"I won't, baby, I won't." Les knelt between his kid sister's legs. He had never thought he would hear her say what she had just told him, and he was determined to fuck her before she changed her mind.
The young boy's rock-hard cock was jutting straight out in front of him, pulsing with desire. There was a large pearly drop of pre-cum oozing from the puckering cum-slit. His large balls were tightly pressed against the base of his prick, already straining to shoot their creamy load.
Les covered her sister's mouth with his own, his tongue fucking hers. Val felt hot, thrilling sensations sweeping over her entire body. She panted through her nose and felt her big brother's large cocktip push against her clit. She thrashed her ass about on the bed, trying to capture more of his prick inside her.