Arin sighed and dropped her hand a way . “But ... I’m not ready for this yet. It’s all a little too overwhelming. I know I’ve been making suggestive comments and even ... flirting ... a bit with you, doing little things to get you to check me out. But ... I mean ... Fantasizing about you is one thing. actually DOING something about it...”

I nodded and reached out to pat her shoulder in a very platonic way . “I get it.”

“you’re not mad?”

I frowned. “mad? Why would I be mad?”

Arin blushed. “I just told you that I want you but that I’m not Going to have sex with you. Don’t boys al way s get mad when a girl tells them that?”

I chuckled. “I’m not a regular ‘boy’; I’m your brother. Now I’ll admit that the idea of having sex with you really turns me on, but I would never have acted on that urge. In fact, I’ve spent a lot of time trying very hard to not think about having sex with you. I already told you: my job is to protect you, not ... ugh.”

“Not molest me?”

I made a face. “The point is: even if you never want to have sex with me for the rest of our lives, I’ll never get mad at you for it. I love you, Arin. And we don’t ever have to do something you’re not comfortable with.”

“I’m not saying never. I’m just saying... ‘not now’...” She looked apologetic. “Is that alright?”

I held both hands up. “Perfectly. I’m good with Whatever you’re comfortable with, even if that turns out to be ‘nothing’.”

“I love you, big brother,” my little cousin told me, and she reached across the couch to give me a warm hug.

“I love you, too.” I hugged Arin back, careful not to accidentally touch anything I shouldn’t be touching, the same way I’d done ever since she grew boobs. A moment later, Bukky leaned over from the armrest and wrapped her arms around both of us, adding, “I love you both.”

Saturday morning I woke up with my usual morning hard-on. I cued up my favorite erotica website on my iPad, and for the first time let myself pick one of the incest stories about a guy and his cousin. I quickly realized the girl was his little cousin and backed out to pick another one. Even though Arin had admitted she fantasized about me, she also made clear she wasn’t ready to actually start doing anything with me, and for now that meant that -I- didn’t want to think of her in sexual terms. Eventually, I found a story about a teenager and his college-aged big cousin, and I rubbed out a good one reading that.

Arin was in the kitchen and said she was making waffles for everyone. I gave her a big hug of thanks and then went to pour myself some orange juice. that part was normal. What was not normal was the way she held me a little longer, smiled a little brighter, and stared at me with a look of adoration on her face. Even so, the changes weren’t that drastic, and I never got the sense that she was about to pounce on me or anything.

Bukky, on the other hand, came downstairs half way through brunch. I had been in the kitchen getting a refill of orange juice when my big cousin growled at me, grabbed my ass, and pulled my crotch against her belly while yanking my head down to stick her tongue into my mouth. that was certainly out of the norm. And then she winked at Arin immediately after breaking our kiss.



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Bukky, on the other hand, came downstairs half way through brunch. I had been in the kitchen getting a refill of orange juice when my big cousin growled at me, grabbed my ass, and pulled my crotch against her belly while yanking my head down to stick her tongue into my mouth. that was certainly out of the norm. And then she winked at Arin immediately after breaking our kiss.


But Bukky settled down after that and we enjoyed the rest of our meal. The three of us went on another hiking trip (we were Going to run out of good trails in the area pretty soon). After returning home, Bukky made some comment about needing a massage after that grueling hike and shot me a look suggesting that I be the one to give it to her, but Arin wanted to play board games with me, and Bukky quickly agreed that the two of us should play.

So Arin and I played board games. Bukky the media platformd with her friends. We all ate dinner. We all watched some television. And in the evening, Arin suggested we do an upper body workout and invited Bukky to join us. We all changed into workout clothes, I pushed the coffee table back, and I settled in to stare at the girls - much more fun to watch them than the thenx guy.

The nice thing about upper body workouts is that you get tired and all, but you’re not flat-on-your-back exhausted like after a 40-minute cardio video. And so I found myself seated on the couch chugging water like there wasnotomorrow, a bit weary but alert enough to pay attention to the way the girls moved around the room. In fact, when both of them came to sit on either side of me, Bukky using my shoulder as a backrest and Arin sitting rather closer to me than usual, I was only too aware of how amazing they both looked in their outfits. I was also aware that I hadn’t cum since waking up – not the greatest duration I’d ever Gone between ejaculations, of course, but still towards the high end of the spectrum for me lately. I wasn’t complaining or anything, it’s just that my dick noticed it hadn’t been used in quite a while. And the presence of sweaty girls in skimpy clothing cuddling up to me (and in Bukky’s case, giving me a really good angle down the front of her sports bra), had me sporting a pretty fat chubby that made itself rather obvious in my gym shorts.

In the past, I would have sat up and excused myself in some manner to hide the boner. Scratch that, I probably wouldn’t have even gotTEN the boner in the first place, because I would never have been ogling my own cousins in the first place, especially Arin. But now that it was ... well... acceptable to ogle my cousins, I did just that, and so the boner presented itself.

Arin noticed it first. We’d been chatting about something, although I don’t really remember What the topic was now. that part of my memory ceased to be important the moment my little cousin’s hand settled atop my bulge, tracing its length with her fingertips and then pressing down a bit with her palm.

Bukky must’ve asked me something, and when I didn’t respond she glanced back at me while repeating my name. that’s when she noticed What Arin was doing, and in the corner of my eye I saw a rather silly grin spread across her face.

But moments later, just as suddenly as she’d started, Arin yanked her hand a way . Looking decidedly embarrassed about What she’d done, my little cousin got off the couch and walked a way while Bukky called, “Hey, that’s not very nice! you can’t start something like that and leave him hanging!”


I shot Bukky a look saying, ‘Don’t pressure her!’

“I’m not leaving him hanging,” Arin replied, blushing, taking a deep breath and pointedly looking a way . “I’m leaving him with you.”

Now Bukky had started rubbing my bulge, but her gaze was on Arin. “Soooo, you’re saying you don’t mind if I take him upstairs and put this beautiful cock to good use?” Suiting action to her words, she pulled down my shorts and started jacking my rod out in the open.

Arin took one glance and immediately jerked her eyes a way . Blushing deeper and pointedly not looking at us, Arin confirmed, “Go right ahead.”

Bukky’s pumping hand had me at full mast, and stopping at the base with a full four inches exposed at the top, she waggled my erection in Arin’s direction. “want to watch?”

Arin shot Bukky a look, a deer-in-the-headlights look, but she looked a way again and took a deep breath. “not tonight, alright?”


Bukky quickly clued in that she shouldn’t push her little cousin and conceded, “Alright, alright. Maybe another time.” She squeezed my dick a little harder and turned back to me. “I want you to bang me from behind again, okay? But I’d really love it if you’d Go down on me first.”



Lest you think the relationship between me and my little cousin snowballed from there and we started sucking and banging every chance we could get, let me assure you that didn’t happen. In fact, despite stating an interest in getting Mouth Gig lessons from our big cousin, it would be another week before she even put my dick into her mouth again.

Arin continued to sleep in my bed every night, although she now arrived before I went to sleep instead of slipping in beside me in the middle of the night. When I told Bukky What we were doing on Monday morning, my big cousin couldn’t seem to make up her mind whether she should initiate our incestuous hookups BEFORE bed to ensure she didn’t encroach on Arin’s cuddle time, or deliberately arrive LATER at night so that Arin would be forced to watch, run a way , or maybe even join in.

Bukky’s eyes glittered at the idea of her baby cousin joining in. I certainly got harder at the idea. And that’s how Bukky started giving me a handjob right there on the couch, which turned into a Mouth Gig, which turned into climbing into my lap and banging me right then and there. Arin wound up yelling from the top of the stairs, “Will you two keep it down! I’m on a banging Zoom call and I don’t want my entire class hearing my siblings having sex in the background when I Go off mute!!!”

We got quieter. We didn’t stop banging or anything, but we got quieter.



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We got quieter. We didn’t stop banging or anything, but we got quieter.

One thing that changed over the course of the next week is that Arin and I started spending a lot more time together. While we had al way s shared mealtimes, played games together, and had our evening workouts, the bulk of our days had been typically spent on our own. I would play video games, watch Pornny, and surf the internet. Arin would chat with her friends, read books, and ... Whatever. But now that previously “independent” time became additional “together” time.

Seriously, other than attending Zoom classes, Arin and I spent all our time together. Instead of doing her homework in her own room Monday afternoon, Arin brought her laptop to my room and sat on top of my bed, silently doing her work while I silently did mine at my desk. Three times, she asked if I could take a break, inviting me onto the bed so that she could wrap her arms around my neck and kiss me like there wasnotomorrow.

It was nice.

I didn’t paw at her breasts or otherwise attempt to initiate anything sexual, although I’ll admit to grabbing her ass quite a bit. We made out for about ten minutes at a time before returning to our work, and I have to admit it was the most enjoyable time I’d ever had while doing schoolwork. So the next day, we did the same. And the next day. And the next.

The dress code also slackened quite a bit around the house. Arin started Going bra-less as soon as classes ended, advertising her arousal with perky nipples that dented the front of her thin shirts. Bukky’s big tits needed a little more support, but she started skipping her bras every now and again as well as a way of teasing me while also advertising her intention to seduce me sooner than later. And don’t get me started on the way the girls stopped wearing trousers or shorts every now and again. Twice, Bukky didn’t even have panties on underneath her oversized shirts.

Even when not doing schoolwork, playing games, or watching television, Arin remained glued to my side. We ordered in-line skates and Arin asked me to teach her, which added almost an hour a day together. I stopped playing video games and had already stopped watching Pornny. She texted her friends butnolonger wasted hours chatting with them. Instead, we’d sit on the couch talking about ... Whatever. Or we’d cuddle in bed talking about ... Whatever. And if the conversation ever started to wind down, one of us would pucker up to start a new makeout session that would last until ... whenever.

Arin started saying “I love you” a lot more. I was happy to return the endearment, and initiated the phrase a few times myself. She al way s glowed whenever I did that. She also started getting a lot more touchy-feely around me. When watching television, she’d lean against my side and pull my arm around her shoulders or midsection. Bukky, of course, had already been doing so, so whenever the three of us were watching together I found myself happily in the middle of a cousin sandwich. In the kitchen, Arin started grabbing my ass as she passed behind me. Turnabout was fair play, so I happily did the same. Once, I even slid my hand into the back of her shorts and got a palmful of bare buttcheeks. Arin squealed, spun around, and slapped my hand. I immediately got nervous that I’d crossed a line, initiating a higher level of intimacy that she wasn’t comfortable with. But as soon as she got over the surprise, my little cousin turned around, thrust her ass at me, and intoned in a husky voice, “Do it again.”

Kissing me on the lips in greeting became commonplace, usually just a peck but sometimes more. One time on Tuesday, she walked into my bedroom, rolled my chair a way from my desk, climbed into my lap, and shoved her tongue into the back of my throat. I got so turned on that I grabbed her ass, stood up from the chair, and walked us over to my bed. We wound up hot and heavy in a makeout session on my bed, and she even grabbed my hand and shoved it up the inside of her shirt so I could handle her boobs. A minute later, my hands were in the back of her shorts, grabbing handfuls of ass while grinding my erection into her pelvis. But the moment my hand started wandering around to the front of her crotch, Arin abruptly tore her mouth a way from mine and rolled off the bed.


Staggering almost drunkenly to the open door way , she yelled at the top of her lungs, “Bukky!!! Get in here! Bukola!!!”

Thirty seconds later, our big cousin came racing into the room, eyes wide and darting around looking for danger. The use of her full first name had probably freaked her out. “What? What? What’s inappropriate?”

Still gasping, Arin pointed back at me and managed to grunt, “I need you to bang him. Otherwise I’m Going to bang him.”

Bukky snorted. Standing up straight and arching an eyebrow, she folded her arms across her chest and replied in a neutral tone, “Maybe I should stay right here then.”

“Bukky!!!“

Laughing, my big cousin started pulling her shirt off. “Fine, fine. Twist my arm, why dontcha.”

And that wasn’t the only time Arin called in her big cousin as a pressure release valve to “take care of me”. I’d pretty much stopped watching Pornny by this point, What with spending all my time with one cousin or the other. Arin kept me at a near-constant state of arousal from our frequent makeout sessions, and at least twice a day I would find myself badly in need of sexual relief.

not that I would Go ask Bukky to service me or anything like that. She was my cousin, and my older cousin at that. If SHE wanted me to come bang her, that was one thing, but I was never really the aggressor and would sometimes get wound up with pent-up horniness waiting for the next time my Gorgeous big cousin graciously allowed me to violate her nubile body.

Thankfully, Arin could usually sense when I was getting a little too wound up. Even though -I- would never ask Bukky for sex, Arin hadnoproblems either calling for our big cousin to come take care of me or yelling to Bukky that she was sending me to her.

Once though, on Thursday, of my own accord I walked into the big bathroom in our parents’ room while Bukky was taking a post-workout shower. Earlier that evening, Arin had climbed into my lap after we’d finished our latest gangling Joe video, holding my head in her hands and cramming her tongue into my mouth. She even went so far as to remove her tank top and sports bra, feeding her nipples to me while I suckled on them like a ravenous baby. Arin didn’t have Bukky’s massive mammaries, but her perfectly shaped B-cups were just so... perky ... and her nipples were super-sensitive, to the point that my feasting had her creaming so hard she nearly came.



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She even went so far as to remove her tank top and sports bra, feeding her nipples to me while I suckled on them like a ravenous baby.

Arin didn’t have Bukky’s massive mammaries, but her perfectly shaped B-cups were just so... perky ... and her nipples were super-sensitive, to the point that my feasting had her creaming so hard she nearly came.

I sensed that if I really wanted to, I could’ve banged Arin that night. She was so turned on that she would not have resisted me. But I knew better than to cross that line without prior approval. “Whatever you’re comfortable with” had become a familiar refrain, and I had done my best to let Arin lead the way . Tearing my mouth a way from hers, I dumped her onto the couch cushion beside me and quickly stalked a way to Go upstairs.

Bukky saw me enter through the transparent glass doors, took one look at the expression on my face, and beckoned me inside. But the animal inside me had already gone wild, and instead I yanked my big cousin out of the shower, planted her flat on her back on the carpeted floor of our parents’ room, and slammed my meat sausage into her cunt in a single thrust. My big cousin didn’t cum that time - I basically rabbit-banged her until I pulled out and blew my load all over her tits and face, not that she minded. Bukky pulled me into the still-running shower, we both cleaned up, and then we went back to her bedroom so I could make it up to her.

An hour later, Arin fell asleep with me spooned up behind her, my left hand extended across the mattress beneath her pillow and my right arm hugging her closely. She’d pulled my right hand beneath her pajama top so that I cupped her left breast in my palm. We both were happy.

“you’re smirking,” I commented with a scowl on my face.

“Because I’ve got you right where I want you.” Arin replied confidently.

“I’m not in check yet.”

“Emphasis on the word ‘yet’.”

I sighed, surveying my options. She’d caught me in a trap, her knight in position to take either my queen or my rook. I couldn’t save both of them, so the obvious move was to get my queen out of danger, accept that she’d take my rook, and plan accordingly. Ordinarily I would have done just that, except for Arin’s damn smirk.

I knew her, knew the way she played. She didn’t have a great poker face, which told me she was smirking because she had seen something I hadn’t noticed yet. Somehow I knew, just knew, that if I saved my queen and gave her the rook, it would somehow lead to my final defeat.

I really didn’t want to lose. It was a Saturday evening, and Arin and I were winding down the last part of our day.

We’d already done our workout and showered, the plan was to Go to bed after this, and I didn’t want the sour taste of defeat in my mouth while trying to sleep.



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it would somehow lead to my final defeat.

I really didn’t want to lose. It was a Saturday evening, and Arin and I were winding down the last part of our day. We’d already done our workout and showered, the plan was to Go to bed after this, and I didn’t want the sour taste of defeat in my mouth while trying to sleep.

And yet, I couldn’t sacrifice the queen so easily. So I stared at the board, rubbed my chin, and stared at the board some more, trying to figure out What the hell she was Going to do.

“Tick, tock, tick, tock.”

“Gimme a minute.”

“I’ve given you five minutes already. Maybe we should start playing with a clock.”

“Hang on, hang on.”

“Time to put up or shut up.”

“Arin.”

My little cousin sighed. “I’ll give you thirty seconds to make your move or I won’t let you hold my breast as we fall asleep.”

I blinked twice and promptly saved my queen.

Arin laughed and made her next move. two minutes later, she checkmated me.

Growling, I rolled my eyes and started resetting the board. “Another round?”

“didn’t we say we were Going to bed after this?”

I lowered my eyelids and growled. “Another round.”

“Sure, fine.” She was smirking again. “Hey, does this mean I can now threaten to withhold sexual stuff in order to get you to do things for me?”

“We’re not really doing ‘sexual stuff’ yet,” I pointed out, complete with finger air quotes. “Other than the boob thing, you’d have to threaten to stop ... What ... cuddling with me at night? Kissing on my bed during homework breaks? Grabbing your ass in the kitchen? all of those things I think would hurt you just as much as hurt me, if not more.”

Arin’s eyes flashed something dangerous, and she intoned quietly, “Maybe I should give you another Mouth Gig, just so I have something to ‘take a way ’.”

I blinked twice but managed a lopsided grin. “that’s an interesting hypothesis. I think we need to conduct further experiments in order to draw viable conclusions.”

My cousin reached across the board and shoved me in the shoulder, chuckling and shaking her head.

I looked up into the corner of the room, grasped my chin, and pretended to be deep in thought. “Or perhaps, -I- should attempt to withhold certain privileges you have recently exploited upon my humble personage. For example, I could start to lock my bedroom door and make you sleep alone again.”

“Stop it.”


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I looked up into the corner of the room, grasped my chin, and pretended to be deep in thought. “Or perhaps, -I- should attempt to withhold certain privileges you have recently exploited upon my humble personage. For example, I could start to lock my bedroom door and make you sleep alone again.”

“Stop it.”

“I could stop doing our wonderful makeout sessions and you can Go back to sending underwear Snapchats to random guys in a desperate plea for attention.”

“stop it!”

“And you did say you still had a boyfriend. Maybe you should start having the media platform sex with him--”

“stop IT!”

“--because I can al way s just Go to Bukky knowing that SHE will put out for--”

“I said stop it!” Arin actually threw a pawn at my face, and it bounced off my forehead.

Still laughing to myself, I finally turned to face my little cousin and found that she was not laughing. Her eyes were moist, and she looked genuinely hurt. My jaw dropped, and confused, I started to mutter an apology, but Arin quickly stood up and walked a way , wiping her eyes as she went. A moment later, her thundering steps echoed down the hall way as she practically raced up the stairs, shortly followed by the sound of her bedroom door slamming shut.


A minute later, Bukky came into the room and folded her arms across her chest. “What the hell did you do?”

I blinked and raised my hands, palms up. “I don’t know!”

Arching an eyebrow, Bukky did a quick survey of the room and then nudged the chessboard on the coffee table while taking a seat in the wing chair recently been vacated by our little cousin. I still sat on the couch. “Well I’m pretty sure she’s not mad over losing a game, so I’ll repeat: What the hell did you DO?”

Grimacing, I told her the story about Arin threatening to withhold sexual stuff in order to get me to do her bidding, followed by my joking around that I’d do the same.

Bukky leveled her eyes at me. “But did she seem to get that you were joking?”

I grimaced again. “Apparently not.”

Bukky sighed, kicked her feet up onto the coffee table, and shook her head. She looked thoughtful for a moment, then blinked and gave me a serious look. “When are you Going to sleep with her?”

I furrowed my eyebrows, not understanding. “We’ve slept together every night this week.”

“I mean banging,” she stated plainly.

I pursed my lips, leaned back in my chair, and shrugged my shoulders. “I havenoidea. Maybe never. I think Arin’s still hung up on the incest part, to be honest, and as much as she may want to, she can’t quite wrap her head around crossing that line with her big brother.”

“That’s not it,” Bukky disagreed, shaking her head. “We’ve talked, a little. I don’t spend nearly as much time with her as you do, but we’ve talked. It’s not the incest thing. If it were, she wouldn’t have blown you Sunday night, or been doing everything else the two of you have been doing the whole week.”

“Maybe’s she’s just not ready.” I shrugged again, pondering, but then suddenly jerked upright. “Wait a minute. you don’t think Arin is a ... a...”

Bukky arched an eyebrow, guessing where I was Going with this. “A virgin?no way .”

“What else could it be? She IS a teenager.”

“She’s a senior. High school seniors that look gorgeous aren’t virgins.” Bukky rolled her eyes.

“How do you know? Neither of us has been home for the past two years, pre-pandemic. We don’t know What she has or hasn’t been doing while we were Gone.”

“She’s got a boyfriend,” Bukky pointed out. “And high school senior boys don’t stick around to stay boyfriends if their girlfriend isn’t putting out.”

I arched an eyebrow and said sarcastically, “you mean the way Arin’s boyfriend calls her all the time and drives by the house every few days just so he can see the love of his life through the window? that boyfriend?”



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I arched an eyebrow and said sarcastically, “you mean the way Arin’s boyfriend calls her all the time and drives by the house every few days just so he can see the love of his life through the window? that boyfriend?”

Bukky frowned and thought about that. “Okay you may have a point...”

“Look, I’m not saying she is a virgin. It does make sense that she would’ve lost her cherry at some point in the last couple of years.” I shrugged. “I’m just saying, it would explain a lot about her hesitation, that’s all.”

Bukky pursed her lips and mused on that, only now considering it as a real possibility. “Well...” she began. “I suppose it would. But then that would mean...”

Her voice trailed off as she suddenly looked up at the ceiling in the vague direction of Arin’s bedroom. She blinked twice, shook her head quite viGorously in the negative, but then her expression softened as she seemed to re-consider her own thoughts. Blinking twice again, she stared off into space for a moment, and at last turned her attention to me.

I expected her to say something. She didn’t. Bukky just continued to stare at me, and the silence went on long enough that I started to get nervous.

But finally, she spoke. “I love you,” she stated rather robotically.

I arched an eyebrow, not understanding, but I readily replied, “I love you, too.”

Leaning forward, Bukky put her elbows on her knees and frowned before repeating, this time a little more seriously, “I love you.”

I popped both eyebrows, feeling very much like a lab rat under a microscope. But I took a deep breath, thought about everything I felt for my big cousin (including but not limited to the amazing sex), and replied quite warmly, “I love you too, Bukky.”

Bukky suddenly slapped her hands together and actually pointed at me. “My goodness! It makes perfect sense!” She sat up straight and grinned widely. I could practically see the light bulb that had Gone off above her head.

I blinked, not understanding. “What?”

My cousin got out of the wing chair and came to sit beside me on the couch. Placing her hand on my leg, she enthused like a giggling schoolgirl, “Arin’s in love with you!”

I jerked my head back. “What?”

“Well, infatuated at the very least. It makes total sense! She said you had no idea how long she’s been fantasizing about banging you. I’m guessing she was crushing on her big brother even before you went to college. She snuck into your room to check out your package. And when she found out you were banging me, she didn’t have any issues with the incest. Her instinctive first question was to ask what sex felt like!”




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I jerked my head back. “What?”

“Well, infatuated at the very least. It makes total sense! She said you had no idea how long she’s been fantasizing about banging you. I’m guessing she was crushing on her big brother even before you went to college. She snuck into your room to check out your package. And when she found out you were banging me, she didn’t have any issues with the incest. Her instinctive first question was to ask What sex felt like!”

I frowned. “Everything you just said points to Arin wanting to have sex with me. She’s a Hot teenager trapped in a house where I’m the only human being with a penis.”

“That’s What -I- thought.” Bukky shook her head. “But then how else do you explain this entire week? all the cuddling and the make-out sessions and the way she’ll randomly hold your hand at the dining table. Think about it! you two are basically having a high school romance right now! But really, it’s the ‘I love you’ that cinches it for me. I mean, I love you squirt, I really do. But I’m not IN love with you. There’s a difference in the way I say it versus the way she been saying it for the past week. Arin’s in love with you. AND she’s a virgin.”

Now it was my turn to exclaim, “My goodness!”

“Dude! you have to go up there!”

“What, now?”

“Yes, now!”

“And do What?”

“Go up there and bang her! Wait, I mean...” Bukky closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and stated a little more primly. “you need to Go make love to her.”

I scooted a foot a way from my big cousin on the couch and held up my index finger between us. “Wait ... wait...” I stalled. “you can’t be serious.”


“Of course I’m serious.”

“She’s mad at me right now.”

“Make-up sex is the best.”

“She’s a virgin.”

“Who wants you to be her first.”

“If she wanted that, she could’ve had me anytime.”

“Exactly. that’s What proves she’s a virgin. If she’d already been having sex with other boys, she wouldn’t have waited this long to bang you. She wants you. She’s stated plainly that she wants you. But this is her cherry. She’s held onto it this long, and as much as she loves you and has been fantasizing about you and wants you to just hold her down and bang the ever-living goodness out of her, she’s a nervous teenage virgin who hasn’t been able to take that big step on her own.”

“I can’t do that. I’m the big brother. I promised I’d only do Whatever she’s comfortable with. Well this is the thing I can’t do first.”




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