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"Fuck," a thick rope of cum shot onto Trey's ipad, coating the glow of the ecchi comic he was reading. He groaned at the feeling, burning the comic into his brain.
As he came down from his lustful high, he looked over the mess he left on his bed. "Dammit." He sighed and grabbed his phone off his desk, snapping a picture of his tribute and sending it in a couple discord channels.
Trey usually found himself making messes like this. His sister, Claire was a weakness of his, and much to his chagrin, she always wanted to spend time with him. Because of that, Trey found himself unbearably horny at least a couple times every day, and that inevitably led to the clean up.
He always hated the clean up.
Trey threw on his clothes - boxers, some sweats, a graphic tee, and his favorite jacket - and started to strip the bed, cursing under his breath. He took a moment to wipe his iPad off with a pillow case before heading downstairs to the laundry room.
Loading his sheets into the washing machine, Trey was caught off guard by the familiar, squeaky voice of his little sister.
"Heyyyyy, broski, broseph, brotesta, whatcha doing?" Claire burst into the laundry room with little care for much else.
Trey jumped, "Jesus fucking Christ Claire, you can't just sneak up on me you're gonna give me a fucking heart attack."
The ten year old rolled her eyes, leaning get shoulder against the door frame. "Oh, whatever 'Trey of food'. You love every moment I'm around."
"Yeah but-"
"Besides, I need your help with this game." She smirked, moving closer and playfully standing on her toes in front of him.
Trey sighed, she wasn't wrong that he loved when she was around, "what game?"
"Bittle Battles. There's this boss I can't fucking beat."
"Language," Trey cut her off. He knew he was a hypocrite but he didn't like the idea of Claire cussing like that. She was his baby sister after all. "And what do I get in return?"
"Ummmmmmm" Claire thought long and hard, "How about a kiss?"
"That's what you always give me," Trey loaded the last of his laundry, pouring in some detergent and starting it.
"Yeah but you never complain," she stuck out her tongue, a sly smirk stretched across her face.
Fuck, she looks cute.
"Yeah, fine." Trey walked past her, heading back upstairs to the game room, Claire in tow.
"I've tried like a thousand times and he just won't die. I can't figure out what I'm doing wrong!"
"Well, let's see," Trey sat down on the floor, picking up the controller and reminding himself of the controls. "Oh yeah, this boss is dumb."
"I know! Like I said i-"
"He's got this weak spot that the developers didn't make obvious at all, watch." Trey masterfully approaches, punching the boss under its foot and watching its health bar drop by a quarter. "See? Just do it like that."
He paused. Claire wore an amazed face, "wow! You're so smart, Trey." She said in a flirty tone before bringing her lips to treys cheek.
Trey blushed bright red and handed the controller back to her. "Here, you try."
Claire took the controller and did her best to copy her brother's movements. It took her a bit longer, but eventually she hit him. "Got him!" She had a short celebration but focused in again, finally bringing down the boss that had taken a chunk of her day. "Yes!" She threw the controller down, not bothering to watch the cutscene, before dancing around the room in a giddy jig.
"Nice job, Claire bear." Trey smiled, he loved seeing her happy.
Clair jumped in his lap, throwing her arms around him and squeezing him close, "thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Trey froze. His sister was sitting in his lap. After the kiss, he was already trying to hold back a boner, but with Claire in his lap it was impossible to hold back. He was sure she noticed, there was no way she didn't.
Claire thought for a moment, "hey, Trey. Wanna play 1 v 1?" Her voice shifted, turning from her excited voice to one with more suave, one more floaty than before.
"Uh sure," Trey agreed before even processing what she asked, his mind was somewhere else right now.
"Okay!" Claire got up and hooked up another controller, handing player 1 to her brother. She sat next to him, shoulders touching as Trey set up a multiplayer game, still thinking about her small body pressed up against him.
"Hey, wanna make a bet?"
Trey eyed her suspiciously, "what kind of bet."
"Nothing too crazy. Loser has to give the winner a kiss!"
"That's a stupid bet."
"Aww come on!" She put her head on his shoulder, "what are you, chicken? Bok bok bok!"
Trey rolled his eyes, "ugh, fine." God she's annoying.
"Yay! I'll win for sure!"
The game started, and didn't last long. In only a few moments, Claire's lives went down to two, then one, then zero.
"Aw no fair!" Claire complained, "I couldn't even get a single hit in!"
"Just gotta get good, I guess." Trey teased.
"Let's go again! I'll win next time!"
"Sure, but first," he held out his cheek to her, a dumb smirk on his face, "go on loser."
Claire rolled her eyes. As she was leaning in to give him a kiss, she got a devilish idea. The 10 year old reached out her hands, grabbing her brothers face and pulling him into a kiss, right on the lips.
It lingered a moment.
Then she pulled away.
"What the fuck, Claire?!" Trey stared at his sister, who was turning back to the TV and starting a new game.
Before Trey even knew what was happening, Claire had snuck up and got one kill on him, "ha! Take that!"
What a brat. Trey tried to focus in on the game, but thoughts creeped into his head. Why the hell would she do that? Does she actually want me to... Doesn't she know that she shouldn't be doing that shit with her brother? I mean I know i-
"YES!" Claire exclaimed, getting another kill, ticking Trey's lives down one more.
"Fuck," Trey leaned forward, eyes fixed on the game. He pressed his intrusive thoughts out, focusing on his movements. Eventually, getting a kill against Claire. "Back on track." He smirked.
Claire growled, trying to focus herself, but finding it hard. Then she thought for a moment, and a large smirk spread across her pink lips.
She scooted closer to her brother, a leg going up over his leg.
"What the hell are you doing?" Trey tried to push her leg off, also trying to not lose focus.
Claire pushed harder, casually wiggling herself up almost completely onto her brother's lap.
"Claire fucking stop!" But his protests came too late. Before he could push her off, she had already taken his last life, netting her the win.
Claire jumped up, a satisfied smile on her face as she did a little dance.
Trey threw down the controller with a bang . "Claire what the FUCK?!"
Claire winced at his reaction, her smirk remaining, but her eyes showed her fear in utter betrayal.
"What the hell was that? Crawling onto my lap!"
"I just... Wanted to win." Claire didn't see anything wrong with what she did.
"By fucking grinding on me and shit?!" He stood up to tower over her, "that's fucked up!"
Claire blushed, "I- I'm sorry."
"You fucking should be! You can't fucking do that! Especially to a guy! You never know what they could do!"
"B-but you're my broth-"
"Yeah well what if I wasn't huh?"
Claire was quiet for a moment, not liking the idea of him not being her brother. "Can... I still get my reward?"
"What?" Trey had forgotten all about the bet."
"My um... My kiss..."
Trey sighed and grumbled, "yeah fine, fucking whatever." He walked over to her as she presented him with her cheek in a Vanna White style.
Trey stopped short, "that's not the kiss I got."
Claire blushed, "oh... That was just-"
"The reward, wasn't it?" Trey smirked, "was a kiss on the lips."
Claire shyly looked down before nodding. Her face lifted and she pursed her lips and closed her eyes towards her brother.
Trey moved his face to hers, giving her a soft, sweet kiss.
Claire was taken aback by how gentle her brother was.
Trey was blown away with how good this felt. His sisters sweet scent filled his nostrils and he parted his lips, deepening their kiss and wrapping his arms around Claire's waist.
Claire responded in kind, her arms stretching over her brother's shoulders.
And that was the last time Claire was comfortable.
Trey, lost in the heat of the moment, pressed his tongue into Claire's mouth, causing her to jump and "eep!" Trey didn't stop though. His hands ran across her back.
Claire pulled her arms apart, pressing them against her brother's shoulders to try to get some air, but he wasn't letting go, and she wasn't strong enough to push away.
"Trey, stop!" She tried to say, but over his kisses it just sounded like a jumbled mess.
Trey was annoyed, lost in the moment, and ready to take what he wanted. He fought back against his sister, roughly holding her in place as his lips and tongue sloppily ran along her unwilling face.
In a desperate attempt to escape, Claire dropped to the ground, turning to escape but tripping over the controller on the ground.
She hit the ground with a thud and Trey wasn't about to let the moment go to waste.
He approached her quickly, not giving her a chance to escape as he sat on her ass.
"Trey! Stop! No!"
Trey didn't listen, or even acknowledge Claire's struggles, only caring about one thing. His hands wrestled with his sister's clothes, easily pulling them down despite her protests.
"Trey, what are you doing!" Claire sounded panicked, but her brother didn't care.
"Just hold still Claire bear." Trey pulled his sweats and boxers down in one movement.
Claire stopped for a moment to see Trey's cock, standing at attention for her. Then she panicked even more, trying to escape.
Trey pulled Claire's panties to the side, rubbing his large finger over her hole.
"That feel good?" Trey asked, "you like my fingers on your slutty hole?"
"Trey, what the fuck! Ah!" She moaned in pain as Trey's finger pushed into her cunny.
"Watch your language!" He started to finger her roughly, not giving her a chance to rest before pushing a second finger in, "I just gotta stretch you out."
"For what, what the fuck are you doing?" Claire was terrified, and didn't want whatever he was doing. "Stop it! It hurts!"
"I told you to watch your language!" Trey swung his free hand, slamming his palm across his sisters face. "Look what you made me do."
Claire elected to keep quiet, her stinging face was enough to convince her that was the best option. She still struggled, but she knew she wouldn't be strong enough to push him off.
"There's a good girl, just stay quiet. I'll make sure you feel good." Trey pulled out his fingers, bringing them to his nose and taking a big whiff. "Fuck, you smell like an angel."
He rubs his juices against his cock, and as he did Claire realized his intentions.
"Wait no no nonono. Stop!" Claire fought harder, managing to push her brother off, but not enough to get away in time. She tried to crawl but Trey grabbed her ankle, giving her rug burn as he dragged her across the carpet. "Trey please please stop!"
"I said," Trey curled his hand into a fist and slammed it against her arm again and again, "shut! The fuck! Up!"
The bone snapped under his fist and Claire cried out in pain. Her other arm quickly moved to cradle it. There was no escape, she could only endure this.
Trey flipped Claire back over, making her cry out again as her shoulder hit the ground. "Now be a good girl and just lay there." Trey lined up his cock with her opening, barely giving her warning before pressing in. The feeling stung a bit, but it hurt Claire so much more.
She screamed. Louder than she ever has before. It hurt Trey's ears but he didn't care, the feeling of his sisters cunny surrounding his rod drowned out all of his other senses. He was finally getting exactly what he wanted.
He started moving his hips back and forth, pumping his cock into his sisters hole. A bit of blood stained his cock but it didn't deter him. If anything, it only encouraged him to go harder.
Claire cried, her tears wetting the carpet around her face, as her little body was used by her brother. She thought she trusted him. She thought she knew him. But she was wrong. He's just a monster.
Trey continued getting faster, fucking his little sister into the floor. He let out a primal grunt here and there but beyond that he was focused.
Claire couldn't hold it back. Her body tightened, squeezing Trey's cock inside her as she was forced into an orgasm.
The feeling threw Trey over the edge. Cum spilled out of his cock and into his sister's unwilling womb. The world melted around him, getting darker with every shot of cum.
The realization dawned on him. He had fucked up.
Claire sobbed on the ground.
Trey reached out, but he couldn't touch her. The world fell away.
"Claire. Oh God." He stood up, finding himself alone, "I'm sorry! Fuck!"
Trey shot awake, terror in his eyes.
"Heyyy broski, broseph, brotesta!" Claire was standing at his door, looking him over, "nightmare?"
It took a moment for Trey to regain his bearings. "Uh... Yeah, you could say that."
Thank God, it wasn't real.
"Hey, moms got pancakes downstairs if you want some. Got her to try some of those cool shaped ones." She stands tall, proud of her supposed accomplishment.
"Uh, yeah I'll be right down."
"Okayyy, but don't wait too long!" She turns to head down the hallway, "mom says I can't eat until you come down!"
Trey laughed.
Fuck, that's the last time I smoke before bed.