Colin's Fault

Note: this story is completely fictional! Never try to do it in real live!

Dean held my hand. “Come on Lex!” he whispered. “They don’t bite!” Dean’s friends had always scared me. They were all three years older, and no matter how hard I tried, they never seemed to like me.

“Dean,” I said. “I don’t want to be here.” He looked at me, his face dimming.
“Fine, we’ll leave soon. But please, just try to have fun!” I smiled weakly and followed him down to his best friend Colin’s basement.
“Hey Lex, Dean,” Colin’s voice could be heard above all the chatter. Everyone quieted down. Lexi was here. Yes, Dean had brought his little sister again.
“Dean!” I whispered. “No one wants me here!”
“Don’t be silly!” he laughed. “They’ll love you, just loosen up!” I tried really hard to lighten up. So what that all my brothers friends were three years older? So what that most of the guys were gorgeous and looking at me like I was trash? And so what if the girls were looking at me like that too?
“Dean, look how their looking at me! I’m to young, I’m to ugly!” I said once we’d sat down.
“You’re gorgeous,” I heard over my shoulder, but it wasn’t Dean speaking to me. I spun around, to find Colin looking at me with a huge grin on his face.
“Your just saying that to be nice!” I said. “Because if you don’t, Dean will get mad.”
“I wouldn’t say that so Dean wouldn’t get mad. God, I’ve told him I’ve wanted to fuck half his girlfriends, and he’s been fucking pissed at me, so if he hears I think your hot, god, you’re his sister, he’d kill me.” I blinked. Was I hearing right? So Colin thought I was hot.
“I feel too young to be here,” I said again. But before Colin could answer, I heard Dean whispering in my ear.
“Then we’ll go. Jason just told me he brought date rape, and I don’t want you getting mixed up in that. Sorry Colin, we’re out.” Colin lifted his hand and my brother and he did some weird handshake they’d done since they were 13. I shivered. Date Rape. God, I don’t want to get raped for my first time. Dean took my hand and stood up. “Goodnight all!” he said, with a wave. “Sorry we can’t stay longer.” With that, we left.

“Dean?” I asked on the car ride home.
“Yeah Lex?” His eyes watched the road, and his face was hard.
“Um, have you ever… well you know?” I could just come out and ask my older brother if he’d ever fucked a girl.
“No, I dunno what you mean.”
“Have you ever had, uh, have you and your girlfriends?” That was all I could get out. We pulled up to a stop sign and he looked at me. His gray eyes staring right at me, and his features were hard. That date rape thing must have really scared him.
“Have I ever had sex with my girlfriends?” I nodded. “Well, I don’t see how that’s any of your business, but yes.” My eyes widened. I know that I shouldn’t have been surprised, he was nineteen after all. “Why do you ask?”
“Well, because tonight, Colin said I was hot,” I looked at him. We were still stopped at the same street corner. But Dean didn’t say anything, although his face darkened. “Then he said how he’d told you he’d wanted to fuck some of your girlfriends, and I was just thinking… maybe he’d,” told you he’d wanted to fuck me. Was what I was trying to say. “Told you, he, um, never mind.”
“No, not never mind,” Dean had twisted around in his seat so he was fully facing me. One arm was slung over the steering wheel; the other was on my knee. “Has he ever told me he wanted to fuck you?” I nodded amazed he knew what I was thinking. “Almost every time he sees you.” His hand gave my knee a pat, and he looked as though he wanted to say something more, but didn’t.

When we got home, I ran up to my room, and crashed on my bed. I could hear Dean downstairs putting his keys down, and turning the TV on. Why was I feeling like such a baby? My brother’s best friend wanted to fuck me! I should have been happy. But instead, I felt bad. I felt like a baby. How long had Dean been having sex with his girlfriends? How long had Colin been having sex? And here I was 18 years old, with no boyfriend and still a virgin.
My parents were out of town, god knows where, their always gone. Dean and I were used to fending for ourselves, and we were used to know rules, so when Dean told me I should go to bed, I didn’t know what to say. I was bored being in my room, so I went downstairs to watch TV with Dean. I had changed into my pajamas, which were a pair of my ex boyfriends boxers (rolled up to a little higher than mid thigh) and a sports bra. My tanned and flat stomach was something I didn’t mind showing. I walked downstairs and into the den. Dean’s back was to the door, but he was facing the TV. I heard something rustle, but then he turned around, as if he’d heard me.
“Lex!” he said, as if he were surprised. “Its two AM go to bed.” I shook my head.
“I’m not tired.”
“Go to bed.” He said. When he wanted to, he could be demanding. I put my hands on my hips and leaned to one side.
“Dean, I want to talk to you.”
“In the morning.”
“No. Now.”
“In the morning.”
“Dean!” I yelled. I didn’t like being bossed around. He stood up, and walked until he was right in front of me.
“Lexi, look,” I felt something press against my leg, but didn’t have enough space between his chest and my head to look down to see what it was. “I don’t want you up right now.”
“I don’t care.” I said. “I want to talk to you.” I felt another bump as Dean leaned in closer to me.
“Listen, what Colin wants has nothing to do with what will happen, OK?” I shook my head.
“But I want it to happen! Dean I’m sixteen and I’m still a virgin! How old were you when you first fucked a girl?! I want a dick in my pussy! God, sucking them doesn’t do it for me! I want it in me! What’s with all these 18 year old guys that make you suck them, but don’t touch you?!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. Dean’s eyes widened. He stepped back, placing his hands on my shoulders.

“Your still a virgin?” I nodded. He smiled broadly and hugged me to his chest.
“Dean! Stop!”
“Sorry Lex, god! You’re still a virgin!” He pushed me away from him, looking me straight in the eyes, no longer smiling. He leaned forward and kissed me, hard on the lips. I squealed, not expecting it. Slowly his tongue parted my lips as it probed, deeper and deeper into my mouth.
“Dean!” I said, as I pulled away. “Stop, that’s wrong!” But it felt so right. He didn’t say anything, just leaned forward and kissed me again. This time I didn’t pull back, he just tasted so good, so right. His hands felt their way up my waist, and up my back. They curled around to the front so he was massaging my tits. I moaned and let my hands fall to his chest. He was breathing hard, but kept kissing and massaging, and massaging well.

“Take off the bra,” he said, out of breath. I did as I was told.
“Take off your shirt,” I said, and he did as well. I sucked in breath at the sight of my brother, just as he did to me. We hadn’t seen each other bare chested in a while. He was built, and had a little trail of hair leading down from this navel. The hair was light, like the hair on his head, a light brown. His flat stomach was almost as tan as mine was.

He sat down on the couch, pulling me so I startled his knees; he brought his head forward, and started kissing my now hard nipples. I could feel myself starting to get wet. While he sucked and kissed one nipple, he tweaked the other with his hand. Soon my back was arching lifting my nipples up to his mouth, and I was moaning loudly.
“Don’t cum,” he said. Pulling away from my nipples, he slid my body down his legs until my now hot cunt was feeling his rock hard dick through his jeans and my boxers. I started rubbing up and down through the fabric. He moaned softly.

“Oh god, Lex,” he said as he kissed my neck. “Suck me! Please!” his voice was urgent, so I knelt on the floor before him, as he unzipped his jeans and pulled them off. I gasped again. As he pulled his own boxers away from his dick, I saw the biggest hardest cock I’d ever seen. It was a good 9” long by 4” around. I brought my head to it, trying hard not to take it all down in one gulp; I started to lightly lick the head. The pre-cum that oozed from the tip was salty.
“Oooooh, baby!” Dean said, placing his hands in my hair, and rubbing my head. He wasn’t forcing me to his cock, so I went slowly. Licking one side of the shaft, then the other. When I got to his balls, I took them in my mouth, slowly sucking each one. When I felt them tighten a little, I when back to the shaft licking. When his hands started to press my head a little, I took his whole dick into my mouth. I gagged as it went down, but slowly I started licking and moving. As he face fucked me, I reached down my underwear and fingered my clit lightly.
“JESUS!” Dean said. “Stop! I don’t want to cum yet! I want to cum in you!” I stopped quickly letting him pull his dick from my mouth. With strength, I didn’t know he had, Dean lifted me up off the floor, and placed me on the couch. He pulled my boxers off, and stood back to admire my shaved pussy. “Wow,” he whispered. “Jesus, you are so gorgeous!” I giggled.

He straddled my hips, still sitting up so that his dick wasn’t in me yet. “I love you,” he whispered. “I’m glad I’m your first.” I reached up and pulled his head down to me so I could kiss him. He lay down on top of me and slowly guided his dick to my pussy lips. He ran it up and down my slit to get it wet, then slowly and lightly he pushed into me. My cunt was tight around this huge cock, and I felt like I would rip in half, but I just bit my bottom lip as he pumped the whole nine inches into me.

“You OK baby?” my eyes were filled with tears at the pain, but I nodded and slowly he pulled out.
“NO!” I yelled. He laughed softly.
“I’m coming back!” he said. And with that, he drove his dick deep into me. I let out a scream, but he kept going, faster and faster. Soon it was no longer painful and I started to moan in pleasure as his big dick filled me.
“Oh baby, you feel so good! You’re so tight!” He was moving much faster now and I knew we were both near Cumming. My breath was coming faster and faster and I locked my legs around him hold him to me as I shook violently with the best orgasm of my life. He came right after me; I could feel his spurts as he let his seed out deep in me.

When we were both done, we lay there, with him still in me.
“Thank you,” I said. “I love you too!”