Incest Boy

A weekend quiet in the house alone
As TV's blue glow clicks to dark.
The parents' vacation blots the week.
Adolescent mind searches for lark.

Sister's out, jumping bar with friends.
Secrets abound as she's come of age.
Her room is his, if time allows.
Up the stairs to the bird's hidden cage.

With aplomb, he fiddles with "her stuff" -
Lipsticks, brushes, and fine perfumes smell.
But ho, look at this, her lingerie drawer.
What stories these lace garments could tell.

He rustles and sacks, looking for sins.
Panties, brassieres, camis - he indulges
Until at the back, he pulls up a gem.
A vibrator, quite real. "How obscene it bulges."

A click to the tingle makes him wonder aloud.
"What sexual dreams has my sister had?"
He touches his chest, rolling down his pants
And imagines her here, being so bad.

She'd pump her pussy, hotly in and out
Pretending a cock was hers to own.
His hand holds the wand beneath his balls
As he strokes his rod there, all alone.

But quiet by the door, eyes watch him play -
Fingering her clit, her breaths come quick
As he pants and he grunts and his fingers pump,
Picturing hot sister, who's sucking his dick.

She'd found him half-naked and wanted to yell.
"Get out of my room! Get out of my stuff!"
But seeing his cock made her tingly wet.
Two fingers inside would not be enough.

She pulls off her clothes and enters the room.
Her brother's cock glistens so stiff and hard
She sits on it quick, pumping down then up
Before his shocked body can raise its guard.

The look on his face is priceless as they
Delve into eyes for answers not hidden.
For lust fills their hearts and hands grab their hips
As she fucks him hard to show he's well-ridden.

Her tits in his face, so he bites down the nipples.
A cry from her lips sends the shock to her clit.
As gooseflesh climbs quickly up to her neck,
She squeezes her pussy to make his cock spit.

Wonder of wonders, a dream has come true.
His sister's sheath, so slick, so refined -
As the brother thrusts, his balls how quite blue.
He knew right away, he'd found the best hind.

Too quickly their cries reach a fervent peak
As fluids erupt in wild, sex-driven rain.
Humbly, they speak into sibling eyes,
"Do you think we could try this position again?"