My Sister Made Me Ch. 08

With one hand on his shoulder, she fumbled with her panties for a second before he sighed and reached down to assist. With a few quick movements, he yanked her underwear up and onto her waist, which caused her to giggle and pull a wedgie out of her crack. She sat back on the bed then, and reached for the shirt he'd given her, slipping it on.

"I'm out," he said, waving.

She didn't respond, sliding back into bed and laying down. He left the room and walked toward his but knew that something was bothering her. He turned to go and see if she was okay, but then shook his head and knew that if she needed him, she knew where he was. He piled back into his bed and didn't even bother to cover up before closing his eyes and trying to go back to sleep. A few minutes later, he heard the telltale sound of feet on the wooden floor, padding quietly toward his room.

"Dane?" she called out softly.

He turned over, peering at the door groggily. "Hmm?" he asked.

She stepped in and closed it behind her. "Can we talk?" she asked. This was a new one. She'd rarely needed anything from anyone, let alone her big brother.

"Of course," he said, sitting up.

She shook her head. "I know it's been a couple of years, but can we snugglebug?"

He chuckled. "It's been like ten years, Samantha," he said, "and, of course we can."

She grinned widely.

Snugglebug was something that he used to say when they were kids, and she wanted someone bigger to snuggle with when she was feeling lonely or sad. She'd gotten close to Dane, but it was always just sleeping or laying quietly. They rarely talked or even commented on it.

Usually, she would lay in front and he would drape his arm over her, and the two would fall asleep; that was what he assumed was going to happen today. Eventually around about the time he started getting random boners, things got weird and he stopped allowing snugglebug time.

She waved him over as he slid back to allow her room, his arm under her pillow. She smiled, laying down on the proffered arm/pillow and pulled the cover over them.

"Too hot," he complained.

"Too cold," she replied, "Plus the monsters can't get us under here."

He chuckled, drawing her close. In times past, conversation would stop here and they would immediately try to fall asleep.

"Can I talk to you about something?" she asked.

He was quiet for a second, a little surprised that she would ask him and not Toni or Alex.

"Always," he said, nuzzling the back of her head and inhaling the aroma of her shampoo. He kept his crotch a safe distance from her, lest his cock get any bright ideas of its own. "What's up?"

She sighed, and then surprised him by reaching back and pulling them together at the waist. "You have to snugglebug correctly or it feels weird," she said.

"Sorry," he said, smirking.

She settled down then and fell quiet for a while, gathering her thoughts, he supposed.

"So, I had sex with Keith today," she said, dropping the bomb.

He was taken aback by the statement, much less by the reasoning that she'd come to for sharing it with him. He couldn't respond.

"I mean, I thought I was over things, you know?" she asked.

Dane then realized that this was one of those times that he shouldn't speak and fell silent.

She sighed deeply and continued. "I mean, we've heard that Pastor Dickhead has gone missing or is dead or something, and I've been doing well otherwise. I mean, I'm still furious at him, and at myself for being naive, but I've been so content and happy lately. I thought I was ready. Of course, I apparently wasn't judging by the break down I had with the poor guy in the diner."

Dane wasn't following. "Sam, I'm happy to listen, but you're going to have to explain what happened."

She snickered quietly. "I'm sorry," she said. "Like I said, I had sex with Keith. I mean, I woke up feeling great and feeling kinda... well, horny," she admitted. "I figured why not start this new "me" feeling by crossing some boundaries and getting the question of when will I have sex out of the way. I dunno," she said. "I guess I thought it might answer some question as to why he did what he did," she said.

He sighed, wishing he knew what to say.

"I mean, I enjoyed it, don't get me wrong. And, Keith was a perfect gentleman, but it was what I was doing afterward that kind of baffles me."

He raised an eyebrow but didn't speak.

"I mean, we finished having sex and both took showers, so I made him take me to a restaurant. He always chooses that burger joint he loves so much, so we went there. The last time we were there was when I was under Pastor Dickhead's spell and was all super-horny and aroused. A boy there that I didn't know apparently sensed how turned on I was and cornered me in the hallway to the bathroom."

Dane listened quietly, begging his dick to stay asleep and trying not to think about how soft and vulnerable Sam felt against him.

"He said that he could tell I was staring at his cock and knew that I wanted to suck it. He said my boyfriend wouldn't know and I have to admit, Dane, if he'd kept pressing, I'd have done it, then and there."

Dane swallowed hard, his cock fully awake.

"God," she said. "I was so turned on by that point, I'd have done anything he said. But thankfully, another customer came in and he split quickly. I gathered Keith's oblivious ass up and we left. Well, today, we saw the same guy in there, and I sent Keith to the car after lunch, telling him I needed to go to the bathroom."

"Sam," Dane said, wanting to pull away as his cock was slowly growing.

She didn't seem to notice, so he stayed put.

"I mean, I was so horny and turned on," she said. "I'd just had sex and I was ready to do more! So, I had him follow me in the bathroom and I start to reach for his pants, but then I notice I'm crying, and that my face is streaked with tears. Of course, he freaks out and rushes out, and I'm left there crying."

Dane sighed, brushing a hand through her hair.

"I mean, I don't know what's wrong with me, Dane. I really don't. I saw Alex nude in the mirror earlier and got turned on, and now I feel your erection down there and normally I wouldn't even notice that!"

He sighed. "Sam," he said. "I'm sorry."

She shook her head. "Dane, don't be silly. We're adults and we're in close proximity. It happens like that for guys, doesn't it?"

Dane sighed and nodded. "Yeah, but it's still disrespectful."

"Oh just chill," she said. "Hold me because I need comforting right now," she added, reaching back and grabbing his arm. She pulled it over her and the two of them tight together.

"Just snuggle it up under my butt or just upward between us," she said. "It's fine."

Dane wasn't convinced, but Sam seemed determined to snuggle.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with you," he said. "I think you've had a traumatic experience and you're trying to experience things faster than you're ready to."

Sam sighed, falling silent. Eventually, she nodded. "You're right," she said. "Still, I wish I'd stop this stupid crying shit," she added, not sounding like the Sam he knew at all.

"Jeez, potty mouth," he said, trying to make her smile. She giggled, which turned to a laugh as he chuckled along with her. Finally, they fell still and continued snuggling.

After about twenty minutes, he still had a raging hard on, though he'd managed to wriggle it upward and nestle in between himself and Sam, pressed only slightly into her perfectly shaped butt. She glanced back at one point and smirked. "You know," she said, "now I know why we stopped doing snugglebugs."

He chuckled. "Yeah. I thought you knew."

"I'm four years younger than you, stupid, of course I didn't know," she replied. "Plus, I'm me! Naive little Samantha, remember?"

He chuckled. "Well, I'm sorry if I made you think it was your fault, or that I was too cool for it. To tell you the truth, I've missed it."

He smiled, seeing a smile come to her face. "Me too," she whispered. A few minutes of silence followed, and she finally turned over to her back, giving him some much needed relief in the erection department.

"So, does this give me an open invitation to get snugglebugs whenever I want?" she asked. "As long as you're not fucking your girlfriend," she added.

He raised an eyebrow at her, but she still had her eyes closed. "I mean, I guess. I just didn't expect you to say fucking."

She giggled. "Well that's what it is, isn't it?"

He sighed. "I wish we could go back to old, naive Samantha," he said. "She had a better hold on her potty mouth."

Sam snickered quietly but didn't respond. A few minutes of silence later, and she turned toward him.

"We'll have to figure out a different way to lay," she said. "If getting a boner because you're next to a woman bothers you," she clarified.

He sighed again. "Sam, can we just stop talking about my dick?"

She giggled and leaned forward and laid her head on his chest. "I mean, this works, but if you suddenly move forward with an erection, then we've officially taken our sibling relationship to the next level."

Dane knew she was kidding and just trying to give him a hard time, but he couldn't get that thought out of his head. A strong urge came over him then, to roll her over onto her back and slid his own legs between hers.

He shook his head quietly instead.

"Or would you rather just put it back in my butt?" she asked, grinning widely at him as he opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Oh come on, Dane," she said, seeing him start to climb out of bed and out of her grasp. "I was just kidding. Come on and lay back down."

He sighed, knowing he shouldn't. She turned over though, facing away from him. "I'll behave if it makes you uncomfortable."

He smirked, knowing she would probably want to get in a few more jabs, but acquiesced, nonetheless.

"I'm just trying to offer my little sister some comfort," he said. "My dick has a mind of its own."

She smiled as he came back to bed and snuggled up against her. He was about to adjust his erection when she surprised him by reaching back and briefly shifting it around. Her movements and ministrations only served to make him almost frighteningly erect, and it found the hole in his boxers.

"Holy cow," she said. "Are you okay?"

He sighed deeply. "Just stop touching it, talking about it, and talking about sex. If you really want to snuggle, just behave yourself."

She sighed dramatically for a second but then turned over and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm sorry big bubber," she said playfully.

He shook his head and pulled her tight, his cock sliding up her panties and tucking itself neatly in a fold in her baggy shirt. Seemingly satisfied with the arrangement, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

An hour or so later passed, and Dane felt that she'd gone. He rolled over onto his back and absentmindedly stroked his cock, seeing that he was still aroused. "Jesus," he said, wondering if someone had slipped him a Viagra.

"I'm sorry," Sam said. He snatched the covers back over his crotch and looked around. Sam was sitting near the bed, having just woken up as well. He caught a glimpse of her hand sliding out of her panties and looked up in surprise. Had she been masturbating while watching him?

She had a look of distress on her face and she shook her head as she turned. "I'm so sorry Dane," she said. "I don't know what came over me."

He looked around, not sure what was going on. Sam turned and bolted from the room without another word. He turned over away from the door and fell quiet, lost in confusion.

*****

Alex

Walking upstairs first, Toni ran into her room and shut the door, presumably to masturbate or call Wade or something. Alex followed and as soon as she reached the top step, she saw Sam bolt from Dane's room. Turning around, she followed her as she went to her room and slammed the door behind her. Turning again, she looked in on Dane. He was in bed, turned away from her and presumably asleep.

She shrugged quietly and turned, knowing that she could probably get some answers from Sam. Padding quietly down the hall, she knocked on the door softly and peered in. Sam was sitting on the bed with her head in her hands.

Hearing the knock and the door creaking open, Sam looked up and smiled when she saw Alex. Seeing the cue, Alex entered and shut and locked the door behind her. She walked over quickly and sat down, hugging her sister and looking at her intently.

"What's wrong with me?" Sam asked, suddenly starting to cry.

Alex sighed deeply, sympathy tears threatening to dampen her own cheeks. She nuzzled against the side of Sam's head and kissed her cheek, stroking her back and brushing a lock of hair from her face.

"What happened?" she asked at length.

It had taken a few minutes, but Sam had gotten all the crying done that she needed and had flopped back on the bed in resignation. Alex sat near her, looking down and waiting patiently.

"I had sex today," Sam said simply, staring up at the ceiling fan as it turned.

"What?" Alex said, standing in surprise. "Wait, wait, wait... did Dane..."

Sam sat up quickly and shook her head. "What? Dane? What the hell Alex, no!"

Alex breathed a deep sigh of relief. "Whoa," she said. "I just thought..."

"That I slept with Dane? No! It was Keith, you weirdo," she said.

Sighing, Alex stood. "Well, can you blame me? You came out of Dane's room looking upset and then start crying and then tell me that you had sex today!"

Sam turned over, facing away from Alex. "I had sex with Keith, you crazy-ass."

Alex smiled. "Well, was if awful?"

Sam was quiet again, seemingly lost in thought. "I mean, it was fine. Keith isn't all that big. He's a little smaller than Pastor Dickhead, and... he's not remotely as big as... other people."

Alex was getting more confused as Sam kept speaking. "Wait... other people?"

Sam sighed. "You're focusing on the wrong part of the story. I had sex today," she said, sounding a little exasperated.

Shaking her head, Alex tried to clear away the confusion. "Okay, so you had sex with Keith today," she said. "Was it okay?"

Sam smiled then and slowly nodded. "You know," she said, turning and lying flat again as Alex moved up to sit next to her, "I guess it really was."

"Spill it, girl," Alex said, taking a lock of Sam's blonde hair and playing with it.

"Well," Sam started, "I was all horny after you left... I mean this morning," she clarified. "It wasn't you that had me... I mean, I woke up like that, but you being nude there with me didn't help."

Alex wouldn't let that little revelation go though and looked at her in shock.

"Yes, I'm attracted to women," Sam said. "Can we move past it?"

Alex giggled and shook her head. "You got horny from me this morning?"

"We were both naked," Sam said. "It could have just as easily been me looking at myself."

Alex smirked, one eyebrow raised in disbelief

"You were the one perving on my butt this morning, dirty girl," Sam pointed out. "I can't help when or how I get turned on!"

Grinning, Alex relented. "Go on," she bade her.

Sam stared at her hard for a few more seconds. "So anyway," she said, looking away. "I was horny for whatever reason... and I just decided that I wanted to get it over with. I figured I was over Pastor Dickhead and his awful wife, and I could use a pick-me-up, so to speak, and so I called Keith."

"Why didn't you just masturbate?" Alex asked her.

Sam sighed and shook her head. "I mean, I was thinking about it, and actually got naked and all, but it was just shaping up to be a perfect time for it."

Alex smirked. "I can't blame you," she said. "I love having sex."

Sam ignored the response, continuing, "I waited until he was here and then answered the door nude."

"Oh my God!," Alex yelled. "Poor Keith!"

Giggling, Sam nodded. "He just about had a heart attack."

Alex fell back laughing, then had to take a second to catch her breath before sitting back up. "Oh my God," she said again. "You're rotten!"

Sam grinned. "I'm pretty sure that his friend, Juan, did see me."

"Sllluuuuut," Alex said playfully. Sam giggled and looked down. "So..." Alex prompted.

"I dunno," Sam replied. "I guess I was expecting more. Keith was nice and gentle, and it only hurt for a little bit, but he came pretty quickly. I mean it was fine for a first time."

Alex nodded, frowning. "I'm sorry hun. Maybe next time he'll be better?"

Sam sighed. "Well, the fun didn't stop there. He took me to lunch at his favorite diner, and that waiter I mentioned to you before was there."

"You didn't!" Alex said, smirking. "Sam!"

She grinned for a few seconds, but that quickly turned to a frown. "I mean, I was going to... but... when I got him to the bathroom and knelt on the ground, I saw the look on his face and looked at myself in the mirror. I was in tears."

Alex frowned, covering her mouth for a second in shock. "Oh, Sam," she said.

"Yeah, I was fine. I didn't know why I was crying. I just... I thought I was passed all of it and then when I came home, I got in the shower and zoned out for like an hour." She sighed. "Dane came home at some point and went to bed, I think. He was in his boxers when he came to check on me. He knocked on the door and I zapped out of my reverie. In my haste to get out of the shower, I knocked a bunch of stuff off the counter and fell over because of my legs being asleep."

Alex nodded, still playing with a lock of hair.

"He carried me to my room and helped me get dressed, being the big brother we know and love," she said.

Alex nodded again.

"The thing is though, I wanted to just... feel safe again," she said. "I wanted to feel something protecting me, so... I made him... give me... snugglebugs," she admitted, looking sheepishly at Alex as she hesitated to tell her.

Never one to judge, Alex smiled and quietly nodded. "I can see how Dane would be very comforting for you. Growing up, you always wanted to snuggle when we watched a movie as a family or had a bad dream."

Sam smiled, apparently having forgotten about the other times they'd snuggled. Usually that was just her laying in someone's arms, not necessarily Dane's, thought he was the main snuggler.

"I was nice," she said. "Of course, being a grown man, Dane started to get an erection and he was right behind me, so it was kind of obvious." She sighed and shook her head.

Alex was trying to tread carefully, trying to sound caring and inquisitive without sounding jealous. "I guess... that was... to be expected?"

"It was fine," Sam said. "I made him stop freaking out about it and put it between us so we could take a nap. I just... I woke up and felt weird about everything. I mean, I had a sex dream and woke up wiggling my butt against his erection, but I don't think he noticed. He was still snoring like a damn freight train."

Alex giggled. "From what Sally has told me, they have sex like... constantly and she keeps him pretty tired from it. I don't doubt that he was out cold."

Sam nodded, seemingly a little more reassured.

"I just... I was laying next to my brother and I was grinding my butt against his hard cock," Sam said.

Alex forced herself to remain quiet and not moan in pleasure at the image her extremely perverted brain was conjuring just then. She managed a slow sigh and nodded.

"And, God," Sam said. "I know you might think this is gross, but... wow, our brother has a really big... erection."

Alex put a look of surprise on her face for Sam's sake. "I didn't really ever think about it," Alex said. "So that's what part has you bothered?"

Sam shrugged. "All of it really. Why has my life taken this turn toward sex all of a sudden? It seems to be just the focus of it right now."

Alex smiled. "Sex can be one of the most wonderful things humans can do together, honey. Most people's lives are centered around it in some way."