Derek and Danielle
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As well, this work of fiction depicts sexual activities between teenagers, siblings and otherwise. As such it may be illegal to view this story where you live, and you should cease reading at this point if that is the case.
To say Derek was shocked and stunned was putting it mildly. He stared at Danielle, wondering why she would say something like that.
She quietly came over and sat on the bed next to him. She reached for Derek's shoulder and said, "I don't know how to explain this. I really don't."
Derek rasped, "We shouldn't even be thinking about this." He licked his lips, trying to calm down so the dryness in his mouth would go away.
She frowned. "Derek?" She took her hand off his shoulder.
He looked into his sister's eyes. He quietly said, "It's just been in the last couple of days. Or maybe longer. I dunno, honestly. I just… it's wrong. I feel like such a freak, Danielle."
Dawning realization crossed her face. "You… you're attracted to me? Oh my god, how is this possible?"
Derek, ashamed, looked at the floor of his room. "I don't know! If I could stop it, I would. Please don't hate me, okay?"
"Hey. Look at me, all right?"
Hesitantly, Derek looked at her. Danielle's hands were shaking as she rested them on her legs. She continued, "It's not like that. It's – the odds, Derek. Look, I didn't dare say anything to you about it. For, like, six months, I just tried to be Danielle-the-sister. And then down at the pool, out the corner of my eye I saw you in the window of your bedroom, and then I started realizing you were getting kind of weird around me."
She took a deep breath. "Derek, I'm a freak of a sister who's been attracted to her brother for almost six months now."
Derek, dumbfounded, let his jaw drop. Quietly, he said, "You… you're not shitting me?"
Danielle shook her head, licking her lips as she did so.
"'The odds' is right. I've never heard of this happening, ever," said Derek incredulously.
"I remember reading about one case in Germany," mused Danielle. "But they were already adults, I think."
"So lemme get this straight. You've wanted me since after we turned thirteen? How the hell did I not notice?" Derek thought, this is unbelievable.
"It started the day I heard your bed creaking, y'know, creak-creak-creak like that," Danielle explained. "Well, you know how your room's kind of across from and just a bit down the hall from mine so our doors aren't right across from each other?"
Derek nodded. He remembered the first time he'd masturbated; it was in his bed on a Saturday afternoon when his parents weren't home and Danielle was busy in her room.
"Well, I got kinda curious when it stopped, and I stuck my head out the door. You didn't know it, but I saw you from the back, naked, walking softly to the bathroom."
Derek gasped. "Wait a sec! I sort of remember hearing a small squeak; that was your door?" He gulped, wondering what things might have been like if he'd remembered to look backwards instead of being intent on going to the bathroom to get some TP to wipe his dick with after he'd jerked off for the first time.
"Yeah. I was so shocked. I ducked back into my room when I realized I was staring, and I had this funny feeling – it wasn't a gross or repulsive feeling, more like… curiosity I guess. Then we were swimming a couple days later, and I felt it again when I looked at you. And you remember there was sex ed in May? Well, the little book explained masturbation and I figured out how to do it."
Danielle let out a breath. She muttered, "And like it or not, I kept thinking about you. More than the other boys at school. I felt kind of gross, but it always felt so good when I'd imagine us doing … I dunno, stuff together."
Derek stared, enthralled at his sister's story.
Danielle cleared her throat and shifted subjects. "Anyway, I'm not surprised you didn't notice all that. I kinda started pulling away from you since we were both hitting puberty and I was starting to hang out more with my girl friends, and you had Rick and your buddies, plus we were getting excited about finally being in real high school. And you never noticed I was pulling away because teenage boys are supposed to think girls do silly things known by some secret code only to members of the female persuasion."
Derek chuckled. "Yeah, I guess. Rick used to joke with me that I probably got all the cold water, and he'd ask if I knew what girls really did in their bathrooms. I told him I hadn't had the faintest idea, just that after you got through with the bathroom I'd see a half dozen bottles of stuff all over, but you wouldn't look any different."
"I can explain it to you if you want, but right now we have a way more serious topic: what do you want to do about… us? From what you're telling me, just two days of figuring out you were attracted to me was driving you nuts. Do you really think we could just forget this and go on like we never had this conversation?"
Derek shook his head. "I just have no idea what we should do. If at all."
"Whatever we want, Derek." Danielle smiled. "We decide. Both of us."
Drawing out the word, Derek replied, "Okaaaaaaay." He licked his lips and said, "But we gotta be, like, super-careful. Just one person gets us on their cell phone camera, and we're done. Or if someone walks in on us. Like, Mom and Dad will seriously kill us."
"It's kind of why I chose tonight to try and bring it up with you. Mom and Dad won't be home 'till probably like two in the morning. It's only seven now."
Derek took the plunge. "Then can we, y'know, kiss?"
"Sure! God, I've been wanting to do this for a while now."
Slowly, hesitantly, the two siblings scooted closer to each other, still seated on Derek's bed, side by side. Derek, mesmerized, brushed his hand through Danielle's hair. "It's just like mine, only longer."
Touching his sister this way was intoxicating. His self-loathing and mixed attraction and revulsion began to fall away. He was going to kiss his hot blonde sister, and do it with her permission. He was allowed to feel attracted to her!
Danielle reached around Derek's shoulders and urged him forward. He opened his mouth, and felt her lips on hers. It wasn't quite like kissing himself would have been, but it seemed to him to be close. His eyes fluttered shut and his boner threatened to escape his boxers as they deepened the kiss, beginning to touch each other's tongues as well.
The only thing Derek could hear was the pounding of his heart in his ears as he tried to get a hold of the rush of emotions he was feeling. The only thing, he felt, which could compare to the rush he was getting right now was snorting cocaine or meth or something. And he'd never touched those in his life.
Slowly, they broke the kiss, and as the siblings drew apart, they had identical expressions of awe on their faces.
"Ho. Lee. Fucking. Shit!" breathed Derek.
"I know! That was… sublime," responded Danielle.
"Could I… uh," Derek broke off, not sure how to phrase what he wanted next as he gestured at Danielle's chest.
"All you need to do is ask," reassured Danielle. "C'mon, stand up. It'll be easier this way."
And so saying, Danielle stood, and reached for Derek's hands, pulling him up. She slowly guided his hands up to her breasts, and when Derek hesitated, she nodded and smiled, pulling his hands forward. They felt firm and round. As he cupped and fondled her breasts, luxuriating in the amazing feeling of touching that normally forbidden part of the female body, he knew she was larger than Megan had been a few months back.
"Rub my nipples, Derek," she softly requested.
Derek gently moved his fingers around until he found the protuberances, which began to swell a bit as he rubbed. Danielle moaned and said, "Feels nice."
Derek snagged one of Danielle's hands and said, "C'mon, you can touch me if you want." He guided her hand to his shoulder, then left it there as he used one hand to keep working on his sister's wonderful boobs while his other sneaked down to rub his erection through his shorts.
Danielle obligingly ran her hand down Derek's chest, pleased at the feeling of his muscles. Slowly, slowly, she felt the rest of his torso until her hand stopped at his waistband. Derek decided to not push things too far, and guided her hand over his shorts, wrapping her fingers around his erection.
The sudden electric feeling of having someone else's hands on his penis was doubled knowing it was Danielle. And she was pretty good, too, the way she rubbed and gently tugged at his erection. He wondered, briefly, if she'd done that before, or if she was just a natural.
Unfortunately, she was too good!
In the sexually charged atmosphere, it didn't take much for a fourteen-year-old boy to cream his shorts, and Derek only had time to gasp out, "Wait—" before he squeezed his eyes shut, feeling the orgasm slam through him as he came. He reached out with both his hands to hold Danielle's shoulders.
When he opened his eyes again, he realized Danielle's hand was still loosely holding his cock, and her jaw had dropped in amazement.
"That's incredible! I made that happen?" Danielle let her hand drop.
Derek nodded weakly. "Yep. You did. God, I've never come so intensely before!"
Mentally, he decided jacking off with Rick had come pretty close, though.
He let out a gusty sigh. "I better get this cleaned up. Look, you mind if we kinda stop here for tonight? We better not get carried away and get busted."
"Yeah," agreed Danielle. "I'm so horny right now! I've gotta go and take care of myself or I won't be able to sleep for the night."
"I wanna get cleaned up and take time to, y'know, think. But we need to talk more, too, for sure," pointed out Derek.
"Yeah. We do."
Danielle had a final surprise for him. As Derek turned to go, she reached down and grabbed his ass. She whistled. "Nice! Keep it firm from all that running and training, huh?"
Derek reciprocated, sliding his hand down Danielle's back to grope her well-toned butt. "Volleyball does the same, huh?"
She smirked and said, "Get going. We'll talk later."
Derek's first definite indication that things were going to be different from now on when their parents weren't at home, was midway through the shower he started hearing Danielle's moans get louder and louder, until finally, she screamed "Oh, yes! Oh fuck yes!" accompanied by loud gasps as she came.
Derek's erection, until then having been semi-hard, shot back to full mast as he overheard that.
He decided turnabout was fair play, and rapidly began pumping his hand up and down on his cock as he moaned over the water splashing down on him. He teased himself with images of him on top of Danielle, thrusting inside of her as she begged him to go faster, and before long he felt the momentum return, shortly afterwards yelling, "Oh, god! I'm gonna come!"
He finished just a few seconds later, marvelling at the volume of white jism that now coated one of the shower walls. He turned the shower head to help wash away the 'evidence'.
As he left the bathroom, he saw Danielle was waiting to take her own shower. He traded smirks with her as he went to his room. He would sleep very well tonight, Derek thought.
The next day proved to be more awkward than Derek or Danielle (he assumed) could have envisioned. They almost bumped into each other going downstairs to get breakfast, and neither sibling could quite look the other in the eye as they cooked and prepared the food. Derek noticed Danielle was dressed in a different T-shirt, but the same shorts. For his part, Derek had on a tank top and jogging shorts.
Derek, at the table, tried to keep up normal appearances as he slowly ate his eggs and ham and drank his orange juice. Danielle was having eggs on toast, but she seemed to have less of an appetite than usual. Finally, he looked at Danielle and said in a low voice, "We gotta talk about this. Let's go out to the pool after, okay?"
She half-heartedly nodded. "Yeah."
After finishing off his orange juice, Derek cleaned his plates and put them in the dishwasher. Danielle, having done the same, said quietly, "Thank god Mom and Dad are still sleeping off that party."
They went outdoors to the pool equipment room. If asked by their parents, the siblings could answer that they thought they might have seen an animal.
Over the steady noise of the pool pump, Derek said, "Do you regret anything?"
Danielle hesitated, then said, "It's… different. I'm still getting used to seeing you as Derek my brother and, well—" she blushed "—more than a brother."
"Yeah, same here. It's kind of strange; you're my sister, but we just did stuff brothers and sisters don't do."
Danielle grasped his shoulders. Firmly, she said, "Okay, Derek? The biggest thing that worries me is if we screw this up. We live in the same house. We're family. If we're all awkward around each other, Mom and Dad are gonna notice and figure it out."
Danielle looked at him, worry evident in her eyes. Derek abstractly noticed they were almost the same height, he being 5 foot 8.
Derek swallowed as he suddenly realized something. "What if I were to get you pregnant somehow?"
Danielle laughed and let go of his shoulders. "That, at least, is something we can ignore. Mostly. I'm on the Pill, 'cause I used to get such heavy periods I couldn't walk for all the cramps."
Derek whistled. "Damn," he said sympathetically.
He continued after a moment, "I think, basically, we gotta be talking to each other. Like, every day, even just to see how we're doing, especially if we're seeing other people too. 'Cause, like, I got that date with Sara, you know."
Danielle nodded and locked eyes with Derek. "Definitely. So, here's the thing between us: whatever we do, whoever we do, no secrets. Okay? No lies. Not between each other. It's not good for us if we start hiding things."
He put out his right hand, and Danielle clasped it with hers, intertwining their thumbs arm-wrestle style. The siblings each gripped hard as Derek nodded solemnly. "No secrets. I promise." They held each other's hands for a few seconds more, then slowly let go.
Danielle tentatively leaned forward. When Derek made no move back, she kissed him quickly on his lips. "C'mon, let's go. We didn't find the 'stray animal' running around."
As they left the pool equipment room and proceeded back to the house, Derek said, "I'm gonna go run for a while. Track tryouts are next week and I kind of stopped training earlier this week for obvious reasons."
Danielle held the back door of the house and said, "Thanks for reminding me. I'm gonna see when volleyball tryouts are on. Enjoy yourself, 'kay?"
"Thanks." Derek ruffled Danielle's hair and ran inside, prompting her to bark, "Derek Collins! I am gonna get you for that!"
Derek grinned as he got his running shoes on, then left via the front door to begin his rounds of the neighborhood.
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