Date: Sat, 06 Oct 2018 10:52:31 +0100 From: Reickard Masters Subject: Caleb 4 This work is copyright protected © 2018. You may not copy or reproduce it in anyway whatsoever without the express permission of the owner. Caleb Chapter 4 Caleb spent the rest of Saturday with his sister and mother and the three of them had a nice time talking with each other as they watched some athletics on the television. As evening approached Judy said she was going to make a start on their tea and asked her two children what they might like. "Pork chops with chips and peas, sounds nice." Caleb said. "No, I'd like bangers and mash, please." Sheila countered. "Spaghetti Bolognaise it is then." Judy said and chuckled. "Aww mum, you were going to make that all along." Sheila accused. "It was my plan, but if you both had chosen the same thing and we had the makings for it, I would have gone with that." Judy told them. "Caleb would you help Sheila get ready, please?" "Sure mum." Caleb replied and wheeled Sheila's chair through to her room first. There he got out her night wear and plonked it in her lap. Sheila put her arms over it to stop it falling as they made their way to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom Caleb hung the nightwear up on hooks behind the door and then began to undress his sister. This was nothing new to them as Caleb helped her have her bath every night that their mother worked. With the door closed and their mother busy in the kitchen there was little chance of them being overheard and Sheila used the opportunity, "Are you going to tell me how you really got that bruise around your wrist or insist on keeping to your little story?" "What do you mean?" Caleb countered without looking his sister in the eyes. Instead he bent down and got her to lean forward over his shoulder. This way he could lift her bum off the seat to pull her trousers and underwear down. "There is more than one bit of bruising there. Your friend, who's never visited couldn't have fallen off the merry-go-round again could he? Also those marks are too narrow to have been caused by someone's fingers pressing in. You've had something solid around your wrist and had it tugged at quite hard more than once." Sheila told him. "Shit how did you pick up on so much?" "Remember, I'm stuck in this wheelchair all the time. My legs don't work, and my hands only work a little bit. I've got to do other things to keep me from going bonkers. I look at things more closely and try to work stories into what I see. Now what happened?" Sheila asked. "Okay, She-lack Holmes. You've got to promise you won't tell mum." Caleb began. "I haven't told mum that you finger me when I want it and that I suck your cock or wank you, have I?" Sheila responded. "No, you haven't. Yesterday when I got home late, Newton had kept me back. I think he's jealous that I get better marks in all my other subjects. But I also got held up when I took a shortcut through the old industrial estate. There's a gang of guys who have made it their territory and they are going to try and hold people up to get money or sex out of them. Because I knew mum was waiting and I had nothing to offer them, I told them I would go back to them today and they could do what they wanted as long as they let me go then. Their leader guy agreed and I was able to get my trousers back on and then ran home." Caleb told Sheila as he finished stripping her. "Wait you mean they took your trousers off you in the street?" Sheila asked. Caleb helped to get Sheila onto the loo before replying, "They just undid my shirt to make sure I wasn't hiding anything inside it, then they pulled my shoes off and took my trousers off. Then their leader put his hand inside my briefs and had a good feel around. I even started to get hard." While Caleb told her this part, he began to undress himself. "So I guess it was them that got you those grazes on your knees." "No, just the one guy there. He's a mean shit. When I went back today he tried to hurt me some more and that's how this got done." Caleb told her the rest of the story, leaving nothing out, as he helped her to finish on the toilet. He then got her up and she hooked her arms around his neck so that he could carry her into the shower area. When they first rented the house they were amused to find it had a wet-floor shower. After Sheila came home from hospital following the accident they were very glad to have the wet floor shower. He sat Sheila down on a plastic garden chair and then proceeded to wash her. "So you don't need my help tonight then?" Sheila asked. "You know I'll always want your help. But if you don't want to do it, that's okay. Do you want me to do you?" Caleb asked, directing the spray from the shower head straight onto her pussy. "You're story has got me rather horny, so yes please. You can always do it better than I can with these bloody useless hands." Sheila said. "They're not entirely useless. They can hold something rather well." Caleb replied as he bent down and worked a finger into her slit. His other hand moved up to fondle a breast. "But you still have to pump your cock in and out to actually get the wank." Sheila complained. "And that is still better than doing it myself." Caleb told her. When Caleb and Sheila have more time and are alone, Caleb knows how to and does extend the time he takes to bring his sister to orgasm and might even give her more than one orgasm in a sitting. But this time, with their meal being prepared and their mother in the house Caleb worked her to bring her as much pleasure as he could but also get her off reasonably quickly. He chose not to have her play with him for the same reason he gave her, what they both called, a quickie. Sheila was happy with what Caleb did and thanked him for it. They both knew it was not really the thing to do, but also knew that Sheila would be a lot more frustrated by not being able to do herself well than she was already. Caleb always got naked to give Sheila her shower because he found it much easier than trying to not get wet. When Sheila had first come home from the hospital, her mother took care of all her personal needs, but when Judy had to go out to work, the two children were left with no option but for Caleb to help Sheila. At first Sheila found it very difficult and Caleb was trying to help her while he was still dressed. He always came away drenched and had to change before helping Sheila into her night wear. Caleb found this to be very inconvenient for him and so started to put on a pair of swimming trunks to do the task. One day both he and his mother were helping to wash Sheila and he had forgotten to tie the cords of the trunks. Then as he was washing his sister, he sprung a boner and without thinking about it, he adjusted it to a vertical position. Both his sister and his mother saw him do this but kept quiet. However, after he had moved about a bit, bending and straightening up again, the end of his boner was visible above the waistband of the trunks which then slipped even further down. His mother commented on it suggesting that he had nothing to be ashamed of and might as well be as naked as his sister was. That time Caleb almost died with embarrassment, and hurriedly tucked his boner back into his trunks tying the cords to keep it in. Later on that same night, Judy had spoken to both of them and told Caleb that it would make it easier for him to bath Sheila if he did not have to worry about his clothes getting soaked and that she would not object to him being naked and even having an erection as that was almost expected of a boy going through puberty. Sheila then suggested to him that it might help him when the time came for him to get naked in front of his lover if he was used to being naked in front of a girl already. The next time they were alone together, Sheila suggested to him that he try going naked and promised not to be mean and say something bad or laugh. Then she said that she was quite keen to see how far into puberty her little brother was. As it was, Caleb had started puberty earlier than all the others in his class at school and by the age of twelve he already was shooting semen a fifteen year old would be happy with. Caleb didn't go naked that night but spent quite a lot of time thinking about it and having a wank or two over it as well. Finally he decided that Sheila did have a point of it enabling him to get used to being naked in front of others. As it was the school he was attending at that time did not insist on showers after exercise and so he had not had to strip off completely in front of his classmates. But when the new swimming pool was built for the school, it included new change rooms that served both the sports gym and the pool. With that came the new ruling that all pupils had to shower after their PE and other sport activities. This came about four months after Caleb had started going naked to wash his sister. Although he had started stripping off to wash his sister shortly after he had turned twelve, Sheila only initiated the sexual part when he turned thirteen. It was her unofficial birthday present for him. She invited him to let her give him a blow job. Caleb didn't hesitate and had enjoyed several more of them from his sister in the six months since she had started it. She also taught him how to use his fingers to stimulate her and bring her to an orgasm. Now they helped each other out regularly. Also during the course of the six months they had been helping each other out it had progressed from the bathroom to Sheila's bedroom during the afternoon. Caleb would strip her and then help her to lie out on the bed. He would make sure her legs were spread and then get over her so that she could suck on his cock while he fingered her pussy. Although they were in a sixty nine position and Caleb could easily have gone down on her, he respected her wishes and always only used his fingers. Just as he could easily have fucked her; but chose not to. Sometimes after one of the sessions in the bedroom they would not bother to get dressed. Caleb would get their meal ready and they would eat it before having their shower, as Caleb now also had his shower at the same time he was helping his sister. Only after their shower would Caleb help his sister into her night wear and then he might pull on a pair of shorts or just stay naked until it was bed time. They had already decided that it was not a good idea for Sheila to stay naked just in case their mum got off work early. It took them too long to get her clothes on her. Sheila had a lot more questions after Caleb had told her about the four boys and their club but did not have the chance to ask them as they needed to finish up in the bathroom and be ready to eat when Judy had the meal ready. On the Sunday morning she didn't wait long after their mother had left for work before asking them though. "Did you like seeing that guy tied up and punished?" Sheila asked before their mother had even got out of their small front yard. "A bit of me did, some of me didn't." Caleb answered. "What does that mean?" Sheila asked. "Well I was glad he was getting something for hurting me. I think they did too much to him though. But like Jerry said, he did hurt two of us and had also gone against their own rules that they had all agreed to." "But so had Jerry when he squeezed your balls hard enough to cause you some pain." Sheila said. "Yeah, but even while he was doing it, I felt there was something different about him. And there was something different in the way he did that and the way Simon kicked the back of my knees to make me drop to the road." Caleb reasoned. "What was it like to watch the other guy get a blow job and cum in the sucker's mouth?" "It was hot. Knowing what a blowjob can feel like I knew what Mark was feeling. Also I knew that Ronnie was really getting off sucking Mark's cock." Caleb answered. They were silent for a little while before Sheila asked, "What was it like being jerked off when you didn't have to pump your cock into the other person's hands?" "It was nice and I could quite enjoy just lying back while someone else wanked me, but his way and your way are too different to be able to compare them. Both are good." "Do you think you'll go back to have some more fun with those guys?" Sheila asked. "I don't know. It was fun and I quite liked the opportunity to be with some other guys and just mess about basically. I'll see if anything happens at school first and then make my mind up." Caleb told his sister. "If you had the chance to fuck a girl would you do that?" "I'm not going to fuck you if that's what you're heading towards. But if there was another girl, I might." Caleb said. "You are so right, you're not going to fuck me. What we do now is as far as it gets. I only asked to see if you might be gay." Sheila said. "I don't know what I am yet. I quite like both." Caleb said. "Would you like to do something with a girl?" "I've thought about it but I'm not sure. It does seem a bit mean when I can't do that much in return." Sheila replied. "Yeah, I can understand that. It's like having a friend but also having to always take and not be able to offer anything in return." Caleb said. Sheila realised exactly what Caleb was saying and felt so guilty that she burst into tears. Through her sobs she said, "I'm so sorry. I'm stealing all your fun from you." Caleb immediately moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. "It's not your fault you got hurt any more than it was my fault. It was that stupid drunken guy who called himself our father. We are family and we love each other and look out for each other. I'm happy being able to help you." After a little while Sheila stopped crying and Caleb got a damp face cloth and wiped her face. "It's a good job you don't have that black stuff on your eyelashes or you might look like you were a black person now." Caleb joked. This brought a smile to Sheila's face. The two sat in silence for a while longer. Caleb thinking hard and Sheila still composing herself. Suddenly Caleb turned to her and said, "I've got it, why don't you write stories?" "What do you mean?" Sheila asked. "Well yesterday you were saying how you tried to think of the story that went with what you saw. So why not, instead of just thinking about them, write them and see if you can't get something you like out of it?" "I don't know, how would I write to start with?" Sheila asked. "You would dictate them to me and I would write them down." Caleb said. "What would I write about though?" Sheila seemed to be looking for every excuse to thwart Caleb's idea. "Well, what did you think before you learned the truth behind the bruises on my wrist? Take that and make it into a fuller story. What did you think before I told you anyway?" Caleb asked. "I had two sorts of thoughts on it. One was not that far from the truth. You had been captured by some mean guys who used fencing wire to tie you up while they had some fun with you. The other was far more fanciful. You were a soldier fighting in a foreign land and got captured. They used wire to tie you up to torture information out of you." Sheila said. "There you go, two different stories already started. I'll go and get a pad and pen. Which one do you want to start with first?" Caleb asked as he stood up. But before Sheila could answer him, the doorbell rang.