Thread: Coming home to my two brothers... (QC & Anomic_Author)

Gavin couldn't believe this was happening. Ever since he was old enough to appreciate and covet the female form, he had appreciated and covered his sister's body. He and his twin had talked in secret many times about their sister's teasing and how they had each often fantasized about having her look at them the way that they looked at her... And now she was. As she wiggled her ass for him atoo their father's desk, he noted the blatant hunger in her eyes and it spurred a powerful heat to rise from his core. He watched her take off her crop top, snapping shots as the fabric peeled over her head, with an eagerness unmatched by any he'd had looking at another woman. The taboo of their situation only added to the desire which had been building since puberty, and for a moment he worried that his heart was beating too fast. Then he got lost in the gorgeous body his sister put on display for him as she climbed further onto the desk and, eventually, laid on her back on top of it. How many gallons of cum, he wondered, had he expelled since boyhood imagining situations that could never have been as hot as this? Well, he began to respond to her question while setting his camera down beside him with a grin. He peeled his own shirt off now, letting it drop from his grip to the floor before picking his camera back up. His chest was toned and his stomach tight, while his shoulders were broad and led down into well-defined arms every time he moved now, she could see the contours of his muscles flex and bulge in accordance with his motions. He held the camera by its strap as he lifted it over his head and hung the camera over his bare chest, his eyes finding hers and locking on. He made no attempt to hide how aroused she had made him, the lust glazing his eyes over as he stepped closer to the desk. He wanted her to know he liked what he saw, too, but he wasn't going to settle for the subtlety of letting her see the bulge she had caused. Not anymore. If it were up to me, he said with a mischievous grin as he moved to the side of the desk, standing over her upwardly bent knees. I'd set this camera to record, unzip my pants, and together we'd work out a lifetime's worth of pent up tension. He grinned down at her and, as he spoke, flicked a switch on his camera that made a tiny red light flicker to life before reaching down and unzipping his pants. With just a little effort, he wedged his long, fat shaft free of its denim confines. The hot white shaft stuck straight out from the opening in his jeans and seemed to dance excitedly as he reached forward to wrap one arm under each if her knees before pulling her closer to the edge of the desk... And to him. But I'm not the eldest, he teased her, biting his bottom lip as he looked her over. The camera that hung over his bare, slightly fuzzy chest was in a great spot for their current position. It could capture everything she did, and anything done to her, while leaving his hands free to act out his fantasies. And I'm also not the one visiting for the first time in too long. His hands slid along her flesh, around her thighs and up onto her hips. One of them, at least. The other moved between her legs and gently began caressing her womanhood through her red panties, finding her swollen rosebud beneath and tenderly stroking at it. Besides, I think you know what I want. Cause it's the same thing I've wanted since you gave me and Calvin our first boners. What do you want, Anna?