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Thread: A Trainer and his Gardevoir: MysteriousD & Magatama_Slave

S-sorry! Diego couldn't help but tell Gardevoir as he felt his erection poke her in the hips. Her sultry tone stunned him a bit, but his strong emotions were there, a mix of lust and love as his animal side was tellin him to mate her. To take Gardevoir as his bride and be happy with her, to fuck her silly. He felt their bond grow deeper and Diego was growing hazy in his thoughts.
Thread: A Trainer and his Gardevoir: MysteriousD & Magatama_Slave

Gardevoir pulled him on top of her, sheltering him in her arms. She was taller than him, but she felt that she wanted to protect him. She always had, that's why she fought for him. She always wanted his every desire fulfilled. For him to feel happy.
Thread: A Trainer and his Gardevoir: MysteriousD & Magatama_Slave

Diego was surprised when Gardevoir pulled him on top of her, feeling her soft breasts in his face and her wonderful embrace. Their bond was always a deep and powerful one and he was looking at her lovingly. Years of loneliness and desire for affection have become too much. Diego went in to give Gardevoir a kiss while he was grinding up his erect cock against her maidenhood, his and hers mating instincts awakening.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

There was a very refreshing breeze on the otherwise warm summer day over at the beach. It was calm, quiet and peaceful, something most people wouldn't expect when it was the beach. However, this was the case with Diego Vendrix and his sister. Most of the townsfolk were busy with various other things or events going on, meaning the two had their own part of the beach to themselves to enjot. Which was good since it meant Diego could stare at his sister all he wanted. His secret was on the repressed attraction he had toward her. He was always the smart if nto doughy kid who was ignored in class, but he always had his sister. Heck, when he got turned down by everyone in prom, she was the one who went with him. They were close, they were all they had since their parents died in the car crash as children and they were raised by a family friend.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

All the kids did OK at school, they had the usual complement of friends, and they shared the almost universal love of the beach. Perhaps the only unusual factor in their lives was the closeness that the kids felt for each other...and particularly the closeness between Diego and Bexi. While most of their friends seemed to merely tolerate their siblings, Diego and Bexi genuinely liked each other's company...and often seemed like great friends, rather than brother-and-sister. Bexi's birthday had been a week ago and she really wanted to be able to go to the beach, solo. But their Carers, as always, insisted on taking Diego along for piece of mind. Bexi had refused to dress conservatively for the occasion, choosing a small tie on bikini to avoid a lot of tan lines.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Diego was admiring the small tie bikini that Bexi had. No one else to stare at his sister. Diego was a very good student though she was better in sports and so on. As such, he was wondering what Bexi would want to do while they were here. What do you wanna do, Bexi? Diego asked her. They each brought their own cases, with Diego usually bringing a picnic along with things they would need like bandaids or so on in the event something was needed to help her. He was only wearing some swim trunks himself and his glasses obviously. He liked the beach yeah even though he wasn't an outdoors guy, but he loved seeing his sister be here and beeing happy, along in a swimsuit.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Bexi threw herself at her brother, her breasts pressed up against his torso. You're always such a fuddy-duddy bro. Did you not bring anything to do at the beach? Do I always have to think of everything! She half laid against him, her petite athletic frame betrayed by her out of proportion breasts. She had always been small, and looked up to her brother. He had always been so smart, but totally hated the wide world around him, she always wanted to break him out of that.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Well, I like relaxing and you're the one who always liked playing outside, Diego told her with a smile before he blushed, feeling her nice rack press against his torso. He embraced her back. And I'm the one who brings our picnics you like so much and supplies in the case something happens, he said to her with a smile. But what did you bring then, Bexi? he said as he played with her dyed pink hair.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Naturally, I brought games! Of course! Bexi rummaged through her bags pulling out two boxes I brought Twister, and Giant Jenga we can play that together once you're all done. Uhh I bought beach balls, and kites and monopoly too! A giant grin was spreading across her face, expecting her brother to chastize her for not bringing sensible things, like a towell, or spare clothes.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

All right then! I figured you'd bring games. That's why I bought the towels and space clothes, Diego told her with a smile of his own. All right, maube we can start with Twister and then later Jenga or play with the beach balls, Diego suggested to her with a smile on his face. He loved his sister and wanted to make her happy. You wanna start? he asked with a smile.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

She smiled meekly, spinning the spinner as he warmed up. Bexi placed her right hand on red as it requests, her breasts swaying freely in the hot summer sun. She was excited to play, but knew that Diego always beat her in games like this. Probably why he picked it, she thought, not thinking of any ulterior motive. C'mon Diego! She called, feeling a little tired already.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Diego couldn't help but stare at how Bexi's breasts swayed in the sun and the position she was getting in. Twister was one of the party games they played and while he would beat her at the board games with smarts, the physical ones was where she would beat him at. All right! Diego said as he spun it and got luck as he placed a foot on blue. He was tyring not to stare so much, but more ad mroe, he was geting stronger feelings for Bexi. He glared when guys stared at her and his heart would beat faster when they would touch.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

No way, you can't keep beating me at this! Bexi stuck her tongue out at him, pouting afterwards as she reached out for the spinner with her left hand. Bexi spun the spinner, Left leg yellow. Her leg reaches out to the corner, showing how short they really were. Her body feels totally on display, the strings on her bottoms feeling loose on her hips. Diego, you will loose ...
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Hey, you're the one who is actually beating me at this. The few times I did, I just get lucky, Diego responded to her, looking at her determined look. Indeed, he spun and his leg got forward. He blushed a bit when he saw how close they were to one another. He saw how loose the strings were on her butt and he was beginning to get an erection. His swimshorts were beginning to slip a bit. Yeah, but I'm still gonna try, he said.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Bexi shivers, Feeling her brothers breath tickling my as it floods over my skin. They were very close. One more spin, Right foot green. She stretched her leg out in the opposite direction, her legs splayed far apart from her centre, sitting at opposite ends of the board. She can feel the knots loosening once more, her legs spread as far apart as she could get them from each other.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Diego bit his lip as he saw his sister's strong toned legs spread and showing off her shapely rear and the swimsuit beginning to slip off. However, he began to try and focus on the game. Diego then spins and it was his arm forward. He was now bending over her. He blushed harder when he saw the position meant that his growing erection, beginning to push his trunks was near her butt.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

She had been seemingly oblivious to his erection, She could feel his breath and span the spinner, right hand red. Well, nothing moved, but was that a good thing or a bad thing. She shifted her hips to get comfortable, the string loosening and hanging the fabric off her hips at the front. But Bexi was determined to win
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Diego saw she was determined to wn and that the string was loosening up some more. He spun around and thankfully he moved back a bit, but it now meant he had a clearer sight of the string beganning to hang of and reveal her butt and maidenhood to him. He was becoming mesmerized, but shook his head, trying to remain focuseed on it.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Bexi waited for her brother to go, the weight of the hanging fabric pulling the remainder down onto the twister board below. She had been seemingly oblivious to Diego's stares and advances, her whole being now on display for his sordid desires. She assumed that it had all been an innocent accident, the cold air against her bare skin making her feel aroused.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Diego blushed when he saw the bikini bottom now fall off, showing off his sister's lovely ass and pussy. His brain shut down and his instincts were beginning to come out. However, he desperately tried to feel focused on the game. He spun and he now leaned forward, but his erection along with the postion, caused his trunks to slip off a bit, just enough to reveal his erection. He was losing his balance a bit, but regained it. Not before he groaned a bit as his erection brushed against his sister's exposed butt.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Bexi can't help but moan, her body betraying me as he moved against her exposed ass. IShe feels extremely aroused, her pussy beginning to leak. She spins the spinner, left hand blue. She tries to keep her balance, her limbs feeling like they'll cut out from under her.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Hearing Bexi moan sent shivers down Diego's spine and his cock twitched in response, especially when he felt her maidenhood was so close to his shaft. He spun the spinner, trying to focus on the game. It was for his elft hand, but when he moved, he lost his balanced and began to tumble. You beat me, he couldn't help but say. However, he fell on her and the shift in balance caused his trunks to slip further off, fully exposing his erect manhood out in the air. As he Diego fell on top of Bexi, his shaft resting her butt and touched her pussy, sending shockwaves through him. His body craved her.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Bexi was shocked, a little speechless and a little aroused. Diego seemed so desperate for a release, and Bexi loved him and wanted him to be happy. As she landed, her top shifted, her breasts hanging from the bikini cups, but pressed into the blanket. Perhaps it would be the kind thing to do to join you in a topless state.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

With Bexi's top now off, they were both now practically naked. Brother and sister, now closer than ever. Diego's restraint finally broke and years of pent-up lust, desire and affection overwhelmed him. He shifted his position a bit and Diego groaned out loud as he began sliding in his cock inside of her wet pussy, crossing the forbidden line into that of lovers. His mind went white-hot with pleasure.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Bexi tenses, a shot of pleasure flooding through her, unable to keep herself lucid. She pants heavily, not quite sure why Diego is doing this to her. Y...yes I won it she says, knowing that what she said could be taken either way. Her whole body seemingly betraying her. Diego is driving Bexi wild, and they are related.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Here's your prize, Diego said as he was panting, being turned on even more by her phrase. Diego wrapped his arms around her, his hands ending up grasping at her breasts and he began moving slowly, his hard cock going in and out of Bexi. They were on all fours like animals, but Diego didn't care. He loved her, loved her not just as a sister, but as a woman. I love you, he told her, but the context was now far different.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

Bexi wriggles and writhes, her body unable to handle what this cock is doing to her. Her pussy is leaking uncontrollably, and she is being brought to the precipice of pleasure. Her breathing seems erratic, her chest heaving with each gulp of air.
Thread: Sister Twister: Magatama_Slave & MysteriousD

I love you so much and I don't want anyone else to have you, Diego breathed out in a primal state, feeling his sister wriggle underneath him. He responded by holding her closer and letting his hands play with her large lovely breasts, even pinching her nipples. He began picking up the pace. He was a virgin, but he knew some stuff from the porn he watched and hentai he read and he wanted to pleasure his sister.
Thread: Dream at My Doorstep (Sigr and Octo P)

Before that moment, he wasn't. Or maybe he was, but couldn't remember. There was a distinct notion of being, and yet, it seemed like it didn't matter anymore, that he had a second chance. And then, all of a sudden, he was. At first it was just a wrapping around his conscience, like a warm blanket on a cold night, something that made him feel safe, floating in a well of darkness that despite offering no information of his surroundings, it somehow illuminated him. Marveled at his own naked form and yet feeling comfortable, familiar with it, he moved arms and legs without a second thought. Out of the darkness and into the light, his environment went from black to white, blinding all the same, but now he stepped on firm smooth ground, able to look at the pond of liquid he had gotten out from. Kneeling by the pond he saw a reflection that he instantly recognized as his own returned a full lipped smile, and he could see his own features, even if the dark liquid made them look less bright than they should. The white room flared, if it was a room after all since he couldn't discern walls or a ceiling, engulfing his world in a pure light, one with a purpose. Lorenzo, as that was his name, there was no doubt about it, found himself on the streets of a city, afternoon's setting sun shining gold on his olive skin. His lean and tall physique was admirable, although the impact of it was diminished by strange fashion choices as flip flops, cargo shorts and a Hawaiian shirt. The fingers of his right hand brushed past some disheveled blonde locks that gave him a weirdly enticing look of being just out of bed, even if it was clear that he was wide awake, his hazel eyes scouting the horizon. Lorenzo picked up his meager possessions next to him, tucking a somewhat battered surfboard under one arm and a small trolley suitcase with the other, clattering on his way. He knew where he was going, and he knew who he had to meet, and even if he didn't really know much else, he didn't feel worried or unsafe. It was dark when he arrived to where he had to be, and then he felt somewhat nervous, wondering if things were going to go fine. What if Tsoka rejected him? No, it was not possible, he was all he wanted, right? How could he reject his own dreams and wishes? Bah, it would be fine, things always sorted out for the best, right? Leaning his surfboard next to the entrance and leaving the suitcase aside, Lorenzo took a deep breath, naturally smiled wide and knocked on the door. He hoped that even if it was already getting dark as the night started, Tsoka wouldn't be already in bed, he wouldn't like to disturb him, but Lorenzo didn't want to wait more to find him. Just in case he knocked again, waiting eagerly as he shifted his weight from one feet to another, curious about how Tsoka would be as he knew nothing more than his name and where he lived.
Thread: Dream at My Doorstep (Sigr and Octo P)

Tsoka frowned as he heard a knock, and then another at his door. He hadn't ordered anything, and he was in the middle of working, who could be at his door? He got up, and smoothed his hands over his clothes a little, pushing his dark hair over his shoulder before taking off his reading glasses, leaving the coding he'd been working on to go to the door and peek through the eye hole. What he saw baffled him beyond reason, and he stood there, staring for several moments, trying to process what must be a dream. It was the man he'd made up in his client's simulation-- but there, real, standing at his door step. He opened the door cautiously, hoping this wasn't some sort of prank, that he wasn't going to have to use his out of practice strength to over power an intruder, and he frowned at the man at the door, looking him over and finding that despite his suspicion, he was just as attractive as Tsoka had imagined he'd be. Um... He began, Can I help you? Perhaps this was some sort of candy gram service, he'd say some cute thing, hand him a rose and be on his way. Perhaps it was a prank and he'd be black listing his client so hard he'd never work again. Perhaps he was at his desk, dreaming after having dozed off. No matter what, this couldn't have been real, he couldn't have made a person on a website only for him to appear at his door, especially when that website had been meant to build one's ideal lover. After all, the website hadn't asked anything about him except his name and address... how could this handsome beach babe of a man want anything to do with him, someone he knew nothing about?
Thread: Dream at My Doorstep (Sigr and Octo P)

Hello? Lorenzo asked, wondering if maybe he wouldn't be there, something that would ruin any plans, even if he wasn't much of a planner and went with instinct. He didn't have nowhere else to go, but he had the certainty, or maybe just a gut feeling, that the one he was looking for was right there. He had to be. Lorenzo was about to knock on the door again when it opened slowly, revealing the man he was looking for just behind, almost protectively. His long brown hair looked like the deepest chocolate in the relative darkness of the lobby, but even there the little pale skin he showed seemed to hold its own light, as those mesmerizing green eyes lured Lorenzo closer. Keeping his wits, Lorenzo didn't step closer or invaded Tsoka's personal space, given how wary he looked. Lorenzo's hazel eyes gleamed with an amber shine all the same, transparently happy to see the man he was looking for, his smile widening bright across his face. Help me? Maybe- Lorenzo kind of answered, even if poorly, tapping his chin with a finger. But I'm the one who's here to help you! he said enthused, using that same finger to point at his beaming face. I'm Lorenzo, and I have been sent here for you, Tsoka he said, gentle. Wait, did I say that right? Tso-ka. Or is it more like Ts-okaa. It's weird, but I like it Lorenzo smiled again, clumsily trying to do his best with Tsoka's name. I hope you weren't like super busy, or didn't interrupt your dinner... he said, using his height to peek over Tsoka into the house to no avail, as it was quite dark in there. So... Lorenzo scratched his golden locks, Can I go in? I don't have many things with me, so I won't be much of a bother he guessed, eyeing his small trolley suitcase and his surf board. I mean, I can't be of much help from out here, can I? he asked, once again gentle and smiling.
Thread: Dream at My Doorstep (Sigr and Octo P)

Tsoka stared at Lorenzo, dumb founded as he spoke, and for whatever reason he stepped back, opening the door to let the other man in. ... You were sent here? To help me? With what? He asked, incredulous and completely confused by the idea of that. His apartment wasn't a terrible mess, but he honestly was too perplexed by the beautiful man who had claimed to be sent there for him to care about the state of his home. He flicked on a light, flinching at the change in atmosphere, and rubbed one of his eyes for a moment, and then both, as though Lorenzo was some figment of his imagination he could dust away from his retinas. Nope. Lorenzo was still there, blonde and tall and real. There has to be some sort of... mistake, It was the only word he could think of to describe this. Who sent you? And um-- He suddenly hesitated to mention that Lorenzo painfully met the specifications of his dream man, down to the surfer aesthetic. ... How--... How do you... look the way you do? He asked, awkwardly, reaching behind his long hair to rub the back of his neck in a show of discomfort and anxiousness. He closed the door once Lorenzo was inside, and kept his distance from the other man, hoping still that this wasn't some sort of trap or assassination attempt. He hadn't been in a proper fight in a while, but he was still quite a bit stronger than any human. That being said, how could this man be human? What was he? Tsoka had no idea, so he kept a safe amount of space between them.
Thread: Dream at My Doorstep (Sigr and Octo P)

Happy that without word but with gesture Tsoka let him in, Lorenzo soon grabbed his little luggage and the surf table and walked in his house, leaving them at the entrance. As a light was turned on, he could see how comfortable the place looked, not a complete chaos but neither an artificially overtly tidy house. It looked natural, comfortable and lived in, more of a home than a house. I like it here he mused, nodding happily before returning his attention to the questions Tsoka seemed to have, even if he struggled voicing them as he looked with an expression of disbelief. To help you with anything. Or everything he answered, like that clarified anything, before taking a small walk around, peeking into the nearest rooms to check them out. I don't mind a bit of mess Lorenzo said, gentle. But I could help with that, although it looks like you need to get out more he nodded to himself, his golden locks bouncing a bit. I can cook too, so that's a plus Lorenzo added, peeking into the kitchen. Mistake? Lorenzo looked at Tsoka, a slight worry clouding his expression that had been jolly so far. I look like this because you wanted it so he shrugged, but his smile didn't return yet. I'm not what you wanted? Is something wrong with me? he asked, clearly worried. If you have a stiff neck I can massage it for y- he said, stepping closer but soon stopping, noticing that Tsoka kept distance between them and didn't want him anywhere close. I don't want to be a bother, I'm not supposed to be a bother... Lorenzo sounded clearly conflicted. You were supposed to like me, did I do something wrong? he said, clearly as lost in the situation as Tsoka was, if not more. The tall man fidgeted, looking conflicted as he shifted his weight from one feet to another, almost shuffling around like a nervous puppy.