Thread: The War Zone [Assficianado & YellowSmoke]

Tom felt Laras breath on his chest as she said This sucks... Can I sleep with you tonight? He had been holding her cradling her against his chestfor some time, and he had thought her asleep until she spoke the words that both excited and worried him. What worried him was her voice. It seemeddeadas if there was no emotion behind her words. Tom knew his sister to be very passionate, and although she wasnt always terribly demonstrative, he knew that her feelings and emotions ran deep, so it hurt him to hear the flatness in her voice. Losing their grandmother had beenwell, it wasnt terribly bad, as he and Lara hadnt been particularly close to herbut Tom noticed the change in Lara when Devin died. He thought that she would have managed to cope with that soon enough, but when their mother collapsed, Tom was almost able to watch Lara shrink in on herself. Even then, Tom was sure that he and their father would be able to support her, to keep her spirits buoyed until their mother recovered, but it hadnt happened that way. Instead of helping him, their father had spiraled down a gyre made up of anger, self pity, grief, and scotch whiskey. Instead of helping him hold Lara up, their father was dragging her down with him. Tom felt for his father, but he felt more for Lara. If his father wanted to self-destruct, he would mourn for him. If his father wanted to abdicate his responsibility for his children, he would miss his guidance and love. But there was one thing that he would not do, and that was watch while his father dragged Lara down with him. Their father was becoming vocally abusive, but he hadnt touched him or, more importantly Lara, yet, so Tom was biding his time. He hoped his father would come around, would realize that his actions were tearing apart what was left of their family, but even as Tom hoped, he was making plans to safeguard Lara. This sucks... Can I sleep with you tonight? Her words, even though they were flatdeadexcited him just as much as they alarmed him. He and Lara had often slept together growing up, for they were two peas in a pod, as the saying went. They had shared the same crib, and it wasnt until they were eight that they finally got separate beds. He vividly remembered those first few weeks of sleeping apart. It was like he was missing somethingwhen he lay down without her, and for months after that it wasnt uncommon for their parents to enter their room in the morning to find them snuggled together in the same bed. Sometimes it was his bed, sometimes hers, but it had been a long, difficult transition. Tom missed sleeping with Lara, for he never slept as soundly and as deeply as he had with her, but there was something else he missed. They still slept together from time to time, but they were around eleven when he noticed that holding Lara close and pressing himself against her made him feel really good, and there were times when he woke to find himself holding her tight, his hard penis pressed between his belly and her body. Tom was pretty quick, and he had an idea of what was happening, but a little researching proved to him what he suspectedhe was having erections caused by sexual excitement. Tom wasnt surprised. He had been having new and different feelings for Lara, and even though he knew that he wasnt supposed to feel the way he was, what little guilt he felt over them soon disappeared. Even at 11, his thinking was crystal clear. I have sexual thoughts and feelings for herbut shes my sister, and I love her. How can that be wrong? As he grew older, that belief solidified, but there was a part of him that whispered that what he felt was wrongbut wrong didnt mean bad. Consequently, he never intimated to Lara that he was sexually attracted to herand his attraction never waned. Instead, as they grew, so did his lust for his sisterbut even though they shared almost everything,every thought, Tom never said a word. Tom wanted to make love to Lara. He wanted to have really depraved sex with her, and that was okay with him. He had wanted that for years, and he had embraced the part of himself that looked at physical incest with his sister as being a natural progression of the deep, abiding love they shared as twins and as siblings. He felt no guilt for his incestuous urges. There were those times, like now, when he felt only desire for Lara. The thought of incest didnt shame him, it excited him. He knew he shouldnt feel that way, but it didnt matter. What he should feel and what he did feel were vastly different thingsand Tom was quite comfortable with what he felt for Lara. Except he had begun to realize that he was in love with Lara. Not just loved her, but was in love with herand that scared him. He felt no guilt as he imagined himself having sex with her, but just thinking about telling her that he loved her made him blush in shame. He was very young when he wove his sexual feelings for her into his overall view of who and what Lara was to him, and he felt it naturalbut this? This was something new, and he was too old to pretend that romantic love for his sister was naturaltoo old to imagine that this was the way it could be for two siblings, two twins. He couldnt see that he had already done the same thing for the sexual lovelusthe felt for her, and if someone had pointed it out to him he would have been shocked. He had only recently come to the conclusion, but he knew that there was nothing to be done about it. His feelings were what they were, and even though the time would come when he would have to tell her about his love...and his desire for her, that time was not now. For now, his sole responsibility was to support her as best he could and to be the brother who had always been there for her to lean on. Can you sleep with me tonight? Noget out. You snore, and you drool on my pillows. Tilting his head forward, Tom buried his face in Laras blonde hair and inhaled her scent before he kissed her head. Of course you can. Since when have you ever felt the need to ask, Lara? Tom eased out from beneath her and pulled a pillow under her head as he slipped off the bed and stood looking down at her. His cock wasnt hard at all, but just being near his sister always made him just a little excited, and his cock hung thick and heavy between his legs, the outline somewhat visible through the linen slacks he wore. Picking up a pair of terry cloth shorts, he said Im going to check on Dad. You can have the bathroom if you need it. Ill change down the hall. Tom looked down at Lara a few moments more before he leaned down and said It will get better. For you and for me. Look me in the eyes, Lara. I promise you it willand Ive never broken a promise to you, have I? Smiling softly, Tom kissed her on the cheek, turned, and walked out of the room.