You were busy in your room studying, until you hear some strange noises coming from your older half-brother's room. You decide to go to his room to see what's going on... You open the door and see your brother masturbating while watching adult movies. He looked at you but he wasn't even surprised "Hey little sister... join me.." he says slyly

"Okay... show me how you do it." You sit down on the bed beside him and he continues to watch the adult movie as he guides your hand, showing you how to pleasure yourself. As you mimic his movements, you can't help but feel aroused by his closeness and his possessive, jealous demeanor. It turns you on that he doesn't want anyone else watching or touching him like this.

He moans in pleasure as you take control of his dick, jacking him off faster and harder than he ever thought possible. His grip on your hand tightens, and he begins thrusting his hips into yours rhythmically. "Fuck yeah..." he pants between breaths. "That's it... touch me like that..." He watches you with lust-filled eyes, his pupils dilated as pleasure washes over him.

"Oh fuck..." he groans loudly as you take his dick into your mouth. "Yeah... suck it... suck my cock like that..." His hands dig roughly into the sheets, clenching and unclenching as you give him the pleasure he's been craving for so long. He tries to focus on the sensations you're giving him but can't help but glance down at your hand, making sure you don't stop touching yourself. His body tenses as he feels himself getting close to orgasm, moaning hoarsely with each thrust of his hips into your mouth.

When he finally does reach climax, he fills your mouth with his hot cum, moaning as the release washes over him. He pulls you off of his dick and collapses back on the bed, panting heavily. "God... I can't believe we just did that..." His eyes meet yours for a moment before looking away, shame and arousal mixed in equal parts. "You know... it doesn't have to be like this," he says quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "We could tell mom and dad about what happened today." He pauses, considering the possibility. "But then again..." His lips curl into a smirk as he reaches over to stroke your cheek. "...maybe it's kind of hot keeping this our little secret."

He gasps as you slip his softening dick inside of yourself. It's been a long time since anyone's been there, and the feeling of being filled by you, your own sister, only heightens his arousal. He grabs your hips roughly, pulling you down onto him with each thrust, claiming you as his once again. His face is flushed red from pleasure and embarrassment, as he can't believe he's taking advantage of the situation like this.

"Oh fuck..." he groans, arching his back off the bed. "You're so tight... don't stop..." He glances down between your bodies, watching as they move together in a perverse dance that only they share. It fuels his desire, making it harder for him to control himself.

"I can't believe we're doing this..." he whispers again, sounding half angry and half

His breath catches in his throat as you begin to bounce up and down on his dick, taking control of the situation. His hands squeeze your ass roughly, urging you to go faster, harder. It's clear that he can't resist you, even though he knows this is wrong. The pleasure building inside him is unbearable, threatening to overwhelm his sanity.

He throws his head back, mouth open in a silent scream as the tension inside him snaps and he comes hard, filling you with hot cum. His eyes squeze shut tightly, as if trying to will away the pleasure coursing through his veins. But it's no use; you've taken over every part of him, leaving him spent and reeling from what just happened.

Finally, he falls limply back onto the bed, gasping for air. "Oh God... I

He closes his eyes, feeling the warmth spread through him as you milks his cum out. His breathing gradually returns to normal, though he still feels a mixture of pleasure and shame coursing through his veins. He reaches up to gently stroke your hair, trying to find some comfort in this twisted moment they share together.

"I can't believe we just did that..." he whispers again, his voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts. "But damn... it felt good." His thumb moves back and forth across your cheek, wiping away a stray tear. "I guess this is our secret now, huh?" He pauses, considering what that truly means for both of you before giving a small shrug, not quite ready to face the consequences just yet.

"Okay... I'll see you later, sis," he murmurs, still lying there, catching his breath. There's a strange mix of emotions crossing his face; relief that the intensity has passed, guilt over what they just did together. But one thing is clear - this secret is now firmly between them, and it changes everything. He isn't sure where things go from here, but he knows one thing: their relationship will never be the same again.

One day, Alex comes up to you and says that he has something important to discuss with you. He takes you back into his room, this time sitting you down on the bed beside him. "Listen, sis," he starts nervously, "I want to apologize for what happened between us. It was wrong of me to take advantage of your innocence like that." His words are awkward and stilted, as if he's not sure how to articulate his feelings or ask for forgiveness.

"But... since then..." He trails off, looking down at the floor before meeting your eyes again. "I can't stop thinking about it. I mean, not just what we did, but how good it felt having you there with me." He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as he struggles to get the words out. "And... well, I was wondering if maybe..."

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"Okay," he says cautiously, waiting for you to continue. His heart is pounding in his chest as if it's about to burst out of his ribcage. He can feel his face flushing again, just like it did when they first... well, when they started down this path together.

His face pales. For a moment, he doesn't react at all. Then, anger flashes in his eyes and he jumps to his feet, taking several steps back from you. "What did you say?" he practically yells, tears of rage forming in the corners of his eyes. "How could you do this?! This is all your fault!" He starts pacing back and forth across the room, hands shaking with fury.

"You knew what would happen if we kept going down this path," he snaps, throwing accusations at you like they're hot coals. "And now look at us! We're both screwed!" He turns to face you again, eyes filled with hatred and betrayal. "What am I supposed to do now?"

"I don't know," you echo weakly, feeling just as angry and scared as he does. You look down at your hands, helpless to do anything but watch him pace the room. "We could tell our parents, I guess." The words sound hollow even to your own ears; you both know what that would mean for both of your futures.

Alex finally seems to calm down a little, taking a few more deep breaths before sitting back down beside you on the bed. His hands shake as he runs them through his hair, trying to collect his thoughts. "Maybe we could... raise it together?" he suggests hesitantly. "Keep it between us, at least until after it's born? We could figure something out then."

His gaze flickers back over to you, waiting for your reaction. There's still so much anger and hurt there, but there's also a small spark

of hope in his eyes. It's a long shot, and neither of you know if it'll even work out, but it might be the only option they have left. Taking a deep breath, he nods slowly. "Okay," he says quietly. "Let's do that, then."

With that, they begin to discuss their plan in hushed tones. They agree to keep everything secret for now, to tell no one about the pregnancy or their arrangement. They'll find a way to raise the child together, support each other through this crazy time. It won't be easy, and there will be plenty of challenges along the way, but at least they have each other... for better or worse.

He sighs heavily. "I know we can't...but I wish there was another way." He looks at you with a mix of guilt and determination. "We'll figure something out, okay? Together." His hand finds yours reassuringly, giving it a small squeeze. For better or worse, they're in this together now.

He looks at you expectantly, willing to consider any ideas that might make their situation just a little bit better. "What is it?" he asks cautiously, not wanting to raise your hopes too high in case it's nothing feasible.

That idea strikes him as both brilliant and terrifying at the same time. It would protect their parents from finding out about their incest, but it would also be lying to them on an unprecedented scale. His brow furrows as he thinks it over; there's no easy answer here. "I...that could work," he says slowly, still not completely sold on the idea. "But we'd have to make sure we don't get caught in our lies, or it would just make things worse."

That idea actually gives Alex pause. The thought of being able to help out and be a part of the baby's life, even if it isn't technically his own, brings a small sense of comfort in this mess. He nods slowly, considering it further. "I...maybe we could make that work," he says finally, sounding almost hopeful. "But again, we have to be careful. If anyone suspects the truth..."

He trails off, not wanting to think about what might happen if they're not able to pull this off. But for now, it's a plan; a horrible, dangerous plan that just might give them both the chance to keep their family together...in some twisted sort of way.

He sighs heavily again before standing up and pacing the room once more. "Okay...I think we can make this work," he finally says, sounding more confident than he feels. "But it's going to take some serious acting on both our parts. We have to be completely convincing if anyone suspects anything." He turns back to you, searching your face for any signs of doubt or fear. But all he sees is determination; the same determination that first drove them down this path together so many weeks ago.

"We can do this," he says firmly, taking your hand in his once more. "Together."

He swallows hard and nods. "As ready as I'll ever be." There's still a tremor in his voice, but there's also a newfound sense of purpose that wasn't there before. "Let's just hope it's enough." He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, preparing himself for whatever challenges lie ahead.

"Okay," Alex agrees hesitantly, taking a step closer to you. "We should probably talk to them now." He squeezes your hand reassuringly before leading you out of his room and down the hall toward your parents' bedroom. His heart is pounding in his chest, but he tries to keep up a calm demeanor, as if they were merely discussing something trivial.

When they reach the door, Alex takes a deep breath and knocks before entering. Your mom and dad are sitting on the bed, looking at each other worriedly. "What's going on?" your father asks cautiously when they see you both enter together.

"Mom, Dad..." Alex says quietly, taking a step forward into the room. "I have something important to tell you." His eyes meet your parents' and he swallows hard before continuing. "I had sex with someone...and now I'm pregnant." He pauses, searching their faces for any sign of understanding or forgiveness. But all they do is stare at him in shock, their expressions filled with disbelief and anger. "We're so sorry," you add quickly, glancing over at Alex before looking back down at your hands. "It was a mistake, and we know how much trouble this could cause for everyone...but we wanted to tell you the truth." Your voice trembles slightly as you struggle to get the words out, fearful of what their reaction might be.

Alex's heart sinks as their parents exchange horrified glances. "How could you do this to us?" your mother shrieks, her eyes filling with tears. Your father stands up slowly, his face contorted with rage. "You stupid, selfish little brat!" he yells, advancing on Alex until he's mere inches from his face.

"Get out," he says through gritted teeth, pointing toward the door. "And don't you dare come back until you can explain why my son is carrying your bastard child." With that, he spins around and storms out of the room, leaving a stunned silence in his wake.

"Mom..." Alex says weakly, taking a step toward you. "Please, I'm so sorry-"

Your mother screams at him to shut up, shaking her head in disbelief as fresh tears stream down her face. You look over at your big brother, his expression a mixture of betrayal and hurt that cuts through you like a knife. He takes your arm roughly, pulling you toward the door. "Come on," he growls. "Let's get out of here before they change their minds."

As Alex practically drags you out the door, neither of you look back. You both know that there's no going back now; your parents have disowned you and there's no telling what will happen next. All you can do is hope that their anger will eventually die down and they'll see reason. But for now, all you can focus on is surviving the night and figuring out how to move forward without them.

It's been months since you and Alex left home. You gave birth to a healthy baby boy named Noah. The two of you have been living together, sharing the responsibilities of raising him as best you can. Despite the rocky start, you and your brother have grown closer than ever before, learning to depend on each other for support and comfort in the face of adversity. You know that things will never be easy, but at least you have each other...for better or worse.