“Huh. Yeah that’s true.”
“And only from the front. You wear baggy clothes, so honestly I had no idea what you looked like underneath until you walked out here.”
“Wait, you told me I was sexy last night!”
“Okay, so I may have said one little thing to get you to feel better.”
“Is that the only thing?!”
“Yes.”
“So you *didn’t* think I was sexy?”
“I had no idea. Like I said, you only wear sweatpants and loose t-shirts.”
She calmed down, now less angry and more just confused: “But… you had sex with me?”
“And?”
“You didn’t know if you’d think I was sexy, but you had sex with me?”
“I knew you were cute. And I knew you wouldn’t look bad under your clothes. Well, as long as you weren’t secretly anorexic or something.”
“You’re weird.”
“Says the girl that asked her brother to fuck her.”
“Says the brother that did it.”
“Yep.”
She sat down on the edge of the pool, letting her feet hang down into the water. For a while we sat and enjoyed the nice day. Eventually she leaned over and asked:
“Do you want to see the rest?”
“Huh?”
“You said you hadn’t seen it. That’s weird right? Like, we’ve had sex, but you haven’t seen me naked?”
“Yeah, I want to see.”
“Let’s go inside.”
I dried off and followed her inside and down to my room. She was hesitant.
“Want me to go first?” I asked.
“Would you?”
I was only wearing my trunks anyway, so I stripped and threw them off to the side onto the concrete floor. She eyed me up and down.
“Well,” I asked.
“You look good.”
“Am I sexy,” I asked mostly joking.
She blushed, “y-yeah.”
“Okay, your turn.”
She untied her top and let it fall to the ground, then pulled her bottom down and stepped out of it. There she was in her full naked glory. Tall and thin, with some hips that might not have been all that wide in absolute terms, but looked great on her petite frame. Her boobs were very small, no more than an A cup, with tiny pink nipples.
“Let’s see the back,” I said.
“You first,” she said.
I turned around and wiggled my ass at her, which she then smacked playfully.
“Your turn,” I said.
She turned around and wiggled her butt at me too. It was a cute little butt. Not big my any means, but not flat either. It had a nice curve to it. I gave it a gentle smack that quickly turned into a grope.
“I guess you like my butt?”
“It’s cute.”
“How can a butt be cute?”
“By looking like yours.”
She turned around again, now very close to me. I looked into her beautiful eyes once again and I felt that love for her. I grabbed her by her cute little butt and pulled her into a kiss. She reciprocated at first, but then me pushed away.
“Nate… I don’t think we should do that…”
“I can fuck you, eat your pussy, cum in your mouth, but you won’t let me kiss you?”
“It’s different. It feels different. It was just sex. That was… I don’t know.”
“You can say it.”
“It was love. Romantic love.”
“Is that bad?”
“Well yeah. You’re my brother.”
“I’m okay with that. Are you really that against it? I mean, you’re okay with sex.”
“…I don’t know. I guess I’m not, but…”
“But?” I asked.
“But how is it going to work out? We’d never be able to tell anyone!”
“Why not?”
“Cause they’d think we’re freaks!”
“Then fuck’em. We’ll make other friends. Besides, I bet a bunch of them would stand by us even though they thought we were weird.”
“Maybe… Still, what about mom and dad. Dad would literally kill you.”
“Nah, I could take him.”
“That doesn’t make me feel better. I mean, is it even legal?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know, but you want to do it?! You’re older than me! You’re the one they’d put in jail!”
“Well, look it up. You can use my laptop.”
She grabbed my laptop and sat on my bed. I sat next to her. She opened google and searched “incest legality united states.”
“Looks like it varies by state…”
“Well what’s the law here?”
“Uh… Brother and sister is legal… but not marriage.”
“See, I won’t go to jail.”
“Oh, well that just makes it all okay then,” she said exasperated.
“Sorry.”
“Huh?”
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have kissed you.”
“I’m not mad about the kiss. I liked kissing you… I’m just not sure we can have that kind of relationship. I can’t believe you actually… want that. I figured I was just a convenient fuck-buddy or something.”
“That was pretty much the case at first…”
“But?”
“But I think I fell in love with you.”
“You think?”
“I mean, I *know* I love you. But this is different… Remember Britney?”
“Your first girlfriend? Yeah. You were pretty broken up about it when she moved.”
“I loved Britney. When I look at you, it makes me feel like she made me feel. Like I want to hold onto you and not let go.”
“I think I know what you mean. I didn’t think you felt the same way though… But I still don’t think it’s a good idea,” she said.
“We’re like best friends. We hang out every day. We already have sex. We already love each other.”