As Bronk and Peter approached the flock of geese, they were greeted with a chorus of honks and hollering. The lead goose banked towards them, cutting easily through the high winds that Peter dared not attempt alone. “Oi there friend!” The lead goose cried, piercing the air. “Looking for a flock to join? Ain’t too many of us, but the winds are still that much easier to–” The goose did a double-take, nearly wing-slapping his rear compatriot. “Bronk!? Is that you, brother?!” Bronk laughed, and all the other geese joined in as they moved closer. Peter quickly saw that their family colors matched those of his friend’s–rich maroon; brilliant orange. Well, all except the rakish red of their business gear. “You always were the perceptive one, Tronk!” Bronk hollered back. Tronk ululated with delight. “Well I’ll be plucked! I thought you’d given up migration, what with the songbird business plans!” “Oh, they’re going strong–cargo is a booming field back in the mountains of Remex! In fact, let me introduce you to the genius who came up with the idea…” — Old friends, new joys New songs in an old voice Black ink, color bright Tales by day and songs by night–
Oh, come with me to those Remex places, And hear the myths of her feathered races.
So a deal was struck. I needed the money and he had wanted me ever since I became a woman. I would go with him on his business trip and take care of him any way he wanted. I realize I was letting myself be a highly paid escort for my younger brother, but I didn’t care. Maybe I actually wanted some closure on the way I always saw him staring at me when we lived under the same roof.
“It’s just us, li'l brother. Plus, even if your roommate comes home, just tell him I’m some random girl you picked up. He doesn’t need to know how badly your sister needs your dick.”
My little brother always chose the exact wrong times to try and rekindle our incestuous siblings-with-benefits thing, or whatever it was. But maybe that’s why it felt so hot. I mean, I know we didn’t know Aunt Karen very well, but I never expected we’d be sneaking away so I could blow him in the car.
“Fuck me right here, right now, big brother. I know you want to from the way you stare at me. I’m not your baby sister anymore, I can make you explode. Plus, if you don’t, I’ll tell Daddy that you tried to, and you know whose story he’ll believe.”
“Don’t be silly, little brother, I’ll always love you. It’s okay that you got a girlfriend, you didn’t have to be so scared to tell me. It’s not like it’s going to change that fact that you can fuck me whenever you want. How about a blowjob to make you feel better?”
“Of course I know what a blowjob is, big brother! Are you trying to trick me into giving you one? Why don’t you just ask me for one? I’m your little sister, I’ll do anything for you!”
I knew my pervy little brother had been snooping on my camera, so I decided to start taking more pictures. I knew he liked my boobs from the way he stared at them, so I made sure to wear tight shirts. I just had to make sure I wasn’t too obvious or teasing him too badly. He is my little brother, after all.