Monsters in the Closet

I was hanging out at the mall with my girlfriend Sue when Dad called and asked me to meet him at my sister Barb’s place. He mentioned that David’s dad (David is my brother-in-law) has been hospitalized and is currently in critical care. Daddy said briefly that the doctors could soon put him on life support. It didn’t take me long to assess the situation, knowing how close Davis was to his father and that his father (Bob) was in a dangerous state of his life. Like David, my dad and Bob also had a very close relationship and they have been very close friends ever since they met when Barb was still dating David some years back.

When I got to Barb’s place soon after dropping off Sue, my parents were all set to hit the road with David and Barb to be with David’s dad. My middle sister, Kathy (Kat) was also there. David was shaken by the news and did not seem able to handle the three-hour drive to where his parents lived. Even before I got there until we receive Kat had already been instructed to care for Barb’s and David’s only child, Trent. I was asked by my parents to help Kat with the boy until they returned, or until we receive further instructions. Kat and I didn’t think taking care of four-year-old Trent was a big problem because we had sat for him several times before. We assured Barb that we would look after Trent.

Kat’s second year at the local junior college has always been a free spirit, daring, and has a little bit of a tomboyish personality. When she was younger, she drove our parents crazy by getting into a lot of trouble, but she settled after graduating from high school. Since Barb got married and left the house, Kat and I have had a very close relationship and she has been more of a friend to me than an elder sister. I was born about fourteen months after Kat and expected to attend the same university at the beginning of the next school year.

We watched our nephew’s favorite cartoons on TV after the family departed. Just before dinner time, I also took Trent swimming in the back thinking to cheer him up, hoping that being engaged would help him to forget not having his parents around. Likewise thought that playing in the pool would exhaust Trent enough before his bedtime and help him fall asleep quickly, allowing me to sneak out to be with Sue that evening again.

All went well until dinner time for Trent. He was fully aware that his parents were out but being in familiar surroundings with us made him a bit comfortable. However, when Kat started to feed him, he became all bad-tempered. After shouting, screaming, and giving various orders, he started crying, asking for his parents. When his screams and cries got out of control, Kat handed me the dish and went to the kitchen to make a few hot dogs for us. I somehow managed to feed the little rogue a few mouthfuls, alternating dinner with ice cream.

Kat, I made a deal with me to stay around till Trent went to sleep. She said that once Trent has fallen asleep, I could leave and return to help her with the boy the next morning if I wanted to. I was delighted by Kat’s generosity and enthusiastically accepted. I even went as far as offering to clean up the kitchen while Kat got Trent ready for bed, hoping to at least go to a movie with my girlfriend Sue when Kat lets me go.

Several minutes later, Kat yelled from the bathroom and asked me to bring some of Barb’s clothes for her to wear. “He is very naughty today!” Kat said out loud when I approached the bathroom with a nightshirt that I grabbed from a drawer in Barb’s room. What Kat had on was soaked with water and it wasn’t difficult to guess how her clothes may have gotten wet seeing Trent in the bathtub splashed water all over the place, while he was having a great time in the water. Taking the clothes, I had brought, Kat picked up little Trent in the bath and handed him to me, saying.

“Put pajamas on him and put him to bed. I am going to get out of these wet clothes and take a shower.”

As soon as Trent was dressed and in bed, he became grouchy again. He was sleepy and tired but did not want to go to bed without someone staying by his bedside. Then again, he began to cry and asked his parents, asserting that I had been mean to him. When I tried to leave, he became violent and started to throw his stuffed animals, pillows, etc.; at me and then sob.

Luckily for me, Kat came in to see what was going on with Trent, after her shower, Tent complained that there were monsters in the room, and he was scared to sleep without having one of us in the room.

“There are no monsters in here sweaty… we are here to look after you. Now get some sleep, there is nothing to worry about. We are here for you, aren’t we?”

Kat tried to comfort Trent, but he kept on insisting that there were monsters under the bed and in the closet. Kat checked under the bed and assured Trent that there were no monsters. I checked the closet, which was crammed with boxes and junk, and proved to him closet was also free of monsters as well.

“No, you guys are lying. There are monsters in the closet and under the bed too. Okay, Uncle Josh, you stay in the closet to stop monsters from attacking me? Ok”

I was humbly ordered by Trent when Kat started laughing. I so wanted that little rascal to fall asleep to be able to leave. Therefore, I unwearyingly cleared just enough room in the closet to get my 6’2” frame but didn’t have enough room for me to stand inside, so I gingerly sat on the closet floor and rested my back against the back wall.

“Okay, sweetie, Uncle Josh is going to stay here to protect you. Aunty Kat is going to the bathroom to dry her hair now ok” Kat announced running her fingers over her wet hair, but this little kid didn’t want to part from Kat.

“NO…” Trent yelled “You too Aunty Kat… Go to the closet. If you leave, monsters will come to get me.” It was my turn to laugh as Kat shook her head and came to the closet to join me.

“It was entirely your fault. You may have scared the kid and now I must pay for it.” Kat grumbled. “MOVE!!!” She said she was stepping into the closet, making her face irritated. I moved my butt to make room for her to sit, but there wasn’t enough room in the already cramped closet. She gnashed her teeth, sat in my lap, and pressed her body firmly against me to punish me.

We had no choice but to sit with Kat in my lap as Trent kept lifting his head off the pillow to see if we were still there. We sat down quietly until he fell asleep. I was uncomfortable and my back started to hurt after a few minutes of being in the same position, but when I sought to adjust my position, I suddenly became aware that my cock was now semi-hard getting aroused under the loose swimming trunks that I had on. I began to worry as my sister’s ass was planted firmly on my lap as my dick began to stir and swell. I tried to remain calm to control my cock, but to no avail. I was shocked at the suddenness of my erection, not to mention that it was my sister that was the cause. I froze, not knowing what to do. I tried to remember the butt that made my cock hard belonged to my sister with my eyes closed and breathing slowly to calm myself down.

“Are you there Aunt Kat?’ Trent inquired again. This time, Kat raised her ass just enough, so that when she looked up to answer Trent, and then lowered herself again, placing the split of her butt right on top of my length. I was worried and embarrassed. I was hoping she wouldn’t notice that my prick is now between her buttocks.

Her nightshirt had risen above her knees and, visually, had no panties beneath. I shifted to one side, turning my hips slightly, hoping to encourage Kat to change her position to one side or the other, so that she would feel less of my cock but to no avail. I worried that my sister might feel my cock thumping between her ass cheeks. Instead, Kat moved her ass further up on my lap, most likely feeling my hard-on between her ass-cheeks during the process. She didn’t stop there, instead, she went on to adjust her upper body sideways to get better leverage to lean on my chest, causing my cock to grow even harder and longer.

While I was regretful of being sexually aroused by my sister, I tried vainly to find a way to make my cock go soft. Nothing came to mind and fighting a losing battle with my betrayer member, I waited for the inevitable. I reached and wrapped my arms around my sister’s stomach area and held her close, hoping to keep her still to prevent her body movement which was one of the causes of my rising member. That was a big mistake.

“Is something happening to you…?”

I didn’t know how to answer, nor did I know what to do, but managed to say “Sorry Kat”

“You better move your thing somewhere else…I am your sister, not your girlfriend” Kat grumbled, but the tone of her voice had no trace of threat. She was uncomfortable sitting on her younger brother’s hard-on. I couldn’t blame her but at the same time, I knew I no longer had the power to control my arousal either. I was clueless as I began to think of my next move to escape the embarrassment.

I quickly parted my legs as Kat raised her ass off my lap. Then I swiftly moved my cock against the left leg. This time, Kat sat on the floor, between my legs instead of on my lap, and she bent her knees to make herself comfortable, then leaned against my chest again to make herself comfortable as the space allowed in the cramped closet.

With her upper body resting on me and her hands resting on my knees, my cock pulsed eagerly in response, increasing the unintentional motion. My cock remained hard against my leg, and I knew that soon I won’t be able to contain it in my loose swimming trunks. I noticed Kat glancing at my left thigh several times. It was then I found that the head of my cock was showing below the hem of my shorts.

What my sister did next blew my mind. Kat turned her head, wriggling as she did, and smiled. That familiar mischievous smile… Her left hand continued upon my thigh under the hem of the shorts I wore, until it reached the crown of my cock, then in a quick motion, she grabbed and moved it up along my left thigh as if shifting a gear shaft in a car and then pulled down from the hem of my shorts to conceal the weapon.