“So. Fucking. Hot,” Josh grunted, and suddenly he realised that he was on the brink as well. He looked down at Little Joshie and was stunned to see him wrapped up in Aimee’s hand. He didn’t know when that had happened or when it had begun and now wasn’t the time to ask. Instead, he also let himself go. “Fuck! Cumming! Cumming all over you!”
And he did. Cum leapt from his cock and coated Aimee and Robbie on the sides, her front and his back. “Oh, shit! Fuck! Yeah!”
Now, just as quickly as it had started, it was all over for all three of them. They collapsed onto each other and simply gasped for breath together.
After a few moments, the kissing started. Who was kissing who didn’t matter as much as the fact that they were kissing and being kissed. Lips, faces, hands, necks. Anywhere each of them could reach was showered in kisses. Then they simply held each other and smiled.
Twenty minutes had passed. Each of them had, briefly, passed out from exhaustion on Aimee’s mattress and had dozed, happily, in a tangle of naked bodies, arms, legs, heads and… other bits.
Now they had all come around and agreed that they were all really rather hungry. They made their way downstairs. Josh looked, quickly, at his clothes still strewn across the living room floor, debated whether he could be arsed putting them on, realised he couldn’t and, still happily naked, followed the equally happily naked siblings into the kitchen.
Aimee and Robbie would have been the first to admit that they couldn’t cook worth a damn. They had, between them, just about enough culinary skills to heat up a frozen pizza, although even this was something that Aimee had managed to get spectacularly wrong a few months ago, forgetting – somehow – to actually turn the oven on!
This being the case, the siblings briefly debated ordering in until Josh stepped up to the fore. He pulled together a bunch of odds and sods from around the kitchen cupboards and the fridge and knocked up a meal that might not have had Gordon Ramsay begging him to take over as Head Chef at a new Hell’s Kitchen, but was more than impressive enough for the two siblings.
“I can’t believe I picked a boyfriend who can even cook,” Aimee said, giving Josh’s arse a squeeze and kissing him on the neck whilst Josh was doing something she couldn’t describe to some seemingly random ingredients in a pan. “Josh, baby, will you marry me?” She grinned to show it was a joke.
“Maybe next week,” Josh replied, also grinning. “I can’t go marrying a girl who’s never met my mother.”
“Next week it is,” Aimee agreed. “I’m not busy Thursday. Can you manage Thursday?”
“Sorry, babe,” Josh replied and kissed her on the nose. “I’ve got yoga class on Thursday. I can’t miss it. All those women and girls bending in mysterious ways in tight Lycra. Mmm. Makes me hard just to think about it.” He was getting hard, too, although Aimee lightly rubbing her naked tits against his back may have had something to do with it.
“Fuck you, then,” Aimee said and laughed.
“I will,” Josh replied. “You promised. But not until we’ve eaten, huh? I don’t think it would do much for my manly ego if you fell asleep whilst I was getting down!”
Aimee put her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes and made loud snoring sounds. Josh fell about, laughing. “I swear – if you do that in real life, I’ll be smothering you with your own pillow after we’ve fucked!” This set the siblings off laughing as well.
“Seriously, though,” Josh said when the three of them calmed down again. “You’ve got to explain things to me. I know what you said about your mum and dad and the two of you – and I’ve seen that, obviously. But… I mean, come on – what the fuck, guys? How? Why? When? Where? I mean… fuck!”
Aimee nodded at Robbie. The two of them pointed their minds to the crystals in the Games room. They asked what to do. After a moment, they got the answer.
“Okay,” Robbie agreed. “We’ll tell you over dinner. Cos I gotta say, man, whatever you’re making – it smells fantastic!” Aimee nodded her agreement.
Josh looked at the two of them and nodded his assent. “I guess I can wait a few minutes,” he agreed.
Finally, Josh finished doing whatever magic he was putting together with whatever crap he had managed to find to cook and the three of them ate, standing, naked in the kitchen. As they did so, Aimee and Robbie explained about the farmhouse and the blowout which felt, to them, already like half a lifetime ago, when it was, in fact, only a couple of weeks.
They mentioned about how the crystals seemed to guide them to whatever debauchery they truly wanted. When it became clear that Josh didn’t quite understand, they explained about how the crystals had convinced the whole family to do things that they knew they really shouldn’t. How Sarah had given herself to Will for no obvious reason. How Aimee had given Will her anal cherry despite having had no intention of ever letting anything go up there before.
As part of this explanation, it came to the story of Robbie and Tim. Robbie was, initially, nervous to explain about Tim’s fucking his arse and tried to gloss over it, but Aimee dropped her two penn’orth in and dragged the story out of him. Josh, to his surprise, found this part of the story quite fascinating – and oddly intriguing.
They carried on, explaining about how the whole family had fallen into a debauched lifestyle of incest and incessant sex that they didn’t truly understand but now couldn’t live without. How they’d gotten their own crystals (Aimee nipped off to the Games room and brought them in to show them off) and the evening spent with poor old Bill.
They also felt they had to mention how poor old Bill had died the following morning and how the whole family (and, they suspected, Bill himself) had known it was going to happen. Josh was mildly concerned by this fact, but decided to let it slide.
The two siblings rushed through the mad, sex-filled days of the past couple of weeks, briefly explaining about Mike’s day of heavy inflection and flirting at work when he’d taken his crystal in and the time Aimee and Sarah had taken their crystals into the supermarket and how they had eventually had to hide them in the car to avoid being ravished in the aisles.
Finally, Robbie explained that it was because of the crystals that he and Josh (and later he and Aimee and Josh) had had such fun together that day. It was at this point that Aimee stopped talking, looked down at her hands and started to bite her nails; an ugly habit she’d had all her life and that wasn’t going to fucking stop now!
Josh finally understood. “I thought…when we were in the Games room. I thought I heard… a voice?”
“That’s it,” Robbie agreed. Aimee, not looking up, simply nodded. She hoped the two guys couldn’t see the tears on her face. They couldn’t. Not yet, anyway.
“It was telling me… things. Things I didn’t know. Things I didn’t want to know. Things about… fucking.”
“Yeah – they like people fucking,” Robbie agreed with him. “They get more power, or more intense or something. It’s… like food to them, I guess. They feed on it.”
“And that doesn’t bother you?” Josh wasn’t entirely sure it bothered him.
“No,” Robbie said. “Everything is consensual. No-one is forced into it. I didn’t force you, did I? I didn’t pull your pants down and swallow your dick. I didn’t wait for you to fall asleep and assault you whilst you couldn’t stop me. You could have said ‘no’ at any time. But you didn’t. Because you wanted it. And so did I. So why should I care what some crystals want of me? They want me to do it and I want to do it and there are no holds barred. As long as everyone agrees, that’s all that matters.”
“I guess,” Josh said, sounding uncertain when, in fact, he had never been more certain in his life. He’d only been part of this whole thing for a couple of hours, but it was already like a drug to him. Now that everyone had finished eating, he just wanted to go back upstairs and do all sorts of depraved things to the two of them and have them do all sorts of depraved things to each other and to him. Of course, it helped that Robbie was quite good looking for a guy (an admission wild horses and a firing squad wouldn’t have dragged out of him twenty four hours ago) and that Aimee was fucking gorgeous, but he doubted that was it.
Aimee! Suddenly, Josh noticed the wetness on her cheek. She was crying. What the fuck? “Aimee,” he asked, concerned. He stepped over to her and put his arm around her shoulders and lightly kissed the top of her head.
Aimee didn’t speak her reply. Instead, she shook Josh away from her so violently that he was forced to step backwards. She glared at him.
“Aimee? What the fuck?”
“FUCK OFF,” she screamed at him and the vitriol in her voice was so strong, the look of hatred on her face so intense, that he was convinced she was about to strike him.
“Aimee?” Josh had no idea what the hell was happening here.
“I said fuck OFF,” Aimee shouted and stepped forward, menacingly. Josh stepped back again and looked, desperately, over at Robbie.
Robbie knew. He knew what the issue was. And he didn’t like it. It would be part of it, he knew. And not a nice part. But, once it was over, things would be better, or so he truly believed. He said nothing and avoided eye contact with Josh, staring, instead, at his little sister.
“Aimee, seriously, what’s up?” Josh realised he was getting absolutely zero assistance from Robbie, here.
“YOU!” Aimee pointed at him and prodded him, hard, in the chest. Josh was tempted to take another step away (that prod bloody hurt!) Yet, in the end, he stood his ground. “You,” Aimee repeated. “You and your words of bullshit.”
“What? What words of bullshit?”
“That bullshit about loving me! That complete bullshit about how you cared about me! You don’t fucking care about me! You wanted to get your fucking end off! That was all! Stick it in me, cum in me, fuck me and leave me! That’s all you wanted! You don’t fucking give a fucking shit about me!”
“What? Of course I do!”
“NO! You don’t! Don’t you see? It’s those fucking crystals!” She pointed at the sideboard, where they had been put down after Josh had looked at them. “They make you do things. Say things! Say anything to get you to do what they want! Robbie’s right – they feed! But it’s not like eating – it’s like a vampire! They suck you right out!”
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