Together, My Brother. Ch. 02

Literotic asexstories – Together, My Brother. Ch. 02 by hertaboo69,hertaboo69 Authors Note:

Thank you so much for enjoying the first chapter of Together, My Brother. I honestly just made this for fun (which is why there are some errors in the first chapter) and to see if anyone would actually read it. I was not prepared for the response I had received and am very grateful. As requested, I have made a second chapter and plan on making this a series if more people enjoy reading about Jess and Logan. For feedback, I was told to add more background on the characters which I will definitely do as the series progresses. And as a question regarding Jessica’s virginity, that gets answered in this chapter. I’ll try to add more word count than before.

Together, My Brother. – Chapter 02

I’ve realized since Logan was over last, that I had never been so in-love with him. The way he devoured me in all of the right places and used every inch of himself to impale me…It just felt more right than wrong to try to make my fantasies become my reality and to be with him, alone. He’s all that I have ever wanted, even if he was my brother.

A week had gone by and I was beginning to get worrisome over not hearing from Logan this morning. It’s our thing – saying “Good morning” or “Good night” to one another as if we were actually in person together. I wondered, “It’s possible he’s just busy or driving to work…” But upon looking at my alarm clock, it said ten.

“Dammit, I slept in! I’m late for the office!”

In a hurry, I gathered all of my laundry, threw it in the washing machine and turned on the heavy load option to start the load up for the day. At the same time, I was trying to figure out what I was going to wear given the fact I had no possible way of making room for time management with my head in a scramble.

“I’ll just wear this!” I said as I slid on my dark wash jeans and pale pink sweater.

Finally finished with my hair in a bun, I was ready to shoot my boss a text of the biggest apology known to ass-kissing kind until my phone began to ring with Logan’s name on it. Quickly, I accepted the call.

“Good morning, Logan.”

“Morning, Jess. Sorry I didn’t send you my “Good morning” text. I’ve been cleaning the apartment so there will be enough room for you.”

Confused, I asked him, “Enough room for me? What do you mean?”

“For when you come to live here.”

My heart began to suddenly beat faster than normal. “Did he seriously mean living with him? I must’ve heard him wrong.” I thought. Then I replaced my previous thought with the actual notion of him being completely serious and wanting a real commitment with me. In a panic, I blurted out “Let’s talk about that when we meet up for dinner tonight. I’m extremely late for work and I need to run!”, hanging up the phone.

When the evening came to a head after the stress-filled day of work from being late and mildly anxious, I unlocked my front door and went inside to change from what I threw on that morning into something more attractive and possibly revealing for the dinner date. As I went to my room I saw a package waiting for me on my bed. A note was attached and it read:

To my Jessica,

I didn’t want to spoil the surprise by telling you, but wear this tonight for me.

Love, Logan.

P.S. Your door was unlocked. That’s how I got in. Remember to lock it next time!

I threw the note to the side and opened the package to unravel a beautiful two-piece white laced lingerie set with matching stockings. The hot wave of excitement came over my cheeks immediately after trying to picture in my mind the expression Logan would have on his face when he saw me in it. I giggled to myself and began to get ready for our dinner date.

After my shower, I stood naked in front of my fogged up mirror checking to see if Logan had messaged me. Not to my surprise, he did and told me that he would pick me up instead of us both meeting separately. I replied back in relief to his text message and wrote back to him that I was fine with the change. Placing the phone down on the countertop, I focused more on my long blonde hair getting dry and doing my makeup.

Six-thirty rolled around when I heard a knock on my door. Looking through the peephole glass of the door frame, I saw that it was him. Opening the door, Logan stood in a light blue button down shirt with gray slacks and a bouquet of tulips in his hand. I smiled wide at him, motioning him inside as I said, “Hello, Logan.”

He came inside and handed me the flowers while undressing me up and down with his eyes.

“You look beautiful tonight, Jess.”

I giggled and smiled, “Thanks, Logan. You look sharp as ever.”

And he did. Although a bit basic from his usual norm of colors and loud patterns, his toned down look made his features pop out and more to where I could see his perfect imperfections that I loved so much. I took the flowers he gave me and put them in a crystal vase on the kitchen table, then went back over to him to give him a hug.

For only a couple of days, I longed for his embrace once more. Whether that was clinging against his clothes to just smell his cologne or to wrapping myself around his naked body, I just wanted him nearby. And now that he was planning for me to move in with him, my wildest dreams of him were beginning to come true day after day.

“You ready to go?” he asked.

I looked into his green eyes, “Yes, I am. But there is something I need to do before I forget.”

Logan raised his brow in confusion. What I was forgetting was to kiss him and so I did. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he held my waist, slowly moving his hand down towards my ass and back up again. I slowly placed my hand around his tie and yanked it a little while whispering, “Let’s go.”

The evening had felt like it had gone on forever but eventually we did get to speaking about him moving me into his apartment so he and I could begin living together. At first I was hesitant to even say anything due to how abrupt I was over the phone from being late to work. In my mind, I felt nervous about it but I soon began to realize that what we were already doing was crazy enough. That was the force to drive me further to be with Logan, a choice that would one day come to dictate my future.

Eventually, we finished our dinner and made it back to my apartment in the late evening. During our meal, we were too distracted with other idle conversations than to mention the apartment idea with him. We stepped inside, taking our shoes off as Logan helped me take off my jacket, hanging it on the coat rack next to the door. We looked at each other and it was as if we could read each other’s minds. Certainly we must be able to since we’re so much alike in personality. Logan slowly took my hand, and led me to the bedroom.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and wrapped his arms around my waist as I stood in front of him, hugging me and kissing my stomach. While doing so, his hands grabbed the sides of my my pencil skirt, sliding them down with ease to reveal the bottom half of the lingerie Logan had wanted me to put on as the note said. Looking down at him, I noticed his erection getting larger as his large bulge moved to the front of his slacks. He tugged it a little with his other hand with his other hand now tightly gripping my ass cheek.

“Would you like to see what the top half looks like under my clothes?” I asked seductively.

Logan looked up at me from his angle and said, “Oh, God. Yes, Jessica. Show me.”

I slid my powdered pink blouse off of my torso and threw it to the ground next to me. At this point, I was completely stripped from head to toe while wearing the lace undergarment that Logan wanted eagerly see me in. From the expression on his face, I could tell that he was very pleased to see me dressed up. His hands undid the button of his dress pants, sliding down his zipper to then pull out his throbbing hard cock. From just seeing the tiniest trickle of pre-cum running down his member, I kneeled down before him.

Placing the head of his cock, Logan’s actual head went back with a moan escaping his lips. I danced my tongue playfully all around his cock, circling his tip before kissing it softly with my lips. More moans came from him. Slowly I inched down further down his shaft, gagging each time his cock hit the back of my throat. And as each time Logan moaned, the faster I became with speed when milking him with my mouth.

“Fuck, Jess. You really know what you’re doing, huh?” he said.

I thought to myself, “The internet is a wonderful thing.” but instead I politely nodded my head while looking up into his light eyes, continuing my back and forth motions of pleasuring him before closing my eyes in utter bliss. For a little while longer, I deep-throated him until both of his hands lifted up my head and said, “I think it’s time you’ve earned your place on the bed with me.”

He motioned me onto the bed where I placed myself into the position with my palms placed flatly on the bed sheets and my knees bent over for him to pound me from behind. Swiftly, he placed a hard slap on both of my cheeks and while watching it bounce before his very eyes. Bending down, Logan’s lips kissed my small clit and giving it little licks, making me wet.

“You taste so good, Jess.” he said muffled, while continuing to lick me. Logan’s hand then moved onto my lower back as he straddled himself behind me. Slowly entering me again into my small tight pussy, I gasped. Again just as before, his cock stretched me out where I could feel the slight pain from my walls clinging around his entire cock. But deep down we both knew I liked it.

“I love you inside of me, Logan.” I moaned.

Inching himself the furthest he could, he squeezed my thighs and pulled them closer. He replied, “I’m so glad we’re together again, and that you’re mine. No one else can have you.”

We both moaned and gasped with our hot breaths the more we moved together in sync. Deeper, he slammed himself against me. Every inch of himself filled me with more joy the harder Logan went. Knowing that deep down he was my brother had made me even more wet than knowing he was handsome. The very fact that he was the missing puzzle piece to my life made me feel more at peace and at home with him nearby and inside of me.

“I love that you’re my brother!” I shrieked as my own cum began to drip out of my entrance and splatter onto his cock.

Once my confession hit his ears, Logan pulled out of me to lay me on my back. Again, he was on top of me like our first time together. He gripped his seven inch slick cock lathered in my cum and slipped it back inside of me with both of my legs over his shoulders. But before proceeding, he kissed my calf passionately and said, “and I love that you’re my sister.”

Suddenly he sharply jammed himself back inside my crevice and continued what he had started. While Logan was doing so, we met eyes. Like a wildfire, my chest began to dance with butterflies. Every time he looked at me, it felt like it was for the first time again. When we did meet eyes, it felt like I was looking at a beautiful creature. I didn’t care if he was my brother or if I got wet while gazing upon my brother, who from every angle looked brilliant as every prominent male figure in anyone’s life should.

As more deep thrusts continued, Logan suddenly urged his announcement, “Jessica, I’m going to cum!”

I looked up at him with my blue eyes, “Then paint me with it. Paint me with your love, Logan.”

Logan pulled himself out quickly while jerking himself off furiously. White thick semen splashed out of his cock and landed itself onto my plump breasts with a little onto my neck. He moaned while continuing to squeeze the rest of it out of himself before finally finishing, and lay directly on top of me. Or in other words, making a mess.

He fell on top of me, having his cum the only layer between us while hugging our damp skin. We both turned over to each other’s side and held one another close. Our eyes met once again that evening; his hand stroking my cheek softly and slowly. I asked him what he’s looking at and his response was, “Looking at the most beautiful woman.”

“I love you so much, Logan.”

Logan’s lips pierced mine, “I love you too, but I do have one question.”

“Anything, just ask.” I said.

His hand stroked my face, “Why didn’t you sleep with some other guy to take your virginity?”

I took a deep breath in, “I just didn’t see a reason to waste it on someone that could easily hurt me. Or someone that wasn’t you despite you not reaching out. I was depressed and needed to take time to start fresh with myself. Not everyone is into having sex just to have it.”

Logan replied, “Well, thanks for waiting I guess. You were always a goody-two-shoes.” he pinched my nipple while giggling.

“I just don’t like to sleep around.”

He got closer, “Like I said before, you certainly know what you’re doing.”

I gave him a smirk and kissed him on the lips, his hand gripping the back of my head as one of my legs wrapped over his hips.