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NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 19 Sep 2005 05:25:50 PDT
Subject: {ASSM} "My Brother's Girlfriend, Part 4" (m/F, teen, rom)
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Date: Mon, 19 Sep 2005 15:10:03 -0400
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My Brother's Girlfriend

by disco volante (aka devospud) devospudc@yahoo.com

*****

Part Four


My brother wasn't around when I got home that night,
but my dad was. As usual he was half drunk and started
raising hell about me being out so late. I mostly
ignored him. He hadn't been that great of a guy even
before mom died, and since then he had transformed
himself into a complete asshole. He would hit the bars
right when he got off work and usually only come home
to sleep, which suited me just fine. I couldn't wait
until I could get out of there. After a little while I
managed to get him off my back. I flopped tiredly down
on my bed and turned my thoughts to something much
more pleasant. So far every time that Tammy and I had
sex it had been better than the last. If things kept
up like this I might not live much longer. As I turned
out the light and went to sleep, I remembered our
little accident at the park. If it was okay with her,
it was okay with me, but I seriously didn't want to
screw up her life or mine by getting her pregnant.
We'd just have to be more careful next time, though
part of me still couldn't believe that this was really
happening. I kept expecting to wake up and find out
that it was all a dream.

I was awakened sometime early the next morning by the
painful impact of my brother's fist into my gut. I
half-sat up, holding my arms up protectively as I
gasped for breath and tried to figure out what was
going on. He shoved me back down on the bed, and I
knew what it was as soon as I saw the look on his
face.

"You little fucker," he growled, his face red and his
fists clenched. He knew. Somehow, he knew. "You little
bitch-ass motherfucker."

I lay there wheezing, waiting for him to explode and
pound my face in. I probably deserved it, but that
didn't make the idea any more appealing. I saw him
raise his fist again, his lips pressed tightly
together with rage.

"Fuck!" He yelled, turning suddenly to kick my dresser
hard enough to knock the lamp off. "I can't believe
this shit! You of all fucking people!" He lowered his
hands and glared at me. "I don't know whether I should
beat the shit out of you or just be happy you're not a
fucking fag."

I watched him as he turned and walked to the doorway,
stopping just outside in the hall. "Fuck it. That
little slut isn't worth it. She probably started this
anyway." He looked at me for a few seconds, almost
looking more hurt than angry. He shook his head. "Just
enjoy it until she starts fucking somebody else," he
said with a mocking smile. "I know I did." He turned
and left.

Now it was my turn to be pissed off, but I kept my
mouth shut. I knew that I'd just make things worse.
This had to be one of the most miserable feelings I'd
ever had in my life. I sat there on my bed for a good
hour thinking about how things could have turned out
differently. I fully expected that he would never want
to talk to me again, though I was kinda surprised that
he actually hadn't beaten the shit out of me.

I noticed several people looking at me and passing
comments behind my back at school, and I finally
learned how my brother had found out. The little
sister of one of his friends had gone by the lake
yesterday and seen Tammy and I together. She must have
told her brother, and then he told *my* brother. She
had also apparently told every single person at
school. I found myself being somewhat of a celebrity.
The girls all looked at me like I was a slimeball,
which wasn't much of a change. My reputation with a
lot of the guys seemed to have increased though. None
of it really mattered to me. All I could think about
was Tammy.

The rest of that day passed very slowly, especially
since I spent most of it in the Principal's office
bleeding into a paper towel. My nose ached and I was
probably going to have a black eye, but the worst part
about it was trying to explain what had caused me to
flip out on two guys and start punching. They were
jocks, and at least one was probably related to one of
my brother friends. I'd heard them talking as I passed
in the hall. I wasn't sure, but I think that they
raised their voices to make certain I could hear what
they were saying. I don't remember exactly what they
said, though I do remember hearing the words "Tammy"
and "whore" in the same sentence. I'm not an
aggressive guy, but something just seemed to snap. I
was as surprised as anyone when I turned around and
punched the guy. He didn't look like he'd expected it
either, and I clocked him pretty good. My success was
short, though, as the guy next to him immediately
thumped me in the nose. He didn't break it, but it
hurt like hell and made my eyes start watering. From
then on it was pretty much just me getting pounded
until the fight was broken up a few seconds later.
After being dragged to the office and calming down a
little, I started to feel bad. Not about the fact that
I'd just gotten my ass kicked, but from the fact that
my dad was probably going to be dragged into all this.
That was going to be bad for everybody.

When the principal walked in, he sat down behind his
desk and regarded me with the stern, unreadable
expression that all authority figures seem to have.

"I think I have some idea as to what this is all
about," he said, after a few uncomfortable moments of
silence. "There have been some ugly rumors going
around today, haven't there?"

I kept quiet, staring down at the gold plaque on his
desk and probably looking as pathetic as I felt.

"What happens outside of school is your business," he
said, leaning back in his chair. "But getting in
fights won't solve anything. I don't know if any of
these stories are true, so I'm not going to mention
them to your father."

I felt like sighing with relief, but he wasn't
finished yet.

"I'll leave that for you to explain when he comes to
get you. I've already called him at work."

Great. Even if I lied about how the fight had started,
he was still going to blow a major fuse. He was
probably going to kick me out of the house. Things had
sure gone from great to shit in a big fucking hurry.

My dad wouldn't talk to me. He just drove, keeping his
eyes straight ahead. I was used to him yelling. I
could deal with that. His silence was scaring the shit
out of me. We got home and I followed him inside. He
sat down at the kitchen table and looked up at me. The
expression in his eyes couldn't have been clearer. I
sat down in a chair opposite from him and stared at
the floor.

"What was this about?" He finally asked. Then added,
"And you'd better have a goddamned good answer."

I tried to think of a good answer, but couldn't. So I
settled for the truth. "A girl."

He looked at me for a long moment, then set off into
one of the longest but most rational lectures he'd
ever given me. I was hard to believe that this was the
same guy who came in at two a.m. last night yelling
about how the cat was a 'miserable fuckstick' before
throwing up in the trash. I got the impression that he
was actually proud of me for fighting, especially
since there was a girl somewhere in the picture.

He left off by telling me that I was grounded for the
rest of the week since I'd also been suspended from
school, then gave me some rather painful medical
attention in the form of ice and hydrogen peroxide. My
left eye had swollen up and was looking pretty bad. My
nose was still sore, but that and a few nasty bruises
were about the extent of my injuries. I'd gotten hurt
a lot worse falling off my bike. After he was done I
retreated to my room. I was still feeling bad. I
couldn't stop wondering how Tammy was doing. I ached
just to be able to see her, to talk to her, to touch
her.

That evening I wandered around the house doing the
chores that my dad had assigned me. He hadn't gone out
that night, instead staying home to make sure I didn't
run off anywhere. I caught my brother looking at my
black eye for second when he came home, and then he
just shook his head and walked past. I didn't know
what he thought about me getting in a fight, but I did
know that he would've done the same thing. He also
probably would've won.

I went to bed late, but I couldn't sleep. I kept
thinking about Tammy, wondering if she was asleep
right now, or if she was awake and maybe thinking
about me.

The sudden crack of something hitting my bedroom
window startled me out of my thoughts. I quickly got
out of bed and pulled the curtains aside to look for
whatever had made the noise. There was movement from
below, and I was surprised to see Tammy standing on
the little stretch of lawn below my window. She waved
up at me, then walked away toward the front of the
house. I dressed with growing excitement and went
downstairs as quietly as I could. I'd sneaked out of
the house at night before plenty of times, but never
for a reason like this.

Tammy ambushed me as I walked out to the driveway,
coming out from behind the hedge and latching her arms
around me with a quiet giggle.

"Am I being kidnapped?" I whispered.

"Yes," she answered matter-of-factly, grabbing me by
the hand and leading me down the street to where she'd
left her car. She fell back against the driver's side
door and pulled me against her, holding me tightly
around the waist.

"I had to see if you were okay," she said quietly as
she looked up at me. She frowned and gently touched my
eye. "Does that hurt?"

"A little," I answered, wincing. Actually, it hurt
quite a bit.

She punched me lightly on the chest, suddenly looking
angry. Something about redheads and their tempers
flashed through my mind.

"That was a dumb thing to do," she told me. "You
could've really gotten hurt."

I knew she was right, but I still felt defensive.
"They were saying..."

She cut me off. "That's no reason to get yourself beat
up!" She started at the loudness of her own voice,
looking around sheepishly at the dark houses along the
street.

"Sorry," she said in a much softer tone, looking into
my eyes and running her fingers lightly over my lips.
"I just care about you. A lot. No matter what happens
or what anybody says, I want to be with you. I don't
care about anything else."

I stared at her for a moment, then put my hands on her
waist and kissed her. It was like she had spoken my
exact thoughts. Her lips moved urgently against mine,
and she ran her fingers through my hair as she
returned my kiss hungrily. After a few moments we
paused, and I rested my forehead against hers as our
breath mingled in the dark night.

"Let's go for a drive," she said, then gave me a
squeeze and got into her car. I smiled and joined her.
She pulled on to the road, and for safety I tried
waiting for as long as I could before touching her. I
held out for a whole thirty seconds.

I leaned over and kissed her ear as she drove
us...somewhere. I wasn't exactly paying attention. I
was totally focused on sucking her earlobe until she
pulled off the road and killed the lights. Looking
around, I saw she'd driven us to the top of a hill
that overlooked the valley. The lights of all the
buildings and streetlamps looked like a sea of
multicolored stars below us. She kissed me as her
hands slid around my side and shoulder. I kissed her
back as passionately as I could. Suddenly she broke
the kiss and slid her hands up along my neck and
through my hair. She looked at me, and in the faint
moonlight her face was a strange combination of pale,
beautiful, and sad.

"I thought I knew what love was supposed to be," she
said quietly, her eyes turning misty. "I didn't. I
fell for all the wrong guys. I...its just...what I
feel for you is so strong its almost scary." She broke
into tears and wiped her eyes with an embarrassed
smile. "I'm sorry," she said, a stray teardrop rolling
down her cheek.

"Don't be," I answered, leaning in and kissing the
teardrop before it could get away. "I feel the same
way."

She hugged my neck and kissed me on the forehead. I
looked up at her for a moment, and she lowered her
chin, presenting her irresistible lips to me as she
slowly closed her eyes. I gently touched my lips to
hers, just rubbing them lightly together before
gradually increasing contact. Tammy moaned as I cupped
her right breast in my hand, squeezing and rubbing it
lightly as I kissed her. We just sat there and kissed
for a while, our hands moving lazily over each other.
It was great just being able to relax and take our
time, and I was enjoying every glorious second of it.

Tammy slowly pulled my shirt up, running her free hand
over my stomach and chest. I lifted my arms up so she
could take it off completely. I did the same with
hers, and she nimbly reached behind her and unclasped
her bra. I took it off her and dropped it to the
floor, then let my hands take its place.

"Backseat?" She asked breathlessly after a moment.

"Definitely," I answered.

Soon we were situated in back with the front seats
slid all the way up. I pulled her into my lap and
popped one of her nipples into my mouth as I moved my
hands down her stomach to undo her pants. With her
help they were quickly left in a heap on the floor
along with her panties, leaving me free to slide my
hands underneath her and squeeze her curvy butt. She
moaned and rubbed her hands over my shoulders,
settling down in my lap with her legs spread on either
side of me. I could feel the heat of her inner thighs
through my shorts. She felt like she was burning up. I
sucked and nibbled lightly at her nipples, causing her
to gasp and grip my shoulders. Before long she sat up
and wrestled my shorts down enough to expose my cock.
She sat back down again on my lap, and I groaned as I
felt the very warm and moist lips of her pussy slide
against the hard length of my dick. Tammy seemed to
like the feeling too. She started to move her hips in
little circles, rubbing her pussy against my shaft.
The sensation was great, but it was teasing me almost
beyond my limits. I reached down between her legs and
aimed my dick upward, and Tammy impaled herself on it
with a groan. My whole body shivered as she sank down
onto my cock, her steamy tunnel engulfing every
millimeter until our pubic bones were pressed snugly
together. Her flushed and beautiful face was an inch
away from mine, and we locked eyes for a second before
she kissed me with a moan of pure passion. I echoed
her moan as she locked her arms around my neck and
began to bounce wildly, her perky tits quivering with
her movements. I held on to her smooth hips as she
rode me, enjoying every touch, every sight, every
smell, every sound of Tammy's body as she made love to
me fiercely in the backseat of her car.

The windows were steaming up. We were kissing, our
tongues mirroring the action of our bodies. Just when
I was thinking that I couldn't survive something this
awesome for very much longer, her moans and whimpers
grew in urgency. In the space of only a few moments
she was there, and I kissed her all over her face and
neck as she came with a series of shudders and short,
gasping moans. I was very close to cumming myself, but
I used every once of willpower I possessed to hold
back, not wanting to repeat the little 'accident' we'd
had in the woods. Somehow I won out, and I held her
and stroked her face gently as she caught her breath.

"You're incredible," she breathed, looking misty eyed
again. Then she crushed her lips to mine and kissed me
feverishly. She slowly raised herself, my dick
slipping out of her and falling against my stomach
with a wet slap. Squirming around until she could lie
back flat on the seat, she looked up me and tugged at
my shoulders. I suddenly realized what she had in mind
and I moved up as she slid further beneath me on the
seat, stopping when I was straddling her chest. Taking
my straining cock in her hand, she slowly raised her
head and brought it to her lips, never once breaking
eye contact. A delicious thrill shot through me as she
took the head of my penis inside her warm mouth. This
was exactly the position that I'd caught her and my
brother in. I felt lightheaded as she closed her eyes
and began sucking tenderly on my dick, bobbing her
head as she drew even more of me between her soft, wet
lips. She worked on my cock with a slow; steady pace,
sometimes letting it out of her wonderful mouth to run
her equally wonderful tongue along the sides or
underneath it. Just when I thought that the sensations
could get any better, she started slowly pulling it
with her hand as she lovingly sucked one of my balls
into her mouth. I'd never felt anything like it, and
it quickly pushed me over the edge. My body tensed and
suddenly I couldn't remember how to talk or even move
as my approaching orgasm short-circuited my brain.
Tammy sensed what was happening, and she got her mouth
around the head just in time to catch the first spurt
as I exploded. My hips moved forward involuntarily, my
whole body feeling like one huge nerve centered on the
incredible feelings coming from the head of my cock.

"Oh God, Tammy..." I moaned when I could find my
voice. Tammy continued to suck gently as the last
tremors subsided, her hands Playfully squeezing my
butt. I slowly crawled back until we were lying face
to face. I ran my fingers though her silky hair and
looked into her eyes. I knew right then that no matter
what happened, there was nothing that either of us
wouldn't do to make each other happy.

She smiled. A tiny smear of cum glistened on her
bottom lip. I smiled back and kissed her.



End

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