Message-ID: <8328eli$9802101816@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Quirkguy@aol.com Subject: RP: 01/20 "Jake & Jack" by Rhett Dreams [mf, incest] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <22736fe8.34e0b60b@aol.com> “Jake and Jack” remains one of the top five all-time stories I’ve read on the net. If I ever tried to do a personal Top 5 list, it would be hard to keep any of Rhett’s half-dozen stories off the list, and just as hard to keep DG’s excellent stories off. On with the posting: Note: This is fiction and is intended for mature audiences. JAKE & JACK c. 1994, by Rhett Dreams Chapter One - "Coercing Cathy" My name's Jake, and I'm writing this as a twenty-one year-old senior in college. My twin brother Jack and I were sixteen when we discovered our sister's secret. Cathy was seventeen then and was a real daddy's girl. She was given a car at her sixteenth birthday, and allowed freedoms that we were denied. It probably would have been different if our mother was still alive, but she had succumbed to cancer when we were ten. Cathy started dating an older guy, a college sophomore from the nearby University of Virginia. His name was Chris, and he drove a BMW and managed to communicate his disdain for my brother and I and our working class background. Our father never went to college but managed to become a lieutenant in the Charlottesville police force. On the other hand, Chris was clearly smitten with Cathy. Our sister was really quite beautiful, with long blond hair, blue eyes and a terrific body. We couldn't help but believe that Chris was using Cathy for sex and to have something beautiful to hang on his arm, and nothing more. Despite the fact that Cathy treated us like shit most of the time, it pissed us off to see our sister used this way. Our father, on the other hand, was oblivious to the whole thing, believing his daughter perfect in every way. Jack is the one who discovered Cathy's secret. It was a Friday night and we were spending the night with a friend. We often did this when our father worked the night shift or spent the evening with his bowling team. We decided we wanted to listen to some music that we had at home, and Jake volunteered to walk the half-mile back to our house. Jack found Chris's car parked in the driveway and decided to sneak around to the back of the house so he could get to our bedroom without having to deal with Cathy and Chris. He snuck a glance into the living room and saw the two sitting on the living room couch. It took a few seconds for Jack to realize what they were up to, and his surprise was total. Chris was chopping up something on a mirror, that just had to be cocaine. If there was one thing our father wouldn't put up with it was drugs. Jack snuck quietly into the back door and from there up the stairs and into our room. He got the CD's we wanted but also got my 35mm camera. As luck would have it, there was a mostly unused roll of film loaded. He went back outside, and took several pictures of Chris, then Cathy, as they snorted the coke. Within ten minutes both of them were naked and Jack got lots of pictures of Cathy sucking Chris's cock and then of the wild fuck that followed on the living room carpet. Finally he was out of film and left to walk back to our friends house. - o - Jack and I stayed up late into the night talking about what our sister had done and what we would do about it. We concluded that we would wait until we got he film developed at the high school dark room before deciding what to do. I was the photographer, and reserved the dark room for after school hours the following Monday. The pictures were not as focused as they might be due to Jack's inexperience with a camera and the fact that he shot them through a window. But they turned out okay. In fact, the first one didn't have the people in focus but our distinctive coffee table was quite clear as were the four white lines of white powder on the mirror surface. Later pics clearly showed it was Cathy and Chris. The pics showing Chris's cock appealed to my vanity because he was quite a bit smaller than I. The sucking and fucking caused my cock to stiffen uncomfortably in my pants. I hung the pics up to dry and checked to make sure the door was locked before pulling out my cock. I whacked off, feeling slightly guilty at being turned on by pictures of my sister getting fucked. It was later, on the way home with the dried pics, that I thought about using the pictures to coerce my sister into have sex with us. Neither Jack or I had ever actually fucked a girl before. The most we had done was to have Suzie, the local slut, give us blow jobs. I'd been the first to date her, and was pleasantly surprised when she let me feel her up and then agreed to suck me off. Because Jack and I are identical twins, he took her out next, pretending he was me, and got the same treatment. But we'd never fucked a girl. The pictures of my sister, with her full breasts exposed and her long legs wrapped around her boyfriend as he fucked her, caused my natural horniness to overcome any reluctance about incest. That evening, alone with my brother in the room we shared, I let him go through the pictures without saying anything about my plan. When he was done looking threw them, I could see a bulge in his pants. "Jesus, Jake," he said. "Our sister is one hot babe." "That she is," I said. We were silent for a few minutes and Jack flipped back through the pictures. "Y'know," he said, "she'd do anything to avoid dad seeing these. He'd kill her if he knew she was using coke." "Yeah," I said. "And he probably thinks his little girl is still a virgin. He'd put her under lock and key if he saw these." My brother Jack looked at me and said, "So, what should we do?" I was pretty sure from his expression that he had reached the same conclusion that I had. "I think we should show her these pics and demand three things. One, that she stop seeing that asshole, Chris. Two, that she stop using coke." I paused a moment, thinking how to phrase the third demand. "And three?" prompted Jack. I looked him in the eye and said, "I think we should insist on the opportunity to fuck our sexy sister." Jack exhaled audibly, and his face reflected relief. He wanted the same thing and was glad to have me name it. "I'm in," he said, grinning. - o - We sprung it on her the following night. Dad was working the late shift and Cathy was home, perhaps because Chris was not available. The three of us had dinner together. As Jack cleared the dishes when we were done, I retrieved the manila envelope and shoved it toward my sister. "I think you ought to see this," I said. "What is it?" she asked, looking at the envelope addressed to our father care of the Charlottesville Police Department, before reaching in to pull out the contents. Her face went white when she saw the first photograph, a picture of her bent over the coffee table, snorting a line of coke. She flipped to the second photograph, then the third. I believed she was going to be sick as she saw the evidence and realized how much it could hurt her. Finally, she raised her eyes to look at me, and anger was mixed with fear. "You fucking asshole," she hissed. "I'll think those pictures show pretty clearly, dear sister, that you're the one fucking an asshole. Only a real shit-bag would be introducing a minor to drugs. And when dad sees these, I wouldn't want to be Chris or..." I left the sentence unfinished. Cathy's eyes widened and she looked from me to Jack and back. "He must never see these... you've got to know that... Jesus!" She shoved the prints back into the envelope, as if that was going to make things better. I could see her mind racing over the implications of all this. Then her expression calmed a bit and she raised her eyes to mine. Distrust and a knowing look was in them. "Okay, asshole, what's it gonna take---" "Start again, sister," I interrupted, "and don't call me an asshole. A lot might depend on your attitude." She stared at me and I could see hope creep over her features. "Jake," she began anew, "what will it take for you guys to destroy these pictures." I told her. She didn't react to the first two demands, that she stop seeing Chris and stop using coke. When I told her she would have to have sex with Jack and I, her face showed disbelief and then disgust. "You've got to be kidding. No way! That's incest!" We had decided beforehand that Jack would play good cop to my bad cop, and he jumped in at this point, his tone quite reasonable. "You're on the pill, Cathy. It's not as if you'll get pregnant and have a baby with two heads. It's just sex, nothing more." Cathy turned to Jack and spat out, "No way." She shook her head and repeated this several times. "Okay," I said, gathering the envelope and closing the metal clasp on the top. "It's your decision." Cathy's eyes filled with tears, then she tried a different tact. "How can you do this? I'm your sister. You're supposed to love me." She said this in all seriousness then blushed a bit at the double meaning. "Speaking for both of us," said Jack, "we do love you. Always will. But we're both virgins and we're always horny and we want you to introduce us to sex. It's no big deal and it won't change anything." "I can't do it," said Cathy, her voice pleading. "Anything else but not that. How about if I let you use my car whenever you want." Her voice took on hope as she continued. "I'll tell you which girls go all the way and you can take them out and---" "This is not negotiable," I interrupted. "You have only two choices. One, you can agree to all three demands. Two, you can refuse and this package goes to dad." She was silent for a minute before raising her eyes to mine. I was thrilled to see she was resigned to her fate but I kept my face passive, waiting. "Once, then. I'll... have sex with you once, each." I shook my head. "What, then?" she asked, her voice flat. "You'll have sex with us whenever it's safe, whenever we want. Or the pics go to dad." She was silent for another minute before mumbling "Okay." - o - Jack helped Cathy up while I went into the living room and closed the drapes, then locked the outside door. When I turned, Cathy and Jack were standing uncomfortably in the center of the room, waiting for direction. "Why don't you sit over there, Jack. Cathy's gonna treat us to a strip show." I sat down on the coach. "You're a pervert," hissed Cathy. She paused a moment before kicking off her shoes and pulling her blouse out of her jeans. She kept her face down while she unbuttoned her blouse down the front then at the cuffs. I could see her face color when she pulled her blouse off and tossed it aside. An off-white bra held her good-sized breasts in check She began unbuttoning her jeans. Her face was resigned as she peeled her jeans down her legs and off. She took a breath before reaching back to unhook her bra. Her face colored a bit as the bra came free and her round firm breasts fell free. She stopped then and looked over at me. "The panties," I said. She pulled her panties down over her hips and let them fall to the floor, then stepped out of them. When she reached down to pick them up and add them to the pile of discarded clothes, her breasts swayed provocatively. She stood straight, her arms covering her breasts and pussy, and waited. Her face had the look of a prisoner awaiting a fate that she had no control over. "Put your hands to your sides, Cathy, and spread your legs a bit," I said. "I want to see your body." She obeyed with no expression. My eyes feasted on her womanly body. Cathy took after our mother, who was slender and fair. Jack and I, however, looked very much like our father, who was dark and stocky. Most of the cops didn't actually know our father's first name because he was called "Plug" by everybody. The nickname was short for fire plug, which, despite dad's six foot height, accurately described his build. Cathy's breasts were large on her slender frame, capped by silver dollar-sized aureoles and stiff pink nipples. I desperately wanted to hold them, feel their weight, suck those nipples. Instead, I let my eyes drop down her body, over the flat stomach to the blond tuft of hair covering her sex. The lips of her pussy were partially visible, between the long well- shaped legs. I tore my eyes from her and looked over to Jack. His expression was tense and excited, and probably mirrored mine. Our eyes met and we exchanged a silent message and nodded to each other. We rose and descended on our naked sister from either side. I took a breast in one hand and squeezed lightly, surprised at the firmness. Lowering my head, I took as much as possible into my mouth and sucked the flesh into my mouth. My free hand slid down to feel her ass, and I felt my brother's hand already there. He made room and my hand caressed the firm ass checks while I sucked on her breast. When I pulled my mouth off, I noticed that her nipple had grown longer and thicker. The wet nipple was now over a half-inch long. I was flicking my tongue over the erect spike when I heard an sharp intake of breath from Cathy. I noticed Jack sucking on her other breast and, looking down, saw his hand between her legs. I gave Jack a minute before I slid my hand down her ass and between her legs from the back. There I found Jake's hand and, moments later, realized that he had a finger buried in her pussy. I slid a finger along side his, into her wetness. Cathy's pulse and breathing were noticeably quicker now and the assault on her breasts and pussy continued. After several minutes, Jack pulled his hand free of her juicy cunt and his mouth off her breast and stepped back to undress. I stopped tonguing her other nipple and stood up, to the side and slightly behind her. I added a second finger to the first in her cunt and fucked them in and out of her dripping sex, surprised at the tightness of her tunnel. My other hand caressed her breasts and nipples. Cathy's eyes were closed and her lips were parted slightly. I felt several tremors in her body as I finger-fucked her cunt and caressed her breasts and pulled on her erect nipples. When Jack was undressed I motioned for him to sit on the sofa and brought my mouth close to Cathy's ear. "Jack is ready for you, Cathy. Go over and suck his cock." Cathy's eyes opened as I pulled by juice covered fingers out of her sex. It took a moment for her eyes to focus on Jack, sitting on the sofa, his rigid cock sticking straight up. She was extremely hot now, and moved quickly to obey. "Jesus!" she said as she knelt between Jack's knees. Having measured my own, I was pretty sure my twin's erect cock was almost nine inches long and was much thicker than Chris's. Cathy reached forward tentatively and held his cock in her hand before sliding it up and down the length. "It's so big," she whispered. "Put it in your mouth," said Jack, his voice cracking. I began undressing as Cathy leaned forward and took the head of his cock into her mouth. Her blond hair fell forward and I couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but could tell from the expression on Jack's face that it felt great. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back over the back edge of the sofa. "Oh, yes... Cathy... suck my cock... that's good," he chanted while she sucked and her hand worked up and down the shaft. When I finished undressing I dropped to my knees behind her and ran my hands over her firm, round ass cheeks. I considered entering her, from the rear, but decided against it. In my present state I doubted if I could've lasted more than a few seconds in her pussy, which would be my first. Instead I reached my hand between her thighs and forced two fingers into her hot, wet sex. Cathy moaned around her mouthful of cock. I could tell that Jack was close to blowing his load. I figured I would take his place and have Cathy suck me off while he recovered. Then we'd try her cunt. "Ahhhhh," Jack cried and his hands went to Cathy's head. Cathy coughed, or tried to, then tried to pull her head off the erupting cock. Jack's hands forced her head farther down his cock while he groaned and emptied his balls into her reluctant mouth. My hand left her cunt and I scooted forward to watch. When he finally let his hands loose, Cathy's head came off his cock, she sputtered, and gobs of white cum poured out of her mouth and over his cock and balls. She coughed several times before saying, weakly, "I don't swallow that stuff." She coughed some more and added, "It's gross." At this point, Jack couldn't have cared less. I took a seat at the other end of the sofa and told Cathy that it was my turn. She crawled over and began kissing my cock and licking up the shaft. When she reached the head and parted her lips to wetly kiss the underside, I nearly lost it right there. Her blue eyes were watching me while she did this and when she took just the head into her warm, wet mouth. When she leaned forward to take more inside, we lost eye contact and her long blond hair fell forward and partially obscured the erotic sight. I wanted to see her, my beautiful sister, while she performed this act. I pulled her hair out of the way and held in one hand behind her head. She raised her eyes to kept them locked on mine while she bobbed up and down on my thick shaft. "This is so sexy," I said, "watching you, my sister, suck me off." Her eyes widened even more and her checks pulled inward with the intensity of her sucking and I knew I'd explode any second. "Oh, yes, here it comes." Then I quickly added, "Drink my cum, sis. Swallow .... ahhhhh." I exploded into her mouth with the best orgasm of my life. Blast after blast erupted from my cock and into her hot, warm mouth. I nearly lost consciousness from the pleasure and the release. When at last I opened my eyes and focused again I saw Cathy pull her month off my cock, and kiss the head tenderly. There was a small smile on her face as she sat back on her heels. In took me a moment to realize that she had swallowed all my cum! "Thank you," I managed. While I rested, Jack helped Cathy to her feet and brought her over to a open expanse of carpet. Whispers were exchanged that I couldn't pick up. When I opened my eyes a minute or so later when I heard a muffled cry from Cathy. "Go slow," she said, "you're awfully big!" I sat up to see Cathy laying on the floor with her legs spread and knees raised. Jack was between her legs attempting to enter her. "Okay, yes," she said. "You're in me, but go slow." Jack slowly pressed forward, and Cathy's breath came out in a long hiss as he drove his cock into her cunt. "Oh my God!" she chanted, her head turning from side to side, until he was buried to the hilt. "That's it," he said, his voice hoarse. "I'm in all the way." "Oh, God," she said, "I've never felt this full before, not with Chris, or anybody." I was surprised by the "or anybody", thinking Cathy was a virgin before meeting Chris. I stored this admission away for later use. Jack raised himself up on his arms above her. From my vantage point, I could see his ass cheeks clench as he held his cock deep inside her. As I wondered what it must feel like to Jack to have his cock in her cunt, I felt my own cock begin to recover from the tremendous orgasm of just a few minutes before. Cathy's low moan as he pulled his cock out caused my cock to begin to harden. "Ohhhhhhhh," she intoned as he drove slowly back inside. The pictures I had seen of Cathy getting fucked by Chris didn't come close to recording the eroticism of my sister. Her face was flushed with desire and she moaned her pleasure with every stroke. At this moment, I found myself thinking better of Chris. "Who could blame him for doing anything to get the opportunity to fuck this girl?" I thought to myself. Then I remembered the drugs and pushed any forgiving thoughts out of my mind. "Faster now," cried Cathy, and Jack increased the tempo. This brought louder groans from her and I could see her push her hips up to meet him on every inward stroke. "Oh, God, that's so good... I'm so close," she cried, then, "Fuck me, damn it! Harder... fuck your sister!" Moments later she cried out in orgasm, trashing her head from side to side as brother Jack drove his cock as fast as he could into her churning cunt. I barely heard Jack's exclamation over the din of Cathy's cries and the wet slapping of their union. One look at Jack's face confirmed the obvious, that he was cuming as well. When they finally finished, and Jack lowered himself on top of Cathy, and rolled the two of them on their sides, the silence was eerie. Witnessing this scene resulted in a raging hard on for me. I forced myself to relax and told myself that I needed to be patient to give Cathy what time she needed to recover. I was surprised when, just a minute later, Cathy extracted herself from Jack and rose. She walked over to where I was sitting with a smile on her face that was sexy and embarrassed at the same time. "Do you want me now, Jake, or should I clean up first," she asked. I watched as her fingers went to her cunt and came away covered with a mixture of her and Jack's cum. I remembered that she had swallowed my cum and, without thinking, reached out to hold her wrist and bring her fingers into my mouth. Looking up into her eyes, I sucked her fingers clean. It didn't taste bad at all. "There's more where that came from," she said, spreading her legs and inching forward until her shins were pressed up against the sofa, on either side of my legs. I realized what she wanted and slid myself off the sofa and between her legs until I was sitting on the carpet, my eyes even with the pink flesh of her well-fucked pussy. She scooted her feet farther apart to bring her sex even with my mouth and pressed herself against me. I licked and sucked at her pussy and drank the copious juices. My tongue found the hard nub of her clit and flicked over it until it was fully erect. My hands came up and gripped her ass while I drove my tongue as deeply as I could into her hole and Cathy ground her hips into me. After several minutes, Cathy pulled away. I looked up to see her chest heaving and her eyes flashing desire. "I want to fuck you now, brother. Slide down so I can get on top." I did as she suggested and she straddled me and reached back to find my cock. The feeling of her fingers on my rod was delicious, and the wetness of her sex as she pressed me inside. But nothing I'd ever felt or imagined prepared me for the vice-like feeling of her pussy as she lowered herself down my shaft. It took her less time than with Jack for her to become used to my cock, and soon she was riding me up and down. Her breasts swayed as she moved and I reached up to hold the firm melons. Her erect nipples pressed into my palm as I squeezed her tits. Her lips were slightly parted and her face flushed as she gazed down at me and rocked back and forth on my rod. I wanted desperately to kiss her when I saw her take her full lower lip between her teeth. "Kiss me," I whispered and released my hold on her breasts and held instead on her two erect nipples, pulling her toward me. She continued to ride up and down as she shifted forward and lowered her head to mine. When her lips parted over mine and our tongues intertwined, I began slapping my hips up into her, taking the initiative that was difficult for her in this position. She came moments later, crying out into my mouth, and the feeling of her cunt spasming around my cock sent me over the edge. Despite having cum a half-hour earlier, there seemed to be no end to my orgasm as jet after jet of cum blasted into her churning snatch. - o - Jack and I helped an exhausted Cathy into the shower and then went back downstairs to clean up. We opened the drapes and all the downstairs windows to air out the place. Our dad wouldn't be home for several hours but the room reeked of sex. There was a big stain on one of the sofa cushions, where Cathy had spat out Jack's cum and it had leaked down into a pool. Luckily for us, we could remove the covering and wash it, which we did. Paranoid that some sign would remain that our policeman father would see and deduce its cause, we cleaned the living room thoroughly. It was after eleven when we concluded that everything looked normal and when upstairs to bed. When we got to the top of the stairs Cathy opened her door and stepped into the hall, dressed in her nightgown. She crossed her arms and stared at us. Her hair was still a bit damp from her shower, and she smelled fresh and clean. "That was pretty low, blackmailing me with those pictures," she said. "Yes, we know," said Jack. "But you're right about Chris. He's no good." We nodded. She didn't say anything for a minute and I found myself shifting my weight from one foot to the other, embarrassed and unsure about how to relate to my sister now that I'd fucked her. "Before you guys go to bed, take a shower so you don't smell like sex", she said at last. "Okay," I said. "Yeah, sure," said Jack. She turned to go back into her room but changed her mind. She walked up to me and kissed me firmly on the lips, then did the same to Jack. "The sex was great," she said. "You guys should know I'll want more. But my room needs to be off limits." 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