Interruption

You were feeling almost giddy as you step out of the shower. This was so wrong. So naughty. So fun! You could not believe how much this silly invitation had brightened your heart. You felt like a man reborn. The hot water seemed to have washed away the gloom haunting your soul as much as did the sweat and grime on your body. Wiping the steam from the mirror you could see a little sparkle in your eyes that you’d thought you’d lost forever.

Tilting your head up you rub the little peach fuzz that had grown on your chin and upper lip. It had to go. You lather up your face, rinse your razor then set to work shaving your face clean.

“Comin through, bitch boy!”

Just then the washroom door bursts open! A flood of heavy metal music along with your big sister Fiona comes storming in!

“HEY!”

She jostles you on her way to the toilet, nearly causing a cut, then with a frantic urgency pulls up the toilet lid, pulls down the front of her sweats, whips out her MASSIVE cock, and starts taking a leak right there. Her loud, deep sound of the piss hitting the water echoes through the room. Fuuuuck! You’d forgotten how big your sister actually was. That thing looked like it would be more a home on a horse than a human.

“Hey! Do you mind? I’m shaving here!”

Fiona turns to look at you and opens her mouth to speak…before her intense hazel eyes slowly plan down your body to your exposed manhood. “HA HA HA HA HA!”

“Oh geez.” You cover up with your free hand.

“AAAHHHH HA HA HA HA HA!” She is literally pointing right at your junk as she laughs hysterically.

You could start an argument but you knew just how pointless that would be. It would only encourage her to bug you more. Nah, better just to stay focused and get through this. Turning back to the mirror you continue to shave.

“Got a big date or something?” She asks as she finishes up and shakes off. “Well, big for you I mean. Not so much for Allie! HA!” She swats your bare ass.

“None of your business.” You grumble. “And Allie and I are split up, if you must know.”

“Oh yeah?” She says, suddenly not laughing. “Serious?”

“Yep.”

“Huh.”

“Not gonna laugh at me?”

“Come on now, little brother. Am I really that bad?”

“Yes!”

“Ha!” She grins. “Well, it was probably for the best. I never liked the bitch.” Putting her arm around your shoulders she leans into you, not giving a damn that you were in the middle of something. “I had to drop my old lady too.”

“Casey?” I your eyes snap up to meet hers through the mirror. “You and Casey broke up?”

“Yeah. She was a sweet heart, and she was good for me, but she was boring. Couldn’t handle a real woman either. It was doomed from the beginning.” Slipping in behind you Fiona runs her hand along your arm then plucks the razor from your fingers.

“Hey!”

“Shut up.” The next thing you knew Fiona was pressed up against your back with her free hand around your throat! Her long, meaty cock, which she had failed to put away, squished in between your cheeks like a sausage in a bun. You try to struggle but she easily overpowers you. Jesus! She’d gotten a lot stronger since the last time you tussled. Holding you still she begins to shave you. “Mrrrmmm.” Her head beside yours, her mouth next to your ear, she growls. “I could have you so fuckin easy.” The meat against your ass THROBS with arousal. “Mmmmm.”

“Fiona! Glg! Stop!”

Her grip loosens and her hand glides down your chest. She doesn’t stop shaving you though. “I’m not gonna hurt you, Jesse. You’re my little guy. I’d never hurt you.” Her ruby lips curl into an evil grin. “Not unless you want me to.”

“I don’t!”

“Okay, baby bro.” She kisses the side of your head, hard. “Chill.”

“Why are you shaving me?”

“Because I want to.” She says with uncharacteristic warmth. “Something wrong with a sister shaving her brother?”

“Probably.”

“I taught you how to shave, remember?”

“I remember! I don’t remember the **** though.”

“Pfff.” She chuckles. “Look at you, Jesse.” Her free hand continues down until it grabs the ring of flab that had gathered around your belly button. “You’re gettin fat.”

“Fuck off.”

“It makes me weep. Perfectly good femboy letting himself go.”

“I’m not a femboy!”

“Not with that attitude.”

“Fiona!” You grab the razor back from her and glare at her through the mirror. “Quit bullying me!”

“Aww, Jesse.” She laughs, a wicked fire flickering to life in her hazel eyes. “I’m not bullying you. This is bullying you.” She suddenly swipe two fingers worth of lather from off of your face then jams those two fingers into your mouth!

“GLUHHH!” As the gross taste of soap fills your mouth you bend over to get some water from the tap to rinse it out. BIG MISTAKE!

Fiona was still behind you. Her dick still smashed against in the crack of your ass. The moment you bend over there is suddenly a vicelike grip on the back of your neck! Her other hand slaps down on the small of your back and with a buck of her hips she drives you forward to pin you forcibly against the bathroom counter!

“RRRRRRMMM!”

“Fionaaa!” You groan as the grip on your neck tightens and the cock against your booty hole swells. You struggle but it’s no use. She was just too strong. It was humiliating but you are **** to reach back into your old ways when Fiona would bully you on the regular. In a whiny, pleading voice you whimper. “Mercyyyyy! Don’t hurt meee!”

In an instant the grip eases. The hand on your back pulls away. She steps back to let you free.

“I was just…playin.” Fiona whispers then helps you up and pats your head. “Just playin. I-I wouldn’t hurt you. You know that.” She is shaking her head as she takes another step back from you as if suddenly repulsed by you. She tucks her cock, which had nearly doubled in size, back into her sweats. “I’m…sorry.” Sorry!? Did your big sister just offer an apology!? She blinks then blinks again, her face twitches, and she shakes her head a couple more times. Looking into your eyes she says again, in an almost pleading sort of way. “I wouldn’t, Jesse. Never. I-I wouldn’t…hurt you. You’re my little guy. My baby bro. I’d…never hurt you.”

You stare at her a long moment before saying. “Okayyy.”

She smiles and pats your chest. “Yeah. Yeah! Ha! You’re okay.”

“But are you?”

“Ha!” She smacks your ass. “Hey! It’s me! Fiona! Your big sister! I’m always good, baby.” With that she spins on her heel and exits the washroom. “See ya around, shrimp dick.” BAM! Her room door slams behind her.

“Yeah.” You say softly. “See you around, Fiona.”