Happy in the Jungle

Kurt stared for a few moments longer as the twins came down from their dual orgasms, only finally tearing his eyes away as Brandon's softening cock slipped from his sister's asshole.

Madison, in her exhaustion, slumped to one side, curled fetal on the ground with her gaping asshole pointed right at Kurt. He glanced at her toned ass, watching as Brandon's thick cum leaked from her stretched hole. It looked delicious and yet at the same time it only reminded him of Chloe, whose ass Kurt himself had fucked and came inside only a little while prior.

Beside the weak and resting Madison, Brandon cleaned himself off with a towel and slipped his shorts back on. Then, he grabbed the sleeping bag and draped it over his sister, hiding her post orgasmic beauty from Kurt's perverted gaze.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to look...just hard not to, you know." Kurt apologised, turning and staring into the fire as Brandon stepped up beside him. "What are you two doing out here anyway?"

Brandon chuckled. "That's the question you want to ask? Not 'why are you having sex with your sister'? Or to call me sick?"

Kurt shook his head. "Hey, I don't mind. I've dabbled in **** myself. I've fucked my own cousin, and the last time I did we had this father-daughter roleplay thing going. I'm probably the last person on this trip who would call you out for keeping it in the family."

"This isn't just some fetish for us though," Brandon said, resting his eyes on his sister's form. "It goes beyond sex. There's been times out here, when we've just lay together, naked, body to body, holding each other. No sex, no foreplay, just us, skin to skin, listening to the world around us. I've honestly never felt as content with life as I do when I'm in her arms."

"Good for you," Kurt said sincerely. "Relationships, I mean real relationships like what you're describing, are hard to come by. In fact, in some ways, maybe it's easier for you. You were born with the person who understands you better than anyone else. Sure you have to battle societal and biological norms, but that one person is right there. For the rest of us, we don't know if that one person is out there or if we'll ever find them..."

Brandon cocked an eyebrow at Kurt. "What happened to you man? Before I left, you'd have been making lewd jokes and trying to convince me to share Madison with you. Now you're all...lovelorn."

"I..." Kurt thought of Chloe and tried to find the words to explain to Brandon, but every thought in his head just sounded so stupid. So he buried his feelings and deflected. "I'm just happy for you. I know I could never come between you and your sister and if she makes you happy then I don't want to get between you guys."

"Thanks," Brandon said, patting Kurt on the shoulder. "Though, I have to say, I'm still surprised that you're not more shocked to find us out here like this."

"Oh, well, that's because we already saw you," Kurt admitted.

"What? When?" Brandon questioned, then with more emphasis, "We?"

"Yeah, the other day, after you left, Heather and I had to go into town. We passed your car on the way down and we were worried because we thought something might have happened. As we came upon your car, Heather saw inside and saw Madison bouncing on your lap." Kurt relayed. "So, Heather and I already knew about you two hooking up. As far as I know, no one else has found out yet though."

"Wow, that was you guys?" Brandon laughed again in awe. "That was the reason we decided to get off the road. Madison said she saw someone looking in, and we decided it was a bad idea to stay parked on the side of the road indefinitely. So we took our cars down to a nearby rest stop and hiked through the woods to this clearing."

"So, you've been out here for like a day and a half?" Kurt surmised. "What about food and water?"

"Well, we had some bottled water in the cars, and we used the waterfall nearby to shower off earlier." Brandon explained. "There was some junk food in Mads' car too, but I was thinking of going down and fishing in the lake. I was worried about people seeing me but I guess that's not a problem so much anymore."

"I can tell the others to leave you alone, for sure," Kurt offered. "But what do you want me to tell them about you and Madison? I can't imagine everyone taking it as well as I did. Maybe Heather, but some of the others..."

"Madison would probably say to tell them and if they don't like it, fuck 'em." Brandon said, glancing back to his sister and listening to her softly snoring. "She's direct like that. It helps her do what we do, despite what the world around us would say or think."

"What about you?" Kurt asked. "Do you struggle with it more?"

"Not with what we're doing. There's no doubt in my mind that I should be with Madison, blood ties be damned. But..." Brandon frowned. "I'm a bit more defensive. Hell, half the reason we came up here was because we didn't want to go home. We didn't want to have to face life, trying to sneak around behind our parents and teachers and friends. It was nice to come up here and not have to deal with that for a while. To enjoy just being us, together as a couple without having to worry about what the world thinks."

Kurt nodded. "I understand. I won't tell anyone that you're up here and I'll try to cover for you if anyone sees you out here."

"Feeling guilty?" Brandon asked with a smile. "I thought it'd be pretty clear that I moved on from Ashley. I couldn't care less who she fucked behind my back anymore. I'm happy with Madison."

"No, it's not guilt. Like I said, I'm just happy for you," Kurt said. "I can only imagine what it's like for you two."

"Geez, you sound miserable. If you're not going to tell me, then go ahead and get going," Brandon joked. "I don't need you bumming me out while I'm out here with my sister being happy."

Kurt laughed but took the words to heart and turned to depart, leaving Brandon in peace and happiness with his sister. It seemed that all the people around him were destined to find love, to find happiness, to find contentment; a table where there was no place set for him. It was his destiny, it seemed, to sit beneath, feeding on scraps of lust and desire, without ever knowing the true milk and meat of love and passion.