tried to delicately explain to her why it was there -' embarrassing her greatly. I ignored it, though, in favor of helping her with the water: she was still weak enough that I had to help hold it for her. When she'd emptied the glass, I asked if she wanted some more; she indicated that she did, and I left to get it for her. While I was at it, I rinsed out the washcloths I'd used to clean her up and left them in the hamper before filling the glass again. Once I was back in her room, she was able to drink by herself while I got myself seated where I could hold and support her. When she was done drinking, she set the glass on her night stand before snuggling next to me.
Putting my arms around her, I held her close. Several minutes went by before she told me 'Thank you, Danny.' 'Whatever for?' Pulling my arms more tightly around her, she answered 'For everything you've done for me. For actually listening to me when I said I wanted to find out what it felt like to have you in my butt. For being so patient and gentle with me, and actually doing that for me, and making it feel so damn good! For showing me that I was right to trust you. For holding me after we were done, and then being willing to clean me up like that when I was still too darn tired to do it myself. For thinking to leave the towel here so I don't make a mess on my bed. For being such a good brother.' 'Honest, Sis, you don't have to thank me for any of that. You're my sister, and I love you, and I'm glad that there's stuff that I can do for you.' 'Maybe so -' but I still want you to know that I appreciate it, anyway, and that I love you, too.' After giving her another hug and kiss on the shoulder, I was content to just sit there and hold her. It was maybe a half hour later when she let me know that she was ready to take a quick shower -' if I was willing to help her (like I'd turn her down!). When both of us were clean and dressed again, we headed for the family room to watch some TV until Mom and Dad got home.
After that memorable event, Sis and I readily went back to our more conventional methods of pleasing each other with our hands and mouths, enjoying what we did together just as before. But as the weeks slipped by, I noticed that Sis seemed to be getting a little distant from me at times.
I asked her what was going on, and she'd just shake her head briefly before telling me 'Just something I've got on my mind -' The first few times that happened, I was willing to take what she said at face value -' but somewhere around the dozenth time, I finally called her on it: 'C'mon, Sis.
You've been like this more and more, lately, and every time I ask you about it, you give me the same answer. Now, either you've got the busiest mind on the planet that there's always something different, or there's one thing that keeps coming back. Which is it?' With a wry grin, she answered 'No, it's just one thing that I've been thinking about.' 'So you want to tell me about it?' From the tone of her voice, I knew that she was afraid of hurting me somehow when she answered 'I don't think so, Danny.' 'Why? Did I do something wrong? Are you mad at me about something? Darn it, Sis, talk to me -' I'm worried about you!' 'No, you haven't done anything wrong, and I'm not mad at you. There's just something that I've been thinking about, is all.' 'Could you at least give me an idea of what it is?
Is someone bothering you? What's going on?' Again, hesitantly, she answered 'I don't know if I should talk to you about it, Danny.' 'From the way you said that, it sounds like whatever is on your mind is something you think would bother me. Is that it? Is it something about me, or us?'
Several seconds went by before she finally answered 'Yeah, it's something about us.' 'If it's about US, then that includes me. Don't you think I deserve to know, too, then?' 'Yeah, you do, Danny -' except that I have to get my part in it straight in my mind, first. Until I can do that, I don't know what to say to you, though.' With that tiniest bit of a hint -' that whatever it was, it was mostly her, but included me -' I had something to go on. Thinking about it for several seconds, I could only come up with one thing that seemed to fit, and asked 'Is it – is it about when you wanted me to make love to you in your butt? I thought you wanted me to do that, and that you liked it.' She graced me with a delighted smile before answering 'I did want you to do that, and I did like it! Even more that I thought I would; that's what got me started thinking about this other thing.' With another little indicator to point the way, I considered it for a couple of seconds before tentatively asking 'Is it about us doing stuff together? Is there something you want me to do again, or more of? You know I love you, Sis, and if there's something I can do to make you happy or feel good, I'm willing to do it. Just tell me what it is!' She suddenly got reticent with me again, and simply told me 'No, it's not something you've already done -' that's why I have to think about it.' Trying to figure out what it was, I mentally reviewed what she'd said so far: mostly her, but involved me, too; having me in her butt got her starting thinking about it; and it was something we hadn't done yet – What popped into my head was a possibility, but I hadn't had the faintest idea that it was anything she had even thought about. Then I realized that that was just exactly what was happening then: that she was thinking about it. With the expectation that I knew what the answer was going to be, I queried 'Is it about us making love? I mean, really?' Hesitantly, she told me 'Yeah, that's what I've been thinking about: actually having you inside me.'
Somewhat stunned at hearing my suspicion confirmed, I told her 'Sis, you don't have to do anything like that for me! The other stuff we do – well, that makes me feel as good as I could want, honest!' She gave me a strange look as she said 'No, I don't want to do it for you, Danny. And I know the things we do make you happy, just like they do for me. I've been thinking about it for me. When you made love to me in my butt, it felt wonderful, and I had a great orgasm. But as good as it felt physically, it made me feel even closer to you in my heart -' and I started thinking that if we actually made love, we'd be even closer where it matters.' 'I love you, Sis, more than I could ever say; I don't know if you could be any closer to me than you already are.' She smiled before replying 'I didn't think you could be any closer, either -' until we did that. Then I realized how much more you meant to me. That's what got me started thinking about what it might be like if we actually made love with each other.' Hearing that, I had some more things to ask her. 'What about your virginity? If we do that, it might hurt you. And what about later? If we make love, what will you do when you meet the guy you want to marry? You remember what Mom and Dad told us -' what about making sure I don't get you pregnant? It could happen, even if we just did it the one time!' 'Those are just the kinds of things that I've been thinking about, Danny -' along with what seem like a million others. Yes, if we made love, I'd lose my virginity, and it might hurt. But I know that I could trust you to go slow, and make it as easy as possible for me. I love you, and know that you love me, too; that's why when I'm ready, I want it to be you. As for later, well – you've heard Mom and Dad, and you know that it's what's in our hearts, and in our minds, that really matters. When I meet the guy that I want to marry, it'll be because of those things; and I'll expect him to love me for the same reasons. If he's worried about whether or not I'm a virgin – well, he's probably the wrong guy for me.' 'And birth control?' 'I guess you can figure out that I've already thought about the other stuff; the last thing that I was figuring out was that part. I don't want to get pregnant any more than you or Mom and Dad would want me to -' less, probably.' Anybody listening to us likely would have thought they were stuck in the Twilight Zone: there I was, trying to argue against deflowering my sister while she tried to tell me why I should -'So, what, you were going to decide all of it; then tell me what MY choices were?' Listening to her, I was starting to feel like she was getting everything arranged so that she only needed me for the act itself.
Seeming to realize from my tone of voice that she'd pretty much left me out of the loop, she looked apologetic as she answered 'No, of course not, Danny; and I'm sorry if it sounds like that. I really was going to ask you about it when I'd gotten the rest of it worked out in my head.' 'Sounds to me like you already have worked it out -' and that you kinda forgot to include ME, even though I'm the one you want to give yourself to.' I could see on her face that she understood how things looked from my perspective, and how sad and sorry it made her feel to know that I had a valid point.
There were tears in her eyes when she finally told me 'I'm sorry, Danny, really I am! I got so busy thinking about all the rest of it that I forgot how much you love me, and why I was trying to figure all that stuff out!'
Seeing her tears, I knew that I'd hurt her -' and was immediately sorry.
Reaching out and taking her into my arms, I told her 'It's okay, Sis. It's something that would change you a whole lot more than it would me, so I guess I can understand how you got so wrapped up in it. But now you have told me what you've been thinking about, and we can work things out, okay?'
Snuffling on my shoulder, I heard her say 'Yeah, I'd like that. I really do want to give myself to you, and do it so that both of us are happy how it went afterwards.' Caressing her back, I said 'Honest, Sis, if you're really ready to stop being a virgin, then there's nothing for me to say about it. If you want it to be me that you're with first, then I'm honored, and I'll do the best I can for you because I do love you so much.
The rest of it is just details, and we can deal with those together, okay?'
Moving to sit up again so that we could see each other, she wiped the tears from her face before answering 'Yeah, I'd like that', followed by a smile.
Seeing her happy again, I couldn't help but smile back before I said 'Okay, now both of us know what you want
