As the evening wore on, Robbie relaxed even more, the strain he’d lived under for so long it had become normal finally easing away completely. He wondered at the feeling. Does everyone feel like this all the time he wondered, smiling happily at Casey? How bizarre that the one person who had caused him so much loss and distress should be the one to give him his life back!
Casey noticed his expression, smiling back at him, her even white teeth flashing in a wide, perfect, genuine smile, and he was surprised and a little unsettled at the sudden rush of feelings he had for her. She was perfect in his opinion, slim, shapely, quietly beautiful without being intimidating, smart and savvy, tall, clear-skinned and confident, had a truly stunning smile, was generous and kind, and really seemed to care for him deeply. For the first time in his life, he felt wanted and loved, and wanted and loved someone in return.
Casey in turn had spent half the day watching over him, and the other half analysing her feelings. After the first rush of desire for him, for his beautiful masculine body and sweet, handsome face, had come the realisation that he was special, probably one of a kind. Robbie was a total innocent, no matter what the world had done to him; nothing his family had done to him had changed the boy inside, and she couldn’t believe she’d been so thoughtless, so careless of a heart so kind and loving, a spirit so gentle and untouched by the evil of the world around him; even his anger, once he’d expressed it, cleansed himself of it, had evaporated completely, letting his own clear self shine through.
On the heels of that was the realisation and affirmation that she wanted him, really wanted him, not just to play with his body, but to keep him close and love him, protect that core of him that shone through so clearly now she had learned to see it. The fact that he was her brother was immaterial; she’d once pushed her brother away; now she wanted to hold him close, make him her lover, and keep him forever.
With the thought came the action, and she moved from her perch on the couch to his side, his arm draping around her as she snuggled into his side, reaching up to gently pull him down to her so she could kiss him. Robbie grinned. “What was that for, Case?”
Casey rested her head in the angle of his neck. “Just to say ‘I love you’, Robbie,” she said, and looked into his eyes to see his reaction, hope flaring.
Robbie was amazed to see his own feelings echoing back at him, and smiled that slow, sweet smile of his. “I love you too, Casey, believe me!” he whispered, kissing her again, feeling her respond, her kiss longer, serious and lingering, arousing him as he held her and pulled her onto his lap.
“Case, shall we go in the bedroom, it’s more comfortable than this couch?” he whispered, and her answering grin was all the affirmative he needed. He stood up, with her still cradled to him, Casey giggling in delight as he effortlessly carried her across the room and into the bedroom, to slide her onto the bed, then sit down next to her.
Casey jumped up, slipping off her shirt and unbuttoning her jeans to wriggle them down, to stand in her bra and tiny panties. Robbie had pulled off his polo shirt, and looked at her frankly from his seated position, admiring her slim, neat figure, long legs and small waist. He held out his arms and she stepped into them, with him resting his head against her, his arms locked about her waist.
“I do love you, you know,” he began, “I’m not just saying that because I want to… you know, again, with you. I realised when I watched you that I need someone, and of all the people I ever met, all the parties I went to, all the girls I ever met, or talked to, you’re the only one I ever felt this way about. Now that I have you, I don’t know how I’m ever going to let you go.”
Casey smiled down at the top of his head, running her fingers gently though his hair as she listened to the truth from him, knowing that he was incapable of lying, that he hadn’t learned how to.
“Robbie, darling, I love you too. I want to be with you, stay with you and keep you warm and safe, watch out for the wolves and keep them from your door. If you’ll have me, I’ll be yours, I promise.”
Robbie looked into her eyes, seeing tears glimmering there even as she smiled at him, and pulled her down to kiss her, to wipe away her tears and hug her as tight as he dared. While he was hugging her a thought occurred, and he grinned as he reached up to unhook her bra, Casey shrugging it off to let her breasts into his view. He immediately began licking and sucking her nipples, remembering what she’d shown him, nibbling and biting the way she liked, drawing little gasps and sighs from her as he worked her up, Casey squirming against him. He liked the sensation of her hard rubbery nipples between his teeth and against his tongue, and he loved the little jumps and starts and giggles she gave when he rubbed, sucked or flicked those nipples.
She pulled away, her face and neck flushed, to pull him to his feet, unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down, eyes widening in appreciation at the tented bulge in the front of his boxers. Robbie kicked off his jeans and shoes, pulling Casey into him to kiss her while his hands roamed over her. She pushed him back down to sit on the bed, his hands going to her panty-clad rear, sliding into her panties to squeeze and fondle her butt-cheeks, revelling in the feel of them, taut, firm and springy. He slid her panties down, pulling her closer by those taut globes, returning his attention to her nipples, licking and nibbling while Casey sighed and gasped and giggled in appreciation.
He could feel himself getting bigger, his boxers bulging out even more, and finally Casey dropped to her knees, tugging at his shorts. Robbie lifted his hips so she could slide them down, smiling happily as his 7-inch penis popped into view, thick and engorged, the head already fully emerged, his shaft shiny and taut.
“Robbie,” said Casey, “remember when I told you about some of those other things we could do?” He smiled, nodded. “Well, here’s one of them, just for you. I promise you’ll enjoy it, I know I will!”
With that, she leaned up and kissed the side of his shaft, his eyes widening at the sensation and the sight. She gently licked the shaft, making him start, and smiled at his reaction. Robbie closed his eyes as she licked further up along him, until she came to the crown, the sensation as she licked it making him open his eyes to watch. Casey licked and teased the head, sliding her tongue-tip gently into the little slit and hole, sweat breaking out on his face as she slid her lips over the end and began sucking, the sensation utterly delightful.
He was in a daze, this new thing was so good it was making his balls tighten and he could feel himself almost ready to orgasm again. Casey pumped his shaft as she sucked, head bobbing and mouth suctioning him, and when she looked up at him and smiled around his cock, he knew he was going to let go again.
“Uhh, Case, please… I’m going to… I’m…!” he stuttered, and she just looked at him, smiled and nodded. Robbie leaned back, hands on the bed behind him, feeling his sperm rising, and bucked his hips as the first bolt of spunk shot out of him, Casey swallowing as he shot again, and again, then once more, long spurts of sperm splashing against the back of her throat, she swallowing and pumping as he filled her mouth.
At last, his cock stopped shooting, and Casey stopped pumping, instead caressing and lightly squeezing his scrotum, the sensation calming and gentle after the climax just past, gently cleaning the tip of his penis with her tongue. Robbie slumped back on the bed, chest pumping like a bellows, heart racing, as she joined him on the bed, sliding next to him to kiss him and smile.
“So, I take it you enjoyed that!” she grinned, and he could only grin back, still unable to speak for lack of breath.
At last he was calm enough to speak. “What the hell was that, Case?” he asked.
“Robbie darling, that was a ‘blow-job’, oral sex. Boys can do it to girls, too, it ‘s only polite, really!” she giggled. “Some men love giving oral sex to girls, and vice versa, it’s a very enjoyable experience for both!”
Robbie suddenly looked up, concern in his eyes. “Case, I want to do the same thing for you; could you show me how, sort of walk me through it, so I give you as much pleasure as you just gave me?” Casey looked at him in wonder, but not really surprised at the request. He really did want to pleasure her, his own nature demanding of him that he give as freely as he received.
“I’d love that, Robbie, I really would!” she smiled at him, and slid up the bed to lie down, holding her arms out to him. Robbie came to her, and they spent the next few minutes kissing and licking each other’s lips, murmuring and touching, before Robbie began kissing her throat, making Casey close her eyes in pleasure. Robbie moved on down, kissing and sucking her nipples, making them stand up and thrum, excitement coursing through her as he stimulated her. He looked up for a second, seeking guidance on what to do next, and she gently urged his head further down, kissing her flat stomach, dipping his tongue in her navel and swirling it around, making her smile at the sensation.
Still watching her for hints, Robbie moved on down, licking and tasting her smooth skin, his tongue encountering her trimmed patch of silky-soft pubic hair, and enjoying the feel of the downy hairs against his tongue. As he moved his questing tongue ever further down, he encountered the lips of her sex, and the scent of her excitement, strange, tangy, fresh and appetising, and, on impulse, lapped at the lips of her vulva, denuded of any hairs, feeling the soft folds of flesh pulse and swell beneath his tongue. Her scent washed over him, awakening impulses and instincts from all the way back to the dawn of humanity, urging, driving him on.