Each punch sounded like a shot in the mostly deserted gym. Each was also followed by an animal like snarl as Mark struck the bag. As I got close enough I saw that his hands were wrapped in ace bandages and that there was blood soaking through them. I got to within a couple of feet of Mark and knowing better than to come right up and touch him said softly;
“Mark?”
He didn’t hear me. Instead he jumped back and through a savage kick into the bag sending it flying when it came back he let it hit him and wrapping his right arm around it held it there while he delivered a series of nasty punches with his left. He was talking to it. I had seen this routine before and knew what was next.
“You still making noise you little rat?” He hissed as he kept going.
“You gonna shut me up Max?” The blows came even faster. “Yeah that’s right who’s crying now you fat fuck?”
Mark stepped back and still using just his left arm delivered a series of brutal hook shots to the bag.
“Are… you… still… making… noise?”
Each word was punctuated with another of those powerful blows. The next to last one split the punching bag, the following one his hand damn near got stuck in it. There were bloodstains on it from his fists. Mark threw several more punches then caught the bag and leaned his head against it panting. He had punched himself out; his eyes were open but he didn’t appear to be seeing anything.
“Mark!!” I snapped startling him out of it.
He spun to face me and I caught myself stepping back. Mark looked crazy; his eyes were wild, his chest heaving, and he had come around with his blood covered fists up.
“Easy little brother,” I said calmly putting my hands up. “It’s just me.”
Mark stared for a moment as if my voice had taken a minute to sink in then slowly put his hands down and nodded.
“You okay Mark?”
“Yeah,” Mark said panting trying to catch his breath. “Better now… I just had to,” He paused as he started removing the wrapping from his hands. “Work something out.”
“I know.” I told him. “But you need to calm down okay?”
I came up to him and put my hand on his shoulder. Because he had been working out his arms and chest were pumped up and his sweat soaked hair was hanging in his eyes. Mark tossed the bandages into his gym bag and grabbed a bottle of water from the floor next to him. After taking a few swallows he poured the rest over his head letting the cold water drip down his face and chest. The water wasn’t the only thing dripping.
Oh my god did he look good! Megan you are a nasty girl. My brother was in a sorry state and all I could think of was his cock. Sad fact was even though I’m supposed to be old enough to think differently this bad ass dangerous side of Mark excited me as much as it had when I was young and wild. Back when I would act up at the bars on purpose when I was drunk just to watch him fight. I moved my hand up and gently touched the side of his face. Mark closed his eyes and leaned his face into my hand for a few seconds then opened them.
“You ready to go downstairs little brother?”
Mark nodded and reaching down grabbed his gym bag. The walk back to the apartment was an entertaining one. The promenade was mostly populated by older couples and yuppies many of whom were out and about. My brother hadn’t bothered to put his shirt back on and was getting quite a few looks ranging from disdain from a couple of older people to a hilarious look of absolute lust from a blonde around my age who all but started following him. Mark was oblivious to everyone as he stalked down the hallway.
Stalked was the word to describe it, head up shoulders out with that confident swagger he’d had since he was eighteen when his big sister had made him a man. At one point as we made our way out of the elevator there were four young guys in their twenties hanging around all in tank tops and all pretty rugged looking. They were blocking the corridor and had been busting a younger couples balls, not really causing trouble just trying to be cool probably visiting someone in the building.
As we approached I hung back a little and watched smirking as Mark walked up to them. One of them said something to the rest and they made it a point to stand in front of Mark who with no hesitation walked right through them his shoulder hitting one of the kids and pushing him back. Mark kept walking as if nothing had happened. The kid went to say something but his friend grabbed his arm and as I passed by I heard him tell say;
“Dude are you nuts? That’s Mark Phillips, guys got like three black belts and he’s crazier than a pitbull.”
“Yeah,” Another kid added. “And look at his back my old man says he’s a devil worshipper.”
I caught up with Mark as we turned the corner to get to his apartment. I could see where Mark had earned his reputation there was a palpable aura of violence emanating from him. This was a glimpse of the Mark of old. The Mark that at one point had knocked over a dozen teeth out of the mouth of a drug dealer I had owed money to- the same one who had beaten Tommy- and mailed them to his brother who was the biggest dealer in town with a note saying; an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth. No one fucks with my sister. This was the Mark that came within seconds of killing a man, and my poor judgment last night had set him off.
Mark had remained silent the entire walk down just staring straight ahead off into space. I let him be figuring he was still working himself down from the rush upstairs. When we entered the apartment Mark headed towards the bedroom. I was following close behind still enjoying the show and ready to jump him the second he went into the bedroom. When Mark was like this the sex would be hard and nasty and this horny girl was more than ready for it. We’d fuck first to take the edge off then we could talk.
Mark walked past the bedroom.
“Hey where are you going?” I asked.
“To shower.” He replied as he kept walking.
I hesitated, he didn’t seem like he was interested. Oh great, I thought to myself he was so upset he didn’t want to fuck. That wasn’t a good sign I mean turning his nasty big sister down in the first place was unheard of, but sex was a big part of how Mark got rid of that excess anger and he still seemed to be boiling over with it. When Mark got like this he would lock himself in his condo, even work from home for a day until he was sure he was calm. Of course he had been given medication for this but occasionally his rages got to the point that even the drugs didn’t hold him back. As I watched him enter the bathroom I decided to do what he always did for me; give him what he was trying to pretend he didn’t want or need.
Mark didn’t bother closing the door just stripped his pants off and stepped into the steaming hot shower. I undressed quickly and entered the bathroom but stood outside the shower waiting for him to turn the water down. Mark always did a couple of minutes of scalding hot, followed by ice cold to “test his endurance” as he put it. I could see through the curtain and when I saw him adjust the water to a normal state I pulled the curtain aside and slipped in behind him.
“Hey little brother need some help?”
As I spoke I reached around and grabbed his cock. It was soft but after a few quick strokes it was huge and throbbing in my hand. I brought my other hand around and started fondling his balls. Leaning forward I kissed his wet back.
“I didn’t ask you to come in here.” He said softly.
“Oh come on now little brother. You don’t want your big sister to get all dirty while she gets you clean?”
Mark reached down and grabbing my hands moved them from his cock.
“I mean it Meg I’m not in the mood.”
I knew that tone and at the sound of it felt a wave of heat flow through my pussy. Oh yeah this nasty girl was going to get hers. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissing his back again leaned my face against it, I could feel how tense he was. I couldn’t leave him like this.
“Come on Mark, we both know what you need. Let me give it to you.”
With that I grabbed his cock again noting that it had remained hard. I rested my head on his shoulder and whispered in his ear;
“Don’t give me that you’re not in the mood shit little brother. We both know damn well what you want and how you want it.”
“Yeah sis?” Mark asked softly. “You know what I want?”
“Not just want, need.”
I nipped his ear lobe hard with my teeth. Mark grunted but didn’t move. I did however feel his cock twitch in my hand and his breath was picking up. He was ready to explode any minute now. I could even hear the tremble in his voice as he spoke again;
“And what do I need?”
Continuing to stroke his cock with my right hand I reached up with my left and grabbing his hair yanked his head back.
“You need to take what’s yours Mark. You need to take your nasty girl fast and hard just like she needs it, like she wants it.”
I bit his ear harder and held on long enough to hear his breath hiss between his teeth. As I did I dropped my other hand to his cock and squeezed it hard with both hands, hard enough to get a gasp out of him.
“Let’s go little brother show me…”
I was cut off by Mark roughly slapping my hands off of him and spinning around so quickly I would have slipped and fell had he not caught me. I cried out in pain as what he caught me by was the barbells in my nipples. My hand flew back to catch the wall or my full weight would have been supported by just my tits.
“Don’t listen do you slut?” He snarled at me. “Can’t take no for an answer can you?”
That crazy look was back in his eyes and I knew this was just the beginning. My eyes were tearing from the pain flowing through my nipples but at the same time another surge of wetness gushed from my pussy. I gave him what he wanted;