Midnight the Stars and You

Hello all. This is my first attempt at writing stories after being a long time reader. I have ideas for longer and more convoluted stories, but I wanted to try my hand at shorter stories just to see if this is something I can actually do. By no means am I a professional writer so mistakes may be pretty common especially in the beginning. Thank you to all of those who read and I would greatly appreciate feedback.

Midnight the Stars and You:

Very few moments in my life ever given me so much clarity about what I want out of life. The first time I ever played Legend of Zelda, first time I ever read JRR Tolkien, and the first time Katie and I ever slow danced at our brothers wedding. I was 16 years old and awkward at best in almost every situation. I had my group of friends who were the "nerd" crowd and we never really found ourselves in situations where girls were present. I had asked them to dances and formals before, but never had much luck. I was always kind of "dismissed" by the girls of my school who thought I was "cute" or "harmless" like a small animal.

So when Martin (my older brother by 7 years) announced that he was marrying his long time girlfriend in a large ceremony I felt a little bit of anxiety. I was going to have to dance with members of both families and could possibly make an ass of myself. there would be girls my own age there who knew what they were doing and I felt like i would somehow ruin everything with my lack of experience.

Regardless of my fears Martin and Amber's ceremony went perfectly and when we arrived at the reception hall the music began. Couples of all ages hit the floor and were having a wonderful time. My parents, all 4 sets of grandparents, and even a few aunts and uncles danced without a care in the world. After a few songs I began to feel like I stuck out like a sore thumb. My mother even came over at one point at tried to goad me much to the amusement of my father. I turned her down politely and was resigned to spend the rest of the evening watching and grabbing punch from the bar. It was in this moment that she came to me.

"I'm not taking no for an answer Petey."

Petey. Katie's nickname for me ever since I could remember.

Katie. How do I even begin to describe her. She has blonde hair that she keeps cut around her shoulders. Hazel eyes that seemingly pierce my soul every time she looks into my eyes. She was everything you would want in an older sister. She was 3 years older than me and as far back as I could remember was the absolute sweetest person towards me. She helped with homework, babysat me on weekends, and when she got her license the first thing she did was take me to get ice cream. She was popular, cheerleader captain, volleyball star, and camp councilor during the summers. Everyone loved her.

Some younger siblings would have developed a jealousy or animosity towards an older sister that every councilor, teacher, or coach said was a "wonderful person" but I was nothing but proud of her. So rather than being embarrassed when she asked to dance my anxiety went into overdrive and I began to panic that I would embarrass her instead.

"Katie, I'm not so sure that its a good idea. I don't have a clue what to do out there. Dance with Brian, he seems good." I offered. Brian was my handsome football captain cousin who was Katies age. I always noticed he had some what of a thing for Katie, I mean who wouldn't.

"I don't want to dance with Brian, I want you." She added in a stern but angelic voice.

Well shit. How could I possibly refuse that. Nervously I took Katies soft hand and we walked out to the edge of the crowd. Soft jazz was playing and all the couple were swaying pressed tightly together. Katie reached for my arm and placed it behind her back and pressed our chests together. Our touch caused her breasts to press taught against her dress and give her a bit of cleavage with sent my 16 year old mind into overdrive. Katie noticed my embarrassment and pressed her lips to my ear.

"Its okay Petey. Just sway with me, that's it, back and forth."

"Am I doing it right?" I asked in a nervous tone. "I feel like I'm messing everything up and ruining it all."

Katie just pulled me in a bit tighter and in her signature soft big sister voice said "You are doing great. Nobody is looking at you. Just have fun and enjoy this moment."

As you can imagine being pressed together tightly and having Katie whispering in a soft voice, things began to get tight down there. If she noticed anything than she never brought it up. That was Katie in a nutshell. She never made me feel uncomfortable of like a burden, even when my anxiety kicked into overdrive. We swayed slowly for a few songs and in these moments I came to one massive realization: I was in love with Katie.

It had been something I should have realized sooner, but I always had a soft spot for her that went beyond what a little brother should feel. When she developed boobs a few years back I remember feeling funny. Seeing her in a two piece on family trips always left me in an uncomfortable spot (I stole some of the photos from my mom and hid them in my desk). And finally feeling the white hot embers of jealousy whenever Brian and her would talk alone and share a laugh. I had always loved her, but now I realized just how much I desired her. That night back at the house I acted on my new discovered feelings for her with that old photo.

Over the next few years my desires led me to do some shameful things like peeping on her bra drawers and taking an old pair of panties from the hamper. I know its creepy and gross but i was a 16 year old kid who was adrift in the sea of horniness. My escapades never really progressed past these harmless little actions, unless you count the time I very intently watched her swimming in the back yard in a tight blue two piece.

As I came to terms with my feelings over the next two years I also began to notice little things that Katie would do. She was always touchy feely with everyone, but with me I realized just how much more physical she was. She would always brush my arm or shoulder when I told her something funny (it was never that funny) as well as when we lounged together on the couch she would prop her feet/legs on my lap. When we had family movie nights she would lean over on my shoulder or put her head in my lap and sigh in a content manner.

Could she have similar feelings? No, that's impossible. I'm her nerdy little brother. Her "Petey". Harmless scrawny little goofy Petey and that's all she will ever see me as.

Nevertheless, I always held out some semblance of hope that maybe she felt something. I was driving myself crazy with feelings of self doubt and needed closure. I decided I needed to swing for the fences and would come clean to Katie. I was going away to college a few states over in the fall after graduating High School and decided to tell her before. In my horny and immature teenage brain I decided that I would tell her the second I turned 18.

The entire day before I felt this pit in my stomach about what was in store. Would she react with disgust? Hatred? Would she be ashamed of me and tell everyone about my disgusting perversion? I needed to get the truth off of my chest, but not at the cost of losing my best friend and the only person who I felt truly understood me. On the flip side I didn't want to go through my life denying my feelings and be miserable because I missed this chance at happiness.

I sat in my room that night looking at the clock on my desk. 11:57. Three minutes. Should I tell her tonight? First thing in the morning? After dinner tomorrow? I was a nervous wreck and would be lucky to get any sleep while overanalyzing. Finally i decided that I needed to do it right away. I could not put my feelings off any longer and needed to get this off my chest.

As I walked towards my door I saw the clock strike midnight. As I reached for the door handle it suddenly turned and was thrust towards my hand. I barely managed to pull it back intime so as not to jam my thumb, but before I could even process what had occurred I felt this weight hit my front and begin to drive me back towards my bed against the wall. I found I couldn't even cry out before a soft tongue invaded my mouth and began its furious search for my own.

We fell back onto the bed and the tongue continued its assault on my mouth. It took me a few seconds to start to piece together that it was Katie who had barged into my room and was now playing tonsil hockey with me. After a bit she finally pulled her own lips away and looked down on me with the most intense look of hunger I have ever seen.

"Happy Birthday Petey. You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that." Katie was slowly pecking at my face with her soft lips.

"Katie!... What..." I offered on a lame voice

"Shhhh baby." She began softly running her hands through my hair. "I know how you feel. How you look at me. How you... watch me. I have know it for a long time. And... I..." She pressed her forehead to mine and sensually moved her nose around mine. "I feel the same way. I love you Peter. I always have. Your my... boy, my love, my... desire" She slowly pressed a kiss to my lips.

She had been to busy and frantic earlier to display this level of passion, but I felt myself sink deeper and deeper into her embrace. I tried my best to match her passion and soft intensity. She slowly began to grind her hips on mine and I felt my rock hard cock pressed against my pants and I let out a moan.

"Katie, oh god... I want... I want... you" my mind was a whirlwind. 15 minutes ago I wasn't sure if Katie would even love anymore as a sister, and now she is trying to lick the back of my throat and feverously grinding on me.

"I was afraid you wouldn't feel the same way. I started to get the sense you were looking at me more a few years ago, especially when my underwear started going missing. Then I I tried a more direct approach with the swim suit a few months ago. After that worked I just knew... He wants me".

Oh my god. She knew. She knew I was peeking and fantasying about her. She wasn't weirded out! I felt pure elation knowing my creepy actions were not a detriment to our relationship, if anything it sounded like she enjoyed them.

"Katie... dancing... Martin's wedding..." I couldn't form a complete sentence yet. I wanted so badly to convey everything to her but my brain just couldn't keep up.

"When did you..." I began to ask, but Katie cut me off with a kiss and pulled back slowly. She looked down on me with a mischievous smile and whispered something I will never forget: "Always... Petey, I've always wanted you."

I was floored.

"Even when we were kids. You were so sweet. You would cuddle up with me. Sleep in my bed when you were scared. Come to me when bullies came around. Ask me to read to you. Oh god, Petey... I always knew it was going to be you... the love of my life."

With that she resumed her all out kissing blitz. I was starting to feel coherent enough to actively join in and we let out moans which occasionally sounded like the others name. Katie began to reach for the bottom of my shirt and broke our kiss to pull it off of me. While she was up she fully straddled me and pulled her own over her head whipping her hair back into place. She didn't wear a bra I was enamored with her breasts. They were a C-cup with light pink eraser sized nipples that jutted out towards me.

"You like them?" Katie asked pressing them together and leaning in.

"I... love them." I croaked.

"Then take them... play with your gifts..." Katie wrapped her hand around the back of my head bringing my lips toward the right nipple. I inhaled it instantly and sucked at my sisters breast like a hungry child nursing.

"Uh huh, that's it... that's it Petey... take it... its yours... fuck..." Katie moaned.

I switched to the left and repeated my performance, much to her delight.

"I dreamed of this... you... me... for so long. That's it, bite it... ahh!... not so hard... not so hard, yeah, that's it... im not going anywhere baby, I'm yours"

We held this position for a bit as I indulged in my big sisters breasts. After a while she softly spoke up.

"Petey... how would you like your next present?" She softly stroked my hair and scratched my scalp. I pulled off her tit with a soft wet pop and looked up at her with the most dumbfound look.

"You didn't think that was it... did you? Aww, that so cute! Look at your adorable little face!" Katie leaned in and gave me a few short kisses before pressing her whole weight down on me. She licked over to my ear pressing her lips to my lobe.

"I wanna to suck your cock Petey... Do you want that?... Do you want your gentle and loving big sis to suck on your cock? "

My mouth went dry. Jesus Christ did she just say that? Am I in heaven? If so please God don't interrupt!

"Y... ye... yes" I finally managed to croak. She was sucking on my neck and nibbling on my ear lobe waiting.

"Good. I promise I'll be good. I don't want you to cum to fast when I fuck your brains out in a minute."

This. Is. Heaven.

Katie slowly began kissing down my chest stopping briefly at my nipples and circling them with her tongue before continuing her journey south. When she finally reached my pants she slowly rubbed her hands over my thighs and pressed them apart in a v. She lightly squeezed my cock in-between her fingers before bringing her face against my bulge. I felt through my jeans her tongue lapping at my shaft as her fingers moved up to the button. She popped the button and using her teeth she pulled the zipper down slowly allowing the slight vibrations to add to my cocks excitement. When the zipper was down she used her hands to open the jeans and give her access to my underwear. She reached into the opening in my boxers and wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the base of my cock and pulled it through.

"Its so... beautiful... Petey. Can I have it? Can you big sister please suck your cock?" She was kissing the sides of my shaft and batting her eyelashes at the tip causing shivers to run through me.

"Oh god Katie... you can have it... you can have whatever you want.... please" I moaned in desperation.

Katie let out a little chuckle and proceeded to suck the head of my cock into her warm mouth. She started by lapping at my slit looking for any precum and when she did find some she began digging at the hole deeper and deeper, moaning like a wonton whore. Not that I think my sister is a whore, but you would think my cum was the essence of life and she desperately needed every drop of it.

"Katie! Oh god!" I shouted, a little to loud for her likening causing her to pull off and shush me.

"I'm glad you like it sweetheart... really, but we cant let mom and dad know just how much you like it." She chuckled and quickly sucked me back into her mouth. She began to build a slow rhythm and each time she sucked me in she went lower and lower on my cock. Finally after a few minutes she was taking me all the way down to the root and was increasing her speed.

I was twitching around and desperately trying to keep my moaning to a minimum while Katie literally sucked the life out of my cock. After a minute or so I felt the telltale tingle that signaled my impended release.

"Katie... I'm close... oh god... its coming!" I whisper shouted.

Katie for her part just kept sucking and even increased her pace. When my cock began to start twitching rapidly she plunged it into her throat. Glob after glob of my cum spewed forth down my sisters waiting throat to her stomach. Moaning around my cock and using the vibrations to increase my pleasure, Katie milked every drop out of me. She slowly pulled my dick from her throat after a minute and again dug at my slit looking for the final remnants of my cum. Finally, after an eternity she pulled her head off and slid back up to my face.

"Good present?" She asked opening he mouth to show that none of my cum remained in her mouth.

"Katie... as long as I live there will never be anything that comes close to that." I leaned in and kissed her softly. "I love you."

"Well, I wouldn't get to far ahead of myself if I were you." Katie added smiling. "I still have to make you mine tonight."

"Katie, I'm already yours, I was always was."

"I know, but I want all of you... and I want you to have all of me." Katie kissed me on the forehead and pulled my head back toward her breasts. We held that embrace for a while as I recovered. I knew Katie said she wanted to have sex, but I didn't want to force anymore tonight, especially after getting my soul sucked out of me. It was in this quiet that Katie finally spoke.

"You still have one more gift tonight... I've been saving this one for you. In fact... I saved it for you my whole life."

It took a second for her words to reach me. She never had sex before. She had a few boyfriends in high school, but ever since she started college I don't remember her ever mentioning any guys.

"You saved it?" I asked looking up to her, my face still buried in her breasts, "For me?"

"Like I said earlier Petey... It was always going to be you." She leaned down and pressed he lips softly to mine. "I love you. Utterly and completely in love with you. I want to give you everything. Eve-ry-thing." She enunciated slowly and kissed my face in-between syllables.

"Ok, I need to get something real quick." I shot out of bed quickly and moved over towards the bottom drawer of my dresser. Martin gave these to me a few months ago as a congrats on getting into college gift. I didn't anticipate having to use them so soon. I pulled one of the condoms from the freshly opened box and was about to rip the plastic before Katie's hand slowly reached in-between mine. She slowly wrapped her arms around mine and pulled me back so i was sitting in-between her legs on the floor. Her breasts were pressed up against my back and her lips were next to my ear. She spoke slowly and lovingly but I could also hear the tiniest hint of anger.

"Baby... we don't need those... this is true love... I want you... all of you." Katie's hands drifted down to my cock slowly grasping and stroking it back to life. "I want you to cum in me. I want you to let it all out in me. I'm your big sister. I wont get pregnant." She leaned in and kissed the side of my head.

"At least not yet."

My cock was back and she grabbed me by the hand and slowly led me back over to the bed. She paused and put her forearms on my shoulders and looked me in the eyes.

"Take off my pants."

I reached for her waistline and used my thumbs to press her leggings over her hips letting them hit the floor. She stoop there in red lace panties which were dark in the crotch.

"I'm dripping for you Peter. You big sister needs you to fuck her. Do you want to? Do you want to cum in your big sisters pussy?" She leaned in to my ear. "I bet it will feel so fucking good."

My hands trembled as I hooked my fingers in her panties and pushed them down slowly. The crotch was fused to her slit and finally released when the rest of the garment was pushed low enough. She was waxed smooth and her lips were spread open with a small drop of her juices hanging off on one of her folds. I swallowed hard.

"Next time Petey. Next time I'll show you how to eat my pussy. Going down on you big sister like a perfect little brother always should." She began to pull me back to the bed and when I put my weight on top of her she wrapped her legs around my hips. I reached down and tried to press the crown of my cock into her, but atlas I couldn't find the right angle.

"Its okay baby." Katie cooed. She reached down and softly replaced my hand with hers. "We will have plenty of more chances to get this perfect, although, tonight has been everything I dreamed it would have." She kissed me softly and when the tip found her entrance she pulled her face away.

"Now push. Slowly. Take me all for yourself. Take your present."

I pushed slowly. I felt the entrance of her pussy slowly opened to accommodate my girth. Slowly I inched in until I felt her hymen. Katies innocence. He most prized gift. A gift she was freely and lovingly giving to me. She pulled our foreheads together.

"I'm ready." No dirty talk. No trying to rev me up. Just my big sister telling me that she was ready for our complete union. Ready for us to move past the typical brother and sister relationship and into the realm of lovers. Soul mates ready to being their lives together.

With that I pushed.

Katie bit her lip. I groaned. We held that position for a minute as she slowly breathed to let the pain pass.

"Petey... fuck me."

"Are you sure?"

She pulled my whole weight down on her and buried her face in the nape of my neck. "Fuck. Me."

I fucked her. I wasn't slow. I tried to be gentle, but her molten core was just to much. I lost all control. I couldn't tell you if it was 5 seconds or 5 hours. Katie and I were one both in body and spirt. We didn't need to speak. We knew exactly what the other needed at every turn. I felt her cum triggering my own impending countdown.

I was thrusting into her and kissing her passionately when my cum started. She dug her heels into me pulling me as deep as humanly possible. I felt the spurts of cum flying right into the center of her. Our children would be conceived much in the same way, but that story is a few years away from now. When I finally felt the last of my seed drain from my cock I lost all ability to hold myself up and collapsed on top of her. I clutched her as tight as I could manage in that weakened state as if to say "This is my woman".

We clutched each other for what felt like hours, but was probably only a few minutes before Katie finally spoke up.

"I love you so much."

I pulled back to look at her and saw that she was crying. I reached forward and wiped a few tears with my thumb and kissed a few others away.

"Katie I love you too. I want you always. I need you always. Promise me we will always be together." I could feel my own tears start, but I didn't feel them fall.

"Always. Petey... you were always mine. My little prince, my knight, my best friend, and now my lover. I will be with you always."

We kissed one last passionate kiss and snuggled into each other with my head pressed into Katies breasts. We drifted off listening the the breathing of the other, the kind only a lover hears after sharing the throws of passion.

I wasn't sure what time it was when I awoke but I heard a voice. At first I thought it was Katie, but it was too deep.

"Did you get your boy?"

I felt Katie's chest vibrate in her blissful response.

"Yea mom... I got him."

THE END

Thank you to those of you who have read this far. If you found these characters to be interesting then please let me know as I have more ideas for Peter and Katie's relationship. I want to explore some more dynamics and introduce more characters in the meantime. I am not one who enjoys polyamorous couples so anything moving forward will stay between two characters.