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by AnonX


It was during a recent skiing trip with my family which finally changed my life.  After 2 days on the practice slopes, I decided that it was finally time to do some real skiing with my older sister on the regular slopes.  With Tracey being 19, and myself only 15, it was the norm that I constantly be the brunt of her abuse.  

First, Mom insisted that I stay close to Tracey, which meant that I would get no peace at all, but it being the only way to get on the big slopes, there was nothing to be done about it.  As usual, we weren't even to the lift before three guys are tagging along behind us.  Ever since Tracey started to develop, I've become used to the guys with their tongues dragging on the floor following her.  To me, she's always been my sister, but my pals all tell me that Tracey is the girl that wet dreams are made of.  

Anyway I digress.  At the top of the lift, with these guys falling all over themselves, Tracey starts leading me to the easiest slope, while explaining to these guys that she has to baby-sit me.  Imagine...baby-sit me.  

"I'm 15," I yell to her.  

It doesn't take long for me to drag myself to the main slope, and begin the decent.  With Tracey behind me telling me to slow down, I look around to see how close she is and that's when it happened.  Right into the trees.  Lucky for me, I didn't come to until both arms are set in casts with those ridiculous sticks holding them out away from my body.  As I slowly regain my senses, I can hear Mom & Dad tearing a strip off Tracey, telling her that she has been demoted to my slave till the cast comes off.  I started to tell them that it's not her fault, and only a garbled mess of groans escape my lips.  

A couple of sips of water, and I explain to them that Tracey is innocent, and this was all my fault.  After about 10 minutes of Mom fussing over me, and Dad telling me what an idiot I am for scaring the hell out of them, they get told that I need to rest by the nurse.  Mom and Dad tell me that they will stop in the morning, and Tracey asked if she could stay for a while if she is quiet.  The nurse agrees, and off Mom and Dad go, probably glad to have a little time to themselves.  

I dozed off for a while, and woke up with an unbelievable amount of pain from trying to turn over.  Tracey who was dozing in the chair, goes to get the nurse, who does something with the bag of stuff plugged into my arm so that a few minutes later, I once again feel great!  I figure that this is the Demerol that Jeff told me he got when he broke his leg playing football.  

Well, I'm in a great mood, and start to giggle when Tracey asks me why I covered for her.  "Easy," I said.  "You didn't push me down that slope, I did it to myself."  

"Well you must be mad at me," Tracey asked, "for telling those guys I had to baby-sit you."  

"Well in actuality, you were baby-sitting weren't you?"  

"Well yes, but I didn't have to embarrass you over it."   

"That's okay Sis.  As long as I feel this great, what could possibly be bad with this?"  

"Okay," Tracey said, "get some sleep, and I'll stay for a little longer".  

As I started to drift off, I got that feeling in my crotch which meant that I better hide the evidence,  The only problem was, that I couldn't really move.  As I attempted to squirm around to get the blankets bunched up, I twisted the wrong way and let out a howl that got Traceys' attention.  That's when she noticed the bulge, and asked what I was trying to do.  I died right there.  After a terrible minute of silence, she asked of I needed to relieve myself.

"No, I don't need to pee," I stated.  

"That's not what I meant," she said with a smile.  "Were you trying to take care of your hard on?"

"No, I said blushing, I was just trying to hide it"  

Tracey looked at me with a smile and said "I'll help" and with that started to arrange the blankets with her left hand, while her right hand slowly slipped under the covers to my pulsing member.  Since no one had ever touched me there but myself, the thrill was far more overpowering than the embarrassment that I felt as well.  I groaned as her hand slid up to the tip of my shaft, and back down to the base.  "Does that help?" Tracey asked.  

I couldn't speak.  My mouth was dry, and I couldn't move it felt so good.  Four more times she stroked me and then I exploded!  Stream after stream seemed to escape my cock, until finally it stopped.  "Is that better?" Tracey asked once more.  

"Yes," I told her, "that's the best I've ever come in my life".  

"Doesn't your girlfriend do that for you?"  

"Hell no she won't let me touch her either.  We just hang out."  We were interrupted by the nurse who came in and told Tracey that visiting hours were over and she could come back tomorrow.  

"Okay," she said to the nurse and then turning to me smiled and said that she would come back later.  

Once she was gone, the nurse asked if I needed anything.  Well, I said I need to pee.  

"We will have to use a bed pan till tomorrow, so let's try to get your butt up off the bed."  that's when she pulled the sheets back and brushed her hand across the wet spot on the blanket. 

"What's this?"  she asked more to herself, but not realizing, I blurted out that I had a rather disturbing dream, and woke up wet.  "I thought that I peed the bed".  

"No you didn't she said, with a little grin.  We'll get you cleaned up."  With the sheets and blanket gone, and the bed pan under me, I just couldn't go, so I asked he if she could leave the room for a minute.  After a bit of time to myself, all was well, and I called to the nurse.  She removed the bed pan, and then proceeded to sponge me off.  

Well it wasn't more than a few strokes and once more my prick was starting to pop up again.  She just smiled and told me not to worry, that it happened all the time and not to be embarrassed.  I didn't know what to say, so I closed my eyes and waited for it to be over.  It was just about then when she was holding my balls and cleaning rather meticulously at my shaft that I could feel that old relief boiling up.  

"Watch out," I told her, and she squeezed my balls just a bit when I came one more time.

I didn't dare open my eyes, and just waited while she sponged me off one more time telling me that my reaction was normal for such a healthy young man.  With new sheets over me, and a quiet few minutes, it wasn't long before I drifted off to sleep.  

The next Morning, after the Doctor poked and prodded me, he told me that I could get up to go to the bathroom by myself, but that was all.  Just about that time Mom and Tracey showed up.  Mom told me that Dad had gone back to the city since something at the office needed to be handled, and would be up again in a couple of days to take us all home.  

Since the body cast was so heavy, I asked if they could help me sit-up so that I could get into the bathroom.  With that help, I thankfully had Mom open the bathroom door and I managed to go.  This of course presented a new problem.  After about 10 minutes, Mom knocked on the door and asked if everything was all right.  

"No...I have a problem.  I can't wipe."  I'm sure I heard a chuckle and Mom hissed something to Tracey.  

"I'll be right in!" Mom called.  

"No! Call the nurse,"  I wailed.  

"Don't be silly," she said as she opened the door.  "I've wiped your butt many times and can't see how it can be much different now than then."  

As the door closed, she asked me to stand up.  "Well, this may not be as easy as I thought" Mom said  "I think you'll have to squat down to let me get to the affected area."  As I did what she suggested, her hand brushed my bag a couple of times as she wiped, causing another erection.  Mom just smiled like Tracey and the nurse had done, and said "it's Alright, I've seen you trying to hide that little monster for a few years now."  

After helping me back to bed, Tracey came back in, and fed me breakfast.  I was kind of sore, so Mom decided that her and Tracey could take turns hanging around, while the others could get to ski for the next few days.  Tracey was to take mornings, and Mom would come back at noon to let Tracey get the afternoons to ski.  

After mom left, Tracey asked about the nurse last night and I just told her that she had just changed the sheets and sponged me off.  Tracey said "next time you'll have to come in a cloth so that it can be washed out."  I let that sink in for a minute, and got that same old bulge.  "No way,"  Tracey said.  "I didn't mean that I was going to get you off every time you get hard."  I pouted a bit but it was no use.  I just suffered.  

After dozing for a while I woke with another boner, and looked over at Tracey with pleading eyes.  "What am I going to do?"  I asked.  Six weeks of this, and I'll just die.  

"Okay," Tracey said.  "Move over a bit and I'll get a face cloth."  

I wiggled over a bit so that she could sit on the bed blocking the door in case someone came in, and in a minute, once more felt the wonderful sensation of her warm hand touching my cock and balls.  Slowly she started to stroke me ever so slowly.  I looked up, and Tracey looked absolute beautiful!  That's when I noticed Mom over her shoulder staring down with her lips pressed together so tightly that I thought her teeth would pop out through them.  

"Mom!"  I blurted out.  

Tracey froze for just a second or two, and then continued to slowly stroke me.  I was trapped.  I was in no position to get away, nor did I want to, but Mom just kept standing there.  Mom spun on her heel, and left the room.  Tracey continued stroking me and I just couldn't help myself, moaned a bit and shot a huge load all over myself.  Tracey wiped me up, and then went and got mom from the hall.  

"I owe this to him," Tracey firmly stated, when they were in the room..  

Mom just said "Tracey the car is down stairs."  "Please wait for me at the lodge...I'll be there in a little while."  Tracey gave my cock a final squeeze, and got up and left.  

After she was gone, Mom sat down where Tracey had been, and said "it's time that we have a talk"  "You do realize that what you and your sister were doing is wrong don't you?"  

"Well all she did was touch me Mom...I never touched her at all."  

"Well how could you?"  

Good point! I thought.  Mom continued "How long have you been playing with yourself"?  

"Gee Mom I can't remember exactly.  Long before anything came out...I mean when that first happened I thought that I had broken something."  

Mom laughed at that, and just looked at me.  "How often do you play with yourself these days"?  

I just looked at her and then her whole expression changed to one of total compassion.  "Look Tim you have two choices here.  You can either try to deal with the next few weeks on your own, or perhaps you can discuss this with me as an adult and we'll see how to best get through this together. " 

This was a lot to take in, so I was thankful when the nurse came in to check on things, and drop off lunch.  Mom told her that she would feed me, so for a few minutes I got to think this over.  

After the last of that crap they call Jello disappeared, I took a deep breath, and started.  "Mom look I... you know.. touch myself at least 3 times a day.  Sometimes more...especially after a date cause Lisa and I just kiss a lot.  Anyway I'm being honest, and still don't see how this is going to help cause my arms aren't going to be doing anything."  

Mom started to say something when the nurse came back in to collect the lunch plates and Mom left the room with her for a couple of minutes.  When she came back in, Mom pulled the curtain around the bed and once more sat down beside me.  "I've told the nurse that as long as one of your family is visiting and she finds the curtain drawn, that we require privacy and she will not disturb us for religious reasons."  

As she finished, she pulled the blankets down, and let the cool air at my private parts.  "Ever since you were a little tyke you've been holding yourself...even more than that, you actually used to sit around and stroke your thing when it was so little I used to chuckle, but neither your father nor I thought that there was anything wrong.  Everyone on the planet wants to feel good, and it's not a bad thing."  

With that she started slowly running her hand up and down my thigh.  My cock slowly rose, and when Mom looked down smiled and said, "Well I see that it's gotten much larger over the years."  

With that she touched the tip of my cock with her finger and then slowly started to wrap her hand around my throbbing member.  She held me there for a minute doing nothing, just feeling the steady pulse under her hand.  The door opened and I tensed up, but just as quickly closed again.  Mom started to stroke me as slowly as Tracey had been doing when Mom looked right into my eyes and said "Tim you are my son and I Love You.  I'll always be there for you...now close your eyes and let's see how good we can make you feel."  

As I lay there, enjoying the sensations coursing through my entire body, something warm enveloped my cock.  I opened my eyes to see Mom's mouth covering my cock.  With her eyes glued shut, she started to lick the underside of my cock while her hand never stopped stroking me.  Once more I closed my eyes as wave after wave of intense shudders started through my whole body.  I could feel the pain from my body squirming but it didn't matter.  Mom held my balls with her other hand and then started actually fucking my cock with her mouth.  

It wasn't 30 seconds of this when I blew right in my Mom's mouth!  My Mom's mouth!  I came some more, and still Mom just kept sucking till it started to get soft.  I said, "Stop Mom."  

She pulled her mouth off my member, and licked me clean all over.  "Well there's two for today...How do you feel?  Is it a good feeling?"  

I started to cry and said, "Yes Mom, but isn't this incest?  What have I turned you into just because I play with myself all the time anyway.  It's not your fault that I'm here."  

"Well son don't worry cause I play with myself two or three times a day too!  This I couldn't believe from my own Mom!  Mom pulled the covers back up, and told me that she was going back to talk to Tracey and she would stop in later.  "Oh by the way, if Tracey decides to continue with her help, make sure that she pulls the drapes around, and I'll wait outside as well."

The rest of the day was basically boring, since I couldn't even grab the remote, so I was really glad when the door opened and the nurse came in to give me a sponge bath.  I don't know what it is, but it sure is different when it's someone else rubbing you all over instead of yourself.  With her help, I was able to use the bathroom myself, with the same problem, so she came in and helped with the wiping part.  

While I was standing, she sponged off the back of my legs, and bum.  She then had me get back into bed, and started washing my feet.  Wow was that ever a turn on!  By the time she was done with my feet, I was once more at attention, which she noticed, but just continued slowly washing my legs.  This torture was making me squirm, and she asked what the problem was.  I didn't say anything, but must have looked unhappy.  

She said, "I'm almost done, so spread your legs a bit and I'll finish up."  She then just held my hard on while washing my bag.  

I closed my eyes, and could feel the sponge on my cock ever so lightly on the underside which felt so good.  It was only a second before a groan started coming out of my throat when she started to stroke my cock with her other hand.  

"Almost clean," she said as she started stroking faster. As my balls tightened in her hand, she said "almost done" and I came again.  "You are such a good patient to hold still," she said as she finished washing me off.  Just before she left the room, she kissed me on the forehead and said that I would be released the next day, but would make sure that I was good and clean before my discharge around 11:00 the next morning.  

Tracey came back just before dinner, so was there to feed me.  "Mom talked to me, and told me that she isn't too upset about what she saw.  She was just a little shocked but after thinking about it was proud of me that I would do something so unselfish for you."  

Since Tracey didn't mention what Mom had done, I thought that it would be best to keep that to myself as well.  Tracey then continued, "Mom also told me that if you really need help in this situation, to pull the drapes around and we will be left alone."  

"Oh," was all I could say.  

"Well do you need help tonight?" she asked.  

"If you don't mind then I would be grateful," I said.  

Tracey then pulled the drape around, and floored me with her next revelation.  "Would it be Alright if I played with myself while I play with you?"  

"Sure that would be fine, but can I watch?"  

"Haven't you seen a girl at all?"  

"Yes I have, but just in books," I told her.  

With that, she unbuttoned her shirt, and I looked at her as she ran her hands over her bra.  Then she pressed the middle together, and the bra fell away to reveal the first live boobs I had seen in the light!  "Wow you are beautiful," I blurted out.  

"Do you like them?" she asked.  She leaned down so that I could touch one of them with my hand.  It was so soft and warm.  As I touched her nipple she smiled and then sat back again.  "There's a little more to come," she said as she stood up and lifted her skirt up to her waist.  With no panties on she just said, "After my talk with Mom, I thought about this, and figured that it would be easiest if I was prepared, so I stopped in the bathroom down the hall."  

With that she sat down beside me, and pulled the covers back.  "Wow you are ready aren't you?" she said as she smiled at me.  I was squirming around while trying to see between her legs and Tracey then lifted her one leg and threw it over my legs.  With her right hand she started rubbing herself, as I watched totally fascinated.  

After a couple of minutes, her finger slipped right in the middle and she moaned a bit.  I couldn't see very well so I started to squirm a bit more.  Tracey opened her eyes, and grabbed my tool with her left hand and said "Sorry I forgot abut you for a minute."

"That's not it," I said.  "I want to see what you are doing.  I've never seen a girl this close before."  

"Oh is that what you want?"

"Yes I want to see how you come."  

She let go of me, and got up on her knees across me and kept sliding her finger in and out of herself.  A couple of minutes of this, and she leaned over and put her other hand by my head so that her boobs were right in front of my face.  I leaned up a bit and started kissing her boobs back and forth.  

The way she moaned....I kept this up till she said, "suck them pleaseee?"  No problem I thought as I pulled her left nipple into my mouth.  I was in heaven.  I then shifted to her right nipple and she shuddered and then I felt my lap get wet.  

We stayed like that for another minute till she pulled her finger out of her crotch and pushed herself back up and said "that was pretty good for a little brotherly love don't you think?"  

"Yes I'd say, but you got me all wet."  

"Well you did say you wanted to see a girl come didn't you?"  

Sure but I didn't see anything.  With that she started rubbing my prick with the wet stuff.  It felt like silk.  "Isn't my lubricant just great?" she asked.

"Oh yes!" I moaned.  

She then slid her finger back in herself and pulled it out and rubbed it on my lips.  I licked at he finger, and it took only a second before I started sucking on it like it was a last meal.  She pulled her finger out and slid it back in her pussy and back to my mouth.  

This was great I thought.  When she pulled it out again, I said "I want more."  

She stopped for a minute and looked at me and then said, "If you really want more, I could probably think of something."  

"OH please I'll do anything but don't stop touching me."  

"Just a sec...let me think," she said.  "Okay but this is not to be mentioned to Mom okay?"  

"Anything," I said.  

She then stood right up on the bed, turned around and put her feet on each side of my head.  Then she slowly lowered herself down till her pussy was just above my face.  The aroma was different, but I wanted more.  

"Closer," I said,  so she lowered herself just enough so that I could lick her which I started right away.  

Then Tracey started telling me how to make her feel the best.  She showed me her clit, and how to slip between the pussy lips.  I must have been getting good at this cause she started fucking my face.  Then she leaned over and grabbed my cock and slowly stroked me while I licked for all I was worth. I could feel myself close to coming and stuck my tongue as far as in her as I could and her pussy grabbed my tongue as she flooded me with her juice.  I swallowed all I could and then she collapsed right on top of me.  That hurt and I started to scream but thankfully it was into her pussy.  

She got off and started to wipe her juice off of my face.  Then she wiped the come off of me as well.  "My you learn fast," she said to me as she rubbed my cock with the towel.  Then she sat back down beside me and held my cock with her hand and fiddled with my balls with her other hand.  

"You will make your girlfriends very happy," she said.  As she stroked and petted me for a few minutes, I was getting hard again.  "Can I suck your cock for you?" Tracey asked.  

"I guess," I said.  

She lowered her head and slipped her lips over my cock while holding my balls and started to lick and suck ever so lightly.  She did this for a few minutes, and then lifted her head and looked into my eyes.  "Can you come again or are you worn out?" she asked.  

"I don't know...I think I can." I said, so she lowered her head again and went back to it.  

After another couple of minutes, she stopped holding my balls and slid her finger down to my ass hole and placed her finger right at my pucker.  This caused my cock to jump in her mouth.  She then brought her finger up to he mouth and licked it and brought it back down to my butt hole and slowly started to rub me.  

After a few seconds she slipped a bit of her finger into my hole and I couldn't help tensing up.  Tracey let her mouth slip off my cock and looked at me once more.  "Just relax and I promise I won't hurt you,"  Tracey promised.  

It took a bit of effort, but I managed to relax and as I did, she slid her whole finger in my hole and sucked my cock back into her mouth.  She started pumping her finger in and out of my hole as she sucked to the rhythm on my tool.  I blew right down her throat and she continued to finger fuck my hole.  

I couldn't believe that I didn't get soft.  I couldn't get away, but it felt so good.  "Please don't stop Tracey...I love you and I love what you are doing."  My cock started pulsing again and blew another load into my sister's mouth.  Twice in less than 5 minutes.   This was too good!  

Then Tracy pulled her finger out of my ass, and just held my cock in her mouth while it slowly shrunk.  When it was little again she let me slide out and went for another towel from the bathroom.  

"Will you be able to sleep now?" Tracey asked.  

"Wow I hope not. I won't ever forget this Sis."  

"Well you've got a few more lessons to learn from me you know before you get this cast off."   


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