>"Nonny, hey Nonny, can you come here and help me out with this real quick?"
"Sure, Sunny"
>It's been nearly two years since your brother came to live with you.
>That he changed a lot from when you moved away from home is an understatement.
>He's dressing like a girl and calling himself Sunset now.
>He asked you not to tell mom and dad, not like you talked to them anymore anyway.
>You enter his room and he's half dressed.
>Seems he was having trouble getting his fingers to navigate the bra strap again.
"Damn it, Sunny, warn me next time."
>"It's ok, Nonny, we're both men. I don't mind."
>One of you is a man, certainly and it will take a man's will to ignore those bare shoulders and smooth flesh.
>Bad enough he had hips to die for.
"That's not really the point here."
>"Come on, Nonny, Help a girl out."
>You resign yourself to your fate and help him clip the bra properly.
"I don't recognize this bra."
>Not that you checked his bras out of course.
>"Yep, It's an enhancer. Totally seems real, see?"
>He grabbed your hands and placed them to his breasts.
>They did feel real.
>You gave them a squeeze.
>Very soft
>"N-nonny?"
>You jerk your hands away quickly.
>Your dick has reacted with cliched interest.
>What is wrong with you.
"Shit, sorry Sunny."
>"Nonny, Do you think I'd be prettier with bigger breasts?"
>You're not sure how to answer.
"You're...um."
>Speaker of the year, you are.
"You're pretty as you are."
>That's probably the right thing to say.
>"So you like my breasts small?"
"Yes...?"
>What the hell was he talking about now.
>"Oh Nonny, you're the best."
>He turned around and hugged you tightly.
>Too close
>Too close
>Gotta hide the dick.
>You lightly patted his back while shifting away.
>With his head up against your chin you could smell the berry shampoo.
>Your heart was starting to pound faster now.
>The fuck is wrong with you, he's your brother or sister or something for gods sake.
>You feel a tight pressure in the lower groinal area.
>Why can't you control your damn dick.
>Wait a second, that's inward pressure, and your dick is definitely angling to the left, not the right.
>Something is poking you down there.
>You look down at your brother and he looks up into your eyes.
>"Nonny?"
>"I need help with something else too."
>And that was your cue to nope right the hell out of Dodge.
>That was three days ago and it was weighing on your mind pretty heavily.
>Your dick had to be wrong, it was all just a misunderstanding.
>One, he was your brother.
>Two, he was a boy.
>Three, you lied. You loved women with huge tits.
>At least one of those was an abomination unto Nuggan.
>Although you also really like a nice set of childbearing hips which Sunny had managed to acquire from mom.    
>And he wasn't a girl anyway..
>Nope
>Killing that train of thought dead.
>You were not even going to think about your brother's wide hips bouncing up and down on your dick.
>Or his soft supple lips against yours.
>Seeing his rock hard nipples outlined against the fabric of his tight shirt.
>Damn it.
>The last three days have been hell.
>Also you're pretty sure that he's been trying to seduce you.
>He's taken to going around without a bra and his shirt unbuttoned.
>You can't exactly tell him to cover up, he's a boy too.
>Nothing weird about seeing another boy's smooth hairless chest.
>Occasionally catching an aside glance of a bare breast.
>Damn it.
>It was too much to bear, you needed some time alone but every time you tried he would barge in.
>No erection was safe from Sunny's smiling face.
>But this weekend he'd be going out to the film with those friends of his.
>That would be his chance.
>While Sunny had some time with his friends, you could have some time with your closest and reliable friend at the end of your hand.
>After all, it was probably just pent up energy that was giving you these weird ideas.
>You didn't really want to make love to Sunny.
>Right?
 
>The weekend has arrived and you are finally going to have the house to yourself.  
>It feels like weeks since you weren't standing at full flag with that little bastard running around undressed.
>Your attempts at hiding this seemed to only spur Sunny on.  
>Right now, you were lying on the couch and waiting for Sunny to go to the movies or band practice or whatever it was sevenish girls did on a friday night.  
>Your forced interest in the television was interrupted by the chirrup of a cell phone.  
>You sat up and saw his phone was going off.
>"That's mine."  
>He shouted from his room.
>You rolled your eyes.
>As if that needed to be said.
>Sunny walked out into the main room and you pretended to still be watching tv.
>He was wearing a long sweater that hid the short shorts he was wearing and made it look as if he was nearly naked beneath.  
>Your dick yearned for what lay underneath.
"It's right there."
>You pointed at the couch.
>You were also pointing right at him but maybe he couldn't see that.
>"Thanks Nonny."
>He walked to the foot rest and bent over to pick up the phone.  
>His ass was pointing right back at you.
>Oh, and you were wrong.  
>He was not 'nearly' naked beneath the the sweater.
>It took all your power to keep the moan from escaping your lips.
>Sunny stood up again and turned over to you.  
>"You're the best."  
>He leaned forward and kissed your forehead.
>You could see down his shirt and out the other side.
>Any more like this and you were going to cross over to it.
"Whatever."
>He smiled at you and winked before strutting back to his room with phone in hand.
>The little fucker was doing this on purpose.
 
>Thirty minutes, an hour at most and then freedom.  
>God knows you'll probably end up painting the ceiling white after such saintly restraint.
>The Pope should look up to you.
>The minutes crawl by as you stare at the magic picture box without comprehending anything.
>"Bye Nonny, I'll call you when I'm on my way home."
>His voice startles you from your stupor.
"Sure.  Have fun.  If you have a sleepover again, tell me first ok?"
>"Yes daddy."
>He had to be fucking with you.
>The best you could manage was a grunt.
>At least he was wearing normal clothes outside.
>The door shuts behind him and the lock clicks into place.  Then the deadbolt thunks into place.  
>Your leg begins to twitch.  
>Patience, he could walk back inside.
>Did he have a purse with him?
>His phone?
>This could all be a brilliant ploy to get you naked and then you'd be the idiot who fell for it.
>He was probably walking down the drive now.  
>Wait, can any of his friends drive?  
>Fuck it, he’s gone far enough.
>To the bedroom.  
>You strip in record time and toss everything into the corner.
“Phone, play music.”
>The speakers in your room crackled to life. 
>There would not be time for foreplay but damned if you weren’t going to set the mood anyway.
>You look for the little remote to control the player but it's gone.
“Damn it.”
>With less than tender care, you start up your ‘special’ playlist, Groove.
>Nothing but the sexiest ballads, jazz, whatever else tickled your dick.
>You hit play and throw yourself onto the bed.
>Just before you manage to touch anything of value, Dude Looks like a Lady starts to play.
>That’s...not right.
>You reach for the remote on the nightstand.  
>Fuck, it’s not there.  
>Right, you couldn’t find it before.
>You stand up with your dick at attention and hit next manually.
>Cherry Lips.
>Next.
>Lola.
>Next.
>King for a Day.
>Next.
>Sweet Transvestite.
“For fuck’s sake.”
>Some little bitch has been fiddling with your playlist and you’re 99% sure that little bitch has a dick.
 
>Fuck it and fuck him. 
>If that’s the way he wants to play it then it’s time to go back to the old standby.
>Shower and a little imagination.
>You glance at the clothes you tossed aside before and then decide no.
>Fuck clothes too.
>You walk out into the hall and to the bathroom.  
>It’s still a bit warm from Sunny’s shower.  
>You can smell that perfume he wears sometimes.
>There in the corner is the towel he must have used.
>It probably smells like him.
>No, none of that. 
>Your dick Your dick shall be sated by manly things like boobs and milfs and all that.
>You kick the towel out of your line of sight but that only reveals the balled up blouse he wore to school today beneath it.  
>You do not need this temptation right now.
>Why can’t he be cleaner?
>You turn to the mirror and something on the door catches your eye.  
>The bra from earlier this week was hanging on the knob.  
>And panties were pinned to the rack.
>This was another trap.
>That devious little bastard.
>You aren’t that easy though. 
>You’re a manly man with a man’s will.
>You tear out of that bathroom like a demon is chasing you.
“Lead us not into temptation, you little minx.”
>You mutter right before you run straight into the minx himsef and you both tumble to the floor.
>”Hi Anon, did you like my surprise?”
“What, you’re not supposed to be here.”
>”Did I interrupt something private, Nonny?”
>You feel his hand slide across your thigh and are suddenly aware that you are naked and on top of your little brother.
>Why can’t you get off?
>Why couldn’t you have phrased that differently?
>”I’ve been planning this for the longest time.”
“Sunny, you should stop.”
>His hand moves inward and caresses your shaft.  
>Your pulse skyrockets and your dick goes mad.
>But you still have control.  
>Your mind, your will, is more powerful than any combination of dicks.
>”You’re so predictable, it’s almost sad.”
>You open your mouth to speak but he runs his fingers along your dick again and no words escape.
>”Come on, don’t you want to feel magical?”
“You’re my brother, we can’t do this.”
>You don’t have the effort to get away from his soft caresses but you can protest.  
>Even if you want to start ramming him like a breeding stud, you can fight it.
>”Is that all?”
>He smiles and leans in.  
>”I’ve got a little secret to let you in on.”
>You can almost taste his lips.
>”I’m not your brother.”
>Your mind kind of fizzles a bit but you quickly regain control before instinct catches up.
“I don’t wanna hear that gender identity bullshit or whatever.”
>”No, Nonny, I’m not your brother because I’m from another world.”
>He’s an alien.>That explains everything.
>That’s why he showed up out of the blue asking for help.
>That’s why he didn’t want you to talk to your parents.
>That’s why he suddenly started acting like a girl.
>Aliens were absolutely ok.
>If you were rational, you might have realized this was insane.  
>Unfortunately this was like the small pointy hammer that allowed instinct to brute force past all your glass wall of common sense.
>You would not fuck your brother.
>You could totally fuck an alien who looked like him.
 
 
>All your self control was cast aside, who needed morality.
>There was no issue with alien fucking.
>Of course there was one thing in your way, his clothes.
>You leaned over Sunny and held him down with one hand on his shoulder.
>He looked up at you and you could see the intense need in his eyes.
>You could almost taste the begging on his lips.  
>Your dick throbbed.
>With your right hand, you tore his blouse down to reveal his smooth chest and perky nipples.  
>You needed those in your mouth.
>You needed your cock inside him.
>You needed it all.
>His weight shifted around under him and a brief moment of surprise filtered through the sex haze. 
>Then you were on your back.
>Pain in the back of your head cut through the fog.
>”Damn it.”
>Sunny was sitting on your stomach now.
>He’d flipped you somehow.
>”What the hell is wrong with you?”
>He was examining the long tear you’d put through his shirt.
>He looked pissed.
“What are-”
>”I go through all this trouble and you go and ruin it with your stupid dick brain.”
“I don’t-”
>He reached back and tugged on your dick.
>”This, right here.”
>He stopped, you didn’t want him to stop.
>”You ruined my favorite shirt.”
“Sunny, I-”
>”Don’t you fucking Sunny me, Anon.”
>He brought a fist down hard into your chest and stood up. 
>For Celestia’s sake, I just wanted a bit of dick tonight.”
“Principal Celestia, I don’t understand.”
>”Shut up, Anon.”
>Your dick was not liking this turn out.  
>Your brain was not liking the confusion.
>Unfortunately you didn’t know how to rectify this situation.
>Fortunately you didn’t have to.
>”Alright we’re going to try this again, no more games.”
He turned away and walked to the door to your room.
>”You obviously can’t control yourself so we’re going to change the script.”
>Sunny pointed into your room.  
>”On the bed, dick up, while I get undressed, and I swear that if you aren’t ready before I am, you won’t cum for a year.”
>What the hell was he talking about?
>Didn’t matter, you could still have sex.
>You scrambled to your feet and into your room.
>It did nothing to improve the growing headache.  
>You looked at Sunny as he wiggled out of the tight jeans and kicked them away.
>He took off the shirt and gave it one more look before he threw it aside too with a disgusted shake of his head.
“Sunny, I’m sorry about the shirt.”
>”Shut up, Anon, or I’ll shove these panties down your throat.”
>You shut up.
>”I’ve seen A Few Good Stallions, it doesn’t end well for you.”
>That shut you up just out of confusion.
>Rather than ask, you just watched Sunny kick away his panties.
>God he had the ass any woman would be proud of.
>When he bent over to dig a few things from his purse, you didn’t bother to stifle your longing moan.
>He shook his ass at you a little before he stood back up.
>When he turned around, he was holding a tube of something and a remote.  
>He sauntered over to you and hit a few buttons on the remote and the sound of saxophones filled the room.
>The fucker stole your remote.
>You glare at him as he tosses your remote away. 
>”Don’t pout at me, Anon, you had your chance.” 
>He doesn’t get it.
>A man’s room is his castle.
>You can’t just go rooting around in it even if you do suck off the temple.
>That metaphor might have gotten a bit confused.
>Sunny clambors over you and straddles your thighs.  
>Your dick rises like a monolith against the pale skies of his belly. 
>”I’ve been waiting for this moment for ages.”
>Sunny holds the tube and drizzles cool lube over your monolith.
>He sets the lube aside and begins running his hands along the sides until the extended metaphor glistens in the light and throbs with each gentle caress.  
>You lean your head back and bite back a moan.  
>You could feel every little thing down there as if you had become hypersensitive.
>Sunny slid forward and you felt as your dick met his and more.
“Fuck.”
>You mutter, you are totally gay.  
>”Show some patience.”
>You look up as he starts to shift himself up and over your dick.
>You reach for your dick to help adjust but he just slaps your hand away.
>”None of that, I’m in charge.”
>He takes hold of your unwavering rod and gently lowers himself down on it.
>Fuck, he’s tight.  
>After a few heartbeats, he takes the head into him with an intake of breath.
>He takes a few quick breaths through his nose and closes his eyes as he lowers himself further.
>About halfway down he stops and it’s all you can do not to just shove yourself all the way in.
>”Oh, I didn’t think it would be this hard.”
>Ha.
>He starts rising up to the head again and knocks the bottle of lube at your with a hand.  
>”Add more, you want it deeper add some more.”
>Yes Commissar.
>That vice like grip his ass has on your dick is driving you insane.
>You scramble to grab the lube and pour it all over your hands. 
>Then you apply it liberally to the visible parts of your dick.
“Done.” 
>Your voice sounds gravelly as every part of you fills with the need to release.
>But you can’t just fuck him.
>Alien or not, he’s like your brother.
>And he might not let you do it again.
>He lowers himself down again slowly.
>So slowly.
>Then finally he’s done.
>He grins at you, his forehead glistens with a tiny bit of sweat.
>That’s it, he’s won.
>Sunny beat you. 
>Your dick is buried to the hilt in his ass and he’s the winner.
>But you want to win too.
>You reach out and grab his hair and lightly pull.
>”Anon…”
>You ignore him and lift up for a kiss.  
>He obliges you and that’s when you strike.
>Sunny squeals as your roll over.
>You let go of his hair and reach down to lift his legs up.  
>Here’s hoping he’s acclimated to dick.
>You slowly slide your cock out from inside and then back in.
>Each moment is torture but he moans like it’s bliss.
>You want to go harder and faster.  
>You want to fuck until you paint him white on the inside.
>”Nonny!” 
>He’s crying out to you.  
>If he keeps begging like that you’re really going to make him regret it.
>You have to keep the ocean rocking, in and out, in and out.
>He won’t stop moaning. 
>You’ve never been this hard but you can’t cum.
>It’s just not enough.
>In, out, in, out, in, out.
>He just keeps moaning and gripping your pillow.
>If you don’t cum soon, your balls are going to pop.
>Desperate times call for sexy measures.
>You reach down and let your fingers trace across his nipples.
>He lets out a little scream of surprise. 
>You nearly scream in pain.
>That made him tighten up like an eagle claw on a baby bunny.  
>He raises his hands and covers his chest.
>”N-Nonny, I’m sensitive there.”
>Like you were going to do that again ever.
“Sure bunny-I mean baby-I mean...fuck it.”
>You just stick it in again.
>Nipples are out while you’re in, that’s settled.
>You continue thrusting and look down.
>There it is, your salvation.
>His dick is practically spraying with each inward thrust.
>The bitch is trying to hold it in.
>Probably wants to cum at the same time as you or something gay like that.
>Not happening today.
>You reach down and take it into your hands and give it a few rough tugs.
>He squeezes down harder and moans but that isn’t going to stop you now.
>Then with a loud cry, he sprays cum all over his chest.
>You pull out almost immediately and, in a few tugs of your own, you’re cum explodes outwards in unthinkable amounts.
>You might as well be in a porno.
>It gets all over his face and in his hair.
> God, he’s the sexiest girl you’ve ever given a facial to.