The Next Morning..

Justin pulled on some clean sweat pants and a tank top and went downstairs to the kitchen. He barely recognized the motions he went through preparing his tea. He couldn't stop thinking about his dream. Oh he'd tried. He'd spend almost an hour tossing and turning trying to get back to sleep, but every time he closed his eyes his stomach leapt in panic as he saw the flashes of the dream in his mind. After giving up his attempt at blocking it out, he began trying to convince himself that it wasn't Alex in his dream. It was probably Miranda or something.

Justin gulped a sip of his tea, not anticipating its heat. He sucked in a quick breath and said, "Shit!" A tiny yelp came from behind him as if he had scared a cat with his curse. He spun around and saw Alex standing there looking terrified. Their eyes met for a second and all of the images of his dream came flooding back to him, and her face was never clearer in his mind as when he was looking into the real thing. It had happened. He couldn't deny it. He'd had a wet dream about his sister!

"Oh, Justin you scared me," Alex said, pulling her bathrobe a little tighter around her.

"Sorry, uh Alex," Justin muttered. "I just burnt my ton- my mouth." Justin put the cup down and turned around so he didn't have to look at her again.

"Are you okay?" Alex managed to get out. She could feel her face getting red and she was glad that he couldn't see. God this was so weird! Why was she nervous around her brother? She watched him nod, and turn around slowly. But his eyes didn't meet hers. They were fierce and steady on his cup and she was thankful for it. Whatever was bothering Justin, she couldn't do much for him right now. In fact, it took everything she had not to turn around and run out of the room.

Ugh! Shake it off, she told herself. It was just a stupid dream. Just forget about it. She walked past him to the fridge and opened it, pulling out the orange juice. She reached up to get a glass out of the cabinet and the extension of her body gave him a chill that he wasn't comfortable with. He turned again to face away from her.

"Hey guys!" They both jumped a little as Max entered the kitchen practically bouncing. "Sleep well?" They both just ignored him, too distracted with their own thoughts to acknowledge the pest that was their sibling.

"Um, actually I'm not feeling well. I think I'm gonna go lay back down for a little while," he said quietly, then quickly left the room before she was able to respond.

Max giggled to himself as he fixed a bowl of cereal. Alex rolled her eyes at him. Weird little kid. She shrugged it off and decided she needed to get her mind off of things. She called up Harper and planned a packed day of shopping, movies, more shopping, and pizza. By the time she got home at night, the old Alex was back. It was as if she had forgotten all about the dream. That was until she came in that night around 9 and saw her brother alone on the couch reading a book.

He looked up and seemed surprised to see her, but much less tense than this morning. She decided this was stupid. She needed to just get over it. She plopped down on the chair, keeping a safe distance for her own comfort zone.

"How was shopping?" Justin asked.

"Good, got some cute stuff," Alex said motioning to the many bags she was holding.

"Cool," Justin nodded and looked back at his book. She sat there for a minute, not feeling nervous but not really wanting to spark up a conversation. She still a felt a little weirded out.

"Where are mom and dad?" She asked, looking around at the empty house.

"By the time they got Max settled at school they decided they would just have dinner and stay the night."

"Oh.." Alex looked around, and the room seemed to be smaller than she remembered it. "I think I'm gonna go to my room and listen to music or something. See you tomorrow."

"Night." Justin went back to his book. After a long trip to the gym and a nice shower, he had been able to get his mind off of things after Alex left that morning. Her being gone all day helped. He decided it was just a dream and he knew from his many psych classes that he wasn't the first person to have a disturbing dream, and to not read too much into it. These things just happened.

Alex climbed the stairs and turned her stereo on and up. She took a shower, slipped on a t-shirt and shorts and climbed into bed with her sketch pad. She had been practicing hands lately. She zoned out as the music seemed to hypnotize her. She wasn't paying attention to her sketch, and her mind began to wander. Her eyes began to get heavy and images swirled around her head.

Suddenly there was a knock on her bedroom door. She sat up, letting the sketch pad fall to the floor. She must have fallen asleep. "Come in," she called hoarsely.

Justin entered her room in the dark. His stature was silent and there was a dangerous energy pulsating from him. She couldn't see his face at first. Only his beautiful bare chest and abs were illuminated by the moonlight coming through her window. Slowly he stepped forward so that she could see him. The look in his eyes took her breath away. He was fierce. His expression was wild and animalistic like she'd seen it once before. But this time it was far more intense. There seemed to almost be anger in his face.

Her mouth dropped open unintentionally as she watched him move slowly closer to her. Alex froze, unable to move an inch. She realized suddenly that she had been holding her breath and she let out a soft sigh as she looked up to his dark form now standing over. He leaned down and placed both hands on either side of her hips so that his face was close enough to hers so that she could feel his warm breath on her face.

"Alex.." was all he could manage to say before crashing his lips to hers. Her hands flew to his chest with the intention of pushing him away out of instinct. But as soon as she felt his skin against her fingertips it was like an electric current shot through her body. She seemed to be spinning, or losing consciousness. She was light-headed and her eyes closed as she lost all control over herself. It was as if her mind left her body and she was running on auto pilot. No more thinking.

She felt her arms lift as he pulled her shirt off. Then his mouth enclosed one of her breasts as his hand pressed firmly against her shoulder, laying her back on the bed. She wanted to make her hands caress him the way he was caressing her, but she couldn't do anything but intensely enjoy every tingle of adrenaline pumping through her blood.

Suddenly she felt him move away from her and her eyes shot open with fear that he was going to stop. He was standing at the end of the bed, beautiful, his jaw clenched and his crystal eyes peering over her body. She felt possessed by him. Then she gasped as he grabbed her ankles and in one swift jerk he pulled her down the bed and knelt down so that her legs wrapped around his waist. His hands gripped her ass and she could feel his hard cock pressed against her thigh. Every move he made surprised and excited her. Her body shook with anticipation of each touch.

Justin felt something take over his body and mind. From the moment he entered her room it was as if he had a mission that no other thought could disturb. He gripped her ass and pressed his lips to her throat, sucking in her delicious skin. Then, with the tension building in his body his impulses took over him again and in one fluid motion Justin lifted Alex's ass and pulled off her shorts and panties.

His hand groped her inner thighs and his lips followed. He lifted her knees over his shoulders and he could feel her legs squeeze against his neck. He peered at her perfect pink moist pussy. He could smell her heat and whatever control he may have been holding on to vanished. He pressed his mouth into her juicy cunt, breathing her in. He spread his tongue over her folds and slowly stroked up and down on the swollen lips forming her slit.

Alex shoved her fingers into her mouth and bit down to avoid screaming, to avoid crying, to avoid exploding? She felt like anything could happen at this point. It was as if her hips were having spasms. They involuntarily pumped up and down, pressing her soaked pussy deeper into the face of her big brother. As his tongue began to part her folds she heard – then felt – Justin's lips sucking her juice like it was dripping out of a sweet ripe peach.

"Oh my God…" Alex moaned. Her body was convulsing and her bare feet pressed into his back as he pressed his upper lip into her throbbing clit and his tongue lapped in and out of her opening.

Justin felt like he couldn't get close enough to her or deep enough inside of her. He loved the feeling of her thighs squeezing him and he pressed two fingers deep inside her as he sucked her clit and bit down on it. She screamed and grabbed the back of his hair with a tight shaking fist.

"Oh Fuck! Justin! Oh Justin! Justin!" Alex desperately pulled her knees to her chest, trying to open herself as much as possible as her brother face fucked her. He pumped his fingers faster in and out of her and lifted his head to look into her eyes.

"Alex," he called intensely and she looked down at him.

"Yeah?" she sighed desperately. It was all she could find the strength for. Her body was quivering everywhere and she felt like she was going to erupt.

"I want you to cum in my mouth.." He pressed his mouth back to her pussy and she moaned a loud "Yeaaaaah…."

His tongue wiggled furiously as his fingers hooked deep inside of her, massaging her g-spot. "Justin!" She moaned his name feeling herself ready to cum. Then suddenly she began to orgasm. But this was like no other orgasm she'd ever had. She could feel the normal pulsations of her muscles beating against his lips, although she'd admit it had never been this intense before. But there was something else. She could feel herself literally gushing liquid from her pussy into his mouth. As the hot liquid squirt out of her, Justin gulped and swallowed as much as he could while clamping his hands around her thighs pulling her closer and tighter to him. "Justin!!!!!" She screamed his name at the top of her lungs.

Justin woke up with a start. Before he had time to remember what he'd just been dreaming his mind was caught by another blood-curdling scream. It was his sister, Alex. She was screaming for him. She sounded like she was in trouble. He jumped out of his bed and ran down the hall, throwing open her door. Just as he entered the room, she sat up with a terrified look on her face.

"Alex!" he yelled. "What happened? Are you okay?"

"What?" Alex looked around confused.

"You were screaming for me!" Justin looked around the room, expecting to see a masked psycho hiding in the corner.

Alex had a swift realization what had just happened, and remembered the dream she'd just had in full detail. Then another realization hit her. Her sheets were soaked. She couldn't let him find out about this. She had to cover this.

"Um, I uh.. heard a noise. Outside. It sounded like somebody was trying to break in. Can you go check?" Alex sounded desperate and her brother bought it as genuine fear.

"Stay here, and don't move. I'll go check it out." Justin left the room and ran downstairs to take a look around the outside of the building and down in the sub shop to make sure there wasn't any trouble. After finding everything all clear, he went back up into the living room and sat down on the couch with a feeling of relief. The fear he'd experienced hearing his baby sister scream like that was something he never wanted to feel again.

He caught his breath for a few minutes on the couch and then suddenly remembered the dream he'd just been having. The cozy brotherly feelings of protection he'd just been having were now being violated with a feeling of disgust. "Not again.." he moaned. He dropped his hands into his head as an intense feeling of shame melted over his body. A frustrated tear fell from the corner of his eye into his palm.

Upstairs, Alex was finishing changing her clothes and her bedding. She picked up a picture she kept on her dresser of her and Justin together. She was rolling her eyes at some stupid macho face he was attempting. She giggled at the memory, and then suddenly was filled with sadness. She didn't know what was happening to her, but she couldn't help but feel like whatever it was, she was going to lose her brother. All she wanted was for this weirdness to go away. She knelt on her floor and began to cry. What a strange night.