A/N: Okay, I think I did a horrible part on the rape scene, hehe. I tried my best! Sorry if it's unbearable.


Chapter 7: Your Mistake


A few days later, you sat on your bed doing nothing when Kenny bursts into the room, slamming the door. He was sobbing into his hands harshly. The sight was difficult to watch, but you're excited to see that it appears the bitch had just dumped him.

"Ke-Kevin...!" The blond sobbed. "A-Addy and I had s-sex, and she u-used me for a bet! You were right all a-along!"

Of course you were right, you're always right.

"Oh Kenny, come here." You say softly and caring, opening your arms for your brother. He comes and lays his head onto your shoulder. You grin inside.

"It'll be okay, I promise." You comfort.

"N-no! it won't...I thought she loved me but she just used m-me!" He wails miserably. "I was so happy, now I lost everything I had!"

"You haven't, Addison wasn't everything." You mope, did he really enjoy that hag so much? You should be is everything.

"Y-yes she was! After we d-did it, she threw m-my clothes a-at me and told me it was all a bet! When I a-asked her did she e-even like me, she LAUGHED in my f-face!" Kenny cries depressingly.

This caused you to get up, march over to the skank's house, and kill the crap out of her. However, you have to be here for Kenny. Your brother keeps letting it all out while you stroke his head calmly.

"She made me felt great, wanted. My life was 100 times better with her. Who else could me make me that way?" I'm right here, you think.

"It wasn't real. Her love wasn't real. All those times w-we kissed was an act !" He sobs.

You somehow maneuver him onto your lap. Kenny leans his head against the nape of your neck, sniffling.

"Bro, it'll be all good, trust me." You say, your brother shouldn't have to go through this. Having this pathetic feeling, only something you should have.

"Am...I even lovable?" Kenny whispers hopelessly.

What is this? Did your pride and joy simply asked was he LOVABLE? The word lovable in the dictionary has his picture by it! Kenneth Mccormick defines lovable. Who wouldn't love him? Your blood pressure travels. How dare he think this way. Your brother gives you life and bliss, and he asks if he's lovable?

"You're too good for Addison." You kiss his forehead. "You're completely and absolutely lovable Kenny, don't think twice about it."

The blond peers at you with his light copper eyes, full of hope and despair. You drown in them.

"Who...would ever love someone like me?" He questions.

This was your cue. Your time to show Kenny how much you want and deserve him. How beautiful incest could be. How perfect he is. How lovable he is. Now is the time.

"I, would love someone like you." You answer.

Right when your brother's eyes stretch with confusion(and fear), you smack your lips against his. It's amazing, you think frantically. Those soft pairs, moving against your own. Kenny screams into your mouth, you only take it as surprise. He has to be surprised, right? He didn't scream because he didn't want it, right?

So you keep pressing devouring kisses. You rub your tongue on the pink bottom lip, moaning. Kenny yells again, yet causing an opening. You slide your tongue inside the moist wanted mouth, wildly searching the cavern. Your brother's hands seem to be pushing you away, his body rejecting what you're doing.

However, you only take this as a matter of 'after-shock' and 'bewilderment'. You're moving things too fast for your brother to keep up. He doesn't know what to do. You wrap your arms around him tighter. You only take the retaliating body language as Kenny's way of showing his pleasure. Speaking of pleasure, you are feeling very much of that right now.

"Mmm." You moan as you try to change positions, him on the bed, you on top. For some reason Kenny is responding badly. He's kicking and attempting to aim punches at you. His screams are becoming louder. Does he not want this? No he does, you're simply teaching him the beauty of it. Kenny is simply in denial. He is simply trying to find out what's right and what's wrong. Right? You remove your mouth from his for a moment.

"Ugh...Kenny why are fighting back?" You question lustfully. You stare back at the burning copper orbs before you. Lips wrinkled in vile, face scrunched up in distaste.

"Did you just ask me that? Get the fuck off me dude!" He demanded furiously. "WHY THE HELL DID YOU KISS ME? ARE YOU SOME KIND OF PERVERT?"

Your heart feels as if it's dripping blood.

"K-Kenny, I'm only giving you my love..." You whisper sadly, lowering to kiss his neck. Your brother snapped his head away in loath.

"That's SICK! Get off me you bastard!" He thrashed more and harder. To fix this problem, you slam Kenny to the wall. You hold his hands against the wall by the wrists. Your legs on top of his so he couldn't kick. You stare back at Kenny again.

"Why do you think my love is sick? It's anything but." You convince softly.

"You. Are. My. BROTHER." Kenny spat in your face. "Fuck is wrong with you?"

This is not going well. Kenny is still denying your love. You don't believe that he simply doesn't want it, he's only confused. You're going too fast, you think once more. You need to slow it down for him. You're so eager and aroused, you're rushing it. Your brother should be a tab bit alarmed by you.

"I'm sorry, I went too fast. It'll get better." You promised, leaning forward to kiss him. The blond bites your bottom lip, seemingly attempting to hurt you. But oh no, why would Kenny hurt you when your innocently showing your love? No, Kenny bit your lip in pleasure. You licked the blood he caused and kissed harder.

You ran your fingers in his hair happily, nibbling his ear. Your brother shivered and growled weakly. You grinned smugly, he's not fighting back as much now. Kenny cannot resist you no longer, you muse. Though, you must have thought too soon because he whispered,

"Why...why are you doing this?" You shake your head disappointingly at him. How many times will you have to explain?

"I love you, that's it Kenny. You're all I ever wanted..." You release one hand from his wrist to caress his cheek. Your brother looks as if to be in tears, lips trembling fearfully. He didn't seem angry anymore. Your brother looks like he's about to cry like he did a few moments ago. But why would he be frighten?

"P-please, Kevin...don't do it...!" Kenny whispered, struggling full throttle now.

"I have too." You say. You slam him to the bed, getting on top of him. You slide your hand under his shirt, rubbing his nipple between your thumb and finger. He mewled and squirmed.

For some funny reason, your brother wiggling, whimpering, and puffing frustratedly only turns you on more. You love to see him this way. You're dominating Kenny right now, you boast. He will do anything if you make him. He won't stop you it seems. Kenny gave up on resisting. You could tell your brother was at least enjoying some of the treatment, since his member was pointed towards you. Ever so temptingly. You could just swallow all of it right then and there. But you're going slow.

You take off the shirt to reveal his shivering top half. You gaze at the pink tits under you, taking hold of one in your mouth. You vibrate a moan as Kenny arches his back. Jabbing your tongue onto his nipple, you grin again. Kenny is asking for more of you. He wants this, right? You kiss his swollen lips firmly, forcing your tongue into his mouth. Kenny has to learn to love this. You have to show him your emotions, in the only way you probably can. Physically. Using one free hand, you pull down your brother's jeans. Raising up, you see his tear streaked cheeks.

"Don't...I've already been raped once...I don't need a second time." Kenny sniffles. Addison. He's talking about that bitch.

Addy the skanky had basically raped Kenny, having sex with him then dumping him. However what your doing is completely different. Why would he compare it? You're nothing like Addison, you think.

"I'm not raping you. I'm loving you." You correct, grabbing hold of his slightly harden member. You begin to pump.

"Ke-Kevin!" Kenny gasps, you inhale sharply. "P-please-ahh-don't..!"

You had leaned down to lick the tip of his cock, through the boxers. That had seemed to make him shut up. You kept flicking the top of his member, wetting it. The blond cringed and made gagging sounds, as if it felt disgusting. Although his member betrayed him, as it grew harder from your tongue. You decided to quit the role play and hold nothing back. dropping the shorts and swallow half of the meat. It tasted well, until Kenny screamed as if in a horror movie, suddenly kicking rapidly. One landed in your face. You snatched his shoulders and started to shake him violently. He had to keep still. Your brother sobbed.

"I don't want to hurt you, so be cooperative." You suggested softly and apologetic.

"No...I feel dirty.." He whispered fearfully. You look over his naked frail, cringed body. He was now in defense mode from you rattling him. To fix this, you changed positions. Kenny laid on his stomach, you straddled on his ass. Rubbing your dripping cock against it. This was an improvement, since Kenny couldn't resist as much because of your weight on him.

"Isn't this better?" You smile, licking a finger. You then stuck the finger inside his hole. Deep.

"ARGH!" Kenny snapped his head back in pain, but love hurts right? He's enjoying this right? Of course. What other feeling could he be having at the moment besides delight? Sticking 2 more fingers in, you moan. You took off your pants and boxers. Right before you could mount him, Kenny whispers,

"I-is this really w-what you want...?"

"Yes."

"Don't...this is wrong!" Wrong. Oh how you hate that word right now. Why would anyone describe your love as WRONG?

"No, it's not!" You jam yourself inside of him. Fast and hard, no mercy. Kenny screamed again, though you clamped his mouth with your hand. Luckily Karen is at soccer practice and your parents are out being insane. You pump in and out of him, favoring every second.

This is meant to be. Kenny was put on the planet for exactly this to happen. You're so happy, Kenny must be feeling the same way. You two are finally connected. Kenny is crying out of joy. Not displeasure. You bucked your hips against the precious ass. Kenny is seeing how much you love him. He's understanding. You're doing the right thing. No doubt about it. As you came inside him, you removed yourself from him. You noticed a trail of blood following your exit.

As soon as you took yourself out, Kenny scrabbled off to the far end of the bed, shivering into a fetal position. Head buried in his knees. You reach out to hold him, reassuring him that everything's okay. But he slaps your hand away. Even worse, he begins to yell and punch you.

"What the FUCK! You MOLESTED your my BROTHER! You FREAK!" Kenny screeches, now having tears of fury. You stared back at him gawking. This is not the reaction you were hoping for. He bashed your face, you didn't fight back.

"GODDAMN! Get away from me!" Kenny sobbed loudly. "Shit what the hell! I thought you would comfort me, my girlfriend USED me! But you RAPE me!"

"..."

"After all those times I helped YOU out. And the one time I needed you Kevin, you RAPE me? I needed you, only you! You're the only person I could have told about this! AND YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME?"

Tears start to form in your orbs. Not from the busing he is causing, but his words.

"Are you crazy! Damnit!" Kenny grabs your arm not so delicately and drags you to the door. Throwing your pants out with you. Before he could slam the door on you, you say,

"I love you..."

"I HATE you!" Your brother yells. The next thing you hear is the whack of the door being shut.

You stand there, stuck. This was not how it was suppose to go. Kenny was suppose to be happy about everything. Exhilarated. Your brother was to enjoy everything you gave him. He was to kiss back and grind against you. Kenny was to moan in thrill. He was suppose to throw his arms around you. He was to confess he loves you too. He was suppose to understand your feelings for him. All of those wonderful things were to happened. The complete opposite happened. Kenny was not happy. He wasn't exhilarated as you were. He didn't enjoy anything you gave him. The blond refused to kiss or grind back. Kenny didn't moan in pleasure. He didn't wrap his arms around you. He didn't say he loved you. He didn't understand.

No, nothing like that occurred. Kenny was scared and raging. Kenny despised what you have done. Kenny didn't moan, he screamed. Kenny cried because of YOU. Of your wrong doings. He didn't want to be or ever touched by YOU. He doesn't love you, he hates you. How do you feel now? Uh? Kenny HATES you. And you have no one to blame. Everything is falling apart, you think. This is all your fault. How could loving Kenny, and kissing him in such a way, be a fault? In your mind (twisted at the time) what you were doing was innocent and right. Where did it go wrong? Where did you go wrong? Maybe you were always wrong. Tonya had been right, like usual.

Your brother hates you. You raped him, you realize horrifyingly. You are pathetic. You knew you could never win Kenny so you raped him. Somewhere in the back of your head, you knew Tonya was right. You didn't want it to be true. Your love for Kenny was just deep dependance, nothing else. You stare down at your hands. All you believed and hoped for, wasn't real or ever going to happen. You're disgusting, worse than Addison. Kenny had needed you, the big brother. And you let him down so awfully? He needed your comfort, which he couldn't get from your idiotic parents. Karen is too young to know about it. So you was all he had. And you fuck him in the ass. And you savored it. You had let him down, so again how do you feel about yourself? Not too great. You caused Kenny to feel filthy, how dare you? You didn't think things through.

Did you really think the plan was sure fire? Did you really think the 14 year old would understand your complicated love, no wait, dependance? Did you really think showing him your love wasn't rape, but an demonstration? A lesson to teach him incest is okay? Did you really think you could have even teach him such a thing? Did you really see nothing wrong in what you were doing? Did you really?

Now you've lost everything. Kenny, as you stated so, so many times, is your everything. In spite of you two being in the same house, you lost him. Your love had gone on to hate you. He won't give you the time of day. You feel dizzy, you're wavering. Kenny is all you know. When your down and out, who will console you? Tonya will surely push you to the side, of how you acted to her. You have no one in this world. It was only Kenny. You breathed for your brother. You laughed for your brother. You smiled for your brother. You cheered for your brother. Now your crying for your brother. Your dieing for your brother. Where did it go wrong? When? Why? How? This isn't right. What will you do? Without Kenny, how will you live?

...Will you even live, going on in life without him?

You pull your jeans on, and bust out the door running. Of course, it's raining and thundering. So cliche and excellent timing. You hadn't plan this far. You hadn't decided on what to do, if you were wrong. You were so positive and confident.

What will you do now? You're lost.


Poor Kevin...Good news is there's still more to come. It's not over yet Kevin.