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Ages:

Oliver:13

Anna-kat:9

It was nighttime at the Otto household during a particularly cold winter, Oliver was fast asleep in his full-sized bed when his door slowly began to open, a figure slowly began to make their way over to Oliver's bed. "Psst Oliver hey Oliver can I sleep here tonight?" Oliver's eyes slowly started to open as the figure in front of him started coming into focus, Anna-Kat wearing her white and purple-sleeved pajamas hmm? Wha-? Oliver began to groan as he looked over at the clock on his nightstand 00:19. "Oliver can I sleep here tonight it's freezing in my room I can't sleep there." Oliver began rubbing his eyes "What? No. Go bother Mom or Taylor." As he turned and faced the other side of the bed. "I already tried Mom and Dad's room, and Taylor their doors were locked. I wouldn't have come if you weren't my last choice" Said Anna-Kat pleadingly. That was only a half-truth however while she did try her parents' room, she remembered Oliver's room was the warmest in the house and had bought an expensive warm blanket prompting her visit to him next. Ughh fine said Oliver not having the energy to argue But leave before Mom & Dad wake up, I don't want to hear them freaking out if they don't find you in your bed in the morning As Oliver began to scoot over to make for her. In truth however Oliver only wanted her to leave early as the morning is when Oliver tends relieve himself as to not suffer any unfortunate accidents during his ballet lessons. Alright I will. said Anna-Kat as she slid under the covers her cold feet brushing up against his Good night she saidas both siblings began to drift off into sleep.

Oliver's eyes began to flicker open; it was still dark it wasn't time for him to wake up yet. Still in his groggy state he could make out a beeping sound. Ughh trash day he thought. He wanted to look over at the clock, but his sister's hair blocked his vision. That's right I let her sleep here tonight he thought as he took a deep breath, a sweet smell entered his nostrils, vanilla he thought. Oliver began to take in the situation more clearly, his arm was around his sister underneath her arm, his hand resting on her stomach, her hand resting on his. He looked down; her knees were bent; her feet were touching his shins. She really must be cold he thought. He made another attempt to look at the clock 05:23 he thought about sending her back to her room, but it was still dark, and he was oddly comfortable, he listened to her breathing deeply, and that affirmed his decision to let her stay a little while more. He breathed in her vanilla scent once more and closed his eyes for a bit more rest.

Oliver's eyes flickered open once again; a hint oven an orange glow was now entering through his window, he looked over at the clock 06:42 his parents would be waking up soon he should probably send his sister back now he thought. He looked down and could've sworn he was holding her tighter than he was before, but there was something else creating the tightness: morning wood was pressing against her behind he realized, her cool fingers were entwined with his own he was almost sad to remove it. He glanced over at his sister's face, she was sleeping serenely, her lips were slightly parted, her breathing was slow. He thought about brushing her hair back off of her face but decided against it Pulling his arm away he began to gently shake her shoulder "Anna-Kat c'mon it's time to go" he shook her some more amidst soft grunting and confused "huhs?" she was coming to slowly on her own, sliding upwardly accidentally rubbing his erection against her he said again "Suns up Mom and Dad will be up soon, you should head to your own room." He saw her begin to move and then stretch backpressing herself against him again, she sat up and began to rub her eyes she looked cute he thought in that still half-asleep kind of way. She began to wet her mouth and then said "Yeah, alright, ok." She lifted the covers off her and got out of bed, before she left, she did something Oliver thought she never did before and bent down and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks, Ollie" she said smiling before leaving. Her lips felt soft pressed against his cheek Oliver thought, a suitable reward for his kindness. Oliver closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, the scent of vanilla was gone, replaced with a smell of cold air. Once he heard the his door's closing click Oliver laid back face down against his pillow, he briefly considered going back to sleep before pressing his hardened member against the mattress he let out an exhale of pleasure before his hand snaked down into his underwear. Oliver gave his penis a squeeze he enjoyed the warm sensation of his groin area against his hand, he circled the tip a few times with his fingers taking in the tingling sensation, he lifted the blanket over his head to his head to shield himself from the cold, pulling down his pants and underwear in one pull he looked down at his erection; 5 inches circumcised and lacking any pubic hair. He began to pump his hardened member squeezing at the base he leaned back and began to picture the ballet girls in their tight leotards , skirts or shorts gripping their thighs and holding tight to their waists, arching their backs and how tempted he was to run his hands up their legs and squeezing their asses. He pumped faster hoping to get closer to releasing his seed before a familiar vanilla scent returned to his nostrils as he imagined the softness of his sister's small hand around his and pictured it touching his rod, his began breathing faster as he moved his hand along his shaft he could feel her lips on his cheek and imagined the taste of his sister's lips upon his, he arched his back thrusting himself into his harder and faster and began to breathe heavily. He could almost feel it building up inside of him, so close, his balls began to pull up tighter against him, picturing his little sister as he shot ropes of cum trying to catch what he could in his palm so it won't stain the blanket. Freeing himself from the blanket panting heavily he reached for the tissue box on his nightstand to clean the sticky situation he was left with, wiping up what he could he began to feel a pit sink in his stomach as he regained his clarity. What the hell Oliver she's your sister he thought as he felt the disgust building within him. Your little sister she's only nine his conscious said. His mouth was dry and he could feel his heart beating as he finished his cleanup, he looked up at the clock; 7:06 time to get up he thought as he pulled up his pants and stuffed the tissues into his pocket to flush later.

Exiting his room, he made his way towards the bathroom for a shower, both his sisters' doors were closed so he had unrestricted access to the bathroom. He was already starting to think more clearly, justifying that what he did was just in the heat of the moment and that he didn't actually do anything wrong. Oliver locked the door behind him turned on the water and began stripping off his clothes, he flush his cum stained tissues down the toilet and looked at himself in the mirror was skinny; ballet ensured that, he wasn't muscular by any traditional sense, although he was starting to develop abs as well as noticing growth in his thighs and if he wasn't mistaken his butt . He attributed it mostly to muscle growth from his ballet training. He had not as of yet developed a defined chest; and his shoulders still kept their narrow, skinny look, but his arms were wide he thought; with all the dancing his arms were constantly reaching for something, constantly in contact with something so he figured it was him growing muscular. However, the lack of definition in his chest was a little disheartening. He felt the water deciding it was the optimal temperature he got in, shampooing his hair and lathering his nude body with soap, for a moment when reaching his crotch he considered rubbing another one out before deciding against it. Finishing his shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist opened the bathroom door only to find Anna-Kat just outside. Oliver looked at her for a moment he was unsure of how to react upon seeing her there. "Oh, sorry I didn't know you were in there." He heard say, although she was not looking at his face when she said it, her gaze was lower looking at his bare upper body. "No, it's ok, you can go ahead I'm going to my room." Oliver wanted to seem as normal as possible. Trying not to pay her any more mind he rushed to his room opened his door and closed it behind him, Oliver was determined to no think about Anna-Kat the entire day.

Oliver ignored Anna-Kat for the rest of the morning as best he could without seeming weird although he noticed her stare at him more than usual during lunch. After lunch Oliver went to his ballet class hoping it would distract him from his sister, but that didn't work out as well as he hoped; anytime he thought about Anna-Kat he'd try focusing on one of the other dancers bodies which lead to Oliver being told to focus by the instructor multiple times . Once class was over, Oliver just wanted to be alone, when he arrived home he went straight for his room. Boredom set in as he pulled out his phone and began checking Instagram. He did his usual routine of checking his feed then those he doesn't officially follow on the explore page, mostly celebrity crushes and girls from town he'd see in school, recitals or in ballet classes. His search no longer restricted to girls who looked like dancers. Just as he found himself slowly sliding his hand towards his crotch, he knew all of these would have to wait as his curiosity had him checking the clock.

It was already 19:15 and Oliver's parents called him down for dinner. Again, he spoke as little as possible, but occasionally, he'd sneak a peek at Anna-Kat; watching her eat, her soft lips engulfing the food, her tongue, her eyes. Oliver lost track of time as he watched her not noticing he had already finished his food. As he stood to excuse himself, he looked at her to see she was staring at him, only then he noticed he was tenting in his pants. "Oh, uh, well I guess I'm going to head to bed." He said nervously, He stretched his arms upwards and crossed his knees hoping no one would notice his hardon "Oliver, it's only eight why in the hell would you go to bed this early." his mother Katy said eyeing him suspiciously "I had an early morning" his eyes darted to Anna-Kat for a moment "Some of us use our mornings to be productive" he said trying to sound normal as he turned around and made his way to his bedroom he shut the door behind him he went to the bed and looked at his phone again. Oliver's heart was beating now, he was looking for pictures of Anna-Kat. She didn't have an account, so he had to settle for pictures his mom would post or his Taylors public account. Finding pictures that suited his needs he unbuttoned his pants and took them off. Giving his dick a quick squeeze Oliver wasted no time pumping himself while looking at pictures of his little sister, he never noticed how hot her lips looked before now; they looked as if they were the perfect pair of lips; soft and full he imagined her lips going around the head of his member; he imagined her trailing her tongue along his cock head, and then wrapping both of her small hands around it to lick his balls; He pumped faster and faster ignoring his phone as he focused on his what his little sister was doing in his imagination. His breathing became more rapid as began thrusting himself with his pumps his rod now lubricated in precum. Oliver came to his pinnacle with stars in his eyes, shooting his seed over himself staining his shirt. And once he got through his high, he stripped off his shirt wiped away any remaining emission from his body then sat down on the bed pulling up his boxers. "Mmm... that was good" He muttered; he got under the covers and closed his eyes he could still smell Anna-Kats vanilla scent on his pillow.

His dreams were of Anna-Kat, of him and his sister alone together. And then, a sound caused him to wake. Oliver looked at the clock on his nightstand 00:06. He looked up dozily made out Anna-Kats figure in the dark. "Oliver, can I sleep here again.".

End of chapter 1