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| CAN I…? by Enola Although you're already awaken you stay in bed, it's Sunday morning after all, and as usual, you never get up before 11. You keep on turning over in bed for 10-15 minutes, then you decide to get up as your stomach is asking for some food and you need to eat more than you need to stay in bed. You stand up, stretch and yawn lazily walking towards the window, "Great, another fucking dull, grey day!" you mutter, but this is a good pretext to stay in for doing absolutely nothing. Better have a shower! You tie your hair still wet in a ponytail and you cross over the sitting room singing, but you immediately stop when you see James sleeping on the sofa. "Typical!" you say to yourself. James must have been out till 4 as usual and when he came back he sat on the sofa and…finished the whiskey, as you see the empty bottle at the foot of the sofa, and he fell asleep. That means you can't make noise 'cos if there's something James hates, is being awaken up abruptly and you want to avoid that, he'd be in a horrible mood all the day. James and you have been sharing the flat for ages, you've known each other since you were young and you love each other as if you were brother and sister. You know him better than everyone else and you always push him to talk to you as soon as you realize there's something wrong with him, otherwise he'd withdraw into himself making you feel badly too, and you can't bear to see him sad. You have almost finished to have your huge breakfast when the kitchen door slowly opens and James appears behind it. He's wearing a close-fitting white T-shirt and boxers. He's just had a shower as his hair are wet. "Good morning!" you say smiling at him. "Mornin'" he mumbles slumping down in a chair and leaning his elbows on the table, "Coffee?" you ask "Yeah please!" he replies softly leaning his head against his hands. You pour some coffee out into a cup and hand him it and he thanks you kindly. You aren't still sure about his mood, he seems too quiet and that means there's something wrong. "Is it alright?" you ask in a very kind way, "Yeah, more or less… my back aches" he answers drinking his coffee. "It often happens sleeping on a sofa! You need a massage!" You tell James to follow you in the sitting room and ask him to lay down prone on the sofa while you go down on your knees and start to massage his big shoulders. But your hands slide because of his T-shirt so ask him to remove it because your hands have to stick to his skin. But you aren't satisfied yet as your position is quite uncomfortable. "James, to massage your shoulders better, I should sit on your arse, CAN I?" He obviously replies affirmatively, so you sit on his soft bottom and keep on massaging gently his shoulders and his neck. He seems to enjoy it a lot 'cos he moans with pleasure and that make you laugh till you cry. As he's feeling better you stop massaging his shoulders and lay down over him and put your hands on his bulging biceps. "What are you doing?" James asks, "Nothing. I'm just having some rest. You are so soft!" you reply sweetly brushing his arms. "Hey, Hey! What do you mean with *you are so soft*? Is it a kind way to say I'm fat?" he says muttering and sulking, "You're not fat! And I never thought you are! Or rather you are very fit. Moreover, have you ever seen me with a skinny bloke?" You manage to calm him down and lean again your head on his shoulder and smell the strong and sweet scent of his skin and his hair. You keep still and silent for a while till James captures your attention, "Are you still awake? Or you find me so comfortable that you fell asleep?" He is so damn comfortable, actually! You replies you are still awake but you'll end up sleeping if you don't do anything. He suggests talking and you agree, so he turns over and you can face each other. You start talking about this and that for some minutes, then he asks, "CAN I loose your hair?" you nod and he looses it running his hands through it saying, "I think I've never told you that you have such beautiful hair." While he talks he smiles at you and his eyes shine. You feel an unknown, but pleasant sensation inside you while you are staring at him, staring at his lovely smile and his deep brown eyes, while his hands still stroke your hair gently. Suddenly, you put your lips over his and brush them slowly. At beginning he seems surprised by your kiss and you are afraid of his reaction, you are afraid he rejects you, so you stop, but after a moment of suspense he puts his hand behind your head, then pull you towards him gently and kisses you sweetly. Suddenly, you feel a *strange* movement under you… "James? What's happening over there?" you ask smiling. "Where?" he replies pretending he ignores what you're talking about, "Where? Between your legs and against my groin!!!" you grin. "Oh, there…Erm…Erm…dunno! Any idea?" he replies joking. "A volcanic eruption? Same strength, more or less!" You both burst into laugh, then you add, "CAN I have a look?" "Sure! You can say, think and do whatever you like without asking!" His voice's turned so sexy, so you slip your hand under his boxer searching for his cock that you find at once and grasp it. "God, Mother Nature has been so generous with you! You have to admit it!" you say keeping on touching his massive genitals. "It's a very pleasant thing, but CAN I know what are you doing with my dick?" asks James moaning, "Erm…I'm just trying to realize how big it is!!" "Why? Does it matter?" he asks, "Yesss…I mean NOO…Erm.. I'm just curious!!" you whisper in his ear, "CAN I really do whatever I like?" still whispering in his ear. He nods smiling. "CAN I kiss and bite your ear?" you whisper, "YES!" he whispers, so you kiss and bite it, "CAN I pinch your lovely chubby cheeks?" "YES!" he replies and so you pinch his soft cheeks, "CAN I bite your lips?" you say still whispering "YE..S!" he replies, so you bite his upper lip, then his lower one "CAN I kiss, lick and suck on your nipples?" "OOH YESSS!" he whispers while your tongue runs over his muscular pectorals, up and down, from right to left, and in circle over his nipples. Then you let your tongue slide over his belly and it stops when it reaches his boxers and you take them off without asking permission. "CAN I…" you say sliding over him till your mouth reaches his ear again, "…touch, kiss, lick and suck on your dick?" "YES…YES…YES…YES!" he says before his mouth searches for yours and he kisses you passionately while your hand grasp his erect cock. Then you move over him again, you bend and kiss and lick gently the tip of his dick. You raise your eyes and see that James has closed his and he's moaning softly as you're arousing him, so to give him more excitement you open your mouth and let his cock enter and start to suckon it hungrily. Consequently, James's moans become real screams of pleasure while his body tosses over the sofa. "CAN I stop now?" you ask just to provoke him. "NOOOO!" he screams out really upset. So you start to suck on his cock again harder than the first time. After a while you stop and collapse over him. "CAN I fuck you now?" asks James panting, "No, you can't! YOU MUST FUCK ME!!! After all that I did for you, I think I deserve it!" you say starting to undress quickly. You open your legs wide to sit on his thighs and take his cock in your hands guiding it inside you. James puts his hands on your waist grasping your body tight to pull you more and more towards him. He thrusts his member deeper and deeper into you sending electricity across your whole body and you both cry out. "Why have we had sex just now?" asks James stroking gently your hair "Maybe because we have always seen each other as brother and sister." You reply brushing his smooth chest "Thanks God we aren't!" Finally James says laughing. <<< Enola’s stories |