Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Family Vacation: >19

Liam looked down and I think my words finally got to him because I saw his blue eyes soften. "My secret is that last night was the most wonderful moment of my life," Liam said. I'd thought he was angry or ashamed. I realized he was scared. Overwhelmed the same way I was. I squeezed his arm tighter and not because the ride was speeding up. "I don't want to lose you, Melanie."

"Don't do that," I said. Liam looked legitimately hurt by my words. "Don't call me that. You've done it a few times now and it freaks me out. I've always been Lemony, your little Lemon, and if that's changed because of everything..." "I'm sorry, Lemony," Liam said. He kissed my head. "Everything that's happened. I don't know what to think except I can't stop thinking about you. How amazing you are. How lucky I was last night to share that with you." My brother the romantic. Who knew?

"I'm so scared you're going to tell me you're mad," Liam said. "Or you wish we didn't do it. Or something like that because all I can think about is being that way with you again."

"Well, you probably shouldn't cum in me again," I said.

"Oh," Liam said, the words taking a while to reach his brain. "Oh! Oh shit Lemony, I'm so sorry. When you didn't say something, I thought you must be on the pill."

"It's OK," I said, "I didn't say it, but I should have and now you know. You know, for next time."

"Next time?"

"Yes. I want to keep doing that. With you," I said.

The ride slowed and we stepped off. I'd been so locked in conversation with my brother, I'd lost track of the ride, itself. After we got walked off, I saw Logan and Marissa were about to get on the Ferris Wheel on the far side of the park. We went over to the railing and waved, watching as our cousins got on.

"You really enjoyed what we did?" Liam asked. His blond hair near transparent in the bright sun. "I'm serious," he said, "I thought the first time was supposed to be bad. Painful. For the girl, anyway."

"It was horrible," I said, "Worst sex I ever had." I leaned over and kissed him. "Look, I don't know. I guess it did kind of hurt at first. But then it felt really really good. And then it got better. Did you want it to hurt me?

"Definitely not," Liam said, "I guess I just had all these expectations for what sex was. Good and bad. Last night kinda surprised me, that's all."

"Me too," I said, "I mean, I thought boys were supposed to blow their wad in three seconds the first time they do it. But you lasted, like forever."

"Yeah, I think with all the other stuff we did that day I built up a little lasting power?" Liam said, "Or something? I don't know. Do you wish that I'd exploded in three seconds?"

"Hell no," I said. I grabbed Liam's hand on the railing.

Speaking of things that didn't make sense -- I was falling in love with my brother.

*

After Logan and Marissa got off the ride, we all agreed we wanted to grab something to eat and lay out on the beach. We found that same pizza place with the giant slices (although, to be fair, it looked like everyplace served them that way). I don't know if it was the sun or the sex, but that slice tasted amazing.

After we ate, Logan grabbed Liam by the elbow and dragged him forward. "We need to go get some stuff out of the car," he told my brother. Meanwhile, Marissa and I walked up to the boardwalk railing overlooking the beach and stared out at the ocean, waiting for our siblings.

"So how was it?" Marissa asked.

"The Tilt-A-Whirl?" I asked, "It was OK." My cousin elbowed me in the ribs. "I told you last night that I liked it."

"No regrets in the morning?" Marissa asked. It felt like she was testing me.

"No, you were right," I said, "Being with Liam was amazing."

Marissa smiled, wide. I'd passed her exam. "I'm glad. I'm so happy for both of you. I know people will say it's wrong. But being with your brother, I can tell you, there's nothing like it. And twins makes it extra special. You were partners since the womb. This is, like, the natural next step in your relationship. That connection? It makes everything mean so much more."

"I suppose," I said. I kept glancing around to see who might be listening. I might have decided that sex with my brother wasn't bad, but I doubted the rest of the world would see it that way. What we were doing, no matter how incredible it felt, was still wrong. That didn't mean I wanted it stop, although some part of me rationalized that I would at some point in the future. Mostly, I wanted to keep it a secret. Marissa, though? My cousin seemed to want to shout out our incest to everyone within earshot.

"This is going to be great," Marissa said, "You'll see. Now that you've learned to trust me, there's all sorts of fun stuff we can do."

We heard a shout and glanced back. Our brothers were coming up the steps, both overloaded with towels and beach stuff under their arms.

"Isn't Logan cute?" Marissa asked, "He's so super hot, isn't he?"

"I guess," I said.

"Oh, don't be silly," Marissa said, "You're not like, betraying anyone by admitting my brother's a hunk."

Yes, Logan was attractive. I'd said it many times already. But Marissa seemed to be pushing me into something that I didn't want to admit. So, I just nodded.

"I knew it," Marissa said, "I knew you were into him. I mean, how could you not be?" I expected her to say something niceback about Liam. But instead she went over to help her brother carry some of the stuff. I did the same for my brother. "What is all this?" I asked, holding several thin plastic poles.

"You'll see," Logan said with a wicked smirk.