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William woke up with a cold sweat.
He let out a groan and hurriedly clutched his aching head.
It hurts.
It felt as though a sledgehammer was pounding against his skull.
As soon as the pain slowly subsided, his mind calmed down and his awareness became clearer.
He frowned, trying to focus his blurry consciousness, trying to make sense of his surroundings.
It was then he realized something.
He was not on the hard bunk bed of his Dormitory.
The familiar plushness of this mattress was the first thing he felt.
And another thing….
His eyes snapped open, revealing a comforting sight - a white, somewhat familiar ceiling. But that ceiling was not the problem.
As he slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was the shiver that ran up his spine.
His body felt alive and electrified, and he couldn't help but let out a content sigh.
As he tried to gather his thoughts, he realized he was not alone. And more important, someone was touching him.
He looked down and saw her there, her hands wrapped around his penis.
He couldn't believe what was happening - was this a dream or reality?
The darkness seemed unnerving when he opened his eyes. But it’s not as if the darkness was blinding.
He could even hear rain on the roof, and the air was cold- but that was not the cause of his shivering.
In the room's dimness, William could make out a girl’s long light blonde hair beside his bed. And the moment he saw her, he was in shock and almost jumped off the bed.
What was my sister doing in my room in the middle of the night?
Well, jacking him off, obviously with her hands wrapped around his engorged member, rubbing up and down.
The real question was what in tarnation is his sister doing in his room and jacking him off?
This is a dream…
William closed his eyes immediately the moment he noticed her gaze moving toward him.
But the sensation felt too real for it to be a dream.
A painful pinch is not needed for him to prove that this was no dream, as the pleasurable sensation running up his nerves is already enough to wake him up.
So the question now is….what the hell is going on?
He didn’t want to scare his sister or hurt his sister in any way.
She must have reasons for doing this. Or maybe he was still just dreaming… a fsh before his death, so they say- Those are his excuses anyway. And he knows that.
To be fair, it’s not every day that you wake up to someone giving you a handjob.
He honestly doesn’t want it to end, especially with how soft and feminine the hand is. Nor does he want to ruin the fantasy.
He didn’t have a problem with his sister.
However, while they have quite a close retionship, it is only between siblings. Not less. Not more than that. And there’s no way his sister; Danie would be jerking her brother’s cock all of a sudden.
And Danie looked young compared to the st time he had seen her.
He slowly opened his eyes, just a slit, to confirm reality. Though, he could feel her hand, and yes, the feeling was all too real.
He stared at his sister’s face but suddenly found her gaze looking straight at him. In shock, he immediately closed his eyes.
However- it was too te.
“You can stop pretending to be asleep now, you know.”
-his sister said.
William grunted in shame.
Though he should not be the one feeling the embarrassment, somehow, for some reason, he felt as if he was the one caught doing a bad thing.
Nevertheless, he had expected her to pull her hand off his member now that he was awake. Surprisingly, that doesn’t seem to be the case.
Slowly opening his eyes, William looks up into the face of his sister.
Her gaze staring right at her.
However, the poor lighting made it even harder to read her expression than usual. But one thing is for sure, her hand is still wrapped around his cock even now, her fingers casually stroking away at it, though her palm is no longer going up and down.
“What are you doing, Dan?” he asked.
“What do you ask? You can see what I am doing, right?” she replied curtly, but with a bit of amusement in her lips.
“… You’ve got your hand on my dick.” his voice was barely a whisper, but she heard him loud and clear.
She smiled.
“Yes. I do. And I have to say, it's quite impressive. I couldn't resist giving it a little attention.”
William presses his lips together, gncing between his crotch and her face.
He could have just swatted her hands away from his dick if he wanted to, but what she was doing was amazing. He was torn between wanting to stop her, and wanting for her to continue, his mind was a jumbled mess.
He wanted to stop her, to tell her that this was wrong, but his body was betraying him.
He was getting harder by the second, and he couldn't deny that he wanted more.
“Did I wake you? I’m sorry,”
“You know, that’s not the problem here,”
Without missing a beat, she asked, “Do you like it?”
William’s heart skipped a beat at her question.
He was both terrified and aroused at the same time.
He couldn't deny the pleasure he was feeling, but at the same time, he couldn't believe what was happening.
Danie’s hand began to move again, her fingers expertly stroking him.
His head was spinning, his breaths coming out in short gasps. He couldn't deny that it felt good, but it also felt so wrong.
“I was passing by… and you’re door’s wide open…I was about to close it. But then, I found you sleeping so peacefully, with ‘this’ standing. It looked enticing, so I couldn’t help it. It’s not mine, but your fault, Will. You should have locked your door, or covered yourself properly, you know you have five women living in this house with you,”
…and that is supposed to be my fault?
William frowned, finding the reason absurd.
If he was a woman sleeping naked, and with his door open in a house full of men, probably, that would be a problem. But he’s a man. A fucking grown up man!
His mind is still muddled with what is happening to him. And that’s not something easy to ignore, suddenly waking himself up, not just in this situation, but also in this very familiar room, as for why, well, it’s a long story.
In the end, he regarded what he said as sophistry, or probably sarcasm for what she was doing.
William rolled his eyes.
He looks down at where her hand is.
She was not jerking him anymore, but just holding his cock and caressing the head of his penis with her thumb while looking at him, almost as though she was waiting for him to give her permission to continue.
“I can stop if you want to,”
William raised his head as she said that.
His beautiful sister was looking at him with a mix of disappointment and understanding.
Yes, he wanted that.
However, for a reason, he could not bear to say it.
In the first pce, he was not some pure-hearted boy. He was someone who had sailed across at least, four of the seven seas, and had been through several storms in his life.
This kind of absurdity is not enough to shake him up.
And at this moment, he can’t resist it. He can’t deny that he’s nothing but a libidinous young man who was feeling good from his sister’s hand.
William looked at her, and said, “… It’s fine. You can keep going.”
His head plopped on the soft pillow, giving her a confirmation of what she wanted.
And she did.
The barest of smiles slips onto his sister’s face at that.
Just a quirk of the lip, even as her hand begins to move up and down his shaft again.
“...did you like it?” she asked.
“...yes,” he replied softly.
He didn’t know what was going on, or why his sister was doing this. However, denying the pleasure he was feeling was impossible to do.
His sister smiled widely at his response. Suddenly, she pulled her hand and did something unthinkable- she spat on her hand, thering her palm with her spit before resuming jerking his cock.
“I heard it’s better if I do this. Eliza said that it would hurt if I rubbed your penis with a dry palm,” she said, expining what she did.
William couldn’t help but let out a moan from the amazing feel of her spit-covered palm. It was so good that he instinctively raised his hips.
Danie noticed this, and she looked at William happily.
“It seems you like it,” she said.
“It’s good…” William grunted. “Eliza?”
“Hm, she seems to do this often with his boyfriend,”
William continued grunting and moaning from his sister’s hand. It didn’t help that Danie was looking at him as if she wanted to eat him.
Trying to ignore how good it feels to be jerked off by his sister, William instead attempts to focus on their surroundings.
It looks like he is not in his dormitory.
This is his room. At least, his room until a couple of years ago.
Because of their parent’s divorce, this house was sold and the family broke apart, with his mother and sisters living in their grandmother’s house, and him, following his dad.
Though they were able to see each other now and then, with school and work, it was hard to meet that often.
He kept his silence, as he tried to understand his situation.
This is real, yes, William now realized that this was not a dream.
The touch, the feelings, the sensation, the pleasure his sister was giving to him as she pyed with his genital was all too vivid, too real, that it was hard to believe that this was a dream.
His older sister; the oldest sibling of their family, was a quiet person.
She is the type who only speaks when she finds it necessary.
She’s not an introvert, of course, rather she was quite social, greatly liked by others, friendly, and smart with good manners.
The honor-student type kind of woman.
Though this is a strange way to say it, William could say that his sister was certainly an attractive package.
Danie stood about medium height with a slender build and perfect measurements that included a tight, ft stomach, nicely curved buttocks, and full breasts.
She was exceptionally beautiful. Their family is- from her mother to her sisters, and of course, he also inherited that blood.
He has a good face that doesn’t lose out to any average model, inherited from both his mother and father. Though, many said that he looked much like his father.
The only difference would be that he has a bright, friendly face in contrast with his father’s stoic, sharp look. He got that from his mother’s soft features.
His soft, attractive eyes gotten from his mother made him look even better. He was even scouted by numerous model agencies and films.
His father’s face was always serious and cold, but he has a good face- which is why his mother who was a popur budding model, left her career and settled with him, despite his stoic personality.
Unfortunately, his mother had enough, leading to the divorce.
His father’s a workaholic, and he’s rarely in their home, living in his office, almost 24/7. And the days that he was at home within a year could be counted by hand.
What made the divorce settled, however, was the rumor about his father’s infidelity with his secretary- which pushed his mother to the edge.
Anyway, with both their parents good-looking, it was not hard to say that his sisters kept the best of their parent’s looks.
Danie May Grant, 22 years old, a graduating student at Stephanie Creed University- famous as a school celebrity, she had been modeling in several fashion magazines under the insistence of their mother.
She has a great figure that doesn’t lose to any famous models, and combined with smooth, white skin, sparkling blue eyes, and silky, blond hair extending slightly past her shoulders, she was a goddess-like entity in their school, with men and women alike adoring her.
And now, that goddess-in-the-eyes-of-many was jerking his cock, William find it hard to believe and somehow started questioning his sanity.
William, despite being separated, didn’t have a bad retionship with his sisters.
As the only man among the five siblings, it can be said that he was treated fairly well and loved by his sisters.
More so, his Elder Sister; Danie.
They had always shared a stronger retionship than he does with their other siblings.
Even from a younger age, they rarely got into fights.
She was a few years older than him, and she was so protective of him that she always called him, ‘Her baby brother’. Truthfully, William was not fond of that title. But he loves his sister, nonetheless.
She spoiled him quite a lot when they were children, and even when their parents divorced and they were separated, she always kept in touch, asking if he was doing alright.
But that retionship only reached the heights of being close siblings. Nothing more, nothing less. If he ever speaks crudely to her, an iron fist would fall upon him. And well, if he tried to think more than that, he could see them breaking away from their close bonds. Not like he had ever thought of that- up until now, of course.
“... Dan, what year is it? And, what month? Day?” he asked, biting his lip and frowning as the pleasure slowly spiked up.
He looked at Danie who stared back at him.
“Why are you asking that?” she asked, not stopping what she was doing. Instead, she scooted over, moving closer to him, and with her free hand, pced the back of her hand against his forehead, “Are you sick?”
“You’re the one who’s sick,”
William rolled his eyes.
“You’re the one jerking your brother, so you’re the one who’s sick,”
But Danie only chuckled in response.
“February 22, 2222. Why are you asking?”
February 22, 2222, that has a lot of 2’s… or rather, I seemed to have turned back in time as I expected. It should have been 2232…. But, I don’t remember having this kind of pleasant situation, ever…
I would have remembered this all my life if this ever happened.
Did I lose my memory of this, nah, impossible… at least.
Aside from going back in time, there must be something else that’s going on here.
Somehow, William felt a strange foreboding.
