David and my brother - No Choices

It's early in the morning.  You stand, examining yourself in the mirror.  You are a blonde, white girl. You are 16 years old, and you stand there, admiring your fit body and small breasts in the mirror, grinning at yourself. You run your hands up your white thighs, stopping to gently touch the soft, smooth skin between your legs. Waxing was painful, but so worth it for the look.

After examining yourself in the mirror you decide it is time to get ready to face the day. You head over to your closet and consider what outfit you should wear.  You decide to wear something slutty. You first pull on a pair of black, lacy panties. They barely cover anything, and you begin to get moist just thinking about the trouble you can get into wearing them...

You then pull on a short skirt that barely covers your ass. You finish off the outfit with a tight, white half-top, with the word "/bitch" written across the front. Dressed, you head downstairs to face the day. 

Your brother looks at you as you walk into the kitchen. "Wow... nice outfit, sis," he says with a laugh. He's 20 and is going to university.  You look at him, shake your head, and give him the finger. "Go fuck yourself, big brother," you say as you head out the front door. 

You take public transit to school in the morning, so you walk the two blocks from your house stop to the bus stop by yourself. There are three people waiting at the bus stop. Two of them go to school with you, a younger girl, Megan, and a senior, David. David is an absolute geek and a loser, whereas you do chat with Megan from time to time. The other person at the bus stop is an old lady who never says anything.

You see David eyeing you up as you arrive, staring at your breasts in the tight half-top.  "Fuck off, David," you say to him as you see him staring at your breasts through your top. He swallows hard and turns away, embarrassed that he was caught. You laugh at him as he pulls into the corner of the bus stop, trying to hide the erection that has formed in his jeans. 

Megan giggles to herself but says nothing to either of you. Within a minute or so the bus arrives. Megan gets on first, and then you follow her, giving David a view of your ass in the tight skirt as you get onboard. 

You look around the bus to decide where to sit.  You sit down by yourself near the front of the bus. 

David sits down beside you. You sigh to yourself. "What the fuck do you want, David?" you ask him angrily.

"Ummm, I just wanted to sit beside you. You know, I see you every day, and... you're really pretty and all."

"I know I'm really pretty, David. That's why I wouldn't talk to a geeky loser like you."

You can see his erection still straining at his pants. "Isn't there anything I can do to make you see that I'm a good guy?" he asks pleadingly.

"Just get the fuck away from me, or I'll yell that you are touching me!" you say to him. 

He looks at you and grabs your shoulder, "Look, I just want to talk to you and-"

"He is trying to touch me! He's trying to rape me!" you scream at the top of your lungs. You begin pushing David away from you, and he begins blubbering about the fact that he loves you.

Suddenly a guy from the back of the bus grabs David by the shirt and pulls him away. He grabs David and smashes his face into a poll, sending David falling to the ground. Two other guys jump on David and begin kicking him.

"Get off the bus, now!" the bus driver begins yelling at all of you. He slams on the breaks and the doors open. The guys grab David and pull him off the bus. 

"That means you too, missy!" he calls over the intercom, looking at you.  You walk up to the bus driver and begin pleading with him. "Please, it wasn't my fault," you begin to say, wringing some tears from your eyes. 

He looks at you, stares at your shirt and your tits, and then back at you. "You asked for it, girl, now get off my bus." You sigh and get off the bus, stepping out into the sunlight. 

The three guys have David down at the side of the road and they are beating on him. His face looks bloody, and he is screaming at them to stop. 

Ignoring the pleas of David, you pull out your cell and phone your brother.

"Hey bro. Yeah, I got kicked off the bus... I'm only like three blocks away. Can you get me a ride?"

You hear him curse. "Fine. I'll be right there, sis," he responds. 

You stand there at the side of the road in your short skirt and half-top and begin to feel vulnerable as you watch David take his beating. The three guys beating on him are all white guys who go to your school. One of them calls out to you, "Hey, slut, aren't you going to thank us for taking care of this geek?"

He begins to walk towards you, away from David. "Don't we deserve some kind of reward for saving you? Or are you too much of a bitch for that?"

"What kind of reward would you want?" you ask him with a smile. He looks at you and grins. He looks back at the guys still beating on David, then over at the woods. He's tall, with brown hair and dark eyes. You think that he's on the football team, because you have seen him around in his jersey sometimes. 

"How about you come with me into the woods?" he says, taking you by the hand. Your palm is sweaty as he pulls you away from the road and into the woods. He grabs your hand and pushes it down to his crotch. You can feel that he is hard through his pants. He looks you in the eyes and smiles. "Ready to open wide, girl?"

You know that your brother should be there soon. You give the boy a quick kiss on the cheek, then pull your hand away and turn to head back to the street. He grabs you by the arm before you can get anywhere and pulls you back. 

"Hey!" you shout at him.

Then you feel his hand gripping your jaw. You try to protest, but he grabs you by the shoulder and pushes you down onto your knees in front of him. He wraps one hand around your throat, holding tightly. You try to shout, but you cannot say anything. You look to your right and see that the two other guys have come into the woods who were with him, and then you are surrounded.

They grab you by the arms, and one of them pulls your half-top up and over your head. 

You feel your arms pulled tight, and then there is a cock pressed against your face, the head rubbing back and forth against your lips.  You open your mouth, letting the head of the cock slide inside. And then you bite down with every ounce of force you can muster. You feel blood in your mouth, and you hear a scream. The guy in front of you punches you in the face, sending you falling back onto the ground. You spit blood from your mouth, but before you can move you feel fists pounding against you. You try to cover your head as the guys begin to kick and punch you. 

"You fucking slut! I'm going to fucking kill you!" screams one of the guys. You try to move to fight them, but a boot slams into your chest and you are left pulling yourself into a ball as they beat on you. 

You look up briefly to see the boy you bit grabbing at his cock, blood pouring through his fingers. 

Suddenly you hear a shout of rage, and one of the boys falls to the ground. You look up to see your brother holding a crowbar and standing over you.  "Run, sis!" he shouts.

You scramble through the leaves to stand. Your brother is swinging the crowbar at one of the other guys, but you turn and begin to run back towards the street. You hear sounds of fighting and screaming from behind you as you sprint from the scene.

You arrive at your brother's truck, still topless, panting. Your skirt has ridden up and your ass is showing. You are bruised, and there is blood pouring from a cut on the side of your head. 

You grab at the passenger side door, but the car is locked. You turn back towards the woods, and there stands the guy whose cock you bit. He has shoved his bleeding cock into his pants and looks dazed. But when he sees you he screams in rage and rushes towards you.

You swing wildly at his face, but he dodges and then catches you in the stomach with his fist. You double over in pain, falling to your knees in front of him. You try to rise, but his knee hits you in the jaw, sending your head slamming back against the car door. 

You feel his bloody hands wrap around your throat. You look up into the sunlight to see him kneeling on your chest trying to choke the life out of you. Suddenly his head smashes into the side of the door. Standing there, above you, is David. 

He is screaming in rage, kicking and punching at the guy who was assaulting you. "Don't you ever fucking touch her!" he's shouting. 

The guy manages to roll away from David, and then stands and begins to run down the street. David kneels at your side and brushes the hair from your face. 

"Are you alright? Are you okay?" 

"You... have to save my brother, David," you whisper to him from between gasps. 

"Anything for you," he responds. You gesture towards the woods, and then off David goes, running at full speed. You shelter yourself behind the car from the vehicles passing by on the street. You feel like you can barely breathe. 

Within a minute or two, David and your brother emerge from the woods. The crowbar is covered in blood and bits of hair. 

"Sis!" your brother shouts. He rushes over to you and kneels down beside you. "We have to get her to the hospital," he says to David.  "No, just take me home," you say to your brother. David owns the back door to the car, and then your brother gingerly lifts you and places you in the back seat. He throws the crowbar down in front of you. David gets in the back seat with you. He pulls off his shirt and begins wiping the blood from your wounds as your brother starts the car.

Your brother speeds down the street back to the house as David gingerly tries to clean your wounds. You cough, some blood bubbling from your lips. 

"I fucking bit him," you say to David with a smile.

"I saw... I saw," David says, trying to calm you.

Your brother opens the back door when you get back to the house and David picks you up, shirtless, to carry you inside.

Your brother leads David up the stairs and to the bathroom. Your brother turns on the water. 

You feel your brother's hands on your hips as he pulls your skirt off of you. 

"First we have to get you cleaned up," he says, caring and concern in his eyes. You feel his hands on your ass, and then your black panties come down and off, falling to the floor. 

David takes you by the hand, his clothes still on, and pulls you into the shower. The water is hot, and you shriek as it hits your wounds. You close your eyes as you feel someone's hands run over your body, rubbing the wounds with soap. 

You feel fingers slide over your nipples and you moan softly. You feel someone rubbing their hands against your thighs where blood is trickling down your thigh and you reach down, holding their hand tightly. 

You open your eyes, seeing David staring into your eyes, shirtless. Your brother is kneeling down beside the shower, rubbing you with soap. 

You moan softly to yourself as you feel their hands all over you. You begin to get excited, and you know that this can't possibly happen. Not this way. 

"Umm, I'm okay now. Can you both let me finish getting clean?" you say to them. They both seem to snap out of it. "Of course." "Yeah, no prob, sis."

They both stand and get out of the room, David soaking wet. 

You sigh, gently rubbing yourself as the door closes behind them. You clean off the last of your wounds and then step out of the shower and turn off the water. There is nothing to wear but a robe, so you pull it on. 

You step out into the hallway. You can hear David and your brother talking downstairs.

You head back to your room and get dressed. In a hurry, you just pull on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. You have had enough of looking like a slut for the day, as it's only gotten you into trouble.

You head downstairs as you hear David and your brother talking. 

"We have to go back and take care of the bodies," your brother is arguing.

"No, we need to find the other guy and get rid of him first. Then we can deal with everything all at once," David responds. 

You step into the room and they go silent. David is standing there, shirtless. His body is not actually all that bad, and the cut on his lip makes him look like a bit of a badass. 

"You... you fucking killed them?" you ask.

Your brother nods slowly. 

"We need to find the last one and kill him then," you say to them coldly. 

They look at each other in surprise. "Alright... well, how do you propose we do that?"

"Well, we know he won't have gone to the hospital with a cock bite... so he will have gone home. And we can just look in the yearbook, given he's on the football team, find his name, then look him up." 

David nods. "Yeah, he'll show up in last year's yearbook as on the team."

Within a few minutes you have found his name, and then his home address. Your brother looks at you. "So who goes?"

You lean forward and wrap your arms around David. "David, I want to thank you for what you have done for me," you whisper in his ear.

You can almost hear his swallow. You giggle to yourself. You kiss his ear softly. You then trail your kiss back down to his lips, pecking gently against them. 

"Don't you want to kiss me, David?" you ask him with a smile. He responds by wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into him, his mouth covering yours. He kisses you deeply, his tongue sliding into your mouth. You kiss him back, your tongues playing together. You feel him push you back onto the kitchen table. 

He stands between your spread legs, and you can feel his hard cock pressed against the inside of your thigh through your jeans. You reach down and grab at it, making him gasp in pleasure.

You push David back and then slide down to your knees in front of him. You unbuckle his pants, look up at him, smile, and then pull his pants and boxers down.

His cock stands up hard and proud in front of him, precum glistening on the top. You lower your mouth and gently kiss the head of his cock. You feel him gasp as your lips touch the head.

You then slide as much as you can into your mouth in one movement, his cock pushing deep. He gasps and grips the counter, falling back against it. You begin to bob your head up and down on his cock, loving the feeling of it sliding into your mouth. 

You swirl your tongue around his length as you do, and he moans loudly. 

You continue to bob your head up and down on his cock, increasing the pace as he begins to thrust forward. You grip the base of his cock as you suck, keeping him from pushing too far into your mouth.

You look up and can see in his eyes that he is going to explode soon. You grab his balls with your free hand and begin to rub them. You pull your mouth briefly off his cock. "You want to cum in my mouth, David?" He just moans in response.

You descend back onto his cock, sucking it deep into your mouth. You feel him twitch, and then again, and then his load is filling your mouth. Some escapes from between your lips, but you swallow as much as you can. 

You pull off his cock once his spent, some cum dribbling down your chin. "Nice?" 

He just groans. You stand up, leaving David standing there, dazed, and grab your phone from the table. You look and realize that you have missed a call. It was on vibrate. Your brother had called. A few minutes ago. You begin to dial your brother back when he walks back into the room. He is covered in blood. 

He sees the two of you, David with his cock out, and you with cum dripping down your chin, and his eyes widen. 

"What the fuck is going on here?" he shouts.

"Who cares? What happened?" you ask him. 

"I just fucking killed someone for you, and you went around and just sucked some fucking guy's cock?" he responds. David is busy trying to shove his cock back into his pants when your brother's fist catches him in the face. David falls to the ground. Your brother begins to kick David in the stomach. 

"You took advantage of my sister when she was fucked you, you piece of shit!" he shouts.

He is kicking David again and again, and David cannot even get off the floor to fight back.

"You stupid beta little fuck!" David shouts.

You grab your phone from the table, watching your brother beating on David, and then just walk out the door. It slams behind you. 

You see that your brother has left his car parked in the driveway with the keys inside. He must have thought something was wrong when you didn't pick up his call.

You get in the driver's seat. The crowbar is sitting in the passenger seat, covered in blood.

You begin to drive to the mall. You have no idea what you're doing, but you just drive. You shake your head, wondering why at least three people are now dead, possibly a fourth. 

You are heading towards the mall when a cop car pulls up behind you. He flashes his lights. You realize that you are driving your brother's car and you have no idea what happened at the other guy's house. 

Your fingers tighten on the wheel.

The cop turns on his sirens as you hit the gas. There is an intersection up ahead, and there are cars piling up behind the red light in front of you.

You swerve into the oncoming traffic lane, the cop following you. You hit the gas as you head towards the intersection, praying. 

Just before you hit the intersection, you grip the wheel tightly, your heat leaping into your throat. You make it through. You look in the rearview mirror and see a car plow into the cop car, sending it spinning and into a wall.

Holy fuck. 

The phone is ringing. It's your brother.

"Why the fuck am I being chased by the cops?" you say as you pick up.

"Someone must have seen me. Quick, come back to pick me up!"

"No, brother, I'm not going to come pick you up. You're on your own!" you shout back. You pull the car over to the side of the road. You look at the crowbar sitting there, shudder, then get out of the vehicle. 

You begin to walk down the street away from the car. Your phone rings again. It's David. You can tell from the caller ID. But how the fuck did he get your number? 

You answer. "Are you alright?" you ask him.

"Yeah, I managed to get away from your brother. I'm on my way home right now. You need somewhere to stay?"

"You're on your own with this one, David," you say to him. "You helped a killer. I just almost got raped. Enjoy." You hang up the phone.

You call your friend Tina. "What do you want, babe? I'm in class?"

"Come pick me up and take me to your place. Had a totally fucked up day."

"Babe, I'm in class."

"Just fucking come pick me up," you begin to sob over the phone. 

"Okay, okay. Where are you? Okay, I'm on my way."

You sit at the side of the road, tears in your eyes, as you wait for Tina to arrive. Finally she pulls up in her beater car. You get inside.

"What the hell is going on?" she asks you.

"Just take me to your house. Please. Please!" Tina agrees, and she drives you to her house in silence.

The two of you get out of the car and she leads you up to her room. Tina has an amazing collection of shoes. You sit down and begin going through her closet, trying to forget about what happened as you look through her collection. 

You turn to Tina, holding up a pair of red shoes. "These are beautiful!" 

Tina looks at you and puts her hand on your shoulder. "You need to tell me what happened. Please. I'm your friend."

You lean forward and pull her into a hug. She responds by pulling you close and wrapping her arms around you. You pull back slightly and brush your lips against hers. She pulls back.

"What are you doing?" she asks.

You giggle and then try to kiss her again. She pushes you away. "What is wrong with you today?" she asks you.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you have to keep asking me that?" you shout in response.

"I'm your friend! I want to know what's going on!"

"If you're my friend then you should accept me and comfort me!" You lean forward and try to kiss her again. She slaps you in the face. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Get out of my fucking house!" she shouts. You look at her. You can feel the rage building in you. She's not a good friend. She's just someone who's pretending. She just wanted to act like a friend... she never really cared about you.

What the hell is wrong with her? Why did she even bother to pick you up?

You hit her in the face as hard as you can. Tina goes reeling backwards. "You stupid bitch!" you shout at her. The feeling that has built up throughout the day flows through you and you launch yourself at her.

Her foot catches you in the chest, and you are sent reeling back. Tina, who has not been beaten already this day, stands and pushes you out the door to her room and slams the door behind her. "Get the fuck out of my house!" she shouts at you. "I'm calling the cops on you! Get out of my house you stupid bitch!"

Fuck.

You can hear her on the phone as you look around the house for something to break down the door. You see a guitar amplifier in the living room and you grab it. You walk back to the door. You can hear her on the phone inside, and you begin to smash at the door.

"Get off the fucking phone, Tina!" you shout. 

She screams back at you. "The cops are on their way, you bitch." You smash forward with all your might, and the door collapses inward.

"Get the fuck off the phone!" you shout at her as you jump at her. She tries to kick you again, but this time you dodge. You knock her to the ground and begin to hit her in the face. You grab her by the hair and smash her head against the ground. You smash her again and again, looking into her eyes as blood begins to pour from the back of her skull.

"You stupid fucking bitch! You bitch! Why did you do this to me?"

You hear sirens in the distance.

You smash Tina's head into the ground again and again. You hold onto her hair tightly as you beat her against the floor. You can feel the rage flowing through you. Fuck those rapists. And fuck your brother for hitting David. And fuck David for being suck a pussy. 

She's not moving anymore. You look down and see that her eyes are lifeless. Your hands are covered in blood. Tears are pouring down your face. 

"Stop!" you hear. You look over your shoulder and two police officers have their pistols trained on you.

Tears are pouring down your face. You stand up and face them. "It wasn't my fault... it wasn't my fault!"

"She attacked me! I phoned you! That's my phone!" you begin to tell them. One of them steps forward.

"Get down on your knees... now!"

You kneel down in front of him. You look up at him as he goes to put the cuffs on you. "I'm telling you. It wasn't me. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault!"

He steps behind you, his hand still on his pistol.

He steps behind you and you turn, grabbing at his gun hand as he moves towards his cuffs. You move your head out of the way and then try to direct his gun towards his partner. He pushes you onto the ground, and then the gun goes off. 

You don't see where the round goes. But the the trigger is squeezed and another round goes off. The sound is loud in your ear. The cop rolls you over, and the two of you land on Tina's body. You scream. "Get off me, you piece of shit!"

You try to grab his gun away from him, but he is too strong. You're just a girl. You are screaming at him as you struggle. A shadow covers you, and the other cop is standing over the two of you. 

You see blood pouring from his stomach. You see the knuckles on his fingers as he grips his pistol, pointing it at you. You see his finger move to squeeze. Why did it have to

The End