I sat in my room gazing upon the little statues my grandmother would send me, one for every birthday I have had. I had 10 statues in total. I always enjoyed the peace and quiet and calm I gained from looking at the little statues. There were rabbits, foxes, bears, among other carefully crafted woodland animals. I was also hiding in her room because my older brother of 5 years had his best friend over and I didn't want the headache of listening to their loud and obnoxious conversations.
I could hear them from time to time marching up and down the hallways. Talking about music or TV shows or whatever dumb stuff they had to chatter on about. Dad had gone out for dinner that evening and Mom was staying over at her parents house. My parents were most likely splitting up from what I've been able to gather. So that meant that the boys owned the house for now and I was forced to stow away in my room and wait for the storm to pass.
Sadly the calm would not last...
My brother came barging into my room with his friend David on his heels.
'Yeah dude let's get her!' my brother Shane shouted to David.
I had no idea what was going on but it didn't sound good.
My brother snatched me from my comfortable seat and tossed me towards David.
'Hey Amber, are you still as ticklish as you used to be?' Shane asked while laughing.
I could smell alcohol. They must have found my father's stash and decided damn the consequences!
David held me out towards my brother, his strong hands not letting me break free. He was not exactly large, but he was lean with mild muscle definition. He had black hair and dark brown eyes.
Shane was also built about the same. I had noticed his muscle definition sometimes. On the other hand he had lighter blond hair and green eyes.
They both had smooth faces with strong jaw lines.
I was only about 5 foot 4 inches, and I weighed about 170. So I was short, chubby and weak against them. I feel like I have a very cute face. Dyed black medium length hair in pigtails and usually in black clothing. I enjoyed heavy music so of course adopted the fashion. I had deep dimples and a soft round face with bright blue eyes.
As David held me firmly my brother Shane began tickling my stomach and armpits, which threw me into fits of panic and laughter.
'Stop it Shane!' I pleaded. 'David, let me go!'
It only made it worse. Shane tickled faster and harder. My knees buckled and I collapsed to the floor.
Shane climbed on top strattling me and pinning my hands above my head while David now attacked with dancing fingers on my helpless body.
My shirt had ridden up some in the struggle. Shane noticed this and thought he could make things even worse for me.
As I continued to plead for my defenseless self, Shane barked orders to David to hold my arms.
As David did, Shane then raised my shirt in blinding speed up over my head to where David's hands were.
I felt very awkward to be so exposed. My round stomach and my small developing breasts. I usually had a sports bra to hide my puffy nipples and hold the little mounds I did have for a chest. It was night so I had not worn a bra and only had pajama pants and a loose and comfortable shirt. I was never exactly comfortable with my body. And this was my brother and his friend.
Shane then began to tickle my bare flesh. His hands running up my sides, over my exposed armpits and down again over my belly.
I couldn't breathe anymore. I was panicked and helpless and couldn't get free. I tried twisting and turning but couldn't break free. My brother was strattling over my hips so I had no kind of force to use.
As David tickled furiously, Shane started grinding on me. Was he trying to find a better position? I felt something bulging in his pants rubbing on my lower abdomen.
Shane was leaning down closer and closer as this attack went on. His face was very near to mine.
My eyes were mostly closed for being tickled. Like bracing for impact. But then I felt something warm and wet run up my armpit. David stopped tickling. And as I was able to calm myself I looked to see Shane was licking my armpit. Up and down. And he was grinding harder on me. He sat up and pulled off his shirt, revealing his tight chest covered in sweat.
David silently watched on as Shane then leaned down and licked my armpits again. Then moved to my chest. And started to lick my nipples.
Oh my god, I was thinking, he is my brother. What is happening? This is so weird and wrong. But what can I do?
I moved my eyes toward David for help, but to my surprise he was standing there now with his pants down. He had his penis in his hand and he was stroking it.
Shane continued to lick my body. I could feel a tingle and my juices began to flow. But this was wrong. And I needed to stop it.
'Shane please stop this' I pleaded. But he didn't even register that I was speaking.
My hands were free since David was occupied, so maybe I should try to push him off. Snap him to his senses.
I brought my arms down and pushed on his shoulders. But at that Shane violently grabbed my wrists and pinned them back over my head. He was licking my body everywhere and thrusting furiously on my abdomen. I could feel him rock solid under his basketball shorts.
He looked up at David. 'Go get Yazzy, right now.'
David looked puzzled. 'You want your dog up here?'
'Yes' Shane said as he turned his eyes to meet my panicked stare. 'Get him right now.'
