Free Ten (My Brothers Best Friend) by Ker Dukey

straight up to my room.
    I look over the order form left on the counter from our supplier and jot my signature on the bottom. My father had everything transferred into my name for when I got out, and let Uncle Keith know I’d be running things from now on. He wasn’t happy about it, but he knew he didn’t really have a choice; this was his fault anyway. If he hadn’t given the drugs to Jonah in the first place, I would have never been sent away. Prison changed me and gave me a lot of time to get to know my father in a way I never had before.
    “Ten, are you coming?” Lisa is naked and standing at the top of the stairs, flaunting her flesh to a drooling Jude. She isn’t one for modesty, but I was going to fuck her not marry her, so I didn’t give a fuck.
    I take the steps two at a time and stop her from trying to run back through the door.
    “Like to put a show on for Jude, huh?” I tease.
    “He doesn’t get much action, so no harm in treating him to a little glimpse of what you get every once in a while.” She bites her lip. I grab her arm and pull her into me, lifting her and tossing her over my shoulder. “Ten!” she screams, giggling.
    I bring her down the stairs and over to the bar where Jude is standing, sorting change for the cash drawer. I put Lisa down on the bar and she yelps from the coldness on her naked skin. I turn her body so she’s facing Jude and reach around her waist and part her thighs.
    “She wants to give you a show, Jude. What do you think?”
    She’s wrong about Jude not getting any. He’s a dirty bastard and he’s had his share of pussy.
    “I think it probably tastes as good as it looks.” He leans forward and inhales her scent. She grabs his hair and pushes his face against her pussy. He wastes no time diving in, lifting her ass so her back rests on the bar and her head tilts off the edge in a perfect position for me. I unzip my jeans and pull my cock out, tapping her on the cheeks with it before pushing it down her throat. She’s writhing and moaning like a nympho, and I have to close my eyes so I can ignore the fact that it’s her sucking me off. My mind wanders to the earlier run-in with Alex, and the feel of her lips as I stroked away the coffee. Her words echo in my head. “We were inseparable once. How can that have changed for you so much?”
    My mind keeps me prisoner and drifts to our first time together.
    I can’t look away or deny her. We waited like we promised ourselves we would. I’d been feeling her warm, soft body up against mine for years and never stepped over the line. Kisses and caresses were all I’d allowed us, and it was torture. She was beautiful, always had been. When I stepped towards her and reached for the straps of her summer dress, the air around her crackled with relief. The only emotion on her face was wanting, her teeth pushed into her bottom lip as she nervously bit down. When her eyes clashed with mine, my heart flipped in response.
    “I’m going to go slow, and if you want to stop at any time, just tell me, okay? We can stop any time. I love you and can wait.”
    “We have been waiting. I can’t wait anymore. I need this. I want to be with you completely. I love you.” Slowly and seductively her eyes lowered to my jeans, and with a deep breath, she reached forward to un-button them. I caught her hands and smiled down at her, my eyes working hard to not roam the creamy expanse of her neck, leading down to the pert, full tits I knew hid just beneath the thin fabric of her bra. “Let’s not rush this. You only have your first time once, and I want you to remember and cherish every moment of yours.”
    Her hands dropped to her sides, and sadness lit the amber of her eyes. “Do you cherish yours?”
    “This will be the first time for me with someone I love. Can this be my first time too?”
    Her smooth hands slid over the hem of my shirt, lifting it from me and letting it drop to the floor. Her soft palm explored the skin beneath