Diablo Gato

(EMI)

During any Christmas holiday, we all go to my cousin's place in Astra to celebrate Christmas as all the families come together. I have this particular cousin— he's a snack. I cannot be the only one that has crushed on their fine cousins before... LOL.

So, a few days before Christmas, we were left at home with the kids. The kids were playing outside. My cousin and I were inside. He was just teasing me and whining me all through.

We were sitting and checking something together on his phone when he leaned in and kissed me. Won't lie, I was anticipating it also because we were sitting so close to each other—too close for someone I have been crushing on.

Next thing, he started rubbing my breast. I was acting surprised at first. Next he put his mouth on my breast.Feeling his warm breath and his tongue play with my nipple I loosened up. I was getting horny already. I wanted him to stop, then he told me that he knew I wanted it—that the whole talking was camouflage.

His fingers were already inside my shorts rubbing playfuly against my pubes. He was about to start stringing my guitar, but he heard a child's noise, so he had to stop.

Later that night, he came to my room when everyone was sleeping. Because we all had separate rooms, I was alone inside. I honestly wasn't expecting him. That was when he started properly. He started fingering me. Even though it was risky, I could not stop him because I was enjoying it. Before we knew it, he had opened a condom… like, this boy came prepared. LOL. When he put the tip in, it felt like a rock had entered me.

I felt the urge to give him a blowjob, but he had a CD on and had a big dick for a 21-year-old, like mehnn, I was just 19. I was wet like a waterpark. This boy kept on smacking me. I wanted to scream, but all I could do was moan softly. After a few minutes, he cummed.

If we had known, we would have wrapped it up. But mumu us continued. He gave head, and I was about to return the favor when we heard a knock. We were rushing to dress up when my big brother, Satoshi, forcefully opened the door. He was shouting about, but we held him and started begging him as we promised never to do it again and asked him to keep it a secret between us.

"My goodness! The balls on this boy!" he shouted angrily, glaring at Aoki with the fury of a wounded dragon.

"This is my goddamn sister! Is she a toy to you?"

"Am I a joke to you?" he continued as he smacked Aoki across the face, leaving his nose bleeding with no room or right to a response.

"I invite you to my house. I break bread with you. And this is what I get in return?"

"This!??" he thundered. "This tastes like betrayal, and betrayal I do not forgive."

"Please forgive me, brother. It will not happen again," Aoki managed to squeak.

"God forgives, I don't," Satoshi responded with sudden calmness in his voice. A calmness that was too calm for comfort. Like a sea with no waves, no ripples.

By then, his guards had come to the door, ready to take orders. The rest of the family was slowly gathering but was yet to get wind of what the commotion was about.

Satoshi turned to me and said with no emotion, "For the sake of your honor, I will not mention details of what happened here to a living soul."

Then he turned back to Aoki, who was on his knees with his hands clasped in the praying position.

"As for you, coward. I would have organized a meeting between you and your maker, but death is too forgiving. For you, I have a fate worse than death."

He turned to his guards and barked at them.

"To the dungeons," he ordered while rubbing his fists like he was preparing for a beatdown.

Two burly guards, each looking like a career bodybuilder with mean-looking faces that could make an onion cry, grabbed Aoki by the shoulders, half-lifting him up in the air and half-dragging his feet, and whisked him away without uttering a single word.

"A fate worse than death," Satoshi repeated the words more to himself, followed by a hysterical, devilish laugh. "Muhahahahaha!!"

As he walked out of the room, he grabbed a full glass of whiskey from the counter in the kitchen and chugged it all down like it was water. The house fell deathly quiet.