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This is my first attempt on writing a story. It has a slow build up and is linked to real life hence not a fast paced “wam bam thank you ma’am” stuff.

All characters in this story are 18 years or above when they are involved in sex.

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I’m Robina (Called by my nick Bina though), 29 years of age and living in Lahore (Pakistan). I’m only kid of my parents. My little cousin Faraz moved to live with us 8 years back (when he was 15) to attend a good school. His family is living in an agricultural town approximately 3 hours’ drive from Lahore.

My father is a businessman, not very rich but we are living very comfortably in a good house in a posh area. Ground Floor is where my parents have room and a guest room also on ground level, on upper floor, Faraz and I have separate rooms with attached baths. One bedroom is available on upper floor that is only used if we have lot of guests.

Faraz moved in and joined a school for his O levels. He is almost 6 years younger to me and our families have been pretty close. We met very often at family gatherings every now and then. His father was in Air Force but later took retirement and settled in native agricultural town.

Faraz was kinda lost when he moved in with us because he hadn’t been living away from his parents. My parents liked him a lot and they tried to take care of him as much as they could. I also did everything I could and soon he was feeling part of our family. Within six months, my parents started treating him as their own son. He has always been a little shy but cute and loving kid. I helped him in his studies and my mother would at times ask me to attend a Parents-Teachers Meeting at his school as I used to help him in his studies. He introduced me as his elder sister in school and I loved the way he presented me.

 Faraz and I became good friends and he would look up to me for whatever bothered him in life and studies. He felt that being so elder to him means I know everything and he can rely on me without having the feeling that he has to approach his own or my parents. This actually developed into a strong bond between him and me. I completed my business management degree within a year of his arrival. I started working for a multi-national company with good salary. My father bought me a good car and I was thrilled with that. I took Faraz out for a dinner when I received my first salary. We had ice cream after dinner and Faraz seemed so excited about my job and everything.

“I so want to be like you. Earning my own money and having my own car” Faraz said while taking a spoon from his ice cream cup. His face as if he is dreaming and he looked such so cute.

“haha, you sure will when you complete your education”. I responded with amusement.

“Yes, I will”. He smiled back.

Faraz was doing great in studies and has been getting “A” grades all along. I gave him whatever time I could since I came late from my job. My mother would also help Faraz if he needed help but he was doing very well at his own. Also Faraz was into sports and despite my unliking, he joined a boxing club because my father supported his choice. My father has always had a thing for such sports. Faraz was also in swimming team of his school. That made his physique pretty good with well-toned muscles.

I developed friendship with a guy Sameer working in my company. He was pretty charming and we went out for dinner’s couple of times. Later, I also had sex with him for few months before he resigned to join another job in Dubai. I was surprised that he never mentioned that to me and felt angry and sad at same time. He told me that he won’t be coming back and he enjoyed being my friend. I was pretty broken at the sudden end of my relationship.

It was probably apparent from my appearance and behavior that day that my parents noticed something is wrong. I told them that it’s just work stress. My father told my mother that it happens while working so they let me be. I went to my room after dinner. Faraz had come up with me and went to his room. I changed into my sleeping clothes (I have many pairs of lose pajamas and buttoned shirts that I wear to bed) and was sitting in front of dressing table brushing my hair and thinking about what happened to my relationship when I heard a soft knock on my door.

“Yes” I responded.

The door opened slowly and Faraz came in. Unlike usual, his face was very serious. got concerned about what’s making him so serious. I immediately turned his eastern elder sister who can’t see her brother in any problem.

“What happened to my little prince” I asked him in concerned voice while stretching out my right hand towards him to hold his hand. He extended his hand to hold my hand as we usually did and just kept looking into my eyes. He had a strange look in his eyes that I had never seen before.

“Nothing happened to me Bina aapi (appi means big sister in urdu language). But something has happened to you” He said while looking into my eyes.

I felt his eyes piercing into me. “hey, it’s just work stress you know” I gave a fake smile.

“It’s okay if you don’t wanna  tell me but I know something is wrong besides work stress” He still looking at me with those piercing eyes. First time I felt he is more sensible than I ever thought him to be.

“Give me your magic hug and I will be fine my little prince” I tried to smile again and look happy while opening my arms still sitting on the stool in front of my dressing table. He stepped forward and hugged my with his hands resting softly on my back, my head against his chest since he was standing. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him a little as I always do with him. He bent a little and kissed on top of my head but didn’t say anything. This was unlike him. He always teased me that my hair smell bad or it got into his mouth and nose or something. That’s how he always has been to me. But he didn’t say anything this time. I pulled back my head and looked up his face. Oh, that serious face without smile.

“Hey what’s with this serious face little prince” I tried to smile at him.

“What happened to you aapi? Why don’t you share it with me”.  His eyes again piercing me. Oh God, is he getting into my brains through my eyes. I sighed and got up, placed my hand on his back and walked him towards my bed. I sat down and patted beside me where he also sat down. His head turned to look in my eyes trying to find an answer from me.

I shook my head gently and said “I told you about my boyfriend right? You met him when you came to pick me up from office a month ago”

“Yes”. He replied shortly.

“He left me today” I said in a slow voice.

“What? But why?” Faraz looked at me with surprised eyes.

“He got a job in Dubai. He never told me that he was looking for that job and today he just said that he is leaving for good” I spoke in a sad tone.

“He is leaving you knowing that you love him a lot” He questioned again.

“Yes, that’s his decision and I have accepted it like that.” I said in a soft tone. My both hands in my lap with fingers interlocked.

Faraz silently placed his hand on my hands. I looked up and found his eyes looking sharply at me. I could see that his eyes had that brotherly love for me and he wanted to say words of sympathy which for some reason he couldn’t. He was trying to say something with his eyes. But I was unable to read him. He got up, planted a soft kiss on my head again and said “goodnight aapi”. He left my room closing the door behind him.

Next day I was busy working in my cubicle when I heard some noises of people running towards EXIT. A colleague told me while passing by that there has been scuffle outside our office. I also got up and walked behind my colleague because everyone seemed to be going outside. I almost freaked out when I stepped outside the main door and saw the security guys holding Faraz by his arms.

Faraz didn’t seem to be fighting off security guards. He seemed pretty calm. Then I saw that another security guard was placing a piece of cloth on face of Sameer. I almost fainted at the sight of blood all over Sameer’s face and shirt. It took me few moments to gather myself and I ran making my way through people gathered to watch the scene. I was yelling at security guards “He is my brother, he is my brother”. Security guards knew me since I was working there and they seemed puzzled at what I want from them. I reached and pushed the security guards away from Faraz. They let his arms go without resisting. Faraz stood there staring at me without moving.

“Are you alright? What happened? Why are you here at this time? I asked so many questions in a shrieking voice. Faraz stood still just looking at me and then towards my boyfriend. I got what he meant but at the same time one of the security guard said “Ma’am, this boy broke nose of Mr. Sameer”.

I was becoming breathless at that point. A colleague lady who was manager HR in my office stepped forward and told me to move inside to her office rather than making a scene here. I thought it was a good suggestion so I held left arm of Faraz and pulled him after me. Security Guards followed behind Faraz but the Manager HR told them that things are in control now. I dragged Faraz into Manager HR office and she told people to stay out and let her do her job. Manager Security also walked into her office. And a few minutes later, Sameer also walked into the office and told Manager HR that they should let Faraz go and it was just a misunderstanding. He didn’t stay there for more than 2 minutes and left for hospital.

Manager HR looked confused at what Sameer told her. She turned towards Faraz and asked him what had happened. Faraz was sitting on a chair besides me starring at the floor tiles. He kept looking down and didn’t even acknowledge that he heard Manager HR. She looked at me with questioning eyes. I could join the dots that Faraz knew Sameer dumped me without any reason and kept his Dubai job secret from me and that made him to break Sameer’s nose. I took a deep breath and told the Manager HR that its nothing related to office so we should just drop it. She looked at me quizzically and said “Ok, its nothing official but I’m just curious to know what has happened. Why and how this young boy has broken Sameer’s nose”. I thought it’s better to tell her truth rather than hiding. All office colleagues knew that Sameer was my boyfriend.

I gave her a brief reply about things between me and Sameer. She kept nodding and then she spoke in fascinated voice while looking at Faraz “Wow son, I’m so impressed that you are so protective of your sister even though she is much elder”. Faraz didn’t say anything and his eyes were still focused on floor tiles near his feet. I told Manager HR that I’m going home with Faraz. She nodded and I got up. Faraz didn’t standup. I got hold of his right arm from above elbow and pulled him, he got up mechanically and I pulled him to my car in parking area. I told him to sit in my car as I climbed into driving seat. Faraz got into passenger seat. I kept my hands on steering and then rested my forehead on my hands. I was trying to recollect myself before asking Faraz about what happened there.

After a minute or so I sat back and looked at Faraz. He was looking out from the window as if nothing has happened. He was in his school uniform and the blue blazer having school insignia on top of his white shirt. I took a deep breath and said “Ok, What was that all about?”

Faraz turned his face towards me, stared in my eyes for few seconds and then spoke slowly “Aapi Sameer broke your heart. I can’t break his heart so I broke his nose. The security guards reached too fast and I couldn’t give him more than two punches and only one kick when he fell down.”

“What? What you know about heart breaking?” I was getting loud and angry.

“I don’t know. But he made you sad and you didn’t smile or talk to me yesterday because of what he did to you” He looked like a stubborn child. I looked at his face. He was looking like a kid who was annoyed because another kid took something from him forcefully.

“Faraz, how did you get here and how you found Sameer?” I asked him while staring at him.

“I didn’t go to school today. I came here in taxi when driver dropped me at school. I was in car parking waiting for Sameer. He came out just a while back” He said in a low voice.

“You didn’t go to school because you had to punish Sameer?” For some reason a smile came onto my face without my intention. It was probably because the way Faraz was talking and his face expressions. Despite all my anger, I felt what he did was out of his sheer love for his big sister and it made me feel elated that my little bro did all this for me.

Faraz didn’t say anything but nodded his head and then again started looking out of the window. I started my car as and we went home. Mom didn’t notice that Faraz came home with me or that I was home early. I didn’t say anything and went to my room. Faraz sat down with my mom in lounge.

At dinner table my parents and Faraz were sitting when I joined. While dinner I realized that Faraz hadn’t told my parents about his encounter with Sameer. I thought it’s better to keep it if no one asked me anything about it. After a while I went back to my room where as Faraz had already left for studies. I knocked and then opened his door. He was sitting on his study chair with elbows on desk. I walked upto his bed and sat down. Faraz revolved his chair to face me.

“You didn’t tell mom and dad about what you did at my office?” I asked him with a raised eyebrow.

“No. I was not sure if you would want them to know about Sameer or not. It might have put you in awkward position. You told me about Sameer because you said I’m your best friend and you know I will keep your secrets” He replied flatly.

Oh damn…. I hadn’t told my parents about my boyfriend because in our culture its something that we don’t tell parents till we are getting close to marriage. I never knew Faraz is so thoughtful about things.

Faraz kept doing things that would amaze me in different way. He was very sensitive yet very strong and bold when needed. While I also found those cute kid expressions on his face most of the times. Time flew by and we became closer. There was hardly a thing that I hid from him or vice versa. We would never lie to each other and I felt he was my real brother. I knew Faraz so much that I was able to see at his face or in his eyes and would know what he is upto or what he wants to say. It is a weird connection till this day.

He was doing A levels final year. Now Faraz would drive me to places and my parents even stopped bothering about me because they knew Faraz was there for almost everything that I needed. I felt like missing my half self when Faraz would go to visit his parents in vacations.

I had tried to be with some guys but nothing went past two or three dates (or dinners to be specific). The guys were not anything I would want to be with. Some part of me started comparing every guy I met with Faraz. He was so young but yet so sensible and gentleman. I know Faraz was groomed by his father who was airforce officer and his habits, behavior and the way he carried himself or even the way he dressed up showed as if he is some royal guy.

Faraz was doing very well in boxing and he was going to fight in Under 19 National Boxing Championship. Parents of Faraz had gone to UK for medical treatment of our common grandfather so my parents and I were to witness his bouts. I never liked Faraz playing boxing because he would often come home with swollen face, bleeding nose, and even some cuts on eyebrows or lips at occasions but still I never told him to not play his sport because he loved it. I never understood this idea of playing a sport where you beat and bleed each other. It’s just too much for me. This was first time I saw Faraz in boxing ring. My father knew a lot about boxing so he explained what was going on in the ring. He said Faraz was an intelligent boxer as he kept his opponent running around while he was holding his place at middle of ring. His opponent clearly seemed tired by the end of 2nd round. At the end, Faraz won the match by points. This kept going on for two more days and then it was final on third day. Faraz had made it to final and both boxers were bleeding pretty badly by end of 3rd round. I was horrified by the scene because it was blood all over Faraz’s face and the referee stopped match twice during the round to get his face cleaned. My father’s face also showed concern because it was obvious that Faraz sustained serious injuries. Referee asked Faraz before start of 4th round if he wanted to continue and he chose to fight on. Near end of 4th round, Faraz seemed to have injured his right arm while he was trying to throw a hook on his opponent but instead his biceps landed on his elbow. Faraz couldn’t use his right arm after that and his opponent gave him a combination of lethal punches on face. Faraz fell down and the referee started counting. I was all tears and my father got up and left to see the coach and other management of Faraz’s team. Faraz got up to his feet before referee counted 10. The referee cleaned Faraz’s gloves and then inspected his injuries. Then I saw referee waving his hand to someone outside ring. I saw a man with doctor’s gown inspecting Faraz’s face. He spoke to Faraz and then the referee. I saw Faraz talking to referee but then the referee spoke to coach of Faraz and declared the fight was over.

In few minutes I got to know that Faraz has sustained serious injuries and the doctor declared him unfit for bout. I pulled my mother’s arm and told her that we should go and see Faraz. Faraz came out of ring and was walking on his feet but his second was holding him from shoulder. As we followed, Faraz was taken to an ambulance for evacuation to hospital. My heart was going out of all rhythms. My mother was also in tears and my father looked so worried for the first time in ages. My father took us to our car and we drove to hospital. Faraz was taken to emergency and then operation theatre. The staff told us that Faraz has got broken nose, a 3 inch cut on right eyebrow and 2 inch cut on left eyebrow, deep cuts on lips and a 2 inch cut on right cheek bone.

Faraz was shifted to a room after an hour or so and when I walked into the room, his face including eyes was all covered by bandages. I again started crying with tears. My mom held me and I saw her tears rolling down her cheeks. My father spoke to doctor about injuries. The doctor told us that the face wounds are not serious and have been taken care of and will be fine in few days. However, the apparent condition shows that there is a chance that all the punches might have done internal damage to his brain and hence Faraz needed to be examined for that. I sat on the bed near knees on faraz and placed my hand on Faraz’s hand. He immediately recognized my touch and said “Aapi you are here?”

“Yes. How are you feeling now? You will be fine” I spoke sobbingly.

Faraz was facing difficulty in talking but he managed to say “I’m ok and its just swelling and minor cuts”

I felt like shouting at him for playing this ruthless and cruel sport but remained quiet. Next day Faraz was shifted home after a brain surgeon did tests on him and declared that he was ok. After three days all bandages were gone and Faraz’s face looked horrible due to the swelling and stitches. I was so terrified by that. Faraz laughed at it and said “Aapi, I’m not a model but a boxer and this is part of the game”

“Have you gone mad? This is insane that you play a game so cruel and ruthless. You aren’t going to play it anymore” I almost shouted at him. He remained quiet. I was relieved a little because he didn’t say he will continue with his game. This was just like him. He would not say it to me if I told him something he didn’t like but he won’t refuse. I hugged him while he was half sitting in his bead against head board.

Faraz was improving fast and within two weeks he was good and stitch marks were not as visible as I thought to be. During this time, he never complained about pain or any discomfort but I still got into his room and would not leave till he was asleep. It became my habit to go into his room at night and stay with him till he fell asleep.

Faraz went to his boxing club one afternoon and I got to know from mom when I got back from work. I was not happy because I didn’t want him to. He came back shortly and I saw him wearing jeans and tee shirt. That’s not how he goes to his club and he wasn’t carrying his bag.

Still I asked him “so how was your boxing practice”

“I didn’t practice. You asked me not to because of your concerns so I won’t” He replied like a kid while looking at TV.

I sat down beside him and hugged him from side with my arm around his shoulders and kissed his temple. “Aww my little prince. Thank you so much” I chimed.

Things were going good and Faraz and I would often go out when I was not busy with something in evenings. My parents were worried about my marriage as it happens in our society. They asked me if I have someone in my mind. I told them that there is nothing of this sort. My parents told me that they have a guy in mind and a meeting was arranged. I met the guy twice and he seemed just ok. I said I’m ok with the guy and my parents made arrangements for my wedding. It all happened very fast and I was getting married in 6 weeks. Faraz took me for shopping and sometime my mom came along as well to prepare for big event. Faraz’s parents also came few days before wedding and everything was going smooth. Faraz was in my room the day prior to my wedding. He was helping me with packing my clothes and stuff. He seemed a little low.

“Something is wrong with my little prince?” I asked softly.

Faraz looked up at me and gave me a half smile “I will lose my best friend and will feel alone. But I’m happy that you are getting married”

I moved near him, held his arms and made him to face me. Hugged him tightly, and gave a peck on his cheek. He looked so cute that I felt like squeezing him which I did. He was now taller than me. I was 5 feet 6 inches while he was getting near 6 feet tall now. So I had to rise on my toes to place peck on his cheek.

Before I knew, I was married and moved to my new home. I visited parents every few days and my husband Amir’s house was just 30 minutes away from where my parents were living. Faraz was so happy every time he saw me. After two months or so, I found out that my husband is still continuing with his affairs and he would stay out once or twice every week on pretext of business travelling. I confronted Amir on this and he accepted that he has two girls and he also said he won’t stop going to them. Amir said it was upto me to decide if I want to stay with him or not. I packed my bags and called Faraz on his cell phone to pick me up. Faraz was alarmed because of my sobbing tone. He wanted to know if everything was ok but I told him to come over as soon as possible. I was little startled when Faraz called me after about 20 minutes that he is outside waiting for me. I wondered how he reached so fast. I called him inside and he looked at me quizzically when he saw my 4 bags next to main door. He didn’t say a word, just looked into my eyes and probably that weird connection told him something and he picked up three bags while I dragged the fourth one out. Amir was nowhere to be seen so I left with Faraz. He stopped in front of a restaurant we both visited frequently and said “I’m hungry and want to eat my favorite chicken handi (desi food made of chicken and herbs), if you are ok with that Aapi”

It was no way an occasion I would want to eat out but I could not say no to Faraz so I just nodded. We sat on a table in a corner and ordered food. We didn’t talk until food was brought. Faraz was eating while I was just playing with my folk lost in my thoughts.

“Aapi, we are still best friends?” Faraz asked looking at my face. I looked at him and saw the same piercing look in his eyes that make me think that he is studying my thought process.

“Ofcourse” I replied trying to break his gaze.

“What Amir did to you?” He kept those piercing eyes on me.

“What?? When did I mention Amir did something to me?” I was almost choking.

“You didn’t. But I can guess that” He said softly.

“Since when you have become old enough to guess about my relationship and its problems” My tone was sharp.

Faraz kept silent for a moment and then looked directly into my eyes. I tried to look away but I felt I was caught. “It’s ok if you don’t wanna tell me about it. Just that I felt we were still best friends” His typical kiddish way of saying things.

I took a deep sigh. Faraz had a sad look on his face.

“Ok, Amir has been cheating on me. Not with one but with two girls” I said somewhat irritated.

Faraz didn’t say anything. He just ate for a minute more and asked the waiter for bill. We left and reached home in silence. At home, I least wanted my both parents to be sitting in lounge but they were there. Faraz shifted my bags inside and sat quietly while my parents were asking me what and why things. I told them briefly and then left for my room. I was heartbroken and feeling bad that I wasn’t enough for Amir and probably that’s why he kept going to other girls. I was losing my confidence in myself and was thinking that something is terribly wrong with me that made Amir cheat on me. I also recalled occasions when I was not happy with Amir because I wanted him to behave like Faraz. It was damned thoughts of my little brother and comparisons I made that made me push Amir into cheating me. I was mad at Faraz now. I didn’t go downstairs for dinner. Faraz knocked and came into my room to get me for dinner.

“You have ruined my life enough. What else you want from me. Just go away” I shouted at Faraz.

He seemed stunned at my words. His face expressions changed as I kept staring at him while I was half sitting in by bed. I saw his face getting saddened… tears building up in his eyes… he kept looking at me for some moments and then spoke in a very low and hardly audible tone “Please tell me… What wrong I have done to you or Amir?”

His expressions started to have effects on me and my heart started melting yet again. This is what he always do to me. I didn’t have a clear answer to his question but I knew it’s the way he has been treating me that makes me feel that other guys don’t treat me well. I kept staring hard and repeated myself “can you leave me alone. I don’t need your sympathy and affection right now”

I could see his tears swell and start to roll down from his eyes when he turned away and left my room closing the door behind. I tried to control my temper and slipped down in bed to try to sleep. My mother came to my room hardly few minutes after Faraz left. She sat on my bed and kissed my forehead. “Things happen in life Bina. Doesn’t mean we stop living. And you know Faraz has also gone to his room without eating saying that he isn’t hungry”.

Oh God, again Faraz. Why everyone is so obsessed with Faraz. Not concerned as much about my life getting ruined but concerned that Faraz is not taking dinner. I refrained from saying it aloud and just told my mom that I’m not hungry and want to sleep. She left at that.

I remained awake that night and kept thinking about things that happened between me and Amir. I realized and felt sorry that I threw some shit on Faraz for no reason. It was true that Faraz treated me like no one else ever treated me but it was because he was my little brother and he loved me a lot and I loved him as much. I also concluded that Amir married me to satisfy his parents (as happens in our society) and to get financial support from my father to expand his business.

It was 3:00 AM when I saw clock. I got up to get water and realized that I’m feeling hungry as my stomach was making sounds. I was about to go downstairs when I realized that Faraz also didn’t take dinner and he must be feeling hungry. But then he must be asleep at 3:00 AM. Nevertheless I slowly opened his door without knocking, as it would have woke him up. He was lying on his side facing the wall. His side lamp was switched on making the room lit softly. I stepped on carpeted floor without making any sound and sat down on edge of his bed. I felt sorry for what I said to him. I kept my hand on his shoulder and bent down to kiss his head. He turned his face slowly to look at me. His face reminded me of his childhood cuteness. “You aren’t asleep?” I asked softly.

He just shook his head and turned his head to look at the wall. I saw the sadness and agony in his eyes when he had looked at me for few moments. I hated myself for doing this to him. I had thrown my frustration on him for no reason and it wasn’t justified. I was feeling worse because Faraz didn’t say a single word in protest. I slid behind him in bed and rested my back against head board. Faraz didn’t move a bit. I started combing his dark brown hair with my fingers.

“I’m really sorry Faraz” I said in a slow voice while my fingers still combing his hair.

Faraz turned his head, looked at my face and then turned himself to lie on his other side. His head still on pillow near my hips but his arm extended over my body just above knees. He remained quiet for few moments and then said in a low voice “It’s because of Amir. He gave you all this frustration”.

I wondered why he is not angry with me but taking it that its Amir’s fault that I howled at Faraz. Why this guy never shows his anger or frustration to me. He finds an excuse for my wrongs.

“Its ok Faraz. I will get divorce” I spoke in decisive tone.

“But still he has ruined your life” Faraz spoke without looking at me.

“Forget it for now. Let’s go down stairs and eat something. My stomach is crying loud now” I tried to laugh a little.

Faraz nodded and I got up followed by Faraz. We came down stairs in kitchen and I took out bread and chicken spread to make sandwiches. We sat down on dining table making sandwiches. Mom walked in and saw us sitting there.

“So you two thieves are stealing food at 3:30 AM in morning. You want me to warm something more for you” Mom suppressed her surprise and tried to be cheerful.

I shook my head and looked at Faraz. He looked at mom and said smilingly “please do that or else I will keep eating sandwiches till breakfast”. Mom laughed and started looking in refrigerator to get us more food. It seemed she was happy that we were downstairs looking to eat while forgetting the problems of yesterday. We ate and then left to our rooms.

I woke up very late and it was already noon. I came down and discussed things with mom and told her that I want divorce. She agreed and told me that she will talk to my father and get the lawyer moving.

Faraz was around me more and was taking me out to mall for shopping or dining or just for ice cream. I knew he wanted to keep me happy and cheered up. I was also trying to forget about my marriage. I had resigned from my job when I was getting married. I didn’t feel like working now and there were no financial problems so I was staying home.

Faraz was done with finals of A levels and planned to visit his parents. He asked me to accompany him and I was thrilled. We packed and loaded up in my car and left. Faraz was driving and he kept talking enroute about places we were passing by. We reached and Faraz was so excited to meet his parents. We settled down in our separate rooms and first few days passed while Faraz showed me around the farms and cattle. We also visited the “Head Works” on river about 30 minutes from his town. I stayed there for almost two weeks despite the fact that initially I wanted to stay for one week only. It was awesome to spend whole day roaming or chatting away with Faraz on my side. My Uncle and Aunty laughed at seeing us together so much.

We came back after two weeks as Faraz had plans to take up some IT certification courses. Now I felt I was more close to Faraz then ever and it seemed my day was colorless if I don’t see to hear him around me. I didn’t take much notice of it but it did came to my mind every now and then.

I wasn’t very particular about my dress around Faraz but I was getting more careless. It was not that he saw me nude but my night shirt buttons were not always closed at top and while doing one or other thing, I showed him the cleavage of my 34C breasts. I knew that occasionally Faraz did see at my cleavage but then would turn away his eyes. I liked him so much for being such a gentleman. I loved the way he behaved around me. Always caring and always treating me with so much honor and dignity. He was my little prince whom I always loved.

That day, my father came home and told us that Amir has signed all divorce documents and lawyer is finalizing formalities to complete the process. I felt relieved that evening. At night I was sitting in bed with Faraz and we were chatting about things.

“Hey little prince, why don’t you have a girlfriend? I see that you are always around me and not looking for girls your age. You must have pretty class fellows and others around at your IT institute” I asked teasingly.

Faraz blushed a little and shrugged his shoulders. I never asked him about his interest in girls earlier.

“Oh come on bro. Don’t tell me that you aren’t interested in girls. Or maybe you like boys?” I again teased him.

“Noooo aapi. I’m not into boys at all. Just that I haven’t liked a girl yet” He frowned.

“And what kind of girl you are looking for my little prince?” I asked him while poking softly in his ribs.

“Just a girl like you” Faraz blurted.

I felt a 440 volt electric shock. I have been looking for a man like Faraz and he is looking for a girl like me!! Seems we have been so much into each other that our lives are intertwined. This isn’t good. I looked at Faraz and he didn’t seem to realize what he said really means. I preferred to not probe him further or talk about it. We talked some more and then said our goodnights and I left his room.

After a few days, I was again sitting with Faraz watching a movie in his room on his LCD TV mounted on wall. We were both sitting with our backs against head board and legs stretched out. I was sitting towards wall while Faraz was towards the side table. He grabbed a pack of chips from his side table, opened it and offered to me. I shoved my hand in pack and pulled out some chips and started munching. He got engrossed in movie and didn’t take any chips. I waited for few minutes and then pushed him with my right shoulder against his left shoulder and brought my hand up to his mouth. He opened his mouth when he saw two chips slices in my hand and I shoved them in his mouth. He smiles and said thanks. After few minutes I again took some chips from pack and pressed them on his mouth. I knew his mouth wasn’t open but I just pressed those chips and they were crushed into small pieces and fell down on his chest. He turned his face towards me and just smiled. No reaction and no protest…. Just a smile. What’s with this guy… I wondered. I only realized what was on his mind when I felt his hand rising like a flash and he pressed some chips on my chin instead of my mouth to make sure that they are crushed and fall on my chest just like him. The difference was that Faraz was wearing a round neck tee shirt and the crushed chips didn’t bother him where as I was wearing my buttoned front night shirt and the mess landed on my exposed chest and travelled down my cleavage and my boobs.

I sat upright and started cleaning my chest while Faraz started laughing. I looked at him pretending to be angry and then opened the top button to have better access to clean the pieces of chips. Faraz took some tissues from his side table and sat upright besides me while giving me those tissues. Now he could see large part of my bare chest, some boobs and my bra. He all of a sudden stopped laughing. His mouth was half open and he was staring at my bare chest and whatever part of boobs was visible.

I took tissues from his hand and taunted “What? You haven’t seen a girl’s boobs before?”

Faraz turned away his gaze and his face turned red at my question. He kept silent. This was so like him, not talking and just making me know things from his body language, face and eyes. He told me that he didn’t have girlfriend so it was obvious that he hasn’t seen a real women’s body naked. A naughty thought rose on my mind and I decided to tease him more.

“So you really never saw any woman’s naked chest?” I pushed him with my shoulder.

“No” was his short reply. He was getting uncomfortable with my questions and I knew that but I wanted to play and tease him.

“Never in real I suppose. You must have seen in movies?” I inquired with a naughty smile.

“Yes, saw in movies” He replied in low tone while looking towards TV but I knew he isn’t watching TV but thinking about accidently watching my bare chest. I cleaned my chest and closed my top button. I placed my arm on his shoulders and spoke near his ear in a soft and low voice “Chill out buddy”.

He looked at me smiling this time and nodded his head. He again rested his back against head board and I followed suit. We were again watching movie. The movie finished in few minutes and next movie was of my flavor, what we call chick flicks. Faraz was not interested in that movie and he said he is feeling sleepy. I told him to fall asleep and I will leave when I’m done with the movie. The light and sound of movie isn’t a problem for Faraz because he is a heavy sleeper. Once he is sleepy and wants to sleep, nothing can deter him.

He said goodnight to me, turned on his side with his back toward me and slipped down while pulling up the blanket. I adjusted the blanket on Faraz and I as it was stuck at my feet when he was pulling it up. Faraz was sleeping in few minutes when I looked down at him. He looked so cute in his sleep. His lips open slightly and the soft expressions of his face. I adore love this guy next to me, I love everything about him I realized.

The movie ended well past midnight. I was also feeling sleepy and didn’t want to leave the warm bed and the warmth coming from his body was making me feel cozy. A part in my brain stopped working and I decided to sleep in his bed… with his warmth.

I was missing the body touch of a man for so long now but I didn’t want to get into any relationship for now. With these thoughts, I slid down on my back under the blanket and fell asleep while staring at ceiling. I woke up sometime and found myself hugging Faraz’s back. It was like spooning and felt so good. I wrapped my arm on his body and clung to him tightly. Faraz was deep asleep and his breathing was smooth and rhythmic. I fell asleep again in warmth of his body.

I again woke up near morning and found myself facing wall with my back towards Faraz. I shifted myself to face Faraz again and saw that he was now sleeping on his back facing ceiling. I draped my arm on his chest and hugged his side. Then placed my upper leg on his thighs and felt the touch made me feel too good. I bent my upper leg from knee and pulled it up a little to only notice that my thigh was brushing his hard cock. I could make out from his breathing that he was in deep sleep and had an erection in sleep. I had never thought about his cock but now my thigh was touching his hard cock.

My brain was not thinking straight. My hand moved slowly and I touched his hard cock lightly with my palm. I could feel the hot cock through his lose long shorts. He wasn’t wearing briefs under his shorts and his cock was pointed towards ceiling. I wrapped my hand around his cock without thinking and was awed at its hardness. It wasn’t extra ordinarily long or thick but it was pretty good by all means. Suddenly my brain clicked and I felt ashamed at what I was doing. I removed my hand and slowly got out of the blanket and left his room quietly. I came to my room and got under the blanket but I couldn’t sleep. I was ashamed to feel that my panties were wet because of touching my little brother’s hard cock. I realized I hadn’t masturbated for more than a week and probably that’s the reason I was getting horny with my little bro.

I saw the clock and it was near 5:00 AM. I pushed down my pajama and removed it under my blanket. Then I removed my panties and opened the buttons on my shirt and pushed up my bra and cupped my boobs with both hands. My nipples were already hard. I squeezed and pinched on my sensitive nipples. My wetness was already flowing between my legs. I slowly moved my right hand towards my crotch. I always keep my pussy shaved as it gives me a feel of neatness and softness between my legs. My fingers slightly touched my clit and then moved down in the slit between my pussy lips. Pushed my finger into my wet hole and moved it slowly.

My brain drifted to the feeling of Faraz’s hard cock without my intentions. I tried to get rid of those feelings but just couldn’t help my brain drifting back to those thoughts. I moved my other hand towards my crotch and started rubbing my clit with fingers of other hand while pushing two fingers of right hand in my pussy hole. I started fucking myself with two fingers harder. I felt the pleasure running in my blood and then felt my orgasm rising all over my body. My muscles started twitching and felt my pussy contracting around my fingers. I don’t know what made me cum so hard so fast that I was breathing hard for a long time with sensations running in my body. I kept lying like that for some time and then wore my panties and pajama, adjusted my bra and buttoned my shirt. I drifted to sleep to wake up late in morning.

The day passed without any event. However, my thoughts kept going to the feel of Faraz’s hard cock in my hand. I tried to get rid of those thoughts but just couldn’t. In evening, I was again with Faraz in his room debating on which movie to watch. Faraz had a DVD player as well in his room and he has his stock of CDs in one of the study table drawer. Faraz as usual wanted to watch an action movie where as I wanted some comedy. I was sitting on his study chair while he was sitting on edge of his bed.

“Ok, its final that I will decide what to watch” I chirped while watching Faraz with puppy eyes.

I knew he won’t object at the end and he just nodded without saying anything. I opened the drawer to select a movie and Faraz jumped from bed and hurriedly started fumbling with CDs. I was surprised because he seemed to be worried about something. And then I saw some CD covers that made me realize why he was worried.

It was not porn but certainly something with nudity as evident from the covers. I jumped to grab the CDs from his hand and could only snatch one from his hand. Faraz tried to snatch it back but I held the CD tightly against my tummy and could see the helplessness on his face as he didn’t want to use force against me. I knew I wouldn’t be able to fight him off if he used little bit of his strength. I used this to my benefit.

“Aapi please give me my CD back” He looked at my face helplessly.

“Why? What so special about this CD that you are ready to fight with me for it” I smirked.

“Oh come on please. Don’t do this to me. Its just a movie but we can’t watch it together” He said hesitantly.

“Is it porn” I inquired giving him surprised look.

“Nooooo” he shrieked.

“Then why can’t we see it together?” I smirked.

“It just has some love making scenes” He answered while looking at floor.

“Well, I’m not a kid that you think will be spoiled with those scenes. I’m much elder to you and have not only seen but done a lot more then you” I taunted him.

Faraz just shrugged helplessly while putting the CDs in his hand back in the drawer and went back to sit on the bed. He was avoiding looking at me though. It was the way Faraz was… shy and cute.

I inserted the CD I was holding in the player and climbed into bed. Faraz was still sitting on the edge with legs hanging down. I patted the place beside me for him. He climbed up without looking at me and sat with his back against head board similar to the way I was sitting. I was holding the remote controls of CD player and TV so I played the movie. I placed my hand on Faraz’s hands which were crossed in his lap and asked him curiously “so why you don’t have a girl friend? I’m just curious because you are handsome and cute guy. Any girl would want to be with you”

“I don’t want any girl aapi” Faraz said while looking at TV.

“Then what exactly are you looking for my little prince? You know you can tell me” I smiled at him.

“I’m friends with some class fellow girls but they are not sensible, caring and pretty like you” Faraz blurted still looking at TV.

Oh shit, it was again a reminder. I was looking for what to say. Faraz was looking for a girl like me!! I gathered my thoughts, placed my arm on his shoulders and spoke softly “You know you are not looking correctly my little prince. I saw some of your class fellows who are much prettier than me. However, you can’t expect girls of your age to be mature like me because I’m 6 years older to you.”

“Hmm…” was his only response.

“I can help you in getting a good girlfriend. You know I will do anything for you my little prince” I teasingly spoke in his ear.

He looked at me and just stared into my eyes… the same piercing eyes digging deep down inside me. I just shrugged my shoulders and looked towards TV. The scene was a boy and girl taking shower together. Faraz also looked at TV and I could feel he was getting uncomfortable in watching naked couple in my presence.

“Hey, don’t be so shy. This is what people do to express love and affection when in a relationship” I smiled to make him comfy.

“I’m not shy. It’s just that you are sitting with me” He spoke in a low voice while looking at his hands in his lap.

“Aren’t we best friends? We share everything with each other” I smiled at him.

“Not everything aapi. You are my elder sis so it doesn’t feel right” He again spoke in a low voice.

“Oh come on Faraz. We are best friends besides being cousins so get over with your shyness” I again smiled and pulled his cheeks with left hand.

“Okay” was his only reply.

But he did start to look at TV. The couple was now having sex in the bath tub with girl sitting on top of the boy. The private parts were not being showed but just the naked upper bodies visual and with moaning sounds implying that they were having. The scene was giving me tingling feeling in stomach. I was just wondering why I was pushing Faraz to open up with me which I never did in past. I was also feeling little awkward that I was watching a sex scene sitting in bed with my little brother. My right thigh was touching his left thigh and this wasn’t appropriate at all. My mind scorned me.

The scene ended implying from sounds that the couple had their orgasms and then the scene changed to something else. I felt relieved for some reason. I thought it’s better to leave right away before another such scene starts. I tried to get up and get down the bed for which I had to cross over the body of Faraz. I placed my hand on his thigh to get support and he jerked as if hit by electric shock. I climbed down ignoring his reaction, stood on floor, kissed Faraz on forehead and said with a wink “I’m going to sleep early tonight. You enjoy the movie alone comfortably and have fun”.

“Aapi, ummm…  it… it’s not like that.” Faraz stammered.

“Its fine little prince. I’m just little sleepy tonight. Goodnight” I smiled and left his room. I fell asleep shortly after getting into my bed.

Next day we had dinner outside since my parents had gone to Karachi for three days due to my father’s business. We came back late night after roaming in a mall to spend time. It again reminded me that I felt so good in company of Faraz and he was such a gentleman when it comes to dealing and being around me.

Once home, I told Faraz that I will be joining him in his room and he should choose a movie. We settled in bed and Faraz, as usual, chose an action movie. It was around 1:00 AM when the movie ended. Faraz wanted to watch another movie since he wasn’t feeling sleepy. I told him I will make him fall asleep so he slid down in bed and was lying on his back facing ceiling. I also slid down in bed and was on my right side with right hand under my head with elbow touching his shoulder. I moved my left hand and started combing Faraz’s hair with my fingers.

We were both quiet and I wanted to make him fall asleep. After few minutes I felt that Faraz is falling asleep because of his breathing pattern. His eyes were closed so I stopped combing his hair with my fingers and placed that same left hand on his shoulder. His arms were across his chest. I didn’t feel like leaving so I decided to sleep with him. The thought of sleeping in his bed brought back the feeling of his hard cock against in palm. I immediately started getting wet between my legs. It wasn’t good to think like that about my little bro but I couldn’t help it as it felt so good and the pleasure of only the thoughts made me think more about it. I waited for some time so that Faraz was in deep sleep.

I knew he won’t wake up from his heavy sleep. I moved closer to him and hugged his side. My arm across his chest over his arms and my left leg on his thighs bent at knee. I snuggled my face in his shoulder and closed my eyes. The fragrance of his body and deodorant was so nice to feel, rhythm of his breathing was like lullaby. I fell asleep in those thoughts. I woke up sometime later and my right side felt little numb so I changed side and faced towards wall away from Faraz. He was still sleeping on his back. I again drifted into sleep.

I woke up again to feel that Faraz was facing my back now and we were in somewhat spooning position though his body wasn’t touching mine a lot. Just his bent knees were touching my lower thighs and his hand slightly brushing my shoulder where it was in contact with bed. I felt I wanted him to spoon me but he was in his usual heavy sleep. I slid a little back to touch more of his body but it didn’t work. His right arm and hand touching my shoulder was keeping me away. I moved my arm to grab his hand and draped it around my body, his hand on my tummy. I slid back and this time my back was touching his chest and my buttocks touching his tummy and slightly bent thighs. I was wondering if his cock is erect but some part of my brain was keeping me from pressing my body further back to feel it.

It was still a great feeling lying with him in this way so I remained in this position while my hand was placed on top of Faraz’s hand on my tummy. After a while I crossed my fingers with his fingers with my hand still on top of his. I closed eyes and tried to feel that goodness in warmth of his body. I was lost in those thoughts when the alarm went off on Faraz’s cell phone.

 I didn’t feel like moving or letting him go so I gathered courage to remain in that position. Just when his mobile phone alarm was sounding, his side table clock also went off. Faraz was using two alarms because of his heavy sleep. He started to stir because of all the noise those two alarms with making. I could feel slight movement in his body. I felt his body jerking when he came to his senses and found himself hugging my back.

“Good morning little prince” I chimed

“Good morning. Sorry, I didn’t… didn’t know you were here and… and… sorry” He stammered and tried to get away from me. He turned his body and switched off both alarms and kept lying facing ceiling.

“Little prince, you can come back to same position. It was good to have your warmth. It kept me from feeling cold.” I smiled over my shoulder. He looked towards me and seemed little lost in thoughts. After few moments, he turned towards me but kept some distance from my body.

I shifted myself to push against his body. He didn’t make any movement. I again held his hand and brought it back on my tummy. My back was touching his front this time and I felt a new pleasure in the touch of his body.

“So how was your sleep?” I asked softly

“Very good” He spoke as his breathing was heavier.

“I slept very well too because of your warmth, my little prince” I smiled over my shoulder.

I could feel that his body was stiff and he wasn’t comfy with this cuddling but I felt I have to make it normal for him. We were in that position for few minutes when I felt a little poke against my upper butt. I could make out that I was giving him hard on and I liked being a bad girl on this thought. Faraz got up immediately and entered attached washroom without saying a word. I stayed in his bed instead of going back to my room. Faraz came back after 15 minutes or so and he had a towel wrapped around his lower body. He seemed startled to see me still in his bed while I was looking directly at him. He wasn’t expecting me to be still in his bed. It never happened before. But I was bent upon changing things because I like this new “bad girl” in me.

Faraz shrugged his shoulders and grabbed his clothes from cupboard and went back to bathroom to change. I got up and left for my room. Faraz went for his classes and I supervised maid since mom wasn’t home. We had pizza delivered at home that night and then we left for his room.

Faraz tried to watch the movie but that day I was keeping his mind occupied with my talks about this or that. He was still watching movie when I slid down in the bed, adjusted my pillow and cuddled against Faraz while he was half lying with his back against head board. I wrapped my left arm around his thighs and placed my leg bent at my knee on top of his just below knees. I again felt his body stiffening. But I had decided to loosen him up. I stayed there without moving or talking for few minutes. His body relaxed when I didn’t do anything else. I was getting success in what I was doing.

I was pretending that I have fallen asleep just to make Faraz more comfy. He did feel comfortable when I didn’t talk or move for some time. The movie finished and Faraz switched off TV with remote and then He shifted little to place remote on bed side table and to switch on table lamp. I left my body lose so that Faraz doesn’t know I’m awake. He slid down in bed on his back facing ceiling. My hand was earlier on his thighs so when he slipped down, it went down further and then fell between him and me.

Faraz made no move to touch me. I moved my body a little as if I awakened due to his body movement and then placed my arms around his chest. His arms were already there on his chest. I lifted my head to look at his face with sleepy eyes. Gave a peck on his cheek and pushed his arms from his chest and placed my own arms there as if it was my territory. I also draped my leg on top of his thighs near his groin. I knew it might give him erection but I wanted to feel it. I was now cuddling with faraz and my leg over his thigh moved couple of times and I could feel his cock getting hard.

His body tensed once again because he knew his erection was touching my thigh. He started moving and decided to face away from me. I didn’t want this to happen. But before I knew, his back was against my front and I tried to pull him closer but it was against his back.

I lifted my head and murmured near his ear “Why you facing away from me?  Don’t like to see me or you trying to hide something from me?”

“Uh.. no, no… not that I don’t like seeing you. Just… just that I thought you will be more comfy like this” He made an excuse while stammering.

I knew I was having effects on him and I decided to play with him.

“So you like spooning as you were hugging my back this morning?” I said playfully.

He remained quiet.

“But it does feels great when you spoon me, little prince. So… spoon me please” I cooed in his ear and then rolled my body to face towards wall. Now my back was against his back. He didn’t respond nor moved.

“I’m waiting Faraz… It feels so much better and I sleep so well when you spoon me.” I pleaded over my shoulder.

He thought for few moments and then I felt his body shifting. He faced my back but was keeping some distance between him and me. I grabbed his hand and wrapped his arm around me with his hand on my belly.

“This is how you spoon, little prince” I chimed and slid my body back against his. His body stiffened but he didn’t move. Then his body relaxed and I felt his arm pulling me against him. I smiled inwardly on this little success in getting him accustomed to my touch.

My hair was in a ponytail and the way I was positioned now, I could feel his warm breath near my neck. In few minutes I moved my body further back into Faraz and my buttocks pressed against his crotch. I felt he was already erect. He jerked and pulled his crotch away from me.

“What happened” I looked over my shoulder with a smile. I knew but I wanted to play with him.

“Ah… nothing. I think I should keep some distance to avoid bothering you aapi.” He said in a worried tone.

“You won’t bother me if you hug my back tightly little prince. And don’t worry about your hard thing poking me. It’s anatomical thingy and I fully understand that it happens without your intentions” I smiled over my shoulder as I continued trying to make him comfortable.