Bob Hawkins: Doing it for brother

She screamed into the hand over her mouth and felt the palm clench tighter, mashing her lips against her tooth. Tears suddenly flooded from her eyes as she realized she was about to be raped.

"Let her go, George."

Ben!

Linda felt the hand over her mouth relax, the hand grasping her bra cup quickly yank away. She dropped to the ground, almost failing in her surprise.

"Ben!" she cried, running to him. She hugged him hard, nestling her face against his chest. Slowly she peered around at the man who had grabbed her.

"Naughty, naughty, George," Ben scolded gently. He lifted one arm about Linda's trembling shoulder and hugged her. "It's OK, kid. This is only George. He lives here."

"What?" Linda cried. "I thought this was just an empty old bed."

Ben nodded. "It was… until a couple of weeks ago. Then George wandered in here. Didn't you, George?"

The man nodded.

"I didn't mean nothing, Benny. Honest, I didn't do nothing to her."

"Yeah, nothing but rip the shit out of her blouse. Now how is she gonna explain that when she gets home, George? Is she gonna say she was looking around this shed, and suddenly some crazy guy jumped out and grabbed her and tried to rape her, George? And then is some cop gonna come out here and see if you're still living here? Lots of trouble, George. Naughty mighty naughty."

"Oh, please don't tell on me, Benny," George pleaded.

His face was gaunt, a full beard hanging in filthy strands down from his chin. His eyes were bloodshot and watery. He licked his lips constantly as he stepped from foot to foot, pleading and promising never to do it again.

Linda shuddered in revulsion at the man's appearance. To think of those gnarled hands pawing her soft young tits made her ill.

"Let's just get out of here, Ben," she whispered. She didn't want to stay in this horrible place with this vile old man another second.

Ben tightened his grip on his sister's shoulder, held her from starting away.

"You wanted to come back here, kid. Nobody told you to. In fact, I've warned you not to… lots of times. Maybe you need a lesson, eh?"

Linda pushed at her brother's chest, trying to free herself from his grip.

"Let me go, Ben," she grunted. But she couldn't break his strong hold.

"What about it, George?" Ben taunted. "Want a little virgin pussy tonight?"

He twisted Linda around and grabbed her other shoulder in his other hand, forcing her to face George. She cringed as she saw the look in his eyes. It was barely human. A thick line of drool slipped down into his beard.

Ben gripped the girl's shoulders firmly and shoved her forward. He lowered his hands to her upper arms, and pressed her elbows behind her back until they were almost touching. It hurt like hell.

"Ben, you're hurting me!" Linda complained. But she was more frightened than hurt, at the moment.

With her arms pulled so hard behind her back, Linda's breasts were thrust out and up, filling the bra cups to bursting. Her hardened nipples poked out in two sharp little points in the center of each cup.

George's watery eyes locked on those twin points, and he grunted.

"Yeah, Benny! Yeah!"

Ben stepped his sister forward a pace. She dug her heels into the dirt and pressed backward with all her strength.

"No, Ben! Please, don't let him touch me," she begged, her voice a high-pitched whimper.

Her blouse dangled open. Her breasts heaved hard, the lovely young mounds rising and falling rapidly as she gasped.

"Ben! Noooo!"

Ben forced her another step forward, and George's hands began clawing at the sides of his pants.

Ben brought his lips close to Linda's ear, brushing her beautiful long blonde hair with his cheek.

"You've been a pain in the ass lately, kid. I don't know what the fuck's got the hair up your ass, but it better stop, and it better stop right this fucking minute! You hear me?"

"Yes! Yes, Ben, I hear you!" Linda cried, nodding hard and fast, digging her heels into the soft dirt harder.

"I tell you what I think your problem is, Linda. I think you got the hots, and you don't know what to do about it. That right, Linda?"

Linda nodded again.

"I don't know, well maybe. But please don't let this monster get near me. Please!"

She winced as she felt her brother press her elbows together. Her shoulders felt like they were going to pop off her body.

"You need a little loving, kid that's all. And George here is just the man to give it to you… ain't that right, George?"

"Right, Benny! Give her to me, Benny! I'll teach her good!"

Linda burst into tears. She couldn't believe her own brother was offering her body to this filthy monster.

"Ohhh, Ben!" she cried, tears flooding from her pretty eyes and rolling down her cheeks.

"Pull out your old prick, George. Give the little lady a good look at what you got in your pants for her."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" George muttered.

He pushed down the zipper on his baggy pants and reached inside. He didn't have on any underpants. His prick came out like a limp snake long and thin and soft.

He held it in both hands and waved it at Linda's face.

"Look at the nice cock, Linda," Ben whispered into her ear. He squeezed her arms hard and shook her. "Look!"

Linda looked at the awful thing dangling in front of her face. She moaned, but she felt her cunt getting slippery with lubrication. She rolled her head loosely on her neck.

"Please, Ben, let me go," she whispered. Her eyes closed slowly and she let her head fall back against her brother's chest. Her position made her back arch more and her tits thrust out even further.

George's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw the size of Linda's boobs. His prick slowly began to grow hard in his hands.

But Ben was tiring of this game. He had only wanted to scare the shit out of his silly sister and stop her from running back here every time they came to the drive-in. She was getting too crazy for him to understand her any more, and it bothered him. Even though he was holding her like this, forcing her to look at the old man's cock, he loved her. He was doing this for her own good. For God's sake, if he hadn't followed her back here like he did, she'd be lying on the ground right now, with old George's cock ramming the shit out of her cunt. She ought to be grateful, the little bitch. Ben had to make his decision soon. George might be old, but Ben wasn't all that sure he knew how to control a man as badly in need of fucking as George obviously was.

He gritted his teeth. He had to do it for Linda's sake. And besides, she really did need some kind of loving. Not that he'd let George do anything to her, really. But maybe a little feel, maybe make her sniff a little cock, up close. Something had to be done, and Ben couldn't think of anything else to do. "On your knees, kid," he said. He forced Linda to go down to her stockinged knees. Linda moaned and kept her eyes shut, not really knowing what was happening.

"Come here, George. Give her a sniff of your prick."

George stepped forward, his cock almost straight out from his thighs. He moved close. Linda felt one of Ben's hands in her hair, forcing her head down. She opened her eyes.

The cock was only inches from her mouth!

She gulped. She gasped. She turned her head sharply away, fighting the hand in her hair until Ben gave a hard yank, forcing her to face the cock.

"You want to suck old George's cock, Linda?"

The moment froze. Ben stood behind his sister, one hand on her shoulder, keeping her on her knees, one hand in her hair, the fingers tangled in the strands, forcing her to keep her face turned toward George's prick.

George stood right in front of the pretty girl, his cock pointing toward her full wet lips.

Linda was staring at the huge long snake of a cock. Her mind was blown. Her whole body shook and quivered. All the horrible gutwrenching frustration and desire of the past months tore through her body.