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Holly had a miserable childhood with a mother who didn't want her and a long string
of pervy "uncles". When she comes to live with Travis and Clay on their ranch, she feels
safe and loved for the first time ever. Inevitably, she falls in love with them, and they
fall for her. Their love can heal Holly's emotional wounds, even though they are her
half-brothers and already lovers.
Holly woke, heart pounding and pussy throbbing. Another erotic dream had left her
on the verge of coming. Knowing the fantasies were forbidden and would never
happen left her more depressed than aroused. From experience, she knew she wouldn t
get back to sleep easily. With a sigh, she slid from the bed and padded from her
bedroom on bare feet.
She tiptoed past her brothers room to avoid waking them as she made her way to
the kitchen. After taking a jar of the milk she had collected from the cow by herself
yesterday morning, she poured some into a mug. She was on the verge of putting the
cup in the microwave when she heard a thump from outside. Setting the mug into the
microwave, she left the door open and went to the window to peek out. She had lived
on the ranch for five months now, but the lack of noise still bothered her sometimes.
Hearing a disturbance had her fearing cougars or bears, though her brothers had told
her there weren t any wild animals near the property.
Holly s mouth dropped open in shock at the sight that greeted her. Clay and Travis
were near the back of the pickup truck. Naked. Together. As she watched, Travis bent
Clay over the tailgate. A second later, he lubed up his dick and penetrated Clay s ass.
She shook her head, unable to believe what she saw. Entranced, she watched Travis
fuck Clay, while Clay stroked his own cock. Realizing they were speaking, she bit her
lip, torn between curiosity and caution. Part of her wanted to pretend she had never
seen her brothers having sex with each other. Another part, the part that kept conjuring
all those disturbing erotic dreams, insisted she stay.
Slowly, Holly lifted the window, making sure it didn t make a sound. Their voices
became audible when she knelt down to the opened space.
 God, that feels good, Clay.
 Tell me about it. I ve been dying for this.
Travis continued thrusting into his brother s ass.  It s been too long since we had a
loud, lusty fuck.
 She wouldn t even know 
 We ve talked about this. We have to be discreet when we re fucking in the house.
Travis sounded impatient.  Holly would freak out if she found out about us. She has
nowhere else to go. I don t want her leaving. She s too young to be on her own.
Clay sighed.  I know, Trav. He grunted as his hand moved faster up and down his
shaft.  I can t help wishing she was with us.
Travis groaned.  I know. I want her too, but that s not going to happen. We can t
even hint at how we feel.
 I know.
Holly reeled away from the window and started down the hallway. After a second,
she returned long enough to close the window and take the mug from the microwave,
dumping it down the sink. She didn t want them to know she d been in the kitchen.
In a daze, she returned to her bedroom, her mind awash in turmoil. She couldn t
process any of it her brothers were lovers, and they wanted her. She knew she should
react with disgust, maybe even fear, but her reaction was completely opposite.
Excitement made her stomach flutter as she imagined the possibilities. Knowing they
wanted her made it easier for her to accept the desire she d felt for her half-siblings ever
since she had shown up on their doorstep a few months ago. It made her feel like less of
a freak.
Late the next night, Holly gathered her courage before she knocked on Clay and
Travis s bedroom door. Without waiting for an invitation to enter, she opened the door
and stepped inside. She pretended not to notice the way her brothers jerked apart and
didn t comment about them sharing a bed when there were two in the room.
 Holly? What s wrong? asked Travis as he pulled the blanket over himself.
 I had a dream. Can I sleep with you for a while? She couldn t see their expressions
but heard Clay s soft gasp. Without waiting for a reply, she padded across the
hardwood and climbed onto the bed, between them. She scooted back the covers and
got under, lying on her side. Holly almost whimpered when she felt Travis s cock
pressing into her ass, while Clay s hard length rested against her belly.
After a moment, Clay patted her shoulder.  Do you want to tell us about your
nightmare?
She smiled slightly.  Actually, it wasn t a nightmare. I had this really sexy dream. I
was surrounded by men, and they were touching me everywhere. I woke up just as one
of them started to stroke my pu 
Travis cleared his throat.  You shouldn t be telling us this, Holly. We re your
brothers, he said in a gruff voice.
She shrugged, relishing the way their cocks had hardened further.  Okay.
 Go to sleep, said Clay, sounding like he was in pain.
Holly cuddled closer to her older brother, pleased when her oldest brother scooted
closer as well, his cock still nestled against her ass crack. She pretended to try to sleep,
letting silence lengthen for a few minutes. When they started to marginally relax, she
said,  I can t sleep.
Clay groaned.  Did you try?
 Talk to me and bore me to sleep, she teased.
 What do you want to talk about? asked Travis.
She pretended to consider for a moment before asking,  When did you two become
lovers? She grinned when they stiffened, both uttering nearly incoherent denials.
 Come on, guys. It s pretty obvious.
 That s so wrong, said Clay.
 We would never 
Holly interrupted Travis.  I don t care.
 You don t? asked Travis, clearly dropping the pretense.
 It was weird when I first found out, but I did some thinking, and it doesn t matter.
There s even a logical explanation.
 There is? asked Clay, his voice betraying how off-kilter he still was.
 I did some Googling. It s called genetic sexual attraction. When you don t grow up
with your siblings, you don t get the Westermarck effect.
 What the hell is that? asked Travis.
 It s what keeps siblings from being attracted to each other by making the other
person sexually repulsive, I guess you could say.
 This conversation is bizarre, said Clay, making her giggle.
Travis shifted, pressing his cock more against one cheek than her crack.  It makes
sense. None of us had a real family  til we met each other.
 No kidding. Holly felt a twinge of sadness. They shared a mother, but she wasn t
much of one. Travis was ten years older than her and had been taken by the state when
hhe was three. Clay was six years older and had ended up in foster care at the age of
four when their mother, Millie, had a new lover Holly s long-gone father who didn t
want kids. He d been gone the same night she d told him she was pregnant.
Holly herself had lived with their mother all her life, until a few months ago. She
shuddered, remembering the event that had driven her to run away, six weeks shy of
her eighteenth birthday, and track down the brothers she didn t know.
She shook her head, casting off the melancholy thoughts.  So, how did you end up
lovers? she asked again.
 I was living in an apartment in the city, going to college, when Clay found me. He
was eighteen and had just gotten enough information about our mother to find me.
When he showed up, I couldn t turn him away.
 I settled in and started school too. I met a girl, and we dated for a while. Clay
scooted a little closer.  She had a thing for my roommate and wanted a threesome.
 We all have different last names, so she didn t know we were brothers, interjected
Travis.  We were young, and the thought of sharing a woman was exciting.
 Except she had some conditions that she didn t tell us about until the night we were
all together, naked in bed, said Clay.  She wanted us to blow each other first, before
she d let us fuck her.
 Young and stupid, Travis reminded her.  We were willing to do anything for that
hot little pussy, so we did it and had a hot time. His cock twitched at his words.  After
she left, we were still there together, in bed.
 I confessed that I d enjoyed his blowjob more than fucking her, said Clay.
 I felt the same way. Travis sighed.  Being together just felt right.
Their words made her wet, and she squirmed in her silk boxers.  Yeah, she said
wistfully.
 When we moved here and bought the ranch a few years ago, we didn t let anyone
know we re brothers, said Travis.  That way, if anyone ever found out we were
lovers 
 They wouldn t freak out or string us up, said Clay, sounding like he was only half-
joking.  Small-town Montana might be a little weirded out by a gay couple, but they
couldn t handle a long-term incestuous relationship.
 That makes perfect sense. Holly moved her hands, hovering near their cocks.
 About the threesomes& 
 Yeah? asked Travis, sounding nervous.
 Do you still share your hard, hot cocks with any girls? As she asked the
provocative question, Holly took both their cocks in her hands, making them stiffen.
 Don t! said Clay.
 Holly, said Travis in a firm tone.
She licked her lips.  I saw you last night. I heard you. As they groaned in unison, she
said,  I know you want me.
 I think you d better go back to your room. Travis rolled away from her when he
spoke.
She blinked, stunned.  What?
Clay sat up, also moving away.  Go on, Holly. You don t really want this.
 Yes, I do.
 No, said Travis.  We can t drag you into this fucked up situation. Go to bed.
Tears burned her eyes, and she sat up. Blinded by the moisture, she somehow kicked
off the blanket and tried to make it to the foot of the bed. She was determined to be out
of their sight before she started crying, but sobs overcame her, and she collapsed at the
foot of the bed.
Travis cursed, and she stiffened when his arms came around her, lifting her onto his
lap. Clay clicked on the lamp before scooting over to sit beside them. He put his hand
on her thigh, rubbing softly.  Please don t cry, baby.
 I thought you loved me, she wailed, hating how pathetic she sounded, but unable
to deal with another rejection.
 We do. Travis kissed the side of her head.  That s why we can t do this to you.
 It wouldn t be right, said Clay.  You re too young.
 I m eighteen. She sniffed.  You were only eighteen when you and Travis became
lovers.
 You re so innocent, baby, said Travis.  We can t do that to you.
She shook her head.  I m not innocent. I m not even a virgin.
Clay stiffened.  You said Mom kept you on a short leash. We assumed you hadn t 
 It wasn t her, said Holly.  It was her loser boyfriend who wouldn t let me date. He
was always watching me. I knew he wanted&  She trailed off, shuddering.  The day I
left, he tried to make me go to his bedroom. I fought him, and he pinned me in the
kitchen. He put it in me and started& it hurt. I was never so glad to see Mom in all my
life as when she came home early from work and stopped him before he could finish.
Her brothers radiated anger, which she found comforting as she told them the rest.
 She was so angry, but with me, not him. She slapped me and told me to get out. I had
written down your address from her address book months before. I could only hope it
was current, since I knew she didn t have much contact with either of you. I d planned
to find you guys when I turned eighteen. There was no way I was staying around
Mike.
 Oh, baby. Travis rubbed his cheek against her hair.  I m sorry you went through
that. If I could get my hands on either one of those miserable excuses for humans 
Her sobbing session left her with hiccups, and she let out another one.  She never
wanted me. I knew that. She told me often enough. I thought things would be different
here. Holly twisted away from Travis, scooting toward the end of the bed.  I can t stay
here.
 Jesus, Trav. Clay s voice was full of anguish as he slid after her.
She shrugged off his hand.  I don t want your pity. I love you. Holly bent her head.
 I ve loved you since I met you guys.
 We love you too, sweetie. Clay tried touching her again.
Once more, she rebuffed him, turning her head to meet his gaze.  You don t
understand. I m in love with both of you. I ve been dreaming about making love with
you for weeks. I knew there was something wrong with me, and I was going to have to
leave if I couldn t stop. With a sigh, she added,  When I thought you wanted me, it
made me feel better about how I feel& felt. I knew it wasn t normal, but at least you felt
it too. When I found out about GSA, it all made sense. Holly shook her head.  Except I
was wrong, and you don t want me. I m sorry. I shouldn t have come here.
She put her feet on the floor and started to stand up, yelping when Travis was
suddenly towering over her, lifting her into his arms again. Holly knew she should
protest, but she snuggled against him. When he sat down, she was on his lap, his hard
cock nestled between her legs.
 We do want you, said Clay, coming over to sit beside them.
 We love you. In love, said Travis.  It s been killing us that we do. Within days of
your arrival, we admitted it to each other, and we ve kept each other strong these past
five months. God, Holly, how could we not want you?
He cupped her breast, rubbing her nipple through the thin silk. Holly moaned,
squirming. Travis s cock jumped, and she instinctively tightened her thighs to squeeze
gently. He rewarded her with a husky groan and an upward thrust of his hips.
Clay leaned forward, taking her mouth in a long kiss. A thrill shot through her when
her half-brother plunged his tongue inside her mouth. It was supposed to be wrong, but
it didn t feel wrong. It was amazing, just like it was wonderful to have proof of how
much Travis wanted her pressing insistently between her legs. She lifted her bottom
and slid down the side of his shaft as her tongue dueled with Clay s.
Clay cupped her other breast, thumbing her nipple. They tugged and rubbed in
concert, as he continued kissing her. Travis sucked on the side of her neck, and she
writhed, wanting more though she wasn t sure exactly what that encompassed.
 Can I take off your shirt? Travis asked softly, near her ear.
Holly nodded.  Take off everything, she said, continuing to thrust against his cock.
She whimpered in protest when they stopped kissing her and touching her, though she
knew it was necessary to remove her shirt. Travis dispensed with the top in seconds,
tossing it aside.
Though she was immediately bereft without the solid length of his cock, she didn t
resist when he lifted her from his lap and moved her between them, lying on her back.
As one, they bent their heads, each taking possession of a nipple. She arched her back as
they suckled.
The pleasure was so intense she couldn t open her eyes to identify who it was when
one of her brothers put his hand between her legs, stroking the outside of her mound.
She parted her thighs, and the welcome fingers slipped gently inside her slit.  Oh, god.
Whoever was stroking her clit knew exactly what he was doing. She could open her
eyes to remove the mystery, but not knowing was delicious and naughty. When she
imagined being with them, it was always both brothers, and they were more like one
entity.
Another set of lips nibbled at hers, and she turned her head to the left, recognizing
Travis by his scent and his position. His kisses were gentle and coaxing. Unsatisfied, she
buried a hand in his hair, opened her eyes, and pressed him closer to deepen the kiss.
His tongue swept inside her mouth, and she met it eagerly.
Another hand joined the first, and she arched against them. One of her brothers
circled her clit with light motions, while the other probed the entrance to her pussy. She
winced when the finger penetrated her slowly.
 Shh, baby, it s okay. You re so damned tight, said Clay.  Let me loosen you a bit,
and you ll enjoy what comes next. I promise you.
 Just relax, said Travis, lifting his mouth from hers.
Holly concentrated on relaxing, and Clay s finger slipped inside another inch. It
didn t hurt any longer, and he pulled in and out, going deeper each time, until it was all
the way inside her. She moaned when he wiggled gently. While Clay withdrew his
finger, Travis circled the slippery little nub until she was sobbing with frustration.
 Please, she begged.
As Travis pressed against her clit, Clay penetrated her with two fingers. Her eyes
widened, and she gasped in ecstasy as an orgasm swept through her, tightening her
pussy around their fingers. Tears leaked from her eyes, and they were both there in an
instant, hovering over her.
 Are you okay?
 Did I hurt you? asked Clay, his expression horrified.
She shook her head.  No. It was so good.
Travis chuckled before her brothers bent their heads to lick off the tears. Their
mouths moved across her face, meeting at hers, and she kissed both of them as they
kissed her, their tongues all joining in a writhing mass that made it impossible to
identify who owned which.
She broke away, gasping for breath.  I want you to& you know. I want it to be
different than it was with Mike.
 It will be, promised Travis, and then groaned.
 What is it, Trav? asked Clay.
 We don t have any condoms. There hasn t been a need for a while, so I haven t been
buying them. Travis looked hopeful.  Have you?
Clay shook his head, cursing.
 I m on the pill, she whispered. At their surprised expressions, she said,  I ve been
on it since I was fourteen, when I first realized how Mom s creepy boyfriends were
looking at me. I was scared of them. I knew I probably couldn t stop them from raping
me if they decided to, but I wasn t going to get pregnant.
Travis and Clay traded a meaningful look.  The only good thing that useful bitch
ever did was give birth to the three of us, so we could find each other, said Travis.
As they sat up, she stiffened a little.  Are you going to do it now?
 In a bit, said Clay.  You need some more attention first, baby.
She didn t resist when they rolled her onto her side. Holly s eyes widened when
Travis s hair brushed against the back of her thighs. Clay s head dipped lower, and she
trembled upon realizing he was going to kiss her in the most intimate way. She d read
about it and seen it on a couple of late-night cable movies, but almost dreaded having it
done, because it was so unknown.
After nudging up one of her legs to rest her thigh on his shoulder, Clay probed her
slit with his tongue, swiping it across her with broad strokes. She screamed at the
sensation, and then flinched at her own extreme reaction. Neither of her brothers
commented or rebuked her, so she let go of her fear of making a fool of herself.
Clay s tongue searched inside her crevice, as though seeking something. She and he
both sighed when he found her clitoris. She cried out as he swirled his tongue around it
before sucking lightly. Holly cried out again, this time in shock, when Travis parted her
buttocks so his tongue could slip between her cheeks to caress the puckered rosette
hidden there.  Oh, god, you can t.
He ignored her objections, much to her relief. She didn t really want him to stop.
Having Travis lick her rear cleft was so kinky she couldn t believe she was letting him
and enjoying it. It had been an automatic protest, but she had no objections now. Clay
continued working her clit as Travis thrust his tongue deeper into her back passage.
 Got a couple of fingers, bro? asked Clay against her mound, making her shiver
when his breath blew over her clit.
 Always willing to lend a hand, said Travis. His chuckle vibrated through her
cheeks, making her stomach flutter.
A second later, Clay resumed licking her clit, and Travis put his tongue back to work
as two of his fingers slipped inside her tight cunt. She could have identified them as his
even if they hadn t conversed. He had the largest hands she d ever seen, roughened
from the hard work required on a ranch, but the coarse skin provoked an amazing
response, as did the way his fingers stretched her. It almost hurt, but was too
pleasurable to cross that line.
Clay lifted his head to smile at her.  Someday soon, little sister, we re going to put
you between us and fuck you into a pile of jelly. One of us will have this pretty little
pussy, he darted down for a quick lick,  And the other will get your tight asshole.
Travis flicked his tongue rapidly inside her hole.  Do you want that?
She nodded.  Oh, god, I do. The idea of taking both her brothers, simultaneously,
frightened and thrilled her. They would never deliberately hurt her, but it sounded like
too much. Could she physically do that?
 It will be a while, love, said Travis, his lips tickling her cheeks.  You re too tight for
that right now. But we can make love to you tonight, if you want us too?
She nodded.
 Who do you want to go first? asked Clay, before he wriggled his tongue in such a
way that she came again, gasping and shuddering with the force.
 I want both of you, she said shyly after the exhilaration eased enough for her to
speak.
Travis grinned.  That can be done, but not by someone as tight as you, little lady.
 Can you take turns, one right after the other, back and forth? She blushed.  I saw a
video. She couldn t continue, too embarrassed.
Clay finished lapping her pussy cream before sitting up.  What kind of video?
 Tell us, Travis prodded.
 We re your lovers, baby. You don t have to be shy or afraid to talk to us. Tell us
what you want 
 And we ll do it, finished Travis.
Holly took in a deep breath, nodding.  The guys were on their backs, lying down,
with their cocks together and legs spread. They were lengthwise on the bed. One had
his head by the headboard, and the other was at the footboard.
 Scoot, urged Clay, pushing her gently out of the way so they could lie down as she
had described.
 What are you going to do to us? asked Travis, pretending to quake with fear.
She giggled.  The girl was sitting on top of them, holding on to the headboard, facing
the first guy. She was lifting herself off and on them, alternating.
 That sounds like torture, said Travis with a groan.
Clay helped her position herself atop him, sitting on his stomach. She gripped the
headboard, nibbling on her lip.
 What s wrong? he asked.
 I don t know who to do first. She dipped her head so that a swath of black hair
obscured her face.  I don t want to hurt either of you. I really don t have a preference.
Who should I& ?
 Do Clay first, said Travis.  Let him loosen you a bit, sweets. My cock is larger than
his, and it will hurt more.
 He s wider, not longer, said Clay with a playful scowl.
His hands on her hips helped her align with his cock, and she sat down slowly, eyes
widening as she took in every bit of his cock in a slow thrust. God, it hurt, but not as
much as the day Mike had stolen her virginity. After a moment, she lifted a bit and slid
down him again, finding the pain fading.
 My turn, said Travis.
She sat up straight, as high as she could with her knees on the bed. Travis put his
hands on her buttocks and hips to help her find him. With exaggerated care, he brought
her down onto his thick shaft, holding her in place until she was ready to finish taking
him by sitting on his cock. Holly whimpered when he was fully inside her, stretching
her even more than Clay had.
 We can stop. He sounded like the words hurt to utter.
She shook her head.  It will get easier. Already, her hips had taken over and were
riding Travis with slow thrusts.
 I want some. Clay sounded like a little boy deprived of his share of the treat,
making her smile.
 No, growled Travis.  She s mine for now. The sharing thing isn t working. You can
have her next, if she s still up for it.
 Bastard. Clay seemed torn between annoyance and amusement.  Okay, I ll let you
give her the first real fuck, since you re the older brother. She s going to need an
energetic young stud after you ve finished, old man.
 Shut up, Clay. Holly, lean back some.
She did as he asked, gasping when the change in position caused his cock to rub
more against her clit. He cupped her breasts, squeezing her nipples as he thrust in and
out of her. It wasn t going to take long for her to come.
Clay looked so lost and lonely, with his cock straining forward so eagerly, as if
seeking her.  Can I suck it? she asked softly, heat flooding her cheeks.
His eyes widened, and he was clearly pleased with thought, so his rejection was a
surprise.  No, honey. Tonight is about you.
She rolled her eyes.  Fine, well I want to suck your cock, so gimme.
 She s a bossy little thing, said Travis with a chortle.  You d better do it.
He got to his feet, awkwardly leaning down while bracing his hand on the posts,
nudging his cock against her lips. She opened willingly, taking him in as deeply as she
could. She grimaced slightly at the saltiness of the fluid dripping from the tip, but
found the rest pleasing. Having her mouth full of his cock was such an unexpected
event that tears welled in her eyes. She blinked them back before he could see and think
he d done something to cause them.
With awkward movements, she slid her mouth up and down his shaft, sucking
randomly. It was difficult to concentrate as Travis picked up his pace, pounding into
her, making her clit throb with stimulation. She continued her clumsy blowjob as an
orgasm started, making her entire body shake.
When her jaws clenched, Clay cried out. He cupped the back of her head with one
hand, pulling her closer as his cock spasmed inside her mouth, emptying warm spurts
of his satisfaction. At the same time, Travis s cock convulsed, filling her with hot spurts
of cum that hit against her insides with such force it sent her into another orgasm before
she d even come down from the previous release.
She swallowed, but lost some of his sweet nectar as it flowed from her mouth and
dribbled out the corners. Travis pulled out and rolled her onto her back beside him. He
leaned over to lick Clay s cum from her face as their brother curled up on her other side.
Looking up, she noticed the mirror on the ceiling for the first time. Eyes wide, she
saw three lovers tangled together in a loving heap. They didn t look much alike, but her
black hair blended nicely with their different shades of brown. They all shared blue
eyes, though hers were paler than theirs. There was nothing to identify them as siblings,
just lovers. It felt so right, overwhelming her with love for her family. After a miserable
eighteen years, she was finally happy, finally with men who cared about her and would
love her tenderly. By some quirk of fate, they were also her half-siblings, but it didn t
matter. Nothing mattered except being with Clay and Travis.
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