Incest/Taboo The Abandoned Son

"Joshua," Martha said as she stood in the doorway to his bathroom. Smiling as she heard his sigh over the sound of his shower. "I heard about tonight," she said her white dress shirt growing damp in the steam. Her brown skirt became taut as she leaned against the sink basin, crossing her legs her white silk stockings detailing her shapely legs. Loving the feel of the cool marble underneath her ass and the soles of her feet.

"Yea what about it," Damien said unaware how his mother's eyes ran down the distorted naked image that filtered through the bubble glass shower door. Watching as he lathered his body biting her lip as he paid extra attention to the area she knew would soon be returned to her.

"Only that I wanted to thank you for going along with them," Martha said silently taking the towel that hung on the shower door. "Its that with everything that their father has done to them I'm glad that they have you," she said hiding the towel behind her back. "I haven't seen Amber so happy in such along time I nearly forgotten my daughter's beautiful smile."

"Oh hmmm I see now," Damien muttered to himself as he lathered his midnight shoulder length hair. Wondering just what their father did to Amber to cause her to close in on herself. "Martha can I ask a question without you getting angry," he asked reaching for the towel to dry his eyes.

"Yes what is it," Martha said hiding her mirth as she watched his arm looking for that soft towel that he knew hung on the door.

"Has Amber been assaulted before," Damien asked shutting off his shower. Slightly opening the shower door reaching behind the wall cursing at himself that he forgotten to replace the towel. "Close your eyes."

"Why we have seen each other naked Joshua we did have sex just the other day. Don't you remember bending me over ramming that fine cock deep into my hot wet pussy," Martha said smiling wickedly. Watching his cock growing as he thought about that night, how she moaned as Damien spanked her ass as her cunt milked his cock. "To answer your question her father use to beat her that was why we showed up on your doorstep." Helping him directing his blurry eyes and fumbling hands to find their home on her awaiting bosom. Moaning softly as his hands kneaded her breast.

"That's not what I meant Martha," Damien said leaning forward drying his face between her cleavage.

"Hey my chest is not a towel!"

"That's what you get for taking my towel," Damien said pinching her nipple feeling her body shudder underneath him as he reached behind his mother.

"So why did you ask about if that wasn't what you meant?"

"Just a feeling I have," Damien said over his shoulder as walked into his bedroom. Looking through his armoire for the right outfit for this outing. Tossing the leather jacket onto the bed Damien never went anywhere without it, due to the numerous hidden compartments he had installed into the garment. Well he didn't think he'd be needing his .40 caliber Glock pistol nor the throwing dart's tipped in neurotoxin for a party the jacket was still conformable even in the height of the summer. Wondering how his sister's would view his own take on the James Dean look, albeit if a little darker then what the man was before Little Bastard killed him.

"Joshua tell me I need to know," Martha said, taking him by the arm as the plain white t-shirt landed softly on his bed.

"Have you not noticed how she carries herself," Damien said arching an eyebrow wondering where was this forceful, protective side when he was with her. "The way she hides herself in those baggy clothes to hide her sexuality, the way her body language screams out that something more than beatings took place?" Martha sank onto his bed her mind racing back to four year's ago when she had to constantly yell at her daughter to cover her scantly clad body. Then all of the sudden like a switch being flipped dressing like a woman would back in the 1950's.

"Why didn't I see it," Martha whispered her hands shaking thinking she had failed to keep her daughter safe.

"Mom," Damien said his tongue felt strange calling her that as he lightly touched her shoulder. "I'm not saying something happened to her but I just get that feeling."

"Joshua," Martha said in shock her eyes glistening a warm feeling swelled within her chest as her son had finally said the word he hadn't spoken since he was five. "Oh my baby boy," jumping to her feet hugging him tightly wondering why she was so foolish to ever give him up.

"Here I am hogging you when you should be getting ready," Martha said, wiping away her tears of joy. "Now you don't do anything inappropriate young man," giggling as she lightly smacked his cheek. Fully aware of what he and Lynn had done earlier that morning. "Have them home by midnight," she said smiling at him as she exited his room. She needed time to figure out away to talk to her daughter about what her son had suspected.

Damien stepped out onto the landing of the second floor his door closing behind him in a soft whisper. Lynn and Amber stood down at the foot of the stairs as they watched with baited breath as his jacket settled over his shoulders. Taking hold of each other's hands as his shirt detailed his scalped muscle's as he descended the lofty stairs. His ebony hair slicked back with a single strand hanging freely down along his forehead. The gentle brushing of the chrome plated chain kissed softly against his leg with each step. Their eyes couldn't look away as they caught the hints of his cologne.

"My, I think I'm underdressed," Damien said with a smirk. His eyes running down Lynn's strapless black dress, and Amber's sky blue backless dress the spaghetti straps tied behind her neck. Each stopping mid thigh showing off their smooth legs, taunting their brother at what lies underneath.

"Oh my," Amber whispered as she reached out her hand running up his chest. "Umm I don't think you'll have a problem fitting in," she said smiling nervously.

"More like will have to fend off the women," Lynn said nodding in agreement at his choice of attire.

"Girls," Martha called down to them as she stood behind the railing. Silently agreeing with them wishing she could join them, yet she knew they needed this mainly Amber. She had seen her daughter slowly coming out of that shell she had built around herself since arriving at Damien's home. "Don't wear out your brother to much," giving them a knowing smile. "Be safe and have fun," she said her hand trailing along the banister as she headed to her room.

They could hear the booming bass as Damien pulled up to the curb. Lynn eyed the bodies that passed and danced in the large bay windows of her girlfriends parent's house. Looking over at her brother as he killed the engine wondering how many of the sluts from her school would gravitate towards him. Lynn and Amber stood on the sidewalk as they waited for him to lock up his car. The gentle breeze tugging at their hair threatening to reveal their translucent panties.

"Now let's show Damien what he missed out on," Lynn said looping her arm around his taking the left side as Amber did the same with his right. Her heart racing as her hand held onto his strong arm knowing how far she was falling for her brother. "Damien you don't mind if we tell everyone that your our boyfriend," Lynn said hoping to make it a reality.

"I think that would be best," Damien said not wanting anyone to know about the feelings that were forming within his indifferent heart. Smiling behind his back seeing Amber's smile lighting up her eyes as they strolled up the cobblestone walkway.

"You made it," Beth said as she opened the door, wrapping her arms around her childhood friend. "I thought your dad would flip out once you told him you were coming here tonight," she said all the while eyeing Damien. "So who's this," Beth asked looking over the girl that looked so familiar. "No it can't be Amber, oh my god," squealing in delight loving her new look. "Just look at you I knew you had it in you," Damien just stood there uncertain about their offer to bring him along. "Now tell me who this fine hunk of handsome is," Beth asked eating his chiseled body with her chocolate brown eyes.

"Beth this is Damien," Lynn said her hand running down his arm.

"Our boyfriend," Amber said snuggling up to her brother.

"I see," Beth said her tongue clinking against her teeth. "Well get in here," she said ushering them in. Pulling Lynn aside as Amber dragged that gorgeous man behind her. "Do tell how did you met that stud," she asked itching for details.

"Well long story short dad's in jail probably be there for some time, and he happened to live beside my uncle's house," Lynn lied keeping where they truly lived a secret as long as she could.

"Oh sweetheart I'm so sorry," Beth said drawing her friend in a crushing hug. She had known what a sleaze her father was when he tried to pin her in the bathroom one night two year's ago. "I hate to say it but he deserves to be in jail," Beth said grimly.

"Don't tell anyone not even my mom and especially not Damien but the reason we left was because he tried to Ra*e Amber," Lynn whispered into her ear. "I don't want to know what Damien would do if he found out."

"Lynn you sound like he would kill him, sure he a douche but isn't that a little overreacting, " Beth said looking at her friend skeptically.

"That's the thing Beth I believe he would so please keep this to ourselves," Beth saw the unwavering certainty in her eyes.

"Ok I won't say a thing so let me ask is he as hard as he looks," Beth asked they walked over to the make shift bar they had set up for the occasion.

"Oh you should see him without clothes on," Lynn moaned loudly. "Muscle's that just go on," she said dreamily.

"Then you best go save him from the sharks," Beth said pointing towards the crowd that was eyeing the new wonder in their mitts. Beth wasn't ashamed to admit she to was checking out the eye candy.

"Right well I think its time I see how well that ass shakes," Lynn smirked before leaving her friend to help save her brother from the approaching sharks. "Alright Amber let's get this tight ass of his shaking," she said grabbing a handful of his right ass cheek telling everyone who he belonged to.

"Yay let's go," Damien tried to voice his protest yet he was drowned out by the blaring music.

"Damien help outside patio I can't stop him!" Two hours had passed since they had arrived when he got that frantic text from his sister. Damien tossed people aside as he pushed himself through the crowd. The moment he exited the noise deafening house his sister's cries and screams pushed him into action. Knocking aside the group of teenage boys that just stood by and video the assault, his rage flaring as the would be rapist clawed and tore at Amber's dress. Lynn frantically beating her attacker over his head only to be tossed aside by the hulking brute. Taking the fiend by the collar of his shirt and his leather belt tossing the two hundred pound fool across the patio table. Glass shattered against the brick as his flailing body struck the hard pavers.

"Lynn take your sister to the car and call the police," Damien said knelling down by Amber taking off his jacket to cover her exposed left breast. "Tell them to hurry," he said handing her the keys. "Tell them to send an ambulance as well," Damien said darkly watching Amber's attacker stirring. He had seen far to much of such dastardly deeds committed by friend and foe alike, always told never to interfere while he was forced to listen to the screams of the women and children that they were fighting to protect. However, he was under no order's to stand down as the fool got unsteady to his feet. His sinews became taut as his fist clenched in rage longing to pound some sense in the poor fool who thought to touch his sister.

"Damien don't kill him," Lynn pleaded as she skirted around his back.

"That's up to the boy," Damien said in a monotone voice. Taking in his surroundings eyeing those that he thought would jump to the boy's aid. He was always taught always know your surroundings before getting into a fight. Right that second Damien wanted nothing more then to show the poor lad how deadly he could truly be. "So what you can't get women on your own you have to Ra*e them to get your rocks off," Damien spat. "Your friend's here are just as vile as you are if they had any ounce of wit in their tiny head's. Then they would know that standing by and doing nothing to stop you makes them just as guilty as you are," he said dodging the boy's lounge.

His fist flew swiftly pounding on the lad's hepatic nerve cluster in three quick jabs before he could recover. Smiling wickedly as he listened to his diaphragm convulsing as he tried to draw breath. "Having trouble breathing," Damien said toying with the boy. Yet he knew the cops should arrive soon and he wanted to leave the boy with something to remember him by. His fist flew the air guided by his rage seeking out the only thing that would satisfy his desire. Overwhelming gratification set his nerves on fire as Damien's fist connected with the lad's jaw. The killer within him lit up as two broken teeth skidded across the pavers.

Damien wanted to beat the boy into the ground for the audacity to think he could have his sister in any manner. Yet that would only land him in jail and he wasn't about to join those rogue's as much as he knew killing the boy would please him to no end. Walking away allowing the police to deal with the thug that would prey upon defenseless women. That was when he heard the clicking of the blade turning in time as the boy lounged. Damien felt the fire of the pain as the steel blade cut through the fabric of his shirt sinking into his flesh cutting diagonally across his abdomen. Rising his right forearm to block his downward slash watching as his hot rich blood flowed down his forearm as the blade drank its fill of his body. Grunting against the pain as the blade sank deeper into his skin he knew he had to end this here and now before the boy hit an artery. Bringing his knee up slamming into the lad's solar plexus buying himself time to bring his left arm underneath his, taking his right snapping the two bone's in his forearm in a loud pop. Just as the siren's of the police cruiser's roared, tire's squealing as they came to an abrupt halt before Beth's house.

"Awe well now aren't you just lucky," Damien said kicking the knife away that had fallen from the boy's grasp. "If I hear or see you," he said snatching back the lad's head. Smiling sinisterly seeing those tears of pain as the boy stared into his murderous eyes. "Near Amber or Lynn ever again I will kill you slowly, very slowly," Damien growled in a demonic voice before releasing his grip on his body as the officer's surged through the crowd.

"Oh my god Damien," Lynn cried out as the officer's led Damien towards the awaiting ambulance. Tears rimmed her blue eyes as his blood saturated his shirt, dripping down his fingers as the EMTs worked to stop the flow of blood. "Are you are right," she asked reaching out tentatively.

"I've had worse Lynn," Damien winced as they applied antiseptic to his wounds. "How's Amber," he asked looking over as Amber stood surrounded by three officer's taking down her account of what had transpired. Damien watched as they led the would be rapist towards the furthest cruiser smiling as his curse's filled the air.

"Your girlfriend is going to have to wait," the EMT said holding the bandage to his abdomen. "You're probably going to need stitches maybe staples as well."

"You got your license right?"

"Yes," Lynn said with a nod.

"Alright follow the ambulance to the hospital, and call your mother she's probably going to need to take you home. I'm sure the police are going to question me once I get there," Damien said climbing into the back sitting on the gurney smiling at her as the door's closed. Damien wasn't surprised when two detective's waited for him as the ambulance pulled up to the ER wing of the hospital. Peppering him with questions as the doctor worked to stem the flow of blood. Watching the shadow of his mother as she paced behind the curtain. Only wishing to see her son that had saved her daughter from the fiend.

"My brave foolish boy," Martha shouted bursting through the curtain as the detective's and the doctor left once they had what they needed. Who was quickly followed by Lynn and Amber, Damien quickly found himself surrounded by their warm smile's and loving hugs.

"Are you alright," Damien asked Amber as he studied her swelling black eye, her split lip, the bruises that were forming on her inner thighs.

"Yes," Amber said, her lip quivering as her tears streaked down her cheeks. "I should be asking you that Damien," she said, eyeing the wound's that he had received saving her. She didn't know what would have happened if he hadn't been there to save her. Amber knew her sister tried her best to help her yet he was just to strong for them to fend off.

"I'm fine Amber," Damien said running his hand down her arm to sooth her woes. "Just means I have new scar's to add to my growing collection," he said jokingly.

"You sure," Amber asked sitting down next to him on the medical bed. Resting against his left arm her fingers tracing down, interweaving her fingers between his as her hands cupped his. "I'm sure you're in a lot of pain Joshua," Amber said, she wanted to feel how his given name felt as it left her tongue. She just didn't think it would make her heart flutter as it did at that moment. Amber didn't miss the smile on her mother lips as they heard him sigh.

"I'm use to pain Amber," Damien said grimly. "How many times," he said stopping himself hanging his head. Sighing shaking his head growing tried of repeating himself. "Call me what you want I'm not repeating myself anymore just don't expect me to answer to that name."

Two o'clock rolled by as Damien's mustang pulled into his driveway Amber had insisted on driving him home once the Doc had warned him of the dizziness he was likely to experience. Amber was glad for one thing that bastard didn't get a chance to take her virginity. The only one that she saw worthy of taking it was the man that sat beside her. Her heart raced as they sat in silence, his brown eyes looking at her waiting for her to hand him his keys.

"Damien," Amber said turning around in the leather bucket seat's. Her back resting against the door, the hem of her dress rising along her thighs revealing her red translucent panties. His leather jacket felt warm and comforting as she wrapped it tightly around her chest. "I know tonight wasn't how I wanted this night to go. I had so wanted it be special," she said reaching over resting her hand over his.

"Amber what do you mean," Damien asked with suspicion.

"I think you know," Amber said inching closer to him. "You might play dumb about most thing's Damien but I know your not," she said bracing herself on the console as she leaned over allowing his jacket to fall open. Exposing her breast to his eyes feeling her skin heating underneath his gaze. "I've watched you ever since we have been here," Amber said resting her hand over his heart. "You've been through so much throughout your life," feeling its steady beat steadying her own fragile nerves. "I wonder if there's any room in there for us, for me," Amber said resting her forehead against his. "Joshua, brother you're the only one that's been so alone in this world I can see it in your eyes. Let me fill that void that's formed in this stalwart heart of yours. Let me love you as a man," Amber whispered wincing as her lips tasted his.

"Amber you just had something horrible done to you," Damien said taking hold of her shoulders. "Your not thinking clearly, " he said yet he couldn't refute what she said about him. He did have a void that had formed along time ago, what frightened him the most was she was right. Damien could see them filling that void that was once filled by his brother's in arm's. They were the only thing he could truly call a family. After their death's he had felt the vacuum dragging him back down into to that darkness he had thought he had escaped.

"No," Amber said softly shaking her head. "This was meant to happen tonight Damien. I wanted this to happen brother," she said climbing into his lap. "I wanted you to see me as a woman as you saw mom and Lynn when you made love to them. Do you not find me beautiful Joshua," Amber said her body quivering as his name escaped her lips.

"That's not the point Amber," Damien said trying not to give into the heat he felt radiating off her womanhood. "I would feel I was taking advantage of you given what you just gone through."

"It wouldn't be taking advantage when I want this," Amber said her hips slowly grinding on the bulge she felt forming. Rubbing her mound across his hardening tool as her hands ran up his chest. "I want you Damien, I want everything you will give freely brother," capturing his lips, snapping the button of his pants. Feeling his girth straining the cotton fabric of his underwear, moaning into his mouth as his hands ran down her back cupping her ass. Needling his cock out from the confines of his undergarment, pulling aside the crouch of her panties plunging herself down upon his shalt before he could protest.

Her body became still, her breath jagged as her cunt grew accustom to the steel rod buried deep within her. She knew it would have been painful yet that seemed to melt away as she looked at the man beneath her. "Relax Damien let me take care of you," Amber whispered as her arms rested across the back of the seat. "Let me love you as a woman," she said slowly rising and lowering herself upon his shaft. "Touch me Joshua, feel my body, feel the heat that only you can produce in me," her body shuddered as his lips trailed down her neck.

Amber couldn't believe this was happening, she had dreamt of this since they caught him skinny dipping. Tossing back her head as her brother's lips captured her tit. The warmth of his mouth was so euphoric, so tantalizing she couldn't help it when her womb clamped down on his cock.

"Amber stop I'm going to," Damien grunted he couldn't take it anymore. "Fuck!" Their moan's vibrated the glass of the window's as his hot seed shoot deep into his sister's womb.

"Yes Damien I can feel it oozing into me," Amber groaned as her nails dug into his shoulders. Collapsing forward onto his chest as her body gave into the orgasm that flooded her vein's. "You shouldn't worry Joshua we been on the pill for year's better safe then sorry," she said as she pushed herself up. "Now that we come this far what happens now that we are more then siblings?"

"I don't honestly know Amber," Damien said caressing her right cheek. "What do you want to happen?" Before Amber could answer his question his cell phone rang violently in the inside pocket of his jacket. Placing a finger to her lips telling her to remain silent.

"Agent Metalbane?" His handler's voice came over the line.

"Affirmative."

"You've been activated," nodding his head as his order's were read out to him.

"Confirmed," Damien said taking out the encrypted phone from the other inside pocket. Scrolling through the order he was given looking at Amber wondering if they would be a good cover story.

"Agent Silermane will supply you once you touchdown."

"Roger," Damien said closing his phone. "Amber have you ever wanted to go to Italy?"
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