Kyousuke tossed and turned in his bed. He fell asleep to thoughts of Kirino. Although all his thoughts of her start out sweet and innocent, it doesn't take much time before they become sexual. He was a horny teenager with a model for a younger sister. As much as he tried to push away these dirty thoughts. It was much easier to just let them in. This worried him. This was Kirino, his little sister who shared the same blood, life and house as him. They are family. Having dirty thoughts about Kirino made him feel uneasy and guilty.

Kyousuke finally woke up. He rolled over to look at the clock that read 2:15 am. He rolled onto his back and kicked of the covers. He wretched his face as he felt how sticky with sweat his boxers were to his skin. He quickly began to recall the dream he was having, although in pieces. He and Kirino were both lying on their sides, spooning. Kirino's tiny lace night gown was hiked up to her navel and one strap was completely off exposing her pink rosy nipple and her glowing white skin. Kyousuke's member was out the top of his boxers and buried inside Kirino's pussy.

Kyousuke could feel his hard dick pressing against his boxer briefs as he tried to relive this magnificent dream. Kyousuke shut his eyes and reached down into his boxers. He gripped his dick hard in his hand. As much as he wanted to not rush and enjoy these naughty thoughts of Kirino, he needed release now.

He began pumping his hand up and down. Kyousuke gripped the headboard behind him with his other hand to calm its shaking. His back arched as he pushed his head into the pillow then wrenching his chin toward his shoulder as he began to feel the pleasure. He stifled back a few moans before he reached with his free hand to grab a tissue off the night table. His pace quickened as his body began to shudder. He quickly sat up on his knees and leaned forward into one hand still clenching the tissue. His strokes began to get short and sloppy as he felt himself coming close to climaxing. His chin tightened towards his chest as the heat built up all over his body. He involuntarily held his breath a few times and would suddenly let them go with gasps and moans mixed. He finally reached the point where he couldn't hold it in anymore. An image of kirino arching back in pleasure burst through his head as he quickly leaned off his hand and let his load go into the crumpled tissue.

Kyousuke grabbed a couple more tissues and wrapped them around the one he just came into, tossing it in the garbage can.

"Hhaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh. Well that was unexpected." Kyousuke sighed while taking another look at the clock. 2:30 am. Feeling slightly disturbed from what he just did, he decided that he wasn't up for sleeping much. Kyousuke swung his legs of the side of his bed stretching them slightly before standing.

He began walking to the door but was stopped by his reflection in the mirror above his dresser. Kyousuke was never much for vanity of his own but his appearance seemed to catch him off guard. He looked more masculine and handsome than what he last remembered. His dishevelled hair and lean muscles looked good on him. The high points of his bone structure reflected the moonlight creeping in through his window and cast shadows beneath them. He smirked and kept walking to the door. Assuming no one was awake, he walked to the kitchen in his boxer briefs.

As he entered the kitchen which was an open concept to the living room, he noticed Kirino lying on her back playing an eroge game on her Nintendo DS.

Kyousuke froze. He's had inappropriate thoughts of Kirino while talking to her and didn't feel awkward. But he had just jacked off to a dream he had of them two having sex. He took a deep breath and kept as cool as a clumsy guy could get. At this point kirino had noticed him standing at the kitchen entrance.

"Oh it's just you. I thought it was dad. He'd freak if he'd see me playing this stuff."

"Oh yeah, right. Kyousuke answered with a delay. Want an iced coffee?"

"It's almost 3:00 am. I want to at least sleep at one point tonight. I'll pass"

"Fine"

Kyousuke walked over to the fridge. He opened it and grabbed the last can of iced coffee. He stared at it momentarily. "Mom says not to leave the fridge open" Kirino spat.

Kyousuke didn't respond. Instead he slowly closed the fridge and stood in front of it for a short while. He thought that if Kirino wanted an iced coffee, he'd gladly give her his can.

"Why are you such a space case?" Kirino said as she lazily rolled onto her stomach since the couch seemed to be hurting her neck.

"Eh?" Kyousuke finally turned away from the fridge and walked toward the couch beside Kirino.

"Never mind" Kirino said while letting go of her DS with one hand and squeezing her neck. "ow"

Kyousuke's eyes darted toward her with worry. His reaction startled himself.

"My neck is killing me. This stupid couch is to stiff. Kyousuke?"

"Yeah?"

"Could you give me a quick neck massage?"

"Oh...?"

"It really hurts and my hands are tired from playing eroge."

"Uhm yeah I guess I could."

Kyousuke waited a short moment before he stood up as if he was trying to contain the excitement within himself. He didn't care if he was just rubbing her neck. Simple physical contact with Kirino was all he wanted right now. He finally got up and walked over to Kirino. She stood up as he sat down on the couch. She lowered herself and sat on the floor between his legs. "okay" Kirino said while letting out a long breath.

He began to softly squeeze her shoulders then pressing slow lazy circles into the tender sides of her neck.

"Ahhhhhhh...that feels pretty nice" Kirino sighed as she leaned her head into Kyousuke's inner thigh. "Nice underwear by the way"

Kyousuke didn't reply and also couldn't see Kirino biting her lip after saying that remark. He kept on kneading soft circles into the base of her neck.

"Harder"

Kyousuke's eyes widened. Fascinated with the simple and supposedly innocent request Kirino had made. She smirked as she felt his hands twitch ever so slightly in reaction.

Kirino wasn't stupid. She knew how Kyousuke felt about her. She noticed the way he would look at her hungrily and then quickly look off as if he was teasing himself. She was in no position to judge her brother though since the same thoughts have been pressing in her mind. She watched Kyousuke grow up into a man. And now she was attracted to that man.