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The Vacation

Date: 5/30/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, First Time, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: Still A Perv, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

him off her. He laughed at my feeble effort to protect her and swung his free arm around, “Oh goody, your fucking brother.” as his huge fist caught me squarely in the Solar Plexus, sending me flying back into a bunk bed support post, hitting it with my head hard enough to see a bright flash, then falling to the floor in a heap. “I’ll deal with you as soon as I finish doing her.”, and turned back to rape Sue. While I did not lose consciousness, it felt like my brain had been disconnected from my body, the breath was knocked out of me and my head was spinning from the impact, but I had a perfect view of what he was doing to her without being able to do anything about it. He went back to strangling Sue and began pulling down his pants. A few seconds later I head a noise at the door -- the sound of a pistol bolt being pulled back to load a bullet in the chamber, then Scott’s voice, “Let go of her or you’re dead!” Surprised, Hank turned, “What a cute little peashooter! It couldn’t hurt a fly.” POP! And I saw a red spot appear on Hank’s shirt just above his belt and heard a hollow metallic drum sound of a spent cartridge case hitting the wooden floor. “YOU SON OF A BITCH! GET OFF HER NOW!” “YOU‘RE DEAD LITTLE MAN!”, as he let go of Sue and turned toward Scott. POP! POP! Two more red spots and spent cases appeared, and Hank grunted as the bullets hit him. He started to stride toward Scott, I heard three more shots and he slowed but did not stop advancing. One more shot and he ... crumpled to the floor with his face turned toward me. There was a hole right between his eyes bleeding copiously. His eyes looked into mine, I then saw Scott’s slippered feet walk to him, the muzzle of the Woodsman held about a foot from his head, and heard three more shots, then a click. Blood spattered the floor and my face, and Hanks pupils dilated in death. Just before he died I found enough strength to raise my hand and give him the finger. I am quite sure that was the last thing he saw, and frankly I was glad it was! Scott turned toward me, but in a barely audible voice, “Look after Sue. I‘ll be all right.”, while not being at all sure that I actually would. He ran to her, grabbed a blanket to cover her, and the first aid training dad insisted we all take kicked in. “Sue? Talk to me!” She cried out and reached to him, embracing him and sobbing. “You’re going to be all right. I’ll take care of you.” By then I had regained my breath and a modicum of control over my body, painfully struggled to my feet, and instantly regretted it. My head was splitting with a massive headache, the room was spinning and I almost fell down, gripping the bedpost for support. Scott heard me, looked over, “Whoa, brother!” and within a second I felt his hands under my arms guiding me to a chair. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. You have a pretty good gash in your head and have lost a lot of blood.” Looking down, I saw a huge pool of my blood slowly expanding across the floor and started to feel woozy. He ...