Winter in hell Chapter One The Dotted Line by NumberNinetyFour
Delve into the steamy world of 'Winter in Hell: Chapter One - The Dotted Line' by NumberNinetyFour. This captivating gay erotic sex story explores tantalizing desire and deep connections in a chilling setting. Discover passion and intrigue—read now for an unforgettable experience!<br/>
Everything here is fiction.
Edward is a fucked up young man with some seriously twisted fantasies lucky… or unlucky for him a Demon has taken interest.
This is the story of his fall, rise and fall again.
I hope you all enjoy.
It was winter when she was born, they wanted to name her something dazzling and unique. Then the moment came and they chose the fucking time of year. Mom was in a hurry to get back to fucking her boss, and Dad, well he couldn’t get a boss with the amount of whiskey he put down. Fighting for your country will do that to you I guess.
Winter was a quiet kid, even when she broke her arm in the park on her fourth birthday. One hell of a scar. She always said she saw a monster, but honestly… until I met him I always thought she was just misremembering how it happened. Before I explain that though, why don’t we introduce ourselves I’m…
“Ed!”
“Fucking, Dad! I already told you, I’m not in work til twelve!”
“It IS twelve!”
Shit, late again then I guess. It’s not my fault, it is after all realy hard to keep track of time while you’re edging, focusing all your energy on not cumming does that. Just a few more strokes and I could cu…
“Edward.” The voice whispered.
“Alright!” I screamed as I rolled off my bed and into my work uniform.
Winter was lounging on the sofa, it was a hot summers day and it was the perfect excuse for her to wear her favourite shorts and top. Both so tight you didnt need to imagine what she looked like naked. My sister was a lot of things, a pure was not one of them. She knew she was hot and she enjoyed reminding everyone.
“Late again huh, how do you even still have a job?”
“Because I’m the only guy in town that knows how to program the computer.”
She tilted her head back, lollipop twirling in her mouth, I could see right down her top, no bra again today. She grinned that shit eating grin I hated since the day she learned how to do it.
“Pervert.” She whispered, and suddenly I realised I had been watching as she was rubbing her crotch. I almost forgot to breath I was so embarrassed.
Fuck, I’ll have to finish jerking off in work after this.
My sister was always like that, always pushing me, always fucking with me. It got worse after she hit puberty, it was like some fucking asshole had given her the keys to the nukes. And I was the poor fucker that they were going to launch at. Winter liked to ‘accidentally’ walk in on me when I was in the shower, or ‘accidentally’ grind her ass into my cock when we were on the train. ‘Accidentaly’ send pictures of herself half naked and then rush in on me and again ‘accidentally’ burst through the door as I was jerking off to said pictures. Yes… I have jerked off to my own flesh and blood, my poor innocent baby virgin sister. And what, if you want to scream and shout do it at my dad, I get that shit from him. Winter gets her shit from mom. And I guaran fucking tee the day she pops her cherry she’ll be with every guy in her class by the end of the month.
It’s so hard to do this… I want to blow my load, but at the same time I want to save it up more, I know when I eventually cum I’ll almost pass out if I hold off for another day or two. But that little tease…
“Edward.” Whispered the voice.
What the fuck?
The door to the bathroom slammed open. Leaving only the plastic door between me blowing my load and whoever the hell just came In.
“Edward god fucking damn it! What the fuck are you doing in there?”
“Mr Obrian?” This old bastard again.
“You’re late again Edward, that’s the third time in two weeks.”
“I’m sorry Mr Obrian, its… a medical pro…”
“Bull! shit!, get the fuck to work Edward, or I’ll give you a god damn medical problem. This happens again… and I dont give a shit if you’re the only idiot here that can make that computer machine the car parts, I’ll fire you and fucking YouTube it myself.”
Well that killed the mood…
The factory was old, and barely holding together. The only reason they could afford to pay us was because the car parts we make are for rare, old, and incredibly expensive cars. The pays good, good for me anyway, a few porn sub***********ions, a few videogames, some shit from amazon and a little left over for savings. Savings for the day the old bastard really does fire me…
Money isnt really an issue for our family, mom sees to that. The perks of fucking the boss I guess. But it’s nice to have some to spend on things that I dont need to explain to her when I give my fucking essay on what I’m buying and why. Winter never has that problem, she just has to act slutty around dad, and he gives her whatever amount she wants. I told you I get it from him. Lately shes been spending a load of cash getting high with her new boyfriend, Mark. Dudes built like a fucking truck. Big chick magnet, popular, sports fanatic, who likes girls like my sister. Big titted, peach assed virgin white girls. Her ex never had a chance. I know the feeling, we just cant compete with a monstrosity like that swinging between his legs. Winters first cock will be her last, because if he fucks her with that thing shes fucking dead.
Shit it’s already three, I need to finish this machining problem or Obrian is going to be the one doing the fucking.
It was late when I got in and I could already smell it before I opened the door.
“Yoo Ed.” Mark smiled awkwardly as he tried to hide the blunt out of sight in one hand and remove his other hand from Winters shorts.
Ignoring Winters obvious enjoyment at my embarrassment of finding her with my weed dealer and now boyfriends fingers in her pussy I made my way to the kitchen.
“Hey mark, I still owe you a tenner for last week don’t I?”
“Uh… shit maybe, I don’t remember last week too well bro.”
Remember where the slut you came home with lives though eh… ‘bro’. I’m sure she’s only with him to fuck with me.
“Hey Ed, you got a letter.”
“Is it about the job?”
“I don’t know, I don’t open other people’s mail, here come get it.”
I slammed the microwave shut with enough force to send my curry back in time and went into the front room. Where I now found Mark, creepy okay with Winter playing with his cock in full view of me. My cock started to twitch and I could feel the blood draining from my previously red face into my member.
“Want it?” Winter teased.
Did she know about…
She bit her lip as she leaned over Mark to the table on his right. His cock millimetres from her mouth, my eyes were fixated on it. And then she handed me the letter, the envelope was black, not for the job then. Winter had kindly left her little paw prints of Mark’s precum all over the envelope. I didn’t say a word as I watched her hand slowly fall back to his cock as she began playing with his balls. I backed into the kitchen, her eyes still burning into me. ‘Yes… I know.’ they screamed.
I started down at the envelope, lifted it to my nose and took a breath.
Fuck.
Inside the envelope was a blank card, jet black like the envelope itself. I took both up to my room, and started my computer, that little display had pushed me over the edge, fuck waiting another day. I lifted my finger to my tongue, my breathing so heavy. It didn’t really have a smell that I could tell, just like the website said. With such a small amount it didn’t taste of much either, I scrolled down and clicked on the live stream link. And there she was, I had been watching for about two weeks now, and it was just starting to get interesting. Spending all my paycheques on this website over the last two months, spending every free moment watching her shake and convulsive as the machines bored into her pussy and mind. She didn’t have a name yet. Just a number, but that was more than enough to bring up my old fanta…”