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Every generation, the media reports about how young kids, teenagers, and even young adults lose their manners, little by little. Each and every year, people complain that things simply aren't as great as they used to be, and that manners have gone completely out of the wayside.

A man could be rich if they truly had a dollar for each claim that everyone is glued to their phone all day, but at the heart of it all, is it really such a destructive behavior?

Eddie, an average, early college kangaroo, didn't seem to think so.

A product of the "dot com" generation and no doubt, evidence to the fact that some people really couldn't live without their phones, Eddie Smith used his phone for literally everything: he listened to his music through it, he checked the news on it, he kept track of his fitness at the gym with it, and every once in a while, he even made a phone call using it.

It wasn't just his attachment to his phone that ended up getting him forced out of his house. He and his parents differed on a number of different political and social issues, but the straw that broke the camel's back was the perhaps literal 100th time that Eddie bumped into his father because he was too busy looking at his phone to care, or pay attention to where he was walking.

The next morning, he made more calls in a day than he ever had in his life, trying to get a hold of everyone that he could to try and find a place to sleep for a while. None of his friends had room at their apartments, and his aunts and uncles lived so far away that moving in with one of them would have been more expensive than it was worth.

If not for his lucky stars and a loving sister by the name of Shannon, Eddie likely would have been homeless by that afternoon.

These days, it wasn't uncommon for Eddie to go about his usual practice of being glued to his phone while living in his sister's apartment. As luck would have it, she rented a place with two bedrooms, and the second bedroom was purely for storage. There was just enough room for a small bed to fit in the middle of it, and to help pay his rent every month, Eddie ended up selling most of his things...but naturally, he refused to part ways with his cell phone, no matter how high the wireless bill ran.

That same dedication to technology left Eddie on another planet at times, so it wasn't surprising when he didn't hear the firm, angry SLAM of the apartment door closing behind his sister as she walked back in from work, and yelled to him "I'm gonna go take a nap, Eddie! I'm exhausted...keep it down for a while, okay?"

An empty nod, one that was a trained response to hearing words but not really understanding them, was Eddie's only reply. He was sitting at the kitchen table on his phone, as per usual, and his sister never even walked through the dining room for him to see just how stressed out she really looked. Shoulder-length hair of deep, rich brown was a frizzled mess, usually brilliant eyes of sapphire were little more than dull rain drops, and her outfit, nothing more than a striped skirt, top and apron from her waitress job, were covered in a myriad of stains from the day, covering the range from coffee to ketchup.

To call her a mess would have been an understatement, and even in her moment of looking so downtrodden, she carried a beauty about her that any man would feel fortunate to see. When she was actually allowed to style her hair, apply a little make up, wear some form-fitting clothing and let her confidence shine through, she could pick and choose from the men in her life, and perhaps, that was why she hadn't settled down with anyone in particular, just yet.

The way to Shannon's heart was a mystery to most men, but the way to Eddie's heart was no secret to any woman: it was his stomach, like almost all other men in the world, and if there was anything that could get his attention when he was engrossed in a mobile app or a game on his phone, it was the overtly loud rumbling of his stomach as it pleaded with him to put the phone down and scavenge for food.

For only working as a waitress, Shannon took her job very seriously, and providing such good service meant that she was used to coming home with fifty to sixty dollars in tips every afternoon. Her hourly wage wasn't so great underneath of it, but after six shifts a week, she could live fairly well for herself, while Eddie tried to find himself any kind of work. She trusted him to pay her back, but he had a bad habit of taking food that she bought specifically for her own enjoyment, so much so that she was starting to hide sweeter treats in her own bedroom.

Eddie had no idea that Shannon was taking a nap when his stomach finally won the battle over technology. He locked his phone and left it on the table before he made a bee-line for the fridge, only to find it mostly empty; Shannon hadn't been shopping that week, and Eddie was wracked with a powerful hunger...a mere granola bar out of the cabinets wasn't going to cut it for him, and the only appetizing thing in the fridge was some leftover takeout that was nearly congealed with a thin layer of fat.

Hunger is the best spice, Eddie thought, as he tried to ignore the less than appealing sight of the food. It turned out that he did have a heart after all, however, as he'd taken note of just how frustrated Shannon was the last time he took her food without asking. Better make sure she doesn't mind if I help myself to it.

Perhaps if Eddie was a better listener, he would have known that Shannon was trying to sleep. He would have figured that she didn't want to be disturbed as he walked down the hallway of the rather small apartment. He could have realized that he shouldn't have knocked on the door when one of his long, thin ears picked up on unusual noises coming from the other side of it, and he couldn't help noticing a small trail of shredded packing paper on the floor, crumpling up under the wide placement of his footpaws.

It simply wasn't like Shannon to leave a mess, and Eddie stroked a paw up through his short, brown, and often messy headfur as he looked over the tattered paper. The trail pointed him right to Shannon's door, and he had to talk to her anyway, so...as the man would say, cell phones really do ruin manners.

Tonk tonk tonk

Eddie at least had the common courtesy to knock, though it was a weak, gentle knock at best. He figured that if Shannon were in there, she would have heard him, and yet, he heard no response on the other side of the door. Were his ears just slightly more keen, he might have heard the faintest whispers of an electrical hum, but there was no response.

Manners being damned, Eddie gripped the doorknob and turned it. It wasn't locked, so he couldn't imagine Shannon was looking for privacy when he stepped a footpaw into her room and set his eyes upon her.

He couldn't have been more wrong.

The sounds that were just barely blocked by the sturdy door of Shannon's bedroom overwhelmed his senses, and without even seeing Shannon, his cheeks knew to fill with a blush. The burn intensified twofold as his eyes actually came to rest upon his sister, who couldn't have been in a naughtier position; back resting against the side of the frame of her bed, backside grinding firmly into the floor with her legs kicked up, both of her holes exposed, and a thick, hefty looking toy splitting her labia wide apart.

If Eddie had been holding his phone, no doubt he would have dropped it in shock, and Shannon, so engrossed with her own pleasure, hardly noticed her brother entering, until he was literally standing right in front of her in the doorway, his mouth agape with a mixture of nervousness and forbidden arousal.

" EDDIE! D-damn it, I told you I was t-taking a nap!" she yelled at him, as she tried to pull the apron down over the front of her body. It was the only part of her uniform left on her soft, smooth fur of tan; her skirt, top, and even her bra and panties were all discarded in front of her, right on top of a package that she'd taken into the apartment with her...apparently, despite her long day at work, she'd been expecting something that was going to make it all better, until she was forced to pull the toy free with a spray of juices from her own cunt, staining the carpet and her clothes in the process. Her cheeks burned so furiously that Eddie could see the blush, even through her fur, and she stuffed the drooling toy into the pouch on her tummy before covering it again with the apron and staring right into the wall, her lips thinning as she tried to pretend that this wasn't happening. "And haven't you ever heard of knocking?!"

"I did knock..." Eddie said, his voice lacking any sort of conviction as he looked down over his sister, knowing that he should really avert his eyes...but it was awfully difficult, when Shannon refused to close her legs. "I...s-sorry...I was just gonna ask if I c-could-

"Can it wait, Eddie? Is this really the best time?!"

Panic overtook hunger in Eddie's mind. If his sister decided to, she could tell her parents about this, and not only would he be out on the street again, but he'd be a pariah in his family for the rest of his days on Earth. Emotion and logic told him that he should just apologize again and leave the room, but instinct told him to stay put and keep staring.

For the moment, at least, logic won the battle. "I'm really sorry, sis...I was just starving, and I was gonna ask about some food, and...I...I shouldn't have come in here. I'm sorry," he said again, knowing he was repeating it, but Shannon was still gritting her teeth together, looking horrible uncomfortable in the process.

"No...it's...it's fine, Eddie," she replied, as calmly as she could for how close she was to achieving a climax. "I've been terribly frustrated lately, and I blew up on you. I'm sorry about that," she apologized, which was almost as shocking to Eddie as what he was seeing. "Work has just been really stressful, and I can't find a good guy to save my life, so...I...I thought this might help..."

The toy was rather large, and Eddie could still see the base of it poking out of his sister's pouch. His eyes widened for a moment as he noticed the way that the anatomy took place in the fake flesh: the testicles were above the base of the cock, instead of below, just like his own...it actually mimicked his kangaroo anatomy.

"I shouldn't have barged in," Eddie said once again, the panic more evident in his voice this time around. "I'll l-leave you be, sis!"

"W-wait, Eddie!"

Shannon finally closed her legs back together, sure that this was a little awkward for her brother, but as he turned to the door to run off, her voice was just enough to make him hesitate.

"I know...I know I don't usually bring other kangaroos home, and I know mom and dad always kind of resented that about me, so...I ordered this because I thought it might be a good way to get used to the feeling of it," she started to explain. Even as she was talking, small, trickling webs of desire spilled down from the meeting of her thighs, and Eddie couldn't help noticing it, as he gulped nervously, not wanting to stay any longer than he had to. "But...I should have asked you first."

Eddie couldn't believe his ears. He'd seen plenty of pornographic material on his phone over the years, and his tastes were as varied as anyone else, but this was starting to feel like something out of one of his movies...not something that could actually happen.

"Why would you ask me, Shan?"

"C-cause...y'know...you're so busy jacking off almost every night in the spare bedroom anyway..." Shannon suggested, admitting to her knowledge of her brother's nocturnal activities. Granted, in a small apartment with thin walls, it wasn't that shocking for her to know about it, but it didn't help Eddie whatsoever, as he immediately flushed; even his ears were burning. "And I haven't brought a guy home that actually cared to stay and cuddle afterwards yet, so...maybe...I can figure that in to your rent?"

Eddie was sure by now that he'd fallen in the kitchen and banged his head against one of the counters, but there was too much about the moment that couldn't be faked in a dream.

He had no idea what kind of a scent his sister gave off before, but now, it danced through the air as delicately as perfume, and tickled the ends of his muzzle like a call girl, trying to entice him into an evening of lustful adventures.

He had no idea what her womanhood looked like, but as her legs slowly began to spread open again, he could see every detail with clarity, from the way that her clit stood proudly at the top, erect and full for him to see, right down through the full, swollen labia that ached with need.

Perhaps most of all, he had no idea that his sister had ever entertained the thought of bedding him, and logic told him that this was wrong to even consider, but instinct was stabbing logic in the spine and burying it in the back yard. Another part of his anatomy was already on board, and Shannon could see the bulge of her brother's member straining against the front of his old, ratty blue jeans.

"I'll take that as a sign you're considering my offer," Shannon murmured, her voice low and thick with a lust that couldn't be faked. She was more than happy to lean back against the edge of her bed a little bit, trying to ride the wave of confidence that was spilling through her while she still could, knowing in her heart of hearts that this wasn't just wrong; it was illegal, and if she went through with this, her brother might never look at her the same way, ever again.

That wouldn't be all bad, of course, as long as he looked at her the right way.

C'mon, brother...take the bait...pleeeeeeease take the bait...

Eddie wasn't sure that he could find his voice, in the heat of the moment...but he could certainly find his zipper and slowly drag it down, surprising his sister with the sudden sight of his cock.

"...No boxers today, Eddie?"

"Not like I was going anywhere, anyway..." he admitted, allowing his old, tired jeans to fall down into a pool of threads around his ankles. Now, the tables were turned on Shannon, who couldn't believe herself for even offering such a thing to her brother, but moreover, that he was actually reciprocating her feelings, at least for the moment. One thing was certain: the toy that was still hidden in her pouch, silly as it was of her to try and hide it, could never compare to the tasty looking rod of flesh that extended out from her brother's body.

Shannon just wished, even if it was a fleeting wish, that she could resist the urge to lunge forward and swallow the whole of her brother's length in one fell swoop. It could have been the fact that she was in the middle of such a lustful act, and her brother just had the most (or perhaps, least,) perfect timing in the world, but she was overwhelmed with a sense of need, and he was the only real, flesh and blood male around...no mere toy could stand up to him.

"That's good...I would have just ripped them off, anyway," Shannon admitted, giving her brother the quickest of winks, knowing that he would catch it, but that it would leave him guessing, as well. "Now are you going to come fuck your sister and go against everything society tells you to...or are you going to go running back to mom and dad like a little bitch?"

Though he'd never opened much of himself up to Shannon, or anyone else for that matter, she'd paid close enough attention to her brother over the years to know a thing or two about pushing his buttons. Eddie wasn't exactly the muscle-bound, masculine type, but Shannon knew that he didn't like being called a sissy, a wuss, or anything remotely similar. She could see him grimacing as he tried not to lash back out at her, but he certainly knew of another way that he could keep her from talking anymore smack.

He just still didn't believe he was about to do it.

Shannon was pressed firmly up against the frame of her bed, and her legs were still spread, and lifted just slightly in the air: she didn't have a chance to escape her brother, and in a way, her compromised pose was just daring him to come closer and do exactly what she wanted him to. She was trembling just slightly, an aftershock of the pleasure she felt before Eddie found her, and he could still see the tiny dribbles of liquid desire spilling down over the crest of her rump. Her need was well beyond the scope of reason, and for every male that she brought home at night, not a single one of them could satisfy her.

With a slow, careful drop to his knees and a trembling grip, Eddie wrapped his arms around his sister's lower back, adjusted his hips over her body, and pressed the very tip of his length to the drooling, pouting flesh of her labia, determined to be the man who finally gave her what she truly needed.

It was the first time Shannon ever felt the narrow, almost sharp tip of another one of her own kind inside of her body, and she couldn't hope to contain her excitement. "Oooh...oh, E-Eddie! It's so warm...s-so slick..." she groaned, doing her best not to cry out and alarm the neighbors with her elation. She looked down between her legs without an ounce of shame, and her tongue slipped from her muzzle, gliding across her lips as she saw the telltale curve in his manhood, like a subtle kink in a hose. It made harder and faster paces that much more interesting, and she could feel her insides struggling to adjust as her brother pushed up to that curve...and no matter how Shannon bit down on her lip, she couldn't keep her voice down. " Eddie! D-damn! Nnnngh....nnnyes, fuck me deeper, brother!"

Shannon wasn't dodging the subject of their relationship being incestuous; she was tackling it head on, and even if Eddie knew it was wrong for him to enjoy it, he felt a fresh, strong pulse in the base of his cock, embracing the forbidden nature of their coupling. Mom and Dad would kill me... he thought, as he pressed in further, until his hips finally came to rest against Shannon's, his cock fully buried inside of her. And I don't fucking care!

It was the first time in her life that Shannon had the pleasure of being entirely filled by a male of her own species, and for once, it wasn't a toy that was probing her depths. This was a wild, free male, and a thick, throbbing cock that she had no control over...as if she needed further excitement, it was a manhood that she was denied her entire life, despite it being so close to her grasp. "I-if I'd known..." Shannon groaned, as she lifted her arms and wrapped them around her brother's neck, "That you were so fucking big... I would have been f-fucking your brains out years ago, Eddie..."

Eddie met with the captivating eyes of his sister, and his jaw hung open slightly as he began to pump his hips. The feeling of being inside of her was a thrill that he never could have imagined, but the look in her eyes that confirmed everything she said to be the truth...that was far and beyond thrilling. That was breathtaking.

"I said deeper, Eddie..." Shannon grunted forcefully at him, as her claws dug into the back of his neck. Her hips bucked forward as she desperately tried to milk every inch out of her brother, knowing how inexperienced she was with other kangaroos, and yet, not caring whatsoever about the damage she might incur. She was in love with the feeling of that strong, pronounced curve in his member, and the way that it spread her inner walls apart in a way that no male ever could before. Tingling muscles within her body clung as tightly as they could to her brother in appreciation as she just managed to hook her footpaws around his thighs...trapping him in his fate, and leaving him to decide then and there if he was going to stop.

Precum was already leaking into her waiting folds, and a hard, powerful thrust from Eddie's hips made it clear that his mind was made up. "D-doesn't go a-any deeper, sis..." Eddie pointed out, at the thin, tapered tip of his length began to tickle at the edge of his sister's cervix. It was an unusual, and perhaps even uncomfortable sensation for the female kangaroo, but lust was overwhelming logic, and the physical need for a male that could fill her was far greater than concerns about how sore she would be the next day. She could feel those thin, drooling streaks of precum coating her inner muscles, and her dripping treasure fluttered around her brother as their bodies were trapped close together, each one challenging the other to do what was right...as they each continued to do what was so very wrong.

Ankles clung to the back of Eddie's thighs, and Shannon held on tight as her brother pounded his hips against her body in a series of short, choppy thrusts. She could feel her own slick, lewd juices splattering upon her fur as her brother pounded into her, and she knew that she was close to her own climax...but that wasn't her real concern. No matter how naughty and exciting the moment was, this was still her own brother than was about to finish inside of her, but her muscles refuse to listen to reason; they actually clung tighter to his thighs, and her paws dug in to his upper back as Eddie obliged her and leaned in that much closer. "If you d-don't stop, Eddie...we might-

"I don't care!" Eddie called out at her, as he pulled her body flush to his own and held her in close, refusing to allow an inch of separation, save for the slapping distance between their hips. Shannon gasped in delight and surprise as she clung tight to her brother, holding onto him as if her life truly depended on it, despite the implications of what was soon to come. "I c-can't stop...you're too good, sis...you're so fuckin' good!"

Shannon gritted her fangs together as her brother simply assaulted her insides, and her eyes winced shut as she felt stronger, harder pulses vibrating her body. She knew just by that subtle wiggling that her brother was close to the edge, and he was going to take her over it with him, whether or not she wanted it...and she made up her mind long before that she wanted it.

"Eddie...pl-please..."

" Shannon! I'm g-gonna...I'm gonna cum!"

Sharp, fierce claws dug into tender flesh as Shannon nestled into the crook of her brother's neck. She held onto him tightly and trusted him as she gave in to the reckless abandon of the moment.

"D-do it...fucking fill me, Eddie!"

A healthy, powerful gush of incestuous cum erupted from the tip of Eddie's cock, bursting inside of his own sister and coating the entirety of her womanhood with a thin, slippery layer of his seed. His manhood pounded away even more freely at her body as a wealth of pleasure took over his hips, and his own length was soaked in a mixture of his own white mess and a clear, slick ejaculate from his sister. The combined juices cascaded to the floor in a veritable cocktail of forbidden delights, and Shannon bit down on her brothers neck as no one: not society, not her better judgment, not even her own parents could ever tell her that something so pleasurable could possibly be wrong. Her brother was pumping her with ounce after ounce of cum...and she was in such a haze of pleasure, she felt that she might pass out in his arms.

If his cock hadn't come to a settle and finally stayed inside of her, trying to fill her as full as possible with forbidden essence, she might have done just that.

"Shan...we...what did w-we do?" Eddie asked, his breath raspy and his voice wobbling as he clung desperately to his sister, having had such a powerful experience in the real world that his jaded, uncaring nature was broken, and the gravity of what he'd done was crashing down upon him, despite the overflowing elation he felt.

Shannon was more accepting of the moment, and despite her exhaustion, she happily stroked her paw against the side of his cheek and leaned in to nuzzle against him. "We did what we wanted, dear brother...what we needed to do."

Her voice was comforting, though perhaps not enough to erase all of the guilt from Eddie's mind. As tightly as she clung to him, he was holding her against his chest with a nearly suffocating grip, despite the mixed trickle of their orgasmic juices between them, and the glistening coat of sweat upon each of their torsos. After such a moment, he simply needed to be close to her...and for once, she got exactly what she wanted...a male who wanted to stick around and cuddle afterwards.

**

Eddie had forgotten all about his hunger, and Shannon couldn't hope to cook anything for him anyway. Her legs were still wobbling after their lovemaking, and it took all of her effort just to get into her bed...and pat the spot next to her for Eddie to spoon her in the aftermath.

They'd called for delivery, and Eddie promised to put on some shorts and answer the door when the food finally arrived. Until that moment came, however, he was content to lay naked with his sibling, occasionally brushing a paw over one of her breasts, or teasing one down toward the remaining moisture on her womanhood.

"So...you're sure you're not gonna go running back to mom and dad?" Shannon ask, as she guided her brother's paw right over the sensitive nub of her clit.

Eddie shook his head and rubbed his pawtip into the glistening, ticklish spot. "I wouldn't dream of it...besides, I don't want them finding out about all of this. I don't think they'd ever talk to me again..."

Shannon giggled at the thought and curled the slack of her tail around her brother, keeping him close. If she could pick a moment in the last few years of living with Eddie that she never wanted to end, this had to be it.

"Oh, we'd talk to you again...and we're going to have a very long talk about this, Eddie..."

A delivery driver would have knocked on the front door...but Shannon gave her parents a spare key, and made the mistake of leaving her bedroom door open after what had transpired.

Standing right in the doorway was the siblings mother, with her arms crossed, and a mixture of anger and disgust on her face.

Suddenly, Shannon couldn't wait for the moment to be over.