Page 17 of Illicit Island


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After we’ve finished dinner with our parents, we all climb into my parents’ SUV and head to the beach house. Silence fills the car the closer we get there, and I know it’s from the anticipation of the conversation that’s about to be had. Parking, Joaquin turns the key and looks back at all of us, taking all of us by surprise.

“Before we go in there and talk about everything, I just wantto say I love you. Each and every one of you,” he whispers, looking into everyone’s eyes.

“We love you, too, J. C’mon, let’s go up,” I reply. Exiting the vehicle and heading up the steps takes longer than usual. Scattering around the living room, we all take a seat on the couches. I sit between Clara and Brissa and look at Tonio and Joaquin to the left of us.

“So, I’ve been enjoying my time with you. Every day since the first day we got here has been electric, and I never want it to end. I am in love with each of you, and I would be lost without you,” I declare, starting our discussion.

“I have enjoyed my time as well. I’ve learned so much about myself, and although I haven’t had as much experience as the rest of you, I feel so loved by you guys. I don’t want this to end,” Brissa quips.

“Same,” Clara, Joaquin, and Tonio say simultaneously.

“Okay, so what I wanted to discuss is whether or not we all want this… to really be together? To promise each other that we won’t let anyone get between us, no matter what? Are you in, or are you out? If you want other relationships, I understand, but I don’t think I can see that, so if anyone wants to do that, I’d have to bow out of this relationship,” I propose. Everyone looks at each other, and I’m scared that they want something more than what we have. What if it was too good to be true, and they only want us to have a summer fling? What if this island let us explore the taboo parts of our relationship, and now that we have, is that spark gone? I scoot closer to the edge of the couch, and just as I’m about to leave with my heart broken, they all speak.

“We’re in,” Joaquin says, tucking Tonio closer to him.

“All the way,” Clara agrees. Tonio and Brissa nod their agreement. Releasing a deep breath, a sense of relief overtakes me, and I jump up as we all hug each other in a circle.

“So that means we are all girlfriends and boyfriends. No seeing other people. Clara, that means ending it with Ezra for good. Make sure he knows you’re taken, even if you can’t say that you’re with us,” Joaquin declares.

“Don’t worry,Cariño. I made it perfectly clear that if he even comes near me again, I will report him to the dean. Believe me, I don’t want anybody else but y’all.” Clara smiles.

We definitely needed this conversation, and I’m happy we finally had the opportunity to stop and just make it known that we are together and nothing can come between us. We won’t let it.

Wow, maybe we can have it all?

13

Joaquin

A couple of days after the talk…

I never thought I’d find aforevertype of love. I thought I’d end up a bachelor well into getting drafted into the NBA. It certainly was headed that way for all of the college girls I had one-night stands with. But to have found that type of forever love with my family is so unexpectedly beautiful. While it has been beautiful, it has also been enlightening, finding many different ways to fuck my brother, sister, and cousins. The secretive nature of our illicit affair has been the highlight of my summer, perhaps even my whole life. Who knew something so wrong could feel so right?

“Hey asshole, let’s go running on the beach. We need to keep up our strength and conditioning training to stay fit for practice when school starts,” I yell to Tonio across the pool.

“Joaquin,deja de decir malas palabras.” Mama gasps.(stop saying bad words)

“Perdoname, mami. Tia,” I apologize.(I’m sorry, Mom. Aunt.)My papa and Tio Matías shake their heads with a smile, and my cousins, sister, and brother laugh.

“I’m done. Let me refill my water bottle,” Tonio answers. I get out of the pool, grab a towel, and dry myself off. I pick up my water bottle from the picnic table where Brissa is tanning nearby.

Approaching Brissa, I lean down and whisper in her ear, “We’ll be back in an hour, hermanita. Make an excuse to go up in thirty minutes, tell the girls to cover you with Mama and Papa, and get your ass upstairs. It’s time we both take you at the same time,” I whisper. Brissa shivers in anticipation, and I smile, kissing her forehead as I meet Tonio down by the sand dunes.

“What was that all about?” he asks.

“I told her to get ready because, in an hour, we’re both going to finally fuck her,” I exclaim. We’ve been taking it slow with our little sister. After hearing that Lena was the one to pop her cherry, we both took turns making love to her. Tonio and I were hoping it would help ease her into what we have planned for her, and since she was able to take Lena’s big-ass strap-on dildo, she should be ready to take both of us at the same time, and this time, we are taking her in the ass as well.

“Holy fuck, and you want us to run before we do that? Are you fucking out of your mind? We’ll lose all our energy, idiot, and won’t be able to perform when the time comes,” Tonio admonishes.

“What are we fucking eighty years old and don’t have the stamina? Fucking hell, Tonio, I don’t know about you, but I can handle it. Can you?” I tease, smiling brightly, so that he knows I’m just fucking with him.

“Haha, very funny, asshole. Fine, but I don’t want to go all out. Just a minor jog, nothing else,” he growls. I nod, and he makes his way down onto the flattened sand, and we take off.

* * *

Upon returning from our jog forty-five minutes later, Tonio and I head upstairs, drenched in sweat, and make our way to our shared bathroom. The door to the girl’s entry is slightly ajar, and Brissa is trying on different kinds of lingerie while modeling in front of the mirror. I playfully slap Tonio’s chest and point to Brissa on the other side. He smiles, matching mine, and we quickly turn on the shower for a quick rinse before the real fun begins.

“Hurry up, get in,” I whisper-yell.