Taboo

I thought she was asleep the night I brought those two men home. I was wrong: she saw everything. And weeks later she walked into the bathroom, sat in front of me, and demanded to know it all.

My brother told me everything: his lovers, his fetishes, what he did with Romina. What he never imagined was that one night I’d end up in bed with her, without him.

I thought I controlled everything at home, until the woman I married made it clear who really ruled the three of us.

She was coming of age, and the entire sanctuary held its breath as she walked naked to the altar where her two mothers waited, ready to initiate her.

He kept saying it was wrong, that he shouldn’t touch me. But his hand was already seeking my waist, and we both knew nothing would stop us for those five days.

What we had was the secret we carried everywhere, but that night, far from the city, we decided to share it with someone else.

She was her father’s wife, but that dawn, sitting in the sand and pressed against his chest, I no longer knew where affection ended and something else began.

On the last night before becoming mortal, she curled up between her two divine mothers, knowing that at dawn she would have to bury everything she was under layers of plain cloth.

From below, while she pushed the guide wire at the top of the ladder, her top lifted from her body and Adrián realized that summer would not be like the others.

I thought the family weekend would be like any other. Until she walked through the gate and I realized the past had never really been buried.

The coach looked at me from across the table and smiled. My father gripped the back of my neck and whispered, “Son, we’re going to do whatever it takes to get you on the team.”

When she came out of the bathroom with her robe tied carelessly and her nipples pressing against the fabric, I knew I could never look at her as just the cousin from summer beach trips again.

They came home at midnight in short dresses, fishnet stockings, and a perfume that hit me like a punch. In three weeks, my house became something else.

Anyone would have thought we’d be sated after the banquet the night before. In this house, desire never rests, and that Sunday was about to overflow.

When I went into the bathroom and found the flowers and that card, I knew that summer would mark me forever, though I still didn’t know how it would end.

I woke with my body burning and my hand between my legs. I never imagined my sister would open the door that morning… or what would happen next.

My mother thought it was another man driving into her against the headboard. Beside her, my sister blew me kisses while my father fucked her mercilessly.

The car was so packed there was only one seat left: on her son’s lap. Marisol never imagined five hours on the road would be enough to cross the one line she should never have crossed.

Lucía came to the mirror naked and called me by the name only she uses. That night, with our parents away, we stopped being just brother and sister.

Three hours reading stories on my phone were enough to make me accept Iván’s proposal. The next day, that hidden camera changed my whole life.