Joe could feel his cock twitch in his shorts. Thinking of his sister being his girlfriend sounded really hot to him. He called the number of the hotel and, shortly, had the arrangements made. One room. Two nights. Twin beds.

By late afternoon, they had arrived at the town of Sharpsburg, Maryland, the location of the Antietam National Battlefield. The battle had occurred on September 17, 1862, and was the bloodiest day in American History. As they drove through the park, it was hard to believe that so much violence had ever occurred here. This was a beautiful, bucolic, area.

After an hour or so they decided to find the...