“Suck my tits!” the blonde demanded, pulling off her top and pressing her chest against the brunette’s face. The high volume of the scene made the speakers of the TV crackle.
“Yeah!” Austin cheered, ready for his orgasm, but still holding back. There was more to this scene. Even better stuff coming up. He squeezed his cock and held on to his orgasm. When he eased his grip, more pre-cum leaked from the tip and created quite the puddle of pre-cum on his stomach. Enough pre-cum that he had to smear it across his stomach again. He kept his eyes on the TV and waited for his favorite part. This was going to be such a great orgasm!
“For real?” asked his sister, standing just behind him at the end of the couch.
“What the fuck?” he screamed, panicked by the sudden, unexpected interruption. What the hell was Robin doing here? He sat up, crouching over to hide his nakedness while twisting to see over his shoulder. He could figure out what had happened easily enough. They always kept the front door locked unless they were expecting company, which meant she had let herself in the backdoor. Mom or Dad had probably told Robin to check on him to make sure he was behaving.
Arms crossed right below her tits, Robin stared at her younger brother with a huge, shit-eating grin on her face. “Having fun?”
“How long have you been standing there?” he demanded as his brain went into overdrive with too many instructions at once. He needed to turn off the TV. He needed to stop, eject, and hide the VHS tape of porn. He needed to run to his bedroom and put on clothes. He needed to take a shower to wash off the pre-cum splattered across his body, the same pre-cum that he could feel running down his stomach into his thick pubic hair. He needed to make sure he didn’t leave a cum stain on the couch. And, most of all, he needed to negotiate a vow of secrecy from his big sister.
“A minute or two,” she replied, still wearing that same big grin. “I never realized who had such a nice one, bro.”
“Shut up,” he grumbled. He didn’t care what his big sister thought about his cock, he wanted to get dressed and figure out a way to swear her to secrecy. Screw the videotape playing. Same with the TV. Clothes mattered most. Hunched over and covering his hard-on, he moved towards the hallway and the safety of his bedroom, except Robin blocked the most direct path.
At five years older than Austin, they had never gotten along. She had been his babysitter whenever Mom and Dad had wanted to go out on a date. In return, he had always ratted her out if she invited over a friend or did anything she out of bounds. While he was still in middle school, she had headed off to college. When she was home for holidays or summers, their relationship went back to being antagonistic. Now that she had graduated from college and had a good job, she lived in a cool apartment across town.
Austin took the long route, darting around Mom and Dad’s overstuffed chairs with an end table and lamp between them. As he moved, his sister backed up until she blocked the hallway. “Where you goin’, bro?”
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