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 Title: Keep it Down in There!


Summary: My sister is such a sexy bitch.


Keywords: inc,fic



   My name is Kevin, but my friends all call me KJ.  That is because our
last name is Smith, and I'm not that Kevin Smith.  You know that guy,
Silent Bob?  Anyway, I grew up in a predominantly white suburb in the
Midwest.  Our family never moved or did anything that exciting.  My dad had
a steady job in an office building.  My mom was a typical mom.  She wasn't
some crazy hot MILF or anything like that.  My sister...well, my sister was
a problem.

   My sister and I have fought our entire lives.  Seriously, I cannot
recall a time that Katie and I ever got along.  I am almost two years
younger than she is, but that meant I was only a year behind her in school
initially.  She got really sick several times in the sixth grade and wound
up repeating, and from then on we were in the same grade.  I would have
felt sorry for her, but she was perpetually such an unbelievable bitch to
me and my friends that we would just fight instead.

   Now, when I say 'fight' I mean verbally.  Katie grew early and towered
over me until we were well into high school.  I was short for my age and
only caught up to her late in our junior year.  We both have blonde hair,
blue-grey eyes, vile tempers, and a knack for pissing each other off.  As
you can imagine, that doesn't sit well with our parents.  Every summer from
the sixth grade on, they packed us off to camp just to get us out of their
hair for two months.  Not the same summer camp, so we actually got a break
from each other as well.

   Katie was just insufferable our junior year of high school after she got
her car.  It would have been nice just to have her off of my case and
independent, but our parents insisted that she had to drive me to school
every day.  Katie resented the hell out of me for that, and I resented the
way she bossed me around when we got up to get ready for school.

   I did feel fortunate that I hit a growth spurt in that junior year.  I
went from five and a half feet tall to six foot even over a five month
span. The thing about growing quickly like that is that everything is
growing at the same rate, but you just don't notice it.  It's not like I
woke up one day and I was suddenly taller than my sister.  What you do
notice are annoying things like your favorite t-shirt no longer fits, or
you have to get new shoes and they hurt your feet until you break them in.

   I felt uncoordinated all the time, and I was already way too shy around
girls.  That didn't help.  It also didn't help that my sister was
constantly jumping into my personal life and embarrassing me when I would
work up the courage to actually talk to a girl.  Worse still, my sister
made friends with all the crazy-ass fine girls in my school.  There was a
pack of them that hung out, and they were just vicious to me and my
friends. I tried to stick up for my friends, but those girls were
intimidating.  Naturally, I wanted to fuck every one of my sister's
friends, but that was never going to happen.

   We graduated the eleventh grade and got shipped off to camp again.  At
my summer camp, I got to be a camp counselor for the first time.  I got to
teach canoeing, kayaking, and basic boating skills to a bunch of younger
guys.  I had known a lot of them from previous summers at camp, so it
wasn't a big deal.  I wasn't shy about teaching them and I knew what I was
doing.

   Unlike previous summers, I spent the entire two months doing nothing
else.  I was on the water, paddling people around, carrying the canoes,
kayaks, and rowboats to and from the water, or swimming every single day.
By the time camp ended, I was really tan and substantially stronger in my
upper body than ever before.

   I don't know what Katie's camp had her doing.  She got home a day before
I did, and she was off with her friends when I got home.  We did an
outstanding job of avoiding each other for the last three weeks of summer
vacation.  By that time, I often stayed over at one of my friends' houses,
and Katie stayed over with one of her friends more often than she was home.

   At least that was what we all thought.

   It turned out that Katie had a steady boyfriend who had his own
apartment.  She was nineteen, and so was he.  He had graduated a year ahead
of us, had a job, and had my sister in his bed most nights.  Even had I
known, I would have been fine with that--it kept her from bugging me all
the time.  It's not like I was some guardian of my sister's virtue.

   Of course, Katie messed up and got herself busted by our parents. 
Somehow, I wound up in trouble for it.

   It started with my parents taking me aside and interrogating me about
Katie and her boyfriend, Bryan.  I didn't know anything, but that didn't
stop them from really pissing me off by asking a thousand questions about
my sister's personal life.  Finally, I just snapped at them.

   "Come on!" I said, a little too loud, "Katie is an adult, now.  I'm not.
How could you possibly expect me to know what she does with her personal
life?  She has a car, and I don't.  She has friends who are adults now, and
I don't.  What do you expect me to do, follow my sister around and report
back to you?"

   As soon as I said that, and saw the looks on their faces, I knew I had
fucked up.

   That was exactly what they expected, from then on.  They brought Katie
in, and laid down the rules for our senior year.  We were never allowed to
go out without the other one being there.  If we didn't like it, we could
both just stay home.  Those were our only two options for the next year.

   Katie lit into me right after our parents left us alone.

   "What the hell did you say to them?" she demanded.

   "Whoa!" I shot back, "They were asking me about you and Bryan, and I
didn't know anything!  I told them you are an adult, now, and they didn't
like that.  I told them I wasn't your keeper.  I guess they decided I will
be from now on.  I'm not happy about this either.  Do you think I want you
hanging around with my friends?"

   "Your friends?" she sneered it at me, really pissing me off, "I wouldn't
be caught dead around those losers.  Now I can't even hang out with my
friends without dragging your sorry ass along."

   "Well, I guess you won't have to worry about that," I spat back at her.
"I wouldn't hang out with those stuck-up bitches if you paid me.  I guess
we'll just be staying at home every day for the next year."

   I turned and stomped out after that.

   I think my mother overheard some of that.  She is a stay-at-home mom,
and I think the prospect of having me and my sister at home and at each
others' throats for every single day of the next year terrified her.  She
approached me that evening, trying to talk to me in a soothing voice.  She
was really trying to be reasonable.  I was just too angry and thick-headed
to hear her out.  After a lifetime of hearing her soothing voice, it just
got on my nerves when she tried to talk me out of being mad and stupid.

   Oh, I get all that now.  Years later, I realize how smart and caring my
mother really is.  Back when I was a teenager, though, I thought she was
just clueless.

   For the remaining three days of summer vacation, Katie and I stayed
around the house.  Three or four times a day, we would get into a screaming
match.  Our parents wouldn't even bother to come into the same room.  From
wherever they were, we would hear them holler, "Keep it down in there!"

   Usually, that would be the point that we would break off our arguing and
just glare at each other before we walked away.  A couple of times, we were
so into our screaming match that we didn't hear our parents until the
second or third time they yelled at us, at which point they would start
threatening us with some dire punishment.  We never pushed them to see if
they would actually do it.

   Our senior year finally started, but that didn't put an end to our
fighting.  The morning of our third day of school, Katie barged right into
my room while I was getting dressed.  I was pissed off, still barely awake,
and I was only wearing my underpants.

   "Jesus, Katie!  Don't you even know how to knock?" I yelled at her.  She
looked stunned.

   I expected her to insult me, yell at me, call me a jackass, or something
like that.  Instead, she just said quietly, "We need to leave in twenty
minutes.  Mom's got pancakes on if you're hungry." She closed my door
behind her and was gone.

   Quite frankly, I didn't know what to make of that.  I pulled on some
clothes for school, ran a comb through my hair, and hustled out to the
dining room to wolf down some pancakes before we left.  My mom was the one
who gave me grief for my beastly eating habits.

   Katie was quiet in the car all the way to school.  I barely noticed that
because there were a pair of songs I really liked on the radio, and then we
were at school.  I hopped out of the car and ran off to meet up with my
friends before classes started.  At the end of the school day, I was
waiting at Katie's car when she walked up with two of her gorgeous friends,
Natalie and Annette.  I bristled, preparing for the inevitable
insults...but they never came.

   They just looked at me, and then they talked quietly for a bit.  Natalie
and Annette left, and Katie came over and unlocked the car.  I was feeling
a little paranoid, and checked myself in the mirror.  No obvious problems
that I could detect.  No booger hanging out of my nose or anything like
that.  I looked over at Katie as she drove.  She just kept her eyes on the
road and drove us home.

   When she parked the car, we both got out and went into the house.  It
was the first time I had homework for that school year, so I figured I
would just get it done.  I went to the dining room table and spread out my
books and papers and stuff from my back pack, grabbed a soda, and got to
work.  It only took a half hour, and I was done.

   That was kind of a big deal to my mom.  I had always been a
procrastinator, especially when it came to my homework.  When I finished
and started putting everything back into my bag, Mom came up to the table.

   "Did you just finish your homework?" she asked.

   "Yeah," I replied, not sure what she was getting at.

   "Wow," she breathed, "That's great."

   I got it then, and had to smile.  It did give me an idea, though.  Maybe
if I could keep that up and convince my parents that I was more
responsible, they would let me out of being Katie's watchdog.

   Katie's friends showed up, then.  The entire pack of them.  I bailed for
my room and locked the door.  Katie's room was on the opposite end of the
house, so I figured I was safe from their verbal daggers.

   I got onto my computer and played games until supper time.  Everyone was
surprisingly pleasant at supper that night, including Katie.  I just said
nothing and ate my food.  It was really good, and I made sure to compliment
my mother on it.  It was my night to do the dishes, so I did that when
everyone was finished eating.  While I was washing the dishes, I could see
them watching television in the living room.  The sitcom was one of my
favorites, so I hurried to finish the dishes so I could join them.

   The show was hilarious that night.  We all laughed.  I was sitting on
the opposite end of the couch from Katie, while our folks occupied the
loveseat.  The next show was decent--not as good as that first one, but we
sat through it and enjoyed it.  We all turned in afterward.

   The next three weeks pretty much went like that.  Some of Katie's
friends would come over for a few hours after school, and I would avoid
them.  I got my homework knocked out first thing every day.  We all watched
TV as a family.  School was pretty boring for the most part.  I did manage
to talk to a couple of girls without embarrassing myself.  I couldn't
exactly ask any girls out on a date, and everybody was aware of the rule
regarding me and my sister.

   Then it was the weekend of my eighteenth birthday.  I invited all my
friends over.  A few of them had dropped by to visit, but had bailed when
my sister's friends showed up.  We all felt like we had scars from dealing
with them in the past, so I totally understood when they panicked and left.
I was still pissed about it, but didn't feel like there was much I could
do.

   At any rate, four of my buds came over for my party.  My parents were
going to be there, so it was going to be lame.  Still, we were all
surprised when Katie's friends all arrived for my birthday party.  Let me
tell you, my friends were nervous as hell.  So was I, honestly.  But then
the strangest thing happened.  Those girls, every insanely hot one of them,
were just as nice as could be.

   They didn't try to embarrass us.  They weren't even the least bit
insulting.  They smiled and talked to us and laughed.  We were just
bewildered.  We also suspected it was a setup.

   It was a setup, of course.  There was no way those girls could change
that much after all those years without an ulterior motive.  I just had no
idea what that motive was.

   The next Monday night, I felt like my suspicions were confirmed as Katie
and Natalie burst into my room.  I blamed myself for failing to lock the
door, but I hadn't done anything to antagonize them that I was aware of. 
Katie's voice was shrill and loud.

   "What the hell, KJ?" she hollered at me, "Here I give you a ride to
school every day, all my friends came over for your lame birthday party,
and we were even nice to you!  We didn't pick on your friends, Sarah bought
you that nice shirt, and this is the thanks we get?"

   I was befuddled, but my reflexes kicked in and I shouted back, "What is
wrong with you?  You just barge into my room and don't even knock, like,
ever!  Now you're dragging your friends along..." I lost steam, then, as
Katie and Natalie just grinned at me.  I cocked my head at that.  What the
hell was going on?

   Then, from across the house we heard, "Keep it down in there!"

   Natalie pulled my desk chair out and sat in it.  Katie sat on my bed and
patted the spot next to her.  She said quietly, "Have a seat, KJ, we need
to talk."

   I sat down, but I was nervous as hell.  Natalie might just be the most
attractive girl in my entire school.  She and my sister have been friends
for years.  Natalie had certainly insulted me and my friends plenty of
times over the years.  Now the two of them were here in my room, and they
seemed to have a plan.  Quite frankly, I was prepared to run for my life if
I had to.

   I did sit next to Katie, though.

   "Bryan broke up with me," she said.  Her voice was soft, but she didn't
seem all that emotional about it.

   "I'm...sorry?" I said, not sure what she wanted me to say.

   "Thanks, KJ," she said.  She was actually looking at my eyes and smiling
sadly as she said it.  "I'm not that upset about it now.  We were just
hooking up for sex, and when we couldn't do that anymore, it was pretty
much already over."

   I was stunned to hear that admission.  I was still a virgin, though
admittedly not by choice.

   "Oh," I said.  I squirmed a bit.  "What does that have to do with me?" I
asked.

   Natalie spoke up then.  "KJ, you know that none of us have treated you
right over the years.  We have all been talking about that the past few
weeks, and I just wanted to say that we are all really sorry.  Seriously,
we were really immature, and we feel bad."

   She saw that I was suspicious as she said that, and she sighed.  She got
up from the chair, then, and walked right up to me.  She reached out and
took my hand, pulling me to my feet.  I'm not sure what I expected to
happen, but I was completely unprepared for what did happen. 
Natalie--impossibly hot, sexy-as-fuck, stroke fantasy for every guy at my
school Natalie--wrapped her arms around me and started kissing me!  My eyes
shot open, and I was just standing there in shock.

   I was so surprised I didn't even think to kiss her back.  Natalie looked
really sad as she pulled away from me.  Katie spoke up.

   "I was afraid that wouldn't work," she said to Natalie.  Natalie just
nodded, and a tear ran down her cheek.  I looked from my sister to her
friend, and I was just befuddled.

   "I..." I couldn't even figure out what to say.  I had no idea what was
going on.  Normally in that situation, I just lose my temper and yell.  I
sat back down.

   "What is going on?" I said softly.

   "Natalie wanted to ask you out on a date," Katie said to me.

   "Really?" I said.  I looked at Natalie and asked, "Why would you want to
date me?  You don't even like me.  Is it a pity date because you feel bad
for me?"

   They looked at each other, and they looked surprised.

   Natalie spoke up.  "Is that what you think?  You really don't get it,
KJ. I wanted to ask you out because I think you are hot."

   I snorted at that, but then saw that Katie was nodding in agreement.  I
narrowed my eyes at them, sure they were playing some cruel, drawn-out
prank.  Katie stood up, then.  She shrugged at Natalie before she turned
back to me.  She smiled and leaned over to give me a peck on the lips. 
"I'm sorry, too, KJ," she whispered.

   She had never, ever kissed me before.  I was half expecting it when she
walked to my door and opened it before yelling, "...and if I ever catch you
getting into my stuff again, I'll kick your ass!" She smiled at me again
and then slammed my door closed.  Natalie got up and locked it behind her.

   I was completely floored when she turned to me and then started
undressing as she approached.  Natalie's breasts were absolutely amazing,
and they were right in my face.  Setup or not, there was no way I was going
to let this opportunity pass me by.  I eagerly sucked on her nipple, and
took both her breasts in my hands to feel and softly squeeze them.  Natalie
moaned softly as I sucked her breasts.  She whispered to me.

   "KJ, scoot back on the bed."

   I did, after hesitating to release her breast.  Natalie was still
wearing her lacy white panties, and sexy little white ankle socks.  She
crawled over me on the bed, sitting on my lap and leaning over me to feed
me her hard nipple.  Since I was a little taller than she was, she slid up
to give me her breast.  I could feel her hot pussy right on my belly
button. She moaned softly again as I sucked on her nipple.  When I slurped
on it a little loudly she quietly shushed me.

   I felt her little hand reach behind her and feel my hard cock in my
shorts.  Her fingers traced up and down it for a bit and then she
whispered, "May I?"

   "Mm-hmm," I moaned around her nipple.  I didn't know what she was asking
permission for until I felt her unzipping my shorts and reaching inside
them.  She fondled my dick through my underwear and then I saw her looking
down at me.

   "I really am sorry for being so mean to you," she whispered softly.

   "I really do want to date you," she added after a slight pause.

   She pulled her nipple from my mouth and leaned down to kiss me again. 
This time, I did kiss her back.  I slid my tongue into her mouth and she
sucked on it and ran her tongue around mine.  She slid onto her side next
to me on the bed, and reached down to squeeze my dick again while still
kissing me.  I played with her left breast.

   She broke off the kiss and looked into my eyes.  "That was really nice,"
she murmured.

   She sighed then, and looked down as she pulled the waistband of my
underwear up and looked at my hard dick for the first time.  "Oh, KJ, that
is one really nice dick.  I wish we had more time," she almost purred as
she said it.

   I was just dumbfounded when she slid down and sucked the head into her
hot mouth.  That just felt amazing.  It was the first time anyone ever had
their mouth on my dick, and I loved every second of the experience. 
Unfortunately, we were cut off in less than a minute.  We heard my sister's
voice approaching.

   "I'll get him," she hollered down the hall.

   That was apparently Natalie's cue.  She whispered, "Sorry!" as she
hopped from my bed and pulled her shirt back on.  She unlocked the door,
letting Katie open it and say "Time for dinner, KJ!" She was standing just
outside my bedroom, and her head was facing the kitchen when she said it. I
was hastily pulling my shorts back up and zipping them, and Natalie was
getting dressed.

   Katie smiled at us, and I had to smile back.

   "You jerk!" she said to me, still smiling.

   "Seriously, you need to learn how to knock!" I spat back, also still
smiling.  I gave Natalie a hug.  She dashed into the bathroom that was
across the hall from my bedroom while Katie and I headed to the dining
room. Natalie emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later and said
goodbye to Katie and my mom.  She ignored me completely until she winked
from the front door and left.

   Smoking-hot Natalie wanted to date me.  That was a freaking bombshell I
did NOT see coming.

   I have to admit, the thought kept me up that night.  I was wide awake in
my bed, stroking a boner that would not go away.  I was surprised to hear a
light tapping on my bedroom door.  Since Katie never knocked, I assumed it
was my mom.  I tried to hide my erection by pushing it down the leg of my
underwear and then bunching the covers over my crotch.

   "Come in," I said.

   The door opened silently, and Katie stepped into my room.  The house was
really dark, so I could barely see her after she closed the door behind
her. She couldn't see very well either.  I picked up my cell phone and
tapped it so we had a little light.  I pointed it toward the wall behind me
so it wasn't too much.

   I could see Katie then, standing by my bed in a thin t-shirt.  I saw her
nipples through the shirt, and that surprised me.  I couldn't ever recall
seeing her without a bra, except when she was wearing a swimsuit.

   She whispered something, but I couldn't understand her.  She cleared her
throat and shook her head, and started again.

   "Sorry," she whispered, "I wanted to talk to you, if that's alright."

   "Sure," I whispered back.

   For once, it didn't feel like a trap.  My sister looked nervous, even a
little uncomfortable standing there.  I slid back toward the wall, to give
her room to sit down on my bed.  She looked relieved at that, but then she
slid under the covers next to me.  My bed is narrow, so she was lying right
next to me.  I didn't want to start a fight with her by saying something
stupid, but I was worried about poking her with my hard dick.

   The light from my phone lit her face, just inches from mine.  She looked
into my eyes thoughtfully, but then the light from the phone went out.

   "Should I turn on a lamp or something?" I whispered to her.

   "Probably not," she whispered back, "If Mom or Dad get up, they would
see it and they might check to see why you're still up."

   "Okay," I replied.  That did make sense, but it would take a few minutes
before my eyes would adjust to the dark enough to see Katie's face at all.

   I could feel her warm body pressed against mine, though.  In the dark
like that, she just felt soft and amazing against me.  I mean, I know she's
my sister and nothing was going to happen, but my hard dick couldn't make
that distinction.  Katie's breasts were pressed against me, mashed into the
right side of my chest.  I could clearly feel where her nipples were poking
through her shirt.

   "You smell good," Katie whispered.  I could smell her toothpaste on her
breath, since our faces were inches apart.  At that moment, I was glad I
had showered.  I almost never get up early enough in the morning to shower
before school, so I usually shower before bed.  Katie's shampooed hair
always smells good.

   "Thanks," I said, "so do you."

   She leaned her body into mine, resting the side of her face on my
shoulder.  Her arm wrapped around my waist and she was lightly rubbing my
back.  Her right leg sort of wrapped around my left thigh.  She just sighed
and lay there for a while.  It did feel really nice, even if I was frozen
in place.  I didn't know what to do or say, so I just lay still and didn't
say anything.

   She sighed again before she asked me, "KJ, do you hate me?"

   "Yup," I replied, "Not so much right now, but...come on, Katie, we have
never liked each other."

   "Yeah," she said sadly.

   We lay there quietly for a while again.  I could just barely make out
her silhouette against the lighter wall behind her.  I really wanted to see
her face right then.

   "Hold on," I whispered to her, "I have an idea."

   I reached up and found the pull cord for the Venetian blinds in my
window.  I slid my hand over until I found the rod that adjusted those
blinds and turned it until they let moonlight stream in toward the ceiling.
It wasn't a lot of light, but compared to the pitch black we had been lying
in it was a dramatic difference.  I could clearly see Katie's expression
now.  That face is what I picture now every time I see the word 'wistful.'

   "What's wrong?" I asked her.

   A sad sort of smile spread across her whole face, but gradually.  Katie
looked...wow, my sister looked beautiful when she smiled like that.

   "Oh, KJ, so much is wrong...I'm not even sure where to start." Katie's
eyes were searching mine as she continued.  "I have been thinking about us,
all these fights over the years.  It seems like such a waste now.  We could
have been friends if we weren't so busy fighting."

   I didn't know about that.  I don't think Katie and I ever had that much
in the way of common interests, outside of hating each others' guts.

   "Now, when I look at you," she went on, "I see this incredibly
good-looking guy.  All my friends--yes, those same friends who treated you
like shit for years--saw you walk in to school this year and were just
blown away.  We all feel like complete assholes now.  Of course, then we
were talking about it...Tanya brought up that we have also been really
shallow, because we wouldn't even have noticed how rotten we've been if you
hadn't turned into such a hottie.  That just made us all feel worse,
because of course she was right."

   "My friends never have those kinds of talks," I said.  Katie looked at
me questioningly and I explained.  "You guys can't be that shallow, because
none of my friends even have that kind of deep conversation."

   Katie smiled at that, not the sad smile from earlier, but a genuinely
amused smile.  "That wouldn't have occurred to me," she said.

   I finally felt relaxed enough to put my own arm around her and gently
rubbed her back as she had been doing to mine.  I felt her tense back
muscles slowly relax beneath my fingertips.

   Katie groaned softly at my touch.  I could feel that groan, against my
shoulder as her warm breath washed over it and also against my chest and
abdomen as her chest heaved out that breath.  Katie mumbled then.

   "And the other problem is that you are my brother, of course."

   That one confused me.  "Why is that such a problem?" I asked.

   She looked into my eyes again, and could tell I really didn't get it.

   "I'm not sure I should tell you this..." she whispered it softly.  There
was a long pause as she made up her mind.  "Look, you're my brother.  If
you weren't, though, I would be all over you right now.  I haven't been
laid in almost a month, and I'm horny as hell."

   I could feel the heat from her panties, pressed against my hip.  I had
to chuckle softly at that one, though.

   "I've definitely got you beat there," I whispered back, "I haven't been
laid in eighteen years."

   Katie pulled her head back and looked at me shocked.  "Really?" she
whispered a little louder.

   I just nodded sadly.

   "Wow, I had no idea," she lay her head back on my shoulder, "I just
figured you were getting laid at summer camp, same as me and my friends."

   I looked at her in horror before it dawned on me.  "Wait," I got out,
"There were guys at your summer camp?"

   "Yeah," she said.  Her eyes shot open then.  "There weren't any girls at
your summer camp?  Oh my god, I had no idea."

   We both just lay there as that reality of the past six years sunk in. 
That really explained a lot, for both of us.  It also made me imagine just
how different my summers could have been.

   Katie's thigh finally brushed against my erection, and she froze.

   "Sorry," she whispered.  "Is that your dick?"

   I couldn't help it.  "Nah," I whispered, "I always stash a little summer
sausage in there in case I get hungry in the middle of the night."

   "Shhh!" she whispered, although she was the one who was laughing.  Her
thigh rubbed deliciously against the bulge in my underwear.

   "You are so bad," she whispered.  I was grinning as I looked at her
smiling face.  Then she caught me completely off-guard again.  She leaned
up and started kissing me.

   Really kissing me, like I had never been kissed before.  Katie gave me
an education in passionate kissing over the next fifteen minutes.  It took
me the first three just to try to get my head together and kiss her back,
but then it just got better and better.  When we finally stopped, we were
both trying to keep quiet as we caught our breath.

   Katie was trembling through her whole body.  I could feel it the length
of my body.

   "Are you okay?" I asked her softly.

   "No, not at all," she bit her lip, looking like she might cry.  "God,
KJ, I want you so bad right now."

   "But I'm your..." I didn't get to finish.

   She rolled her body out of my bed as she said, "I know."

   I got a really good view of her bottom.  Her shirt had ridden up in the
back.  Her panties were practically a thong in the back, just a slender
string separating her gorgeous ass cheeks.  I sucked in a sharp breath at
that amazing sight.  She heard me.

   Katie stopped in her tracks and looked over her shoulder at me, then
followed my gaze and realized it was glued to her sexy backside.

   "I'm sorry, Katie," I mumbled when I realized she had caught me looking.

   "It's okay, KJ," she whispered back.  "Do you think I have a nice ass?"

   "It's amazing," I replied honestly.  I was still looking at it.  "I had
no idea you had such a sexy ass."

   It dawned on me who I was talking to at that moment, and I felt my face
blush.  "Sorry!" I whispered again.

   I expected her to be mad.  I half expected her to yell at me, or throw
something.  At the very least, I figured she would cover her bottom and
storm out of my room.  She did cover her bottom with the hem of her shirt,
but she smiled at me and said, "Thanks," softly before she quietly left my
room.

   I lay there stunned for a good four minutes.  I could not believe that
just happened.  Then I heard another soft tap on my door.  "Come in?" I
whispered.

   Katie genuinely looked embarrassed as she came back in and once again
closed the door behind her.

   "Sorry, KJ," she whispered.  She came back over and slid back into my
bed, "I got so distracted that I forgot to say what I really came here to
say in the first place."

   We both smiled at that.

   "I talked to Natalie on the phone after dinner.  She was so turned on,
telling me how sexy you were."

   I felt my cock lurch at that.  So did Katie.  She moaned softly as she
felt it press into her thigh.  I was pleasantly surprised when she reached
down and softly squeezed the middle of the shaft.

   "Damn," she whispered, "It's nice and thick, too." I saw her lick her
lips as her fingers lightly traced their way down to the base of my shaft
and then all the way up to the tip.  I was hard as granite and all I could
do was lie there and breathe heavily.

   She didn't say anything either.  Her fingers squeezed the head of my
cock and then worked their way around it.  They then retraced their way
back down to my balls and she lightly squeezed them as well.  Her breathing
was getting heavier as her fingers worked their way back up to the tip of
my straining dick.

   I finally found my voice.  "Katie, if you don't stop that, I'm going to
come." She groaned at that and she lightly bit my shoulder.

   "Oh, KJ, you should not have said that," she whispered.  Her hand slid
inside the waistband of my underwear, and she started stroking my hard
cock. "That was just mean," she whispered again, "teasing your sister with
this hard cock, and then telling me you're going to come."

   I didn't think I was being mean.  I thought I was just giving her fair
warning.  I really needed to learn the rules of this game.

   "I was just trying to warn you," I said.  I thought my voice sounded a
little whiny, so I cleared my throat softly before I continued in a deeper,
quiet voice.  "I didn't think you would want me to shoot a big load of cum
all over your hand."

   I could see her eyes light up.  Her nostrils flared at that, and she
growled at me.  I was unaware that my sister could be such a hungry animal.
You should never tease a hungry animal.  It's a dangerous and foolish thing
to do.

   In my case, I found that I was soon feeding that hungry animal.  My
sister slid beneath the covers and just slurped my cock right into her
mouth.  I nearly cried out loud at the sensation, but managed to bite my
lip and suck in air through my nose instead.  She was unbelievable, taking
half my cock into her mouth and applying gentle suction.  Her tongue felt
incredible as it was all over the head of my dick.  I don't think I lasted
two minutes.

   "Coming!" I managed to gasp out, just as the first shot erupted from me.
It would not have been enough warning for her to stop, but Katie had no
intention of stopping.  I felt her moan in her throat as she gulped down my
sperm.  It was way too intense for me.  I blacked out, briefly.  It
couldn't have been that long, as I was still coming in my sister's mouth
when I could see again.

   I was still shaking with the aftershocks of that unreal orgasm when
Katie released me from her mouth and slid back up my body.  She gulped the
last of my cum down her throat and then said, "Thank you.  I really needed
that."

   I couldn't believe that she was thanking me.  "Really?" I gasped out,
trying to keep my voice down, "I can't believe you're thanking me.  That
was fucking amazing.  Thank you!"

   She just smiled at that, actually looking a little shy and embarrassed.
I realized, though, that she was still stroking my cock.  My underwear was
pulled down to just below my balls and it was uncomfortable.

   "I'll just get those out of your way, if you don't mind," I said.  When
I reached down for my waistband and lifted my hips, she understood what I
meant and she leaned back a bit to give me room.  I slid my underwear down
to my ankles and pushed them off beneath the covers.  I lay back down, and
moaned softly as her hand immediately found my cock again.

   "You're still hard," Katie chuckled softly.  "Natalie is in for a real
treat."

   I had to chuckle at that.  Katie's eyebrows raised in question.

   "Please don't tell Natalie, but I had completely forgotten we were
talking about her," I said.

   "Yeah," Katie said, looking down at my now exposed cock, "I'm not sure
she'd be that understanding if I told her I had been sucking your dick.  I
mean, she'd understand, but it's still incest."

   My erection throbbed in her hand when she said that.  She couldn't help
but notice.  Katie looked like she was going to say something naughty, but
then bit her lip and shook her head instead.  She gently let me slip from
her grasp, and pulled the sheet back over us.

   "Let's see, where was I?" she was whispering again.  "Oh, right. 
Natalie really wants to get some time alone with you.  But, with that rule
our parents laid down, we couldn't figure out how to make that happen.  She
could come over here, but Mom's always here.  You and I could go over to
her place, but her mom is also always around.  Natalie suggested we could
go out on a double date, but that still doesn't give us a place where we
would have any privacy.  She said I should ask you.  Any ideas?"

   Nothing sprang to mind.

   "Not during the week," I said as I thought it over.  I had my right arm
under Katie.  I brought it to her back and began gently scratching her back
as I lay there and thought some more.  I was looking up at the ceiling, but
I could see her looking at my face out of the corner of my eye.

   "On a Saturday, if Dad isn't home, she could come over here if you went
out with Mom somewhere.  Maybe..." I looked at her then, "Any chance you
and Bryan could get back together?  We could go to his place."

   She pulled a face at that.  "I don't think I want to try getting back
with him, now," she said, "Bryan was a total dickhead when we couldn't have
sex anymore.  I realized then that sex was really all we had going on, and
it wasn't even that good."

   Ouch.

   "Is there anyone else you are interested in?" I asked then.  She looked
a little embarrassed.

   "Not really," she said, "I have been a little too preoccupied with you,
lately."

   "Oh," I whispered back.  I didn't know what else to say on that topic.

   Katie reluctantly disengaged from my arm and got out of my bed.  She
looked really sexy bathed in the moonlight.  I realized for the first time
that my sister was every bit as hot as her friends.  That shook me up a
bit. I had been hard all evening thinking about Natalie, but my dick was
throbbing under the sheet as I checked out my sister.

   "I'm in no hurry to have Natalie take your virginity," Katie whispered,
"So we can just think it over until we come up with something."

   "Okay," I responded.  I realized that she was leaving, so I got out of
my bed and spread my arms to offer her a hug.  She just stood there and
stared at my hard dick for a good minute, so I felt really awkward.

   "I was going to hug you goodnight," I grumbled.  She smiled at that and
stepped into my embrace.  I hugged her as best I could, trying not to
squeeze her too tightly.

   "You are so hard," she mumbled into my chest.

   "Sorry," I whispered back.

   We released each other and I whispered, "Sweet dreams, Katie."

   She was looking at my hard dick and licking her lips.  She finally shook
her head and looked back up at my face.

   "You too."

   I stood there and listened to her soft footsteps fade down the hallway.
I lay back down and figured it would take me a while to fall asleep.  I had
a lot on my mind and I was still rock hard.  I was also drained and tired,
though.  I fell asleep almost immediately.

   For once, I got right out of bed when my alarm went off the next
morning. I had neglected to put my underwear back on, so I searched around
under the covers until I found them and tossed them into my laundry basket.
I got dressed for school like a robot, all without thought.  I was thinking
about Katie, about how amazing her mouth felt on me, and about Natalie.

   A loud pounding at my door made me jump.

   Katie pushed my door open and lit into me.  "There!  I knocked!  Happy,
now?"

   I cocked my head, looking at her and wondering what she was doing.  She
raised her eyebrows at me, as if we were in a play and I had forgotten my
line.  I realized then that we essentially were putting on a production for
our parents' sake.

   "Wow.  You actually learned how to knock on a door," I had found my
sardonic voice.  "Let's give Katie a freaking Nobel Prize for figuring out
how people in civilized countries have been doing it for fifteen hundred
years.  What the hell do you want from me, Katie?"

   "Nice," she whispered, before raising her voice again, "There's just no
reasoning with you, KJ!  Seriously, I just came to see if your lazy ass was
out of bed, and you give me crap!"

   "Keep it down in there!" Dad's voice carried down the hallway.

   Katie smiled and gave me a big hug.  I hugged her back, loving the way
her body felt in my arms.

   "We're on our own for breakfast," she said softly.  I nodded as I
released her.

   We made a real show of ignoring each other as we ate breakfast.  We
actually talked in the car, turning off the radio as we rode to school.  We
sat in the car and kept the conversation going until Annette walked up to
the car.  We got out, then.  I smiled at Annette.

   "Good morning, Annette," I said to her, "You are looking lovely today."

   She actually blushed at that.  "Thanks, KJ," she said softly.

   "You two have a great day," I said, "I'll see you this afternoon."

   At lunch, I had the weirdest confrontation in the cafeteria.  I was
approached by Coach Harper and Coach McMahon, the football and wrestling
coaches at our school.  They looked annoyed with me, and I honestly had no
idea why.  I knew who they were, but was really surprised they had any
inkling who I was.

   "Why didn't you try out for the team?" Coach Harper said.  It was blunt,
and it was how the conversation started.

   "What do you mean, Coach?" I had never played competitive football.  I
had always been too small.  I didn't have the first clue about wrestling,
other than knowing it was a very technical sport.

   "You are one of the most athletic kids at the school now, and you didn't
even try out for the football team," he continued.

   "Or the wrestling team," Coach McMahon chimed in.

   "I'm sorry," I said, "I was a summer camp counselor.  I was in another
state when you held tryouts.  To be honest, I have never been that good and
it never even crossed my mind."

   They just looked pissed as they shook their heads and walked away.  I
was still getting over the fact they even knew who I was.  Then I
realized--they probably don't know who I am.  They never addressed me by
name or anything like that.  They just saw a fit-looking tall kid who
wasn't in either of their programs and felt compelled to confront me about
it.

   I shook my head and got in line to grab lunch.

   I was headed to the table I normally shared with my friends, five guys I
had known for years, when I noticed there wasn't an open spot at the table.
That sometimes happened.  I looked around for a place to sit, and spotted
an open seat.  It was between two of my sisters' friends, Sarah and Carol.

   I felt a little bold, so I walked up and asked softly, "May I join you
for lunch?" All nine of them looked at me wide-eyed, but Sarah managed to
say, "Sure."

   "Thanks," I said to her as I sat down beside her.  "Oh, Sarah, I meant
to thank you for that shirt you got me for my birthday.  It is really
nice."

   It was nice, an authentic Sean John shirt.  Not one of the 'ghetto
fabulous' trashy-looking ones, this was a sharp dress shirt.  I had worn it
to school once already.

   The look she gave me...wow, I almost got shivers.  "You're welcome," she
said breathily, "I'm glad you like it."

   I looked around the table, and these girls were all looking at me.  I
kept my voice low and said, "You should probably talk to each other. 
People are starting to stare."

   They all looked around them.  It was comical how everyone who had been
looking our way suddenly looked startled and became very interested in
their food.  I grinned and tried not to laugh.

   "Are we really that bad?" Carol whispered from my left.

   "Nope," I replied to her.  "But you could totally take advantage of that
killer rep you guys have if you ever want to."

   They all looked intrigued at that idea, and then they really did start
to have some interesting discussions among themselves.  I have to admit,
our cafeteria did have some really good food.  I enjoyed it almost as much
as the company that afternoon.  I approached my friend Jeremy after lunch.

   "Hey, bro.  I wasn't ditching you guys at lunch today.  I didn't see a
seat at our normal table, so I sat with my sister and her friends.  I hope
you don't mind."

   Jeremy just looked at me like he couldn't believe I was saying what I
was saying.  "Dude, I wish I was as ballsy as you," he finally said.  "If I
could get away with sitting with the Nine, I would totally do that."

   I hadn't ever heard them called that before.  Probably because one of
the Nine was my sister.  I got the reference, though, and bit back a laugh.
It did hit me, then, that my sister was easily one of the hottest women in
our school.  She had been in my bed last night.  She had sucked me off.  I
should NOT have thought about that at that moment.  I had to hide a boner
the remainder of the school day.

   My pants were still embarrassingly lumpy as I held my backpack in front
of me and waited by my sister's car after school.  Katie and all eight of
her friends came walking out of the school.  They were walking in step.  I
don't think they realized they were even doing it.  It looked both cool and
intimidating at the same time.  If I had filmed it and replayed it in slow
motion, it would have fit right into a music video.

   They split up into smaller groups as they reached the parking lot. 
Katie and Natalie came right over to me.

   "Hey," I said, "How was your day?"

   "Good," they replied, not quite in unison.  They looked around then. 
"Did you think of a plan?" Katie asked.

   I shook my head.  "I'm afraid not, and believe me, I have really been
thinking about it."

   Natalie looked like she wanted to eat me up right there in the parking
lot.

   I leaned in to her and kissed her softly on her neck.  "I can't wait," I
whispered into her ear.

   She just shivered.  I felt so awesome in that moment.  Like I had just
discovered I had some mutant superpower.  Natalie went to her car, and when
I slid into the passenger seat of my sister's car I realized she looked
jealous.  I am pretty sure she was unaware of it.  I looked over at Natalie
and waved, but talked to my sister.

   "Katie," I said softly to her, "I'm not trying to be mean.  You should
know you have a really jealous look on your face right now.  That could be
bad for us if your friends see it."

   She gasped, and looked into the rearview mirror, adjusting it with her
right hand.  I slid my hand over and squeezed her right thigh gently.  I
was still looking out the windshield.

   "Don't worry, I can't wait to give you a kiss on your sexy neck," I
said.

   "Me neither," she whispered back.

   No one was around when we pulled up to the curb at our house, so I
leaned over and planted that kiss on her neck.  Katie groaned when she
reached her hand over and felt how hard I was.

   It was a brief kiss and grope, and then we went into the house.  Once
again, we made a show of ignoring each other.  I took over the dining room
table and got busy with my homework.  It took me almost two hours to get it
all done, easily the most homework I had ever had in one day my entire
life. Mom was really impressed.  None of Katie's friends came over that
day. Mom asked Katie about it, and I overheard.

   Katie delivered an excellent performance.  "Everyone is over at Sarah's
house today.  They're watching a movie, and I really wanted to see it, but
my brother"--she spat that out--"refused to go over there with me.  He
acted like he had all this homework to get done, but obviously he just
doesn't want me to see my friends or have any social life."

   I looked over at my mom and just rolled my eyes.  She had seen me
actually doing all that homework.

   "Katie, you could have asked me--" she started to say.  She stopped,
then, when she realized that she couldn't give Katie permission to go
anywhere without me until she talked with Dad about it first.  She looked
really frustrated at that.  "Let me call your father," she said finally.

   "Mom," Katie blew out an annoyed huff of breath, "It's too late now. 
I'm sure I missed half the movie already."

   "Just let me talk to him.  You kids have been punished enough," Mom
said.

   Poor Dad, I thought as I put away my books.  He has no idea what he is
in for this evening.  I smiled a little wickedly at the thought.

   Sure enough, right after dinner my mom dragged Dad off to their room. 
Katie and I both heard her say, "We need to talk," before she closed their
door.  Katie and I exchanged raised eyebrows as we cleared the table. 
Normally we take turns doing the dishes, but that evening we both did them,
straining to hear how our parents' conversation went.

   It wasn't that great, from the sound of it.  Mom was using her
reasonable, patient voice on Dad.  He felt backed into a corner and got
pissed off.  He started yelling at her about the time we finished rinsing
the dishes and loaded them into the dishwasher.  We heard mom drop her
ultimate weapon, then.

   She started crying.  I kissed Katie on her neck again, and headed to my
bathroom to shower.  After my shower, I saw a light coming from under
Katie's doorway, and one small lamp on in the living room.  I went to my
room and got on my computer.  Katie's bedroom was right across the hall
from my parents' room.  She sent me a text an hour or so later.

   "Dad just spent a half hour apologizing to mom.  Think they're having
sex now."

   "We still restricted?" I responded.

   "Don't know," she sent back.

   A bit later, Dad came to my door.  His voice was gruff.  "You and Katie
can go out, on your own, but you need to let your mother know where you are
going.  Be back by midnight."

   "Okay," I nodded.  Katie got the same message.  I could barely hear him
through my open door.

   Katie came to my room again that night.  I had left the door slightly
ajar for her, and the blinds were where I had left them the previous night.
I heard her light footsteps before she came in.  Katie closed my door
softly.  I heard her lock it behind her.

   Katie slid into my bed again, and I slid over to make room for her.

   "You do realize," Katie said, "We just manipulated the hell out of Mom
and Dad."

   "It sounds like it worked out, though," I responded, "Dad basically
handed the reigns over to Mom.  You know she'll be reasonable."

   "Right," Katie whispered.  "If it makes you feel any better, Dad made it
up to her, for making her cry.  I could hear him eating her pussy for like
a half hour."

   I looked at her face a little sharply as she said that.  Her eyes had a
dreamy look.  I could only compare it to the experience I had of getting my
cock sucked.  That simple act had made up for years of heartache in my
case.

   I think I had started to really change as a person as a result of
actually doing all my homework.  I was really seeing the benefits of
studying--my grades were better than they had ever been, and I was never at
a loss in class anymore.  I felt like this was another subject I really
ought to try studying.

   "Katie, I want you to do me a favor, if you don't mind," I said softly.

   "What's that?" she asked.

   "I need you to teach me how to eat a woman's pussy," I said, "I mean
really do a good job of it.  I've never done it, and I think it's something
I need to learn."

   She couldn't pass up the opportunity to be a smart ass.  "Whoa, hold on
there, KJ.  Are you suggesting I know how to eat a woman's pussy?"

   "Nope," I replied.  We were both smiling.  "I need you to let me lick
and suck your pussy, and tell me how to do a better job of it.  I may need
lots and lots of practice.  I want to be really good when you decide to
unleash me on one of your unsuspecting friends."

   "So you think I'm just going to turn you loose on all my friends?  Is
that your fantasy, you perv?"

   Now, she said that, but she was sitting up in my bed and scooting her
butt up toward the headboard.  I rolled over her left leg and onto my
stomach.  Katie was able to raise her knees slightly and spread her legs. I
found her neatly trimmed little bush right in front of my face.  She had
come to my room wearing only a t-shirt.

   I really didn't know what to do.

   Katie started me off with the basics.  She spread her lips open and
pointed out the little bud at the top.

   "This is the clitoris.  If you don't know how to do anything else, just
lick this over and over."

   I leaned forward and gave it a tentative lick.  Katie shivered at that.
I continued softly licking it, but Katie apparently thought I was doing it
too softly.  She grabbed the back of my head and really pulled my face into
her crotch, hard.  My nose got mooshed into her little patch of pubic hair,
and it actually hurt a bit.

   I pulled back and whispered, "Ow!  What the heck, Katie?"

   "Oh!  I was almost there!" she hissed back at me.

   I figured she just wanted me to lick harder, so I reached my hands
behind her and seized her pliant butt cheeks, pulling her firmly into my
tongue.  I really licked her clitoris hard, then.  I was looking at her
face, and her eyes shot open wide.  She leaned her head back and started to
moan out loud, then bit her lip to keep the sound in.

   I slid my tongue inside her a little and then lapped up over her
clitoris.  I loved the taste of her juices that I got that way, so I kept
doing that for a while.  Katie's thighs squeezed against my ears, making it
difficult for me to continue.  I was pulling her toward my face by her ass
cheeks, and she felt like she was trying to push away from me.  I was
starting to get frustrated, feeling like she was intentionally making it
more challenging for me.

   I hissed out, "Ow!" when she yanked my hair, pulling me forcefully away
from her.

   "Dammit!" she hissed at me, "I said 'stop!' I'm so sensitive right now,
you jerk!"

   "I couldn't hear you; you had your thighs covering my ears and you were
crushing my head!" I hissed back.

   "Oh," she whispered then, releasing my hair, "Sorry.  I had no idea I
was doing that."

   I sat up and rubbed the back of my head until it didn't hurt as much. 
Finally I whispered to her, "So, how did I mess that up?"

   My pulse had been pounding in my ears from her thighs crushing them, so
I was just starting to hear normally.  Katie laughed softly.  She had
apparently been gasping for breath for a while.

   "That was fucking amazing," she finally whispered to me.  "It was maybe
a little too intense for me, really.  I didn't realize you couldn't hear
me. You made me come at least three times.  After that last one, I was so
sensitive it hurt."

   "Oh," I said.  "So next time, what should I do differently?"

   She started to laugh, then bit off the sound when she saw my expression.
"Seriously?" she whispered.

   I nodded.

   Katie looked thoughtful, then.  She also looked a little uncomfortable
with her legs still spread open around me like that.  We were a little
awkward as we moved around until we were lying facing each other again. 
She giggled a little, softly.

   "You have got my juice all over your mouth," Katie whispered to me, "You
probably need to wash that off before..." Her voice trailed off as I licked
her juices from around my mouth.

   Of course, then my saliva was all around my mouth, so I wiped it off
with my hand.

   "Did I get it?" I whispered.

   She nodded.  "Damn, you have a really long tongue," she whispered again.

   I couldn't help it.  I giggled.  "The better to eat you with, my dear,"
I tried to whisper my best Big Bad Wolf impersonation.  She laughed softly
and pushed my shoulder.

   "You're such a dork!" she finally whispered through her smile.

   "So, how can I do better next time?" I asked again.

   Katie kissed me softly and then started getting out of my bed.  "I'll
tell you next time," she whispered.

   "Good night," I whispered to her.

   "Good night," she whispered back as she softly unlocked and opened my
door.

   After she was gone, I masturbated to a thundering orgasm.  I was
thinking about my sister the whole time.

   The next morning, in the car, Katie said, "KJ, you have got to stop
looking at me like that.  Seriously, it's a little creepy."

   "What do you mean?" I asked.  I really didn't know.

   "You have that whole love-struck puppy thing going on.  I'm your sister,
remember?  The one you can't stand.  You really need to get that look back,
or everyone's going to think we're fucking."

   "Alright, I'll try to do that," I responded.  I narrowed my eyes at her
and turned up the corners of my mouth in a disapproving sneer.  "Better?" I
asked.

   She snorted a little laugh when she glanced over at me.  "Better, but
still not great," she said.  "You really suck at this."

   I guess I had a hurt expression when she said that.  She glanced over
and said, "Much better."

   I thought to myself, my sister may be sexy as hell, but she really is a
bitch.

   I kept that in mind, and it sustained me through the day.  I passed on
sitting with the Nine at lunch, since Jeremy had saved me a seat.  My
friends were always there for me.  Nobody mentioned or asked about
yesterday's lunch.  We chatted idly about classes and girls while we
stuffed our faces.  Shawn told a really funny joke, and Seth shot a little
milk out of his nose as a result.  It was a good lunch.

   When I got up to empty my tray and put it in the stack, Natalie was
right in front of me in line.  It was a quick minute, but I got to admire
her shapely ass the whole time.  I felt like a dork when I realized that
Katie and half her friends saw me staring that whole minute.  I was going
to catch some hell after school, I thought.

   I did, but it wasn't the sort of hell I imagined.  I waited at Katie's
car for an awfully long time after school let out.  Two thirds of the cars
were gone from the parking lot when the Nine emerged, once again in
lockstep.  They were all looking at me as they approached.  I shifted
uncomfortably.  I had been standing there for at least fifteen minutes, and
my new shoes were killing my feet.  Those girls looked like they were on a
mission.  They were headed right at me.

   They marched up and stopped, fanning out so that I was surrounded. 
Natalie walked right up to me.  Her face was a little flushed.

   "I heard you were staring at my ass in the cafeteria," she said.  I
nodded, not knowing what else to do.

   "KJ, everyone saw you staring at my ass.  That is just so
disrespectful." She wasn't loud.  She didn't sound all that angry, but she
did sound serious.  "We were trying to figure out how to punish you for it.
We had some ideas, but those were a little kinky."

   As she said that, her eyes darted over to Sarah.  She colored a little
at that.  My mind was all over the place, but the one thought that really
stood out was, "Sarah is the kinky one?  I never would have guessed that."

   Natalie cleared her throat, and all the girls closed in behind her,
forming an impenetrable semicircle around the two of us.

   "You need to apologize, KJ," Natalie said.  Her eyes had this weird
expression that I just could not read.  I couldn't tell if she was mad,
turned on, embarrassed, or what.

   "Hey, Natalie, I'm really sorry," I said.  "I had no idea I was
embarrassing you like that."

   "No," she said, "You need to get down on your knees and apologize like
you really mean it."

   I was going to protest, but her hand on my shoulder was insistent.  I
figured I would just do it and get this over with.  I went to my knees in
front of her.  Before I could say a word, though, she pulled my face right
into the crotch of her tight shorts and said softly, "Kiss it."

   I could smell her arousal through her shorts.  I surprised all of them.
I set my backpack aside, reaching behind Natalie to seize her shapely ass
as I planted a loud smooch on her zipper.  I squeezed her cheeks, and every
one of those girls could see me do it.  I pulled my face back, then.

   "This was a really bad idea, Natalie," I said.  My voice was not loud,
but they could all hear me.  "If I really kiss you down there, the best I
can, your panties and shorts will be completely soaked.  Wouldn't that be
more embarrassing than me staring at your sexy ass?"

   All nine of them gasped at that.  I did plant another soft kiss at the
junction of her thighs.  "I am sorry that I disrespected you," I said,
looking up into her smoldering eyes, "I won't do it again.  Forgive me?"

   She growled at me, once again looking like she wanted to eat me up on
the spot, but my sister spoke up.  "I think that will do for now.  Get up,
KJ."

   As they dispersed, I had never seen those girls look so shaky.  I got up
and picked up my bag.  As soon as we were in the car, Katie was just
staring at me.  She had that same tough-to-read expression that I had seen
on Natalie's face a couple minutes before.

   "What the fuck was that?" she breathed.

   "What?" I said, "I told her I was sorry."

   "Yeah, right!" she went on, "And now every one of my friends is thinking
about my brother eating their pussies."

   "How do you know that?" I countered.

   "Because that's what I'm thinking, and I could see their faces!  Was
that your plan all along?"

   I looked at her and shook my head.  "I didn't plan anything, Katie.  I'm
not going to bullshit you--I always thought your friends were hot.  I also
knew every one of them is out of my league.  What I have just figured out
here lately, though, is that my sister is hotter than all of her friends."

   Katie just looked at me for a long minute.  She shook her head and
started the car.  Halfway home she said, "I am going to suck your cock so
hard tonight."

   It was really tough for me to concentrate on my homework after that. 
Katie called me a dork and a space hog, getting me to limit my stuff to
half of the dining room table.  She spread her own work on the opposite
side.  We bitched at each other for a little while, until my mom called out
from her room.

   "Keep it down in there, you two!  I can't hear my show."

   I grumbled, but my heart wasn't in it.  Katie had taken off her shoes,
and her toes were sneaking up the leg of my shorts.  I wasn't really a toe
guy, but she had really good control as her toes stroked my hard shaft.  I
found out that Katie was skilled at multitasking.  She finished her
homework within twenty minutes and left me at the table.  It took me
another half hour to finish my work.

   Katie left to hang out at Carol's house, but she was back in time for
dinner.  My dad was pleased that she was prompt getting back to the house.
I really did try to ignore her for the rest of the evening, mostly because
I didn't trust my control over my expressions.

   I was halfway through doing the dishes when Katie approached me and
whispered, "What are you doing?"

   I looked at her, not sure what her point was.  "It's my night to do the
dishes," she said.  I felt like an idiot as I looked over at the little
chart on the front of the fridge.  She was right.  That is not a mistake I
ever would have made prior to the last couple weeks.  I set the glass back
into the sink softly and dried my hands, trying not to draw attention as I
joined our parents in the living room.

   It took Katie less than five minutes to finish the dishes.  When she
plopped down on the couch next to me, Dad said, "That was quick." He turned
up the volume on the television to drown out the dishwasher.

   I wasn't all that interested in the show that was on, so I excused
myself and went to my room.  I played on my computer, wishing for the
millionth time that it didn't have parental controls.  I couldn't watch
porn, and couldn't even delete my browser history.  This was a few years
back, so I was probably playing one of those massive time-sucking games
like Civilization or something.

   Whatever it was, I got really into it for the rest of the evening.  My
mom knocked on my door and reminded me to grab a shower.  I turned off the
computer, gave her a hug, and washed my body.  I was practically shaking in
anticipation when Katie finally came to my room an hour later.  She was
quiet as she locked the door behind her, then she pulled her shirt off over
her head and hung it over the back of my chair.

   Katie looked just unbelievable.  Naked, her body was so perfectly
proportioned that she looked like a centerfold.  She pulled back my covers,
and was surprised to see I was wearing my underpants.

   "Do me a favor, KJ," she whispered, "from now on, you need to sleep
naked."

   My voice cracked a little as I hurried to take the offending drawers
off. "Okay," I croaked.

   She was on my cock like a starving woman after that.  She slurped a
massive load out of me and kept right on going.  Granted, I was so horny
the first one took all of five or six minutes, if that.  I lasted a lot
longer after that, though.  It felt absolutely unbelievable.  She had to
remind me to be quiet four times.  When I was getting close to coming a
second time, she had to stop.

   "My jaw is starting to really hurt," she whispered apologetically.  My
hard dick was pulsing and bucking against my belly.  I had been really
close.

   I carefully got out of the bed.  "You lie down here, Katie.  It's my
turn to do you."

   She took my spot, and I knelt between her thighs.  She spread her legs
for me, and I put them up over my shoulders.  I kissed her puffy lips
tenderly.

   "So, what tips do you have for me tonight?" I asked, "How can I do it
better than last time?"

   She had apparently given it some real thought.  She answered
immediately. "You need to pay closer attention so you know when I'm
coming," she said, "My pussy will be really sensitive--especially my
clit--right after I come.  When that happens, you need to stop licking
there and sort of softly tease the rest of my pussy until I'm ready for you
to do it again.  Does that make sense?"

   "Yes.  It will help if you let me know when you're getting close, and
when you actually come.  Okay?" She nodded, and I started licking her clit.

   "Too hard!" she gasped immediately.  I nodded and licked her softly. 
After a minute of that, she hissed, "I'm getting close.  Don't stop, just
keep licking it just like that."

   Her thighs started closing in on the sides of my head again, so I
reached up and tapped the insight of her right thigh softly with my left
hand.  She nodded down at me and forced her legs back open.

   "Coming now," she moaned softly.  I could feel her wetness on my chin
and her legs shaking.  I eased off of licking her clit and languidly worked
my tongue around her lips.  I was curious to see what would happen, so I
started sliding my tongue into her opening.  She bucked in shock at that,
"Christ!  I'm coming again!"

   I had to pull my mouth away.  "Shhh," I reminded her.  It was
distracting, seeing her magnificent breasts bouncing all over as she came.
I slid a finger inside her to replace my tongue as I savored the taste of
her in my mouth.  My finger was really able to gauge more accurately how
her orgasm was going.  I withdrew it when she was obviously done with her
climax and, I presumed, too sensitive.

   She was panting and trying to catch her breath.  She looked so sexy.  I
slid up her body and whispered, "May I?" as my mouth closed on her right
nipple.

   "Yes!" she whispered.

   I realized that night that my sister had her most intense orgasms when I
sucked on her clit and buried two wet fingers inside her pussy.  I hadn't
yet figured out how to feel for her 'g-spot,' but when I occasionally
brushed it, she had a really tough time keeping quiet.  Since she was
letting me know each time she came, it was easy to keep track.  Seven times
she came from my mouth and fingers that night.

   She did suck another load from my cock before she left my room.  We both
overslept the next morning.

   Mom was actually in my room after turning my bedroom light on.  "KJ! 
Get up!  You and your sister need to get going or you'll be late for
school!"

   I shot out of bed, only realizing when I saw my mom's shocked expression
that I still wasn't wearing underpants.  I grabbed my pillow and covered my
crotch, gasping out, "Sorry, Mom!"

   Great, I thought, not only did she see me naked, but I've got morning
wood, too.  Mom's got to think I'm some kind of pervert now.

   I did get dressed quickly, and had time to scarf down a power bar and a
cup of milk with vitamins before Katie was dressed and ready to go.  I
handed her a power bar with vitamins, and carried a plastic cup of milk to
the car for her.  We both hollered out, "Bye, Mom!" before we closed the
front door behind us.

   We made it to school and into class before the tardy bell rang, but it
was really close.  As I sat in my first-period English class, I realized we
had to be more careful with these late-night exploits.  Much more careful,
if we didn't want to get busted.  After school, Katie actually brought it
up first as we sat in her car in the parking lot.

   "That was just way too close this morning," she said as soon as we were
alone in the car.

   "It was worse than you think," I said, "Mom saw me naked, and I had a
hard-on."

   "Really?" Katie laughed at that.  She shook her head, but kept laughing,
"Sorry, KJ, it's just--good lord, I can only imagine her face."

   I shook my head and looked out the window.  There were still a bunch of
cars in the parking lot.  Football and band practice were both right after
school, and there were other after school activities, so it wasn't like we
were the only car in the lot.  I turned and looked at Katie.

   "Do you think I need to talk to Mom about it?" I asked.

   "About what?  Her seeing you naked this morning?"

   "Yeah."

   Katie looked thoughtful as she started the car.  "I would let her bring
it up, if I were you."

   "Hold on, don't leave yet," I said.  Katie turned off the engine.

   "What's up?" she asked.

   "We really need to get a plan together.  We'll get busted for sure if we
just keep going like we have been."

   It took a good forty-five minutes before we got a text from my mom. 
"Everything OK?"

   I thought quickly.  We had both got the same text.  "Let me call her, I
have an idea," I said.  Katie nodded as I called Mom back.

   "Sorry about that, Mom," I said, "It was totally my fault, Katie was
stuck waiting for me.  I'll explain when we get home.  See you soon.  Love
you!"

   I filled Katie in on the story as we drove home.  She made sure she
looked pissed as we walked in the front door.  As she stomped off to her
room, I said, "I said I was sorry!  It wasn't even my fault!"

   "Whatever!" she said as she slammed her door.

   "What happened?" my mom asked.

   "It was so weird, Mom," I said, "I got cornered by Coach Harper and
Coach McMahon, and they were grilling me about why I hadn't tried out for
football or wrestling this year."

   This was a true story, but obviously that had happened a couple days
earlier, at lunch.  I went on.

   "I don't even think they know who I am, really.  They just see me now,
after that growth spurt, and I look like one of the guys that should be on
their team.  Anyway, I told them that I was working this summer at the camp
when they held tryouts."

   Mom had glanced at my crotch when I mentioned 'growth spurt.' It was
subtle, but I caught it.  I think I managed to keep that out of my face.  I
finished by apologizing to her again for making us late, but she was
dismissive.

   "That's okay, KJ," she said.  "Clearly that wasn't anybody's fault."

   I nodded gratefully.  "Thanks for being so understanding, Mom," I said,
as I started getting to my homework.

   After dinner, Katie went to hang out with her friends.  Jeremy and Sean
came over after I called them, and we had a nice time hanging out like we
used to.  According to plan, Katie did not come into my room that night.  I
didn't sleep well, but I did get enough sleep that I was up when my alarm
went off.

   In the car on the way to school, I said, "I know it was my idea, but I
still missed you last night."

   "I missed you too," she said.

   I was thinking about Katie's gorgeous naked body.  That was a mistake,
as it made me hard instantly.  She saw my annoyed expression out of the
corner of her eye.

   "What's wrong?" she asked.

   "Dammit, I started thinking about your sexy body and now I'm all hard,"
I whined.  "I'm going to have to hide this all day."

   Katie snickered a bit.  "Sorry," she said, but she was giggling.  I
didn't believe her.

   I did manage to will my erection away before English class was done.  At
lunch, I wound up getting there earlier than my friends, and I grabbed our
usual table.  I heard a soft voice behind me say, "Hey."

   I turned around and saw Carol standing behind me.  "Hey, Carol," I said,
"How are you?"

   She was holding her tray flat against her body, since she hadn't gotten
food yet.  She looked a little shy or embarrassed.  "I'm having my
eighteenth birthday next weekend," she said, "I wanted to invite you. 
Katie said it was okay."

   "I would love to come to your birthday party," I said.  "What should I
get you for a present?"

   Carol involuntarily glanced down and then looked embarrassed.  "You
don't have to get me anything, KJ.  I'd just like you to come."

   "Okay," I said, not wanting to embarrass her further.  "Thank you for
inviting me."

   She moved along to get her lunch, and my friends started arriving right
after that.

   Our table was mostly full when Jeremy asked, "So, what did Carol want?"

   I couldn't pass up the opportunity.  "Oh, you know, she wanted me to
meet her after school and bend her over for a..." I didn't even have to
finish that.  Everybody just lost it.

   I grinned, "She was letting me know I could tag along with my sister to
her birthday party.  As long as I get her something nice."

   Sean whined at that.  "Man, why don't hot chicks invite me to their
birthday parties?"

   Doug said, "Because you don't have a smoking hot sister."

   I glared at him for that one.  He just spread his hands.  "What?  Dude,
she may be a bitch, but your sister is hot."

   I blew out a breath.  "You have no idea," I said, "She's secretly an
evil little gnome who climbs into this hot chick outfit before she leaves
her room."

   They all busted up again at that one.  It was the first time I realized
that my best friends all lusted after my sister, though.  I couldn't blame
them.

   It was Friday, but I still got right on my homework after school and
knocked it out.  Katie and I both got permission and went out with our
friends.  I went to the movies with a couple of my friends.

   Late that night, Katie was naked in my bed again.  While I licked her
tasty pussy, she told me that Natalie seemed a little desperate to figure
out a plan for us.

   "Oh, that's really good.  Right there," she gasped softly.  I leaned
back after she finished coming, licking my lips clean.  "Where was I?" she
continued, "Oh, right.  Natalie said her parents may be out of the house
Tuesday night.  Her aunt invited them for some family thing, but since it's
a school night, Natalie would not be able to go with them.  The problem is,
her parents won't leave until after nine, and that doesn't leave a lot of
time before we'd have to be back here."

   I listened to her.  It sounded to me like Natalie and I would still have
at least two hours together in that scenario.  Katie didn't look happy
about even telling me this.  I wondered if she even realized she was
jealous of Natalie spending time with me.  I rested my head on the inside
of her thigh and softly ran my index finger around her puffy pussy.

   "Did you tell Natalie that I was a virgin?" I asked her softly.

   "No," she whispered back.

   "Good," I whispered as I slid up to kiss her.  She moaned softly as my
tongue invaded her eager mouth.  I was becoming a much better kisser under
her tutelage.  Her eyes opened wide when she felt my hard cock entering her
pussy.  I pulled my mouth from hers and whispered, "I'd hate to make you a
liar."

   "But I'm your sister!" she moaned softly.

   "I know," I whispered back.

   Her pussy felt absolutely wonderful as I slowly slid deeper.  She was so
wet that I had no trouble sliding my full length inside her, even though
she was so tight around me.  When I was all the way in, I held still.  I
kissed her gently on her mouth.

   "Should we stop?" I asked.

   "Yes," she breathed back, "We should definitely stop."

   Her legs wrapped around my back.

   "But we won't," she finished.

   As was usually the case, my sister was right.  That night, I didn't mind
just how deeply and thoroughly correct she was.  I knew Katie was on the
pill, and at her urging I filled her pussy with a massive load of cum. 
Twice.

   Saturday morning I slept in blissfully.  I was not in a hurry to leave
the bathroom after I got out of bed.  I could not keep that silly fucking
grin off my face.  I really didn't know how I was going to face my parents
or my sister without looking like I had done exactly what I had.  I had
gotten laid.  It was far better than I had even imagined it would be.

   I was spared when I heard my mother holler from the front door.

   "We're leaving now.  We should be back in time for dinner.  Call us
before you go anywhere!"

   "Okay!" I yelled back.

   I waited until I heard the car leave before I finally left the bathroom.
I had showered and brushed my teeth.  From the opposite side of the house,
Katie emerged from the other bathroom she shared with our parents.  She was
wrapped in a bath towel.  She grinned at me.

   "So, KJ, do you have any plans for today?" she asked.

   "I really didn't," I answered.  I was being honest.  Oh, sure, I could
call my friends and find something to do.  I had a feeling that wasn't
going to happen.

   Katie really enjoyed riding me on the living room couch.  I was really
able to savor her fantastic tits while she was able to control the angle
and depth of my cock inside her.  I was getting better at figuring out when
she was close, and then I was able to drag it out to give her more intense
orgasms.

   My personal favorite was taking her from behind, playing with her
gorgeous ass while I watched my dick sliding in and out of her snug pussy.
Her expression when she looked back over her shoulder at me was impossibly
sexy.  I came really hard inside her once that way.  I was able to hold
back my next orgasm for hours.

   Some of the positions we tried were just not all that great for either
of us.  By noon, Katie was just done.  I still hadn't had that second
orgasm and she lay in her bed and groaned when she saw how hard I was.

   "KJ, I have to stop," she said as she slapped my hands away from her. 
"Seriously, if you slide that thick dick into my pussy any more today, I
will be sore for a week.  Stop!"

   I relented, but my eager dick was still waving around over my thighs. 
She rolled away and pulled on fresh panties and shorts.  She reached for
her phone and made a call, putting on her shirt as she waited for an
answer.

   "Who are you calling?" I figured she was leaving the house, and was
calling Mom.

   "Reinforcements," she replied.

   You know how I said earlier I wanted to fuck every one of her friends,
but that would never happen?  Turns out I was wrong.


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