Layla's Revenge

I walked to school with Allen like I did every day. We talked about plans for revenge on Jack. They were all to lame though. Things like stealing his clothes from his locker in gym while he was showering, filling his locker with gay porn and setting an alarm to go off when he opened it. They weren't terrible ideas by themselves, but we were looking for something a bit bigger.

Allen stopped suddenly and changed the subject. "Okay, be honest with me. Have you never really even thought about sex like that before?"

"What is this, truth or dare? I'll play if you will"

"You're on"

"Alright. I've thought about it before. I've actually gotten really horny over some of the stuff I've caught mom and dad doing".

"I knew it! No way you could be so uptight and be raised in our family."

I laughed. "Alright horn dog, your turn."

"What? Oh, shit. Umm truth."

"Okay. I already have an idea of how much you masturbate. There were enough crusty socks in that closet to cover a months worth of jacking off, and mon just did laundry a couple days ago. But what I wanna know is what you jerk off to. Did you ever think about me?"

"Among other things"

"Oooh, kinky. What else?"

"Nuh-uh. One question, one answer. Truth or dare?"

"Ugh, fine". I grumbled. "Dare."

"Adventurous I see. I can deal with that. Flash me your tits."

"Right now? In broad daylight?". The smug expectant look on his face was enough of an answer. I unhooked my bra and closed my eyes as I lifted my shirt up for him. Just as I was going to lower it I heard the distinct click of his camera phone. "You little bastard, that wasn't part of the deal!"

"What deal? I saw some hot ass chick waving her boobies at me, I figured it would be insulting not to get a photo for the spank bank"

"Gross."

"Welcome to the family Layla."

Suddenly it all came together. "Are you bi?"

"That's not fair, I didn't have a choice to pick dare". As the question actually sank in and I sat there looking at him, he knew I wasn't talking about the game anymore. "Umm...maybe..."

"Don't be ashamed of it. Almost everyone our age is at least a little bi-curious. I sure as hell know I am."

"Alright, yeah, I am. Why the sudden need to know though?"

"I have a plan, but I need you to play a part for me."

I found Jack after my second class. He seemed a bit more excited to see me than usual. He has no idea that I know exactly why though. "hey sweetie. Good night out with the boys?"

He stood there looking stupid for a moment and then finally answered. "oh, yeah. It was cool."

"good, that means I get you tonight."

"Okay, but what for?"

I shrugged at him and gave him a quick kiss. "we'll just see what happens. Be at my place around 8 or so". I ran off playfully before he had a chance to change the plans

Next up was Rick, and he was the most important part of the plan. He might be a little trickier to coerce in to my scheme. It took me a while to track him down, but I was finally able to corner him alone before my last class.

“Hey, Rick...you got a second to chat?” His face turned bright red seeing my face. He doesn’t hide guilt very well.

“Umm...uhh...yeah, what’s up Layla?” he said through nervous breaths.

“Look, I’m not gonna torture you alright? I already know.”

“Know what?!”

“You left the video camera behind” His head fell backwards in to a locker. A loud bang echoed through the hallway. “I’m not mad...at least not at you. But I do need your help.” I whispered in his ear my secret plan that’d been brewing inside me all day.

“No...absolutely not. I won’t do it.”

“Alright then...I’ll just have to drop off that little “art film” you made to the police department. I’m sure they’ll be happy to identify people who took advantage of that poor unconsenting girl.”

He had a look of pure defeat on his face. That was enough of a win for me, at least from him. “When?”

“Be there at 7”

8:00

Jack pulled up right on time. I greeted him at the front door and wrapped my arms around him. “You want the good news first, or the bad news?”

“I hate it when you do that. Give me the good news.”

“Alrighty, good news, I made us dinner, and it’s almost ready”

“Okay...what’s the bad news?”

“We’re staying in for the night..”

“Oh...that’s not too bad”

“...to babysit my brother”

Right on queue he ran down the stairs and threw himself on the couch.

There was a look of complete disappointment on his face, because he knew he wasn’t having any fun tonight. “Isn’t he like, a year younger than you?”

“Nine months actually, and don’t ask, my parents just wanted me to make sure he doesn’t go out or anything. They’re too tired to deal with it right now.”

I could see him doing the math on our age difference in his head, and before he could comment, I dragged him in to the living room with Allen and threw him on the couch. “Be nice boys...find something on TV, I’ll bring dinner out.”

As I served up the baked chicken and mashed potatoes on to three separate plates, I wondered if I could add anything to Jack’s to make him more relaxed. I decided against it, since that could quickly turn a fun prank in to something much more serious.

I brought everyone’s plate in and the two of them seemed to be watching a horror movie that Allen had saved on the DVR. “Why this one Allen? Haven’t you seen it like 10 times already?”

“I like this one, and Jack hasn’t seen it yet.”

Jack took his plate and continued to stare at the screen. Some topless bimbo was running for her life. I knew full well that was why Allen saved this movie. There are more boobs in it than any flick I’d seen before. But there was also a special scene later on.

We ate, and talked, and Allen even grabbed a few beers out of the fridge that the boys could drink. I didn’t want anything, but Jack jumped at the opportunity.

Soon enough, there were 4 people left alive in the movie. They started playing a game of “Truth or Dare?”.

Allen turned to me and asked “Layla...Truth or Dare?”

This broke Jack out of his mesmerization with the TV. “Umm...dare?” I said, already knowing what he was gonna make me do.

“I want you to have hot make out session with..." he paused for dramatic effect. "Billy"

Jack now stared at me. "Who the fuck is Billy?"

I hopped out of my chair and headed for my room. It only took a minute before I returned with a small stuffed goat. I passionately kissed him, emphasizing every movement of my tongue for Jack to see. Once I was done, I looked at Jack and asked "jealous?"

He laughed and shook his head.

"Alright Jack, Truth or Dare?"

"Dare"

"Do a sexy striptease for us!"

"What?! With your brother here? No way, I pass."

I knew he would say that, and had a plan. "Alright, house rules are that a pass costs you a price of clothing. Either way you're showing some skin."

Jack slipped his shirt off easily and set it beside him. "It's my turn now, right?"

Allen and I both nodded to him.

"Layla, Truth or Dare?"

"Truth"

"When is the last time you masturbated?"

I really didn't even have to think about it. "This morning...". I didn't mention that I was hidden in my brothers closet while our mom watched him masturbate.

Before Jack could react, Allen looked right at him and asked "Truth or Dare?"

Now smiling, and actually getting in to the game he responded "Dare".

"Close your eyes, and I'll flip a coin. Heads Layla has to come up with a surprise for you, tails and I do."

He closed his eyes and Allen flipped a coin and caught it. The result didn't matter. Allen crawled over and started to play with the bulge in Jacks pants.

"Keep your eyes closed" I whispered at him. I gave a quick signal to Rick, who was hiding in the darkened balcony above the living room. He started up the video camera and began recording just as Allen had pulled out Jacks cock and started licking it.

Jack placed both his hands behind his head and thrust forward a bit, giving Allen easier access. Allen was actually getting in to it as well. He had him hard within seconds, and slowly began to work his mouth around Jacks wide cock.

I wasn't at all surprised that watching was getting me a bit horny as well, and had a bit of a plan worked out for that too. I crept over to another chair, which was out of sight of the cameras focus and took my pants off as quietly as possible. My pussy was already wet as I slipped one finger inside to tease myself.

Allen was working his cock faster now, every so often giving his mouth a break and just stroking it with his hand.

"Mmm baby, I'm about to cum."

Allen quickly went back to sucking him, pushing it as deep in to his mouth as he could. I could see Jacks body tense up as he came inside Allen's mouth. He let out a load moan as he did, and after a few seconds, his body collapsed in relaxation.

"You know, I think that's the only time I'll win a coin flip without even being in on it"

He began to open his eyes and immediately pulled himself away as he noticed Jack kneeling in front of him with his dick still in his mouth.

"Oh, I'm sorry, we're you under the impression that was me?" I said, trying to hold back a laugh.

Jack dressed himself in a quick panic. "What the hell was that all about?"

He didn't notice that I was still idly fingering my pussy. His humiliation was just as big of a turn on as watching Allen suck him off. "A certain video you made last night, with your buddy Rick. You idiots left the camera here."

As all he started to connect everything, he knew he was in trouble. "Layla...I can..."

"Explain?" I cut him off. "You don't need to. I have both videos now, and that effectively makes you my bitch."

Allen started giggling. I doubt he'd ever heard his sister talk to anyone like this before.

"Both videos?" Jack asked. He clearly didn't get it.

I pointed to the dark balcony above him. "I've had this whole event recording as well. At least, the parts that are useful to me. If all turns out as planned, It'll look like I'm not even here. You happily accepted a blowjob from another guy, solely for the enjoyment of it."

His face was a priceless moment of shock and confusion. Serves him right for taking advantage of me like he did. "If you hadn't already figured it out, we're through."

I stood up, dressed myself and walked to the door, opening it and motioning for him to leave. He did without a fight. As he drove off I almost pitied him. Not for what we did to him tonight, but for everything else I planned to do to him in the near future.