We weren’t halfway through the movie, not that anybody was watching it. I was sitting on the couch trying to watch, but most of what I heard was my “little” twin sister, Kelly, making out with her boyfriend in the recliner. They weren’t even trying to watch the film, and I was having a hard time not watching them. It was strangely arousing seeing her like that, and a beast gnawed at me. My sister was hot. It was probably...

I waited in the car, impatient. I did my homework from the driver’s seat and waited outside East Hills High for Kelly’s cheer practice to end. I was antsy. I was excited. She’d said she would hurry, but the clock turned to 4:00, and she still wasn’t out. Oh, wait, there she was. I started the engine, cheering on my cheerleader. She looked at the car, beamed, and then raced over. “Oh, thank fuck,” Kelly shouted, slamming t...

“Aww, sweetie, is your belly bothering you, too?” Lynn, my mother, asked. She pressed her hand against my head and leaned over me. She was barely dressed, wearing the same nightdress she’d worn last night beneath her house robe. Her small, supple breasts fell over me. “Yeah, bad chicken....” “Well,” she said, “you’re not running a fever.” She leaned in closer to whisper in my ear. “And you’re a much better actor than your...

“Oh, yes. Oh, fuck!” Kelly cried out as I drove my cock into her tight body. She heaved as she reached out, digging her nails into the sheets, and she screamed. Face down, ass up, I drilled into my sister’s tight pussy. “Oh fuck, Kels,” I moaned, splashing into her body with every thrust. She was so wet. I held her by a handful of her ass and pressed into her. Her muscles grew tighter around me, and I wanted to spill ever...

“No, Jessy, you’re going to talk to me,” Kelly shouted. “There’s nothing to say, Kels.” “Well, clearly there is. You’ve been mopey for weeks. Is it Aliza?” I swung into the parking spot at school and held the steering wheel in both hands for a moment as I took a deep breath. “What’s wrong, Jessy?” Kelly begged. “Nothing, I’m just being impatient. I want to move forward. I’m just frustrated. I want her to let me be with he...

I knocked on Jessy’s doorframe and peered inside as he lay in bed, staring up at his phone in the dark. “You’ll hurt your eyes; you know?” “If you say so,” Jessy said. “What are you doing up here, anyway? Isn’t the party downstairs?” “It is”—I stood up straighter as I smiled at him—“And you’re not invited.” I stuck my tongue out at him. He nodded with a sigh. “Oh, trust me, I’m aware. So, what do you got there, anyway?” “...

I lay in bed, not entirely certain what I was feeling as I listened to everything. Happening downstairs. I could picture it all so clearly in my mind’s eye. I imagined Kelly and Aliza in the lingerie they'd bought earlier. Of course, they had both given me a peek at what they bought (separately, of course). Maybe it was all some plan meant to torment me. Some kind of fucked up karma. I imagined them taking it off each oth...

It was the morning light that woke me as it filtered in through the window, and a smile made its way to my face as I stretched and reached under my pillow, brushing against the lace texture of Lynn’s panties. The memory of her “tucking me in” returned in force. I pulled them out from under my pillow, bunched them in my hand, and took a deep breath. God, they smelled like her sex. I tucked them back under my pillow, smilin...

I laid Aliza against the sheets and took a moment to gaze at her by the soft glow of a salt lamp, taking her in. It was the only thing I could do as I brushed my hand over the soft curves of her face, pressing her hair back. She smiled at me even as she seemed to fall away, deeper into the sheets. I smiled back and then kissed her soft lips softly. We had the night to ourselves, more or less. Mom and Dad were out, Kelly h...

My head rested against the cool glass window as the landscape went by. My hand hurt. My ribs hurt. I was pretty sure Derek was hurting more. That was something at least. There was a winner, and I didn’t lose. “I just can’t fucking believe you got yourself suspended. I can’t believe you made me leave work to face that boy’s mother. Then you wouldn’t even tell the principal why you just attacked the star running back, and t...