Date: Sun, 22 May 2011 12:43:55 -0700
From: Taboo <anewtaboo@gmail.com>
Subject: Head of the Household Chapter 4

DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction revolving around incest
as well as consensual teen sexual explorations. All appropriate
warnings apply.

Feedback always appreciated: anewtaboo at gmail dot com.

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Our story so far:

Holt is a responsible, mature 18-year old that is the head of his
household. After their irresponsible druggie dad ran off and mom died
in drunken single car accident, Holt gained guardianship of his
brother Kyle (15) and his twin sisters Blaine and Becca (16).

But things are getting complicated. Holt is having persistent
fantasies about his little brother's girlfriend Cassie (14). Blaine
and Becca occasionally work out their sexual needs together. Kyle has
confided in Blaine not only his attraction and sexual contact with
Cassie, but also his attraction to another boy -- Andy (16). When
Cassie had a get together at her house with Kyle, Blaine and Andy, the
sexual tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Oh, and did
we mention that Becca and Holt ended up fucking? And that Kyle and
Blaine just happened to kiss in the car right after the get together
at Cassie's?

Yes, things will be interesting.

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Chapter 4

Holt liked his Saturday mornings. He tended to allow himself the
chance to sleep in which to him meant not getting up until 8:00am.
During the week he was up at 5:30am, so getting to stay in bed an
extra two and a half hours was a luxury. But his internal alarm usual
had him awake by 7:30.

This Saturday morning he was up at 7:00am and couldn't get back to
sleep. All night his dreams were filled with Becca and what had
happened between them the night before. And to Holt's surprise he
didn't feel guilt or shame; rather contentment, excitement and love
for his 16-year old sister. He hadn't meant for it to happen and Becca
had been the initial aggressor, but once things started rolling that
night he couldn't stop it nor did he want to.

In order to burn off some excess energy, Holt decided to hit the gym
before doing the weekend shopping, visit to the bank and all the other
things that kept him on the run most of Saturday morning. It was a
small place just down the hill from their house frequented by an
equally small clientele. They had a nice selection of free weights,
machines and cardio equipment but weren't trying to compete with the
corporate behemoths. Holt plaid a discounted monthly fee of only $20
which was extended to him after the owner/manager found out about his
unique situation taking care of his younger brother and twin sisters.

This morning the place was practically empty. There were a couple of
women on the cardio equipment and a few guys working out on the
machines and with the free weights. Holt warmed up on the treadmill
and his mind drifted to last night with Becca. He hadn't meant to get
aroused by rubbing her feet, but he had nonetheless. The mere physical
contact and intimacy had a lot to do with it particularly since it had
been more than a year since he'd been with a girl.

As he rotated around the weights, he remembered that Becca had been
the aggressor also. She was the one who asked him to rub her feet. She
had left her feet in his lap afterward. She had been the one to crawl
on top of him and start kissing him.

He was also a little baffled about her being on the pill. When had
that happened? Maybe when mom was still around. But no, Becca had
clearly insinuated that he knew she was on the pill. Holt thought
maybe he'd signed off on something he really didn't remember about. It
wouldn't be surprising given all the responsibilities and the stress
he was under.

Moreover, he knew that no matter the situation, he wanted the sex with
Becca to continue. He'd need to talk to her obviously, but it wasn't
going to be a conversation about how it could never happen again.
Rather, he planned to talk about how it would work that they might
continue being intimate on a more regular basis. He wanted that more
than anything.

However, he was also a little concerned that when he initiated this
conversation with Becca she might be in a different headspace than she
was last night. She could be very fickle and prone to dramatic mood
swings. So he'd need to be careful about when and where to have the
talk.

After completing his workout, Holt felt a lot better. Physically he
was taxed and mentally his head was clear and conscience a little more
settled. He headed into the locker room, stripped down and got into
the open shower area. He closed his eyes and let the hot water pour
over his head as he relaxed and decompressed.

A few minutes later he heard another showerhead come on in the room.
He glanced over and saw one of the guys who had been working out
earlier. He was an older guy, maybe in his late thirties or early
forties with salt and pepper hair. He was about the same size as Holt
at 210 and 6'2" and in really good shape. He was the type that had a
worked out gym physique, very toned, hardly any body fat, and tanned.

But the thing that got Holt's attention was the guy's cock. It was the
biggest Holt had seen in real life. It hung at an angle out from the
man's crotch and appeared to be at least eight inches long. It was
circumcised, thick and sported a pair of very low hanging balls under
the thick tool.

Holt was mesmerized and couldn't take his eyes off of it. He'd been
thinking more and more lately about the bisexual elements that had
been invading his dreams and fantasies. He didn't know what it all
meant yet, but he wasn't at odds with it. He broke out of his trance
and started soaping up while stealing glances at the meat dangling
between the guy's legs while feeling his own member start to stir.

 As the two of them showered, Holt noticed that the man's cock was
starting to get hard too. In fact, at one point the guy reached down
and tugged on it a couple of times. That got Holt's attention. He
glanced up at the man's face, and saw that his shower partner was also
eyeing Holt's now rapidly rising prick. Without really realizing it,
Holt reached down and tugged on his thing uncut seven and half incher.
It flexed and extended filling out more and taking on its distinctive
downward curve.

The other guy had started openly stroking his dick too and it was
being coaxed up to its full size. Even when erect it was so thick and
full that it hung down at about a forty-five degree angle from the
man's body. A large head topped the consistently think and veined
shaft. As the man stroked himself, he would sometimes reach down and
tug on his drooping nut sack.

Holt was fully erect now, and masturbating openly. It was so hot to be
jacking off with a stranger in a public place. There was a risk that
another man might come into the shower room and see them. Holt thought
that maybe, just maybe Kyle had the same thoughts of excitement over
being caught when Becca had walked in on him jacking off to online
porn in the living room a few days earlier.

Holt and the other guy were really going at it now, fisting their hard
cocks in soapy fists and driving toward orgasm. Holt was close to
cumming and it seemed like the other guy was too. He was squatting a
little and pumping the full length of his cock.

It was all too much for Holt, especially after last night's encounter
with Becca. He felt his nuts draw up and piss slit gape open. He
groaned involuntarily, closed his eyes and started to shoot thick hot
ropes of cum out of his prick.

Holt opened his eyes and looked at his jack off shower buddy. His eyes
were locked on Holt's still spurting prick. He started grunting as he
reached his climax as well. His heavy meat arched a noodle of sperm
out of this spunk hole as he held it steadily just under the glans,
only slowly moving his hand around the corona, twisting out his seed.
Load after load jettisoned out of their cocks as the pumped and milked
out their loads onto the shower floor.

After they were completely drained, the man looked at Holt again. He
didn't say anything, just smiled and finished rinsing off. He turned
off the shower, grabbed his towel and exited without saying a word.

Holt was blown away. That had been super hot! And he liked the
anonymity of it. The guy clearly liked jacking off with other guys,
but hadn't tried to touch him or engage him in any other way. To
ensure that the encounter remained a mystery, Holt spent another five
minutes in the shower before exiting.

Sure enough, when he came out the man had already disappeared.

. . . . .

Blaine finished brushing her teeth and headed down the hall get
breakfast. Becca was still crashed out in their bed. Blaine had tried
to stir her for some fun last night after she and Kyle had returned
from Cassie's party, but to no avail. It was kind of unusual because
Becca was ordinarily always up for some pussy play with her 16-year
old twin. Blaine remained horny and frustrated after the sexually
charged events at Cassie's. And a little remorseful after the make out
session she and Kyle had shared right outside his girlfriend's house
in the car.

Blaine came around the corner and saw Kyle at the kitchen table having
breakfast. He was in a t-shirt and shorts eating a bowl of cereal and
glancing through a sports magazine.

"Hey," she said.

"Hey," he replied not looking up.

"Anything left," she asked nodding at the box.

"Yeah, plenty," he pushed the box toward he seat on the table. He
seemed pretty upset. She got the milk from the fridge and poured a
bowl. She was in a long t-shirt and panties and folder her legs under
her on the chair as she and started eating. They sat there in silence
for some time.

"So, about last night..." she started.

"Blaine, stop." Kyle said, looking up with glistening eyes. She sat
there, surprised.

"Kyle, are you okay?"

He put his spoon down in his bowl and pushed it way. "No, I'm not okay, Blaine."

She was only marginally surprised. She expected him to be mad about
her kissing him last night in the car. She was about to apologize, but
Kyle interrupted.

"God, Blaine...I'm a freak!"

Blaine sat there for a moment, her mouth hanging open. "Wha...what are
you talking about?" she stammered.

"After last night? How can there be any doubt. I'm a complete
pervert!" he continued passionate but in a hushed tone. He was
concerned Becca might come down the hall and over-hear.

"Kyle, sweetie, wait..."

But he was on a roll. "I love Cassie and want to be with her so much I
could die. But I also want to fool around with Andy. And then last
night I end up making out with my own sister for god's sakes." He
looked at the table and sniffled. "If that doesn't make me a pervert I
don't know what does."

Blaine hopped off her chair and knelt beside him, grabbing his hands.
"Kyle, listen to me. You aren't a pervert," she squeezed his fingers.

Kyle still wasn't listening. "I'm so sorry I kissed you, Blaine," he
sobbed. "You must hate me. I'm sorry I screwed it all up." She saw
tears rolling down his cheeks and her heart broke.

"No! Stop it. You aren't a freak or anything like that."

Kyle couldn't stop crying though. Blaine didn't know what to do. She
had to get his attention somehow.

And as simple as that she grabbed his face, pulled it toward hers and
kissed him.

Kyle's eyes shot open, but he didn't pull back. He felt Blaine's mouth
open as her tongue gently probed his lips.

What was this? She wasn't mad? He was certain she'd be furious after
what he had done last night. His lips loosed, and their tongues met in
his mouth.

Blaine sat back, still holding him by his tear-streaked cheeks. "Are
you going to listen to me?" she asked.

He nodded and she took his hands in hers and continued. "You don't
have anything to be sorry about. Those kisses in the car...it was a
mutual thing. Christ, I thought you would be mad at me for forcing
myself on you right in front of Cassie's house."

And she was, particularly after all the talk about being true to
himself and respectful to them, she felt like a complete hypocrite.
But the energy of the moment just took her away with him, and it was
something she'd been yearning of unconsciously for some time now.

"No...I wasn't mad," said Kyle. "I loved it. I wanted it. But I'm so
messed up inside. I want Cassie. I think I want Andy, and I want you
too. I have for a long time." He picked up his napkin and wiped his
eyes.

"Baby bro, I would love that. You are so special to me. I look at you
and see the gorgeous man you are becoming and well, I just have a hard
time stopping myself. You and I, we're connected. Emotionally,
mentally and I would love to be connected to you intimately and
physically too."

"I want that too sis." Kyle replied. "But what about Cassie? And Andy?
I want them too and I don't want to lose any of you."

Blaine thought for a moment before sitting back down in her chair. She
ate a spoonful of cereal and munched silently. "I know you don't. All
I can really promise is that you will always have me in your life, no
matter what. Do you believe me?"

"Yeah," Kyle nodded slowly, and smiled a bit. "Yeah, I do."

Blaine felt her heart swell, and suddenly it came to her.

"I think I may know how to help work this out for you, at least on one
front. Do you trust me?"

Kyle looked at her questioningly. "Of course. You're the smartest
person I know. What do you have in mind?"

Blaine explained her plan, and Kyle smiled.

. . . . .

"Are you ready?" asked Blaine when Cassie opened the door.

"Yes! Can't wait!" said Cassie. The 14-year old was all dolled up in a
cute purple sundress and sandals. She bounced out the door closing in
behind her.

"I love your outfit," Cassie gushed. Blaine had opted for a short
turquoise hued skirt and matching top that showed off a strip of her
toned abdomen.

"Thanks, you look pretty incredible yourself," she replied, giving the
younger girl a hug. This sent a ripple of excitement through Cassie
who had harbored a secret crush on the 16-year old blonde for a long
time.

It was almost noon and the two of them were departing for their
previously planned shopping spree. It was a clear, cool day so the two
of them decided to ride bikes around the neighborhood to shop. They
hopped on their cruisers and headed out, chatting and laughing,
enjoying the day.

Blaine thought Cassie was super-cute too. The girl had her long curly
red hair pulled back at the sides to keep it out of her face. As she
rode, her dress blew up and showed off her long, lean legs. Her skin
smooth and like alabaster. Her green eyes flashed when she laughed.
Her tits were perky and her ass was tight and round. Yes, Blaine could
totally see why her brother yearned for his young lady.

They arrived at the lingerie store and locked up their bikes outside.

"Hi Mrs. Young," called Blaine as they came into the shop.

"Hello dear," called the older lady from behind the counter. "How are
you today?"

"Great thanks. I brought my girlfriend Cassie to look around."

"Hi," waved Cassie. Her heart fluttered a little that Blaine had
referred to her as her girlfriend.

"Are you two looking for anything in particular?" Mrs. Young asked

"Not really. I wanted to bring her in a show her around," replied Blaine.

"Of course. Let me know if you have any questions or need help, okay?"

"Yes ma'am. Thank you." Blaine and Cassie started to look through all
the lingerie, bras and panties.

"I recognize these," whispered Cassie holding up the yellow bra and
panty set that Blaine had worn to her party the night before. She's
actually been fantasizing over and over in her mind as the gorgeous
16-year old blonde had taken them off allowing the younger girl to get
a good look at her body.

"Me too," laughed Blaine. "But here, let's find something for you.
What's your bra size - 32B?

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Just a good eye I guess." The two of them looked through the racks,
holding up possible options. Some of the things made them laugh, some
they thought were just too mature and some were overly frilly.

"Oh! I like these!" Blaine held up a lacy red bra and panty set. The
bra had a bit of padding but seemed to be there right size. The
panties were cute little boy shorts.

"Very cute," said Cassie.

"Let's go try it on," Blaine said.

"Okay, but you need to try something too," said Cassie.

"How about this one?" Blaine held up a pale blue set she had her eyes on.

"That's nice, but what about this?" Cassie held up a very sexy black set.

Blaine laughed, but nodded her head in agreement. "Sure, why not."

Cassie grinned and blushed a little as the two of them went back to
share a large dressing room.

Once inside and the door closed Blaine made the first move. "Here,
let's get you out of that," she said as she moved over and helped
Cassie pull her sundress off. Cassie had on a nude bra and panty set.

"Oh...perfect! That will really help us see what the outfit will look
like when you wear it for real." Blaine gushed. The girls both knew
that they wouldn't be able to try on the panties with out something
under them. But the bras were a different story. "Here, turn around,"
stated Blaine.

Cassie obediently turned and lifted her long curly red hair as Blaine
reached over and unclasped the back of her bra. The 14-year old
slipped it off her shoulders and hung it on the hook. She turned to
Blaine as the older girl helped her slide the lacy red bra on. Cassie
reached around to clasp it, then pulled the matching boy shorts on
over her thong back panties. She turned to look in the mirror as
Blaine moved behind her and looked over her shoulder.

"Wow," murmured Cassie. "This bra really makes my tits look big." She giggled.

"Yeah, its great. Not that they aren't nice on their own, because they
really, really are," commented Blaine.

Cassie looked at Blaine in the mirror's reflection and smiled shyly.
"You're just saying that to be nice."

Blaine shook her head slowly. "Oh no," she whispered. She reached
around and cupped Cassie's tits in her hand as the younger girl
gasped, but made no move to prevent it. "I think they are perfect just
as they are." Blaine gave a squeeze to each as Cassie closed her eyes
and moaned softly.

Blaine smiled slyly. She was kind of enjoying being a bad girl,
particularly with this little nymph.

"And," Blaine continued, "Look at your ass in those panties!" She
placed her hands on Cassie's hips and turned her to see her profile in
the mirror. "It looks incredible!" Blaine's palm slowly stroked down
the small of Cassie's back and over her tight little bottom, softly
squeezing it. This caused Cassie to bit her bottom lip and stifle and
groan.

"You're skin is so soft," Blaine whispered in the girl's ear. "So
beautiful." Her other hand was now resting on Cassie's flat tummy.

Slowly Cassie turned to Blaine and looked into her eyes. She was
breathing heavily, and her pupils were dilated. Her lips parted, as
she whispered, "Thank you."

Blaine smiled and stepped back. She knew Cassie was ripe for the
plucking, but didn't want to rush anything. "Okay," she stated picking
up the black bra and panty set, "So should I try this on?"

Cassie broke out of her trance and smiled girlishly and shrugged.
"Yeah, I think so."

Without looking away from her young friend, Blaine slowly stripped the
turquoise top off over her head. She heard Cassie gasp and then giggle
as she saw that Blaine wasn't wearing a bra. Her perky tits bounced
free, and her nipples instantly stiffened in the cool air of the
dressing room. Blaine then unbuttoned her skirt and slid it down her
feet. She had borrowed a pair of Becca's sexy panties, which were
barely panties at all...merely a small patch of fabric that barely
covered her labia and clit and would have exposed all her pubic hair
if she'd had any. The sides were thin string, and the back was simply
a string that ran from the bottom of the triangle up her ass.

Blaine picked up the black panties and slid them on. They were a
t-back and completely covered her other panties. Then she slipped on
the bra. Both the bottoms and top were made of very thin fabric, fine
enough that Cassie could see the firmness of Blaine's nipples and the
strings of her other panties.

"You like?" asked Blaine.

"Oh yes. God those look good on you. And you look..." Cassie trailed
off. "You're hot." She giggled, which made Blaine laugh too.

Cassie looked at herself in the mirror again, then looked back at
Blaine. "We should get these."

Blaine looked at the price tag on the bra. Wow! It was a lot more than
she could afford.

Cassie saw the look on her face. "My treat."

"No, I couldn't..." Blaine started.

"No, I want to. Besides, I told mom I was going shopping and she gave
me cash." She reached in her purse and pulled out a thick fold of
twenties. "I think she feels bad because her and dad aren't around
much. So this is my way to say thanks for spending time with me."

Blaine smiled, but her heart broke a little. Cassie was so sweet and
charming, but her parents didn't have any time for her. They simply
gave her money to help assuage the guilt of being absent.

"Okay," she smiled. "Thank you."

"No," joked Cassie. "Thank the people that bought the 4 bedroom
McMansion from mom last week."

. . . . .

Kyle was busy cleaning the shower stall when Becca came into the
bathroom in some short running shorts and a tight t-shirt.

"Hey Tugger, whatch doing?"

Kyle cringed internally, but didn't let on from the outside. "I'm
baking cookies," he answered dryly. "What's it look like I'm doing?"

"Ah, it DOES have a sense of humor," Becca laughed as she hopped up to
sit on the sink counter. "I'm just giving you a hard time baby bro.
Lighten up."

"Aren't you supposed to be cleaning the kitchen?" Kyle asked not
looking at her. The four of them were on rotating house cleaning
assignments each weekend.

"Yeah, all done," Becca said examining her nails intently.

"Maybe you want to help me and clean the toilet?" Kyle offered.

"Nah, not my week to do it," she answered. "Besides, you're doing a
great job already. Wouldn't want to deprive you of the pleasure."

Kyle could see he probably wasn't going to get rid of her, so he just
focused on scubbing.

"Besides if I helped, you'd get finished early and just end up jerking
off in the living room again."

Kyle turned beet red, but spun on her. "Look," he blurted. "I'm sorry,
okay! It was a stupid thing to do and I'm sorry you snuck in on me and
caught me."

Becca didn't react, just kept looking at her nails. "Now why would you
think I'd sneak up on you baby bro? What possible reason would I have
to do that?"

"I don't know," Kyle said, still fuming. "Probably to have something
to hold over my head."

"If I'd wanted to hold it over your head, why did I tell Holt about it?"

Kyle didn't have an answer for that. It was true. If Becca had wanted
to manipulate him, there was no way she would have spilled the
information to Holt immediately. But she had to be up to something.

"Look, baby bro," she finally looked at him. "I don't care if you
whack your prick until if falls off. I just don't want your spunk up
the carpet, you know."

"I wasn't going to..." Kyle trailed off.

"You weren't?" Becca asked. "I didn't see a towel or tissues anywhere
around you."

Kyle didn't have an answer for that.

"Like I said, keep the man chowder off the living room floor, okay?"

"Fine," Kyle mumbled.

"And what was that hot nasty smut you were looking at? Jack off porn!
Where did you find that?"

Kyle drooped. "I just...I just found it." He whispered.

"Pretty hot. So are you a `mo?"

"What? No!" he barked. "I have a girl friend, remember?"

"Yeah that's right. Maybe just bi then?" Becca probed.

Kyle turned on the water to rinse the tub and didn't reply.

"Hmm. Then I guess this conversation is over," Becca said as she
hopped off the sink. "I'll be in the living room if you need me."

"I'll need you like I'd need a bloody nose," Kyle muttered to himself
as he scoured the floor of the tub.

. . . . .

"Come on in," said Cassie unlocking the front door and going into the house.

She and Blaine were carrying bags from the lingerie store, and had
another bag from a little boutique shop where Cassie had bought them
both cute tops. Then they had stopped for a light lunch where Blaine
presented Cassie with a very simple but beautiful bracelet she had
found at the shop. Blaine had a bought a matching one of her own, and
said they were now considered girl friends. Cassie had to stop herself
from kissing Blaine right there in the restaurant and had settled
instead for grabbing her hand and squeezing it tightly

It was mid-afternoon when they'd gotten back to Cassie's. "Let's go
put this stuff away and we can hang out in my room," the redhead
offered.

"Sounds good. Where are your parents?" Blaine asked as the climbed the stairs.

"Oh, Mom's at a real estate conference somewhere. Dad's out playing
golf or at the country club doing whatever." Cassie shrugged. "Typical
Saturday."

"Are they away on the weekends a lot too?" Blaine remembered Cassie
complaining that she tended to be on her own a lot during the week.

"Yeah, most of the time."

"Well, if you ever want company, just let me know. And I'm sure you'd
be welcome to come to our place any time you want."

"Thanks, that's nice of you, Blaine," she replied opening the door and
tossing the bags onto her bed. It was a typical teenage girls room
with posters and pictures of pop bands and from magazines cut out,
stuffed animals piled in a corner, the usual.

Cassie turned on some music from her computer and they dumped the bags
out and started separating clothes, Cassie loading hers in the dresser
and Blaine putting hers in one of the bags to take home.

Blaine sat on the edge of the bed with the bag of clothes on the floor
next to her. Cassie finished putting things away and came to sit
beside her.

"Thanks for coming over and taking me out shopping today," Cassie said.

"Sure, and thank YOU for buying today. You didn't have to do that, you
know?" Blaine added.

"I know, but I wanted to, and I had the money from mom so it's no big deal."

"Still, thanks." Blaine put her hand on the younger girl's thigh just
above the knee and gave it a light squeeze. Cassie had to suppress a
shudder of excitement, but Blaine still read it in her eyes.

"You know," Blaine continued, "Kyle is just crazy about you. He talks
to me about you a lot."

"Really?" Cassie turned to look at the older girl.

"Of course, and I can see why." You are a very beautiful girl. Both on
the inside and on the outside." Blaine pushed a stray strand of hair
off Cassie's cheek with her hand and caressed her face with the back
of her fingers.

Cassie closed her eyes and whispered, "Thank you. You are just
gorgeous Blaine. I think..." she trailed off and didn't say more.

"I think we should too" finished Blaine after several seconds passed
in silence.

Cassie slowly opened her eyes which were full and dilated, her face
slightly flushed. Without a word the two girls leaned forward, and
their lips met.

The first several kisses were mere pecks, soft slow and exploratory.
They kissed on the lips, on the cheeks, at the corner of the mouth, on
the bottom lip and chin, taking their time, enjoying the sensation of
discovering a new person. Eventually their lips parted and the tips of
tongues started probing gently into each other's mouths, meeting
timidly but continuously.

Cassie had placed her hand on Blaine's thigh now and both girls were
squeezing softly. Both were breathing heavily and very excited. As the
heat rose, the kisses became more passionate and daring. Tongues
became intermeshed. Blaine sucked Cassie's lower lip into her mouth.
Cassie responded by sucking Blaine's tongue into her mouth and
flicking it with her own. They embraced, pressed their excited teen
bodies together and fell back on the bed, making out without
hesitation.

. . . . .

Kyle was headed back to his room after finishing cleaning in the
bathroom he heard Becca call out from the living room.

"Hey, come here a minute."

He stepped into the doorway and leaned on the wall. "Yeah, what?"

Becca looked up at him over the computer. "No, come HERE," she
indicated pointing beside her.

Kyle sighed but walked over to her. "What is it?"

She was staring intently at the computer and clicking around. "What
was the name of that site...the one with the guys jerking off?"

"Very funny. Ha ha. Drop dead," Kyle stated and started to turn.

"Oh, jeez Kyle," Becca stated. "I'm serious. I want to look at it but
I can't find the link." Kyle knew she couldn't find the link because
he wiped the internet history the last time he used the computer.

"Look, fine. I'm a homo or whatever you want to think," he said.

"Kyle," Becca barked back. "Shut up. I'm horny as hell and I want to
look at that website. Now would you help me?"

Kyle was taken aback by that statement. He looked at her an noticed
that she was serious. It wasn't a put on or anything. She was really
looking for the site and wanted his help.

"What's this all about?" he said cautiously.

"It's about me wanted to look at porn and you holding out on me." She
said flatly. "So help me. Or leave me alone."

Kyle stood there for another few seconds. He thought maybe if he
helped her find the site, it might make her go easier on him in the
future. "Here, move." He commanded leaning over the keyboard. He typed
in a URL.

"Is that it?" Becca asked.

"No, I can't remember the name exactly. Maybe this?"

"Wait, bookmark that other one first." Becca stated. Kyle did as requested.

After a couple of misfires and bookmarking a couple of new sites for
future perusal, Kyle finally stumbled onto the correct site. He could
recognize it from the hot guy on the logo holding a huge dripping cock
at the base. Kyle was staring to feel his prick stiffen in his loose
basketball shorts.

"There. That's the one," he said.

"Oh, yeah. That's it," whispered Becca as Kyle turned to leave. "Hey,
hold up," she said grabbing his hand.

"What is it?"

"Stay here and help me find that clip you were watching."

"Bec, if you are trying to humiliate me or something..."

Becca turned her head toward him and stared him down for a few seconds
before speaking in a measured tone

"Kyle, I'm horny. When I'm horny and don't get what I want, I get
bitchy. And when I get bitchy I tend to take it out on people. So what
I really need from you right now is to help me find that clip you were
watching that day when I walked in on you."

Kyle's mouth felt pasty and he swallowed thickly. "Then what?"

Becca turned back to the computer and shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe
we'll watch the clip together."

. . . . .

Blaine and Cassie were going at it hot and heavy on the bed. The
passionate kisses had turned into touching. Both girls' hands were all
over the other's breasts, ass and legs. Their hips thrusted toward one
another rhythmically, the excitement building in their bellies.

Blaine's hand was up under Cassie's skirt feeling her smooth ass. He
fingers slipped under the 14-year olds panties as she pulled her ass
cheek open. Cassie gasped and moaned as Blaine's fingers tickled her
juicy labia. Cassie was squeezing Blaine's bra-less tits and softly
pinching the older girl's perky nipples through the thin fabric of her
top.

"I want to have sex with you," Blaine whispered. "Do you want that to?"

Cassie pulled back, looked deep into Blaine's blue yes and nodded mutely.

The two girls stood up beside the bed and started to undress one
another, a task that took a long time since they would stop to kiss
passionately with each item of clothing that fell to the floor. When
they were both topless they pressed their young, smooth breasts
together, separating from their kisses to look down as they twisted
their torsos', rubbing their nipples over one another.

"That feels so good," whispered Cassie looking at the blonde's pert
34Bs. "You have perfect breasts and nipples. I want to kiss them."

Blaine smiled at her young lover. "Please," she replied.

Cassie bent over at the waist and softly wrapped her lips around
Blaine's left nipple, sucking lightly and flicking her tongue over it.
Blaine watched with a contented smile as Cassie nursed each nipple in
turn leaving glistening saliva behind. Blaine felt her pussy juice
between her legs.

"My turn," Blaine whispered to her young lover. Cassie moaned in
disappointment, but stood up as the 16-year old blonde bent over and
grasped her perky b-cup tits. She pushed the up and tenderly rubber
her thumbs over the girl's nipples, causing Cassie to start and jerk.

"Sensitive," Blaine whispered.

Cassie bit her bottom lip and nodded. "Uh huh," she gasped.

Blaine leaned in and gently took a nipple into her warm wet mouth. She
heard Cassie gasp and moan as she sucked and licked the nub softly.
Her other hand worked the opposite breast, squeezing and tweaking the
nipple between her first and second finger.

"Feels so good," Cassie moaned and Blaine pushed her breasts together,
moving quickly from one to the other to suck and kiss them. It was all
getting to be a bit overly stimulating for Cassie and she reluctantly
pushed the older girl off, but immediately pulled her up so that they
could kiss some more.

The two moved closer until they had their legs pressed against each
others' mounds, grinding themselves with pleasure. Their hands grabbed
their asses, pulling closer, holding tight, grunting and breathing
heavily. They were lost in their lust for one another, kissing more
fiercely and with abandon.

Blaine was getting close to cumming from working her pussy against the
hot youngster's leg, so she pulled back. "I need to taste you baby
girl," she whispered. "Is that okay?"

"Ooooo yes. I want to lick you too," Cassie replied.

The two took a step back and eased off their soaking wet panties.
Blaine saw that a thin silver sting of pussy juice trailed to Cassie's
pussy to her panty liner. She reached down beneath the 14-year olds
legs thin pubic hair landing strip and felt.

"Oh god, honey. You are soaking."

"I know. I'm sorry. I just get that way."

"Don't be sorry. I love it." Blaine lifted her fingers to her lips and
tasted Cassie's fluid. Sweet, tart, delicious. "Mmmmm. Do you want to
taste?"

Cassie nodded and Blaine collected more of the red head's pussy juice
on two fingers then pressed them into the girl's mouth. Cassie sucked
greedily at her fingers, licking her excitement from the 16-year old's
digits. Cassie's hand was now between Blaine's legs feeling her tender
lips and juicy pussy, and she immediately brought her hand up and
stuck her finger into her own mouth, tasting Blaine's cunt honey along
with her own. Blaine pressed her mouth to Cassie, and they kissed
around each other's fingers, tongues licking and lips sucking them
clean.

Blaine backed off and sat on the edge of the bed before lying down.
"Here, you get on top, okay?" Cassie nodded and crawled onto the bed,
spun around and straddled Blaine's face with her knees. Blaine pulled
a pillow under her head for a better angle before grasping her lover's
ass and pulling her glistening labia to her yearning lips.

The first swipe of the blonde's talented tongue up Cassie's slit
caused her cry out in pleasure.

"Ahhhhhh!"

She grunted and moaned while Blaine slowly licked all over her vulva
and labia, collecting a swallowing all the excitement that was oozing
out of the smoothly shaven pussy.

Cassie lowered her lips to Blaine's cunny and licked experimentally.
This was her first time with a girl, and wanted to please her as much
as she was receiving pleasure. She softly licked and sucked the
moisture from the completely smooth pussy, causing Blaine to sigh in
pleasure.

Soon both girls have found each other's clits and were slowly licking
and sucking them. Cassie had her hands under Blaine's ass and her
fingers with playing with the base of the older girl's pussy, rubbing
the taint. Blaine had an index finger inserted just between Cassie's
labia and was working it up and down before probing deeper. She had
expected Cassie to be a virgin but her fingers didn't encounter the
resistance of a hymen.

Cassie was lost in the folds of Blaine's pussy as she licked and
sucked. The finger in her pussy felt so good, and she returned the
favor by working her middle finger into Blaine's sopping wet hole.
Blaine's pussy pressed up against her lips, so Cassie sucked her clit
into her mouth and started sucking it remembering how Kyle had done it
the previous week.

Blaine had now found Cassie's g-spot and was pressing it softly with
her finger while sucking the girl's clit. She could feel Cassie
panting and squirming on top of her and knew the girl was about really
to climax. She steadily finger-fucked her young lover while sucking
and licking her clit firmly.

The two of them were in perfect synch and headed over the edge. Cassie
was the first to go. She laid her head on Blaine's thigh as she felt
the warm rush of pleasure explode from the pit of her stomach.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she cried out as Blaine sucked her
clit and massaged her g-spot. She felt her cunt muscles clamp down on
the older girl's finger and spasm. Bright spots of light popped as she
squeezed her eyes shut, feeling every part of her body tense in
pleasure.

It was too much for Blaine. Cassie was stroking a finger in and out of
her pussy while her thumb was rubbing her clit. As soon as Cassie
subsided, Blaine released as well, grunting and humping.

"Oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd," she cried out, cumming intensely around
Cassie's thrusting finger. She felt her pussy clench and release,
sucking the 14 year olds finger with her inner lips. "AAAAAAAAAAAHH!"
she squealed as she went over the top.

Cassie, spent, rolled off to the side. The two of them laid there for
several minute panting and catching their breath, before Cassie turned
on her side, placing her head on Blaine's thigh, looking up at her in
adoration.

Blaine put her hand on the younger girl's hip. "Are you okay, beautiful?"

Cassie just closed her eyes and nodded. It was intense, incredible.
Probably the best climax she'd ever had. Even with Kyle.

Cassie's eyes snapped open. Oh shit! She thought. Kyle!

Blaine noticed and sat up with her. "What is it?" suspecting what
Cassie was going through.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no," Cassie said. "Oh god what am I going to do?
What about Kyle?"

"Shhh, it's okay," soothed Blaine.

"It's not okay!" Cassie whimpered. "I just fooled around with my
boyfriend's sister!" Tears welled in her eyes. "What does this mean?"

"Cassie, sweetie, listen to me." Blaine lifted the girl's chin until
they had eye contact. "Do you love Kyle?"

Cassie nodded an affirmative and looked away. "But," she stammered,
then said barely audibly, "but I want you too."

Blaine pulled her close and hugged her. Cassie wasn't crying anymore,
but Blaine could feel the tears on her cheeks against her shoulder.

"I know you do," said Blaine stroking her lover's hair. "And I want
you, and Kyle wants you too." She didn't say anything about her
wanting her own...which was true. She was still wondering how to
approach that topic.

Cassie nodded against Blaine's neck. "I do want you...both of you."

"And there isn't any reason you can't have it all."

Cassie pulled back and looked at Blaine inquisitively. "What...what do you mean?"

"I mean that you can have us both, and whatever more you want." Blaine
stroked the younger girl's face. "Would you like that?"

Cassie looked away and thought for a minute. She wanted Blaine, and
she wanted Kyle. She thought she'd have to choose, but Blaine was
telling her she could have both? She was puzzled, but intrigued.

She looked back at Blaine and nodded again. "Yes, I would. More than anything."

She collapsed against Blaine's chest as they embraced.

. . . . .

"Yeah, that's the one, right?" Becca asked.

She had been clicking though the jack off clips on the website with
Kyle. He'd pulled up a footstool and was sitting beside her. He'd been
uncomfortable at first, thinking this was some type of setup, but had
grown more comfortable and more aroused with each thumbnail she
clicked on.

One the computer screen were three guys sitting outside on a bench
against a barn or old shed. Two off them looked young, lean and
smooth, probably no more than 18 years old. Between them was an older
guy, maybe in his 30's. He was buff and hairy with short, cropped
hair, a scruffy two-day growth of beard, thick pectoral muscles and a
moderately hairy body. Becca had remembered it because the man looked
like an older version of Holt.

Becca clicked the play button and the clip started up. The three guys
were completely naked except the boys had on white tube socks and the
man was wearing tan work boots. The guy reached over and started
stroking the boy's cocks in either hand. The boy's heads fell back as
their cocks were expertly fondled and played with by the man.

Kyle was having a hard time suppressing his excitement at watching
his, even with Becca right there beside him. His cock was rock hard
and tent-poling his bags white shorts. He could feel the precum
against his head as it spotted his underwear.

Becca was equally excited. She had started squeezing her thighs
together, discretely stimulating her clit and pussy. She felt the
familiar hunger in her stomach when she was horny and excited. She
knew that the only way to relieve the tension was by cumming.

On the screen the boys had joined the fun. The older man was talking
dirty to them and coaching them as they worked his huge cock.
Seriously, the guy had at least 9.5 inches of cut man meat between his
legs that arched up obscenely. One boy was stroking the shaft up and
down while the other was pulling and fondling the man's heavy
nut-sack. Their other hands were pinching and tweaking his nipples. He
still had his paws wrapped around their young 6-7 inch pricks, jacking
them and twisting them expertly. Every so often when the boys produced
some pre cum, he'd lick it off, or offer the boys a taste. When his
monster offered up the ooze, he kept it for himself, sucking it off
his fingers.

"Wow, that is so hot," murmured Becca.

Kyle looked down and saw that her hand was between her legs, rubbing
herself through the thin fabric of her jogging shorts. Kyle's cock
flexed involuntarily, sending out more precum to soak into his
underwear. He allowed his hand to squeeze his shaft through this
shorts.

The clip was almost over. The boys had gotten on their knees on either
side of the man, stroking their pricks just above his. The man was
jerking his own rod, telling the boys that he wanted their jizz on his
cock. As the camera zoomed in, the boys' cocks' started to spend, one
lad spraying watery ejaculate all over the man's cock and leg while
the other boy pumped out thick ropes of sperm. As the spunk spattered
obscenely over the man's thick meat, he started to cum, shooting out
load after load that arched up and splattered on his chest, and even
over his shoulder onto the back of the sofa. The clip ended with a
fixed image of the cocks all together, dripping spent seed.

"Damn. Amazing," whispered Becca.

"Yeah," agreed Kyle.

"You want to watch it again?" she asked.

"Or there's another, down at the bottom," Kyle offered. Becca scrolled
down the screen. "That one," Kyle said, the second from the left.

Becca clicked on it. It was the same older man in this clip, but with
a different boy, a young Asian guy. Kyle liked this one because he
reminded him of Andy. In this scene the boy was completely naked in
some type of suspended sling in the barn with his legs in stirrups.
The man walked in, also naked except for those boots he seemed to like
so much. As the boy greeted him, the older man reached out and started
jacking the young man's semi hard cock.

"Oh wow," whispered Becca. "Are you as worked up as I am?"

"Yeah," said Kyle, his tongue thick and heavy.

"It'd probably be okay to masturbate together to this, right?" asked Becca.

Kyle looked at her quickly. She was focused on the screen, and her
hand was already in her shorts, rubbing.

"Uh, yeah. I guess." His own hand went under his shorts.

"Nuh uh," corrected Becca. "Take off your clothes."

Kyle hesitated for a second, then replied. "Only if you do." He as
incredibly horny from last night's hot tub hijinxs that had left him
excited, but unfulfilled sexually.

Becca didn't say anything, just nodded. She quickly sat up and
stripped off her top letting her braless 34Bs out into the open. Kyle
was mesmerized by her perky, perfect rack. He knew the twins were
pretty and lots of boys wanted them, so the fact that he was getting
naked with his sister was unreal. As he pulled his t-shirt off over
his head as Becca lifted her ass off the chair and slipped her shorts
and panties off down her legs, exposing her beautiful hairless pussy.
As she kicked them to the side, Kyle noticed that she had put a towel
down on the seat of the chair. He could only imagine how wet she must
be.

Kyle stood and tugged off his ball shorts, letting his rock hard 6
inches of uncut boyhood spring free. Becca glanced over at it for a
second before pointing to the couch, where there was a towel on the
corner. Kyle immediately realized she had this all planned out from
the start. His hand automatically went to his prick and stroked it as
he picked up the towel, put it on top of the footstool and sat down.

On the computer, the older man had moved up and was rubbing his
gigantic meat against the young man's thin but rock hard cock,
frotting each other. He would sometimes take both cocks in his huge
mitt and stroke them together. The boy would sometimes do the same,
only he had to use two hands to hold their tools together due to the
size and girth of the man.

Kyle was stroking openly, stealing glances at the screen and at Becca.
She had scooted down in her seat and put one bare foot up on the edge
of the desk. The openly frigged her clit with her right hand while
pinching nipples with the other. Kyle felt a bubble of precum on his
cock and scooped it up, bringing it to his lips.

"Nope," Becca commanded, looking over at him. "Mine." She looked at
his finger greedily.

Kyle understood and held out the clear droplet of fluid to his sister.
Becca grabbed his wrist and lowered her lips over his finger, licking
and sucking all the precum off. The scent of sex, sweat and excitement
clung in the air.

By this time the scene on the computer was reaching this climax. The
boy was holding his and the man's cocks together in both hands as the
man thrust his hips back and forth, basically fucking the boy's hands
and cock. The inexperienced boy couldn't take the excitement any more
and started to spurt creamy jizz out of his piss slit. The man growled
as his own pleasure crested, thick noodles of spunk spurting out and
hitting the by in the face and neck.

"Oh god, I'm going to cum baby bro," hissed Becca as her fingers were
a blur on her clit.

"Me too," admitted Kyle. His cock was primed and ready for release.

"On my tits," she gasped. "Shoot it on my tits."

Kyle stood over her and angled his rock hard boy-dick down as he
started to come. Hot, thick spunk splopped on his perky breasts.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAWD!" Kyle arched has back, clenched his cheeks and
released a huge load.

As soon as Becca felt his hot jizz splatter against her tits, she
stared to cum too. She pulled both legs up and squealed
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Her legs trembled and shook as wave after
wave of pleasure washed over her body. After several seconds, she was
done and her legs fell to the floor.

Kyle was squeezing the last few drops of cum out of his cock head and
flipping them on Becca's tits. Becca's looked at her chest, covered in
semen. She scooped some up and licked it off. "Mmmmm," she cooed
contentedly. "Not bad at all." Kyle just stood there, dazed, confused
and incredibly turned on.

Becca looked up at him and smiled. "See, your big sister isn't a total
bitch. I can play nice too."

She laughed.

Kyle smiled back at her. "Yeah, I guess so. Thanks for that."

"Oh, that's only something to get us started little bro. The future is
wide, wide open." Becca grinned impishly.

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