Here we fucking go again.
One of the sisters, Of which I can't distinguish the voice of has started moaning.
It's 4 am by the way.
I used to think they did this just to disturb me. But I realized that just thinking about me while they masturbate would probably disgust them enough to throw up, so I just think they do it because they actually do not care.
This is normal for them. Fucking weirdos.
Now I'm thirsty. I got up and walked out of my room, going to the kitchen to get some water and clear my mind.
As I walked down the steps I saw the tv was still turned on. The couch was looking away from me though, so I couldn't exactly tell if there was someone still there.
A question that quickly answered itself.
"Back like you never left huh?" I heard Mia's voice come from the couch.
Just my luck.
"How can you live here?" I asked genuinely. I can not fathom how anyone could live in these conditions.
Yet she did, and she seemed to enjoy it.
"It's exciting I guess"
She said as she turned the TV off and got up, a disinterested look on her face. Seems like I had woken her up, judging by the way she yawned stretched lightly in front of me.
"They still do it everyday?"
"Nah, Emily probably got a new dildo, she's just in the honeymoon phase"
"The honeymoon phase..."
Mia walked besides me and opened the fridge, her hand landing in a box of milk.
"Yeah you know, you upgrade size, the dildo doesn't fit so it starts rearranging your insides. Then you feel-"
"It was a rhetorical question" I interrupted, not eager to hear my sister talk about how using a new dildo feels like.
She laughed, closing the fridge door and drinking right out of the box itself, thin lines of liquid falling down the sides of her mouth as she did.
"I want you to be honest with me," she said after drinking.
"You missed this place, didn't you?"
"No"
Didn't even hesitate.
"Liar" she said, a smile on her face as she slightly raised her milk hand.
I stayed quiet, wondering where her argument would go.
"You have convinced yourself you hate it here, that's all"
She took another gulp before continuing.
"How could you live here for so long, and then just continue with your boring life. Doesn't work like that"
"I don't live a bori~"
"Bullshit!" She interrupted
"My dear brother, do you think I don't know you?" She spoke playfully, placing her finger on my chest and looking up at me back with that smile.
"You are the king of introverts. Let me guess, this was your day. Go to college, be the quiet kid the whole day. All you could think about was going back to your apartment and playing some games. You didn't want to feel like a complete loser, so you got a gym membership"
She waited for my answer.
I had no answer.
And soon after, that smile I remember so well appeared. The smile that indicated she had won an argument.
"I liked my quiet life"
She didn't interrupt me like before now. She just looked at me, her eyes shining gold as she thought of an adequate response.
As much as I hate to admit it, Mia is a lot smarter than I give her credit for. She has always been good at reading people.
That does not change the fact that I do hate this place though.
Nothing will.
"If you say so bro" she patted my shoulder, and headed to the stairs.....
Mia 's POV.
I don't hate my brother. I've never hated him. I just thought he was kind of very pathetic. I liked making fun of him, seeing him stutter, it was cute I guess. And I do admit, I got over the line sometimes. Or more like most of the times, which led him to develop some serious hatred for me. I didn't really give a shit at the time.
But since he left, I felt bad. Post nut clarity for bullies.
Time passed and I went through puberty.
Discovering myself or whatever.
But mostly, I discovered something about myself. I am a Pervert. A complete and utter degenerate.
I love being hated. It turns me on like nothing ever could and nothing ever will.
I remember when he randomly started appearing in my mind, his gaze so full of that fiery hatred I began craving.
Puberty also brought something with it that didn't exactly couple well with my new strange desire.
A never ending fuel of sex drive that I couldn't seem to put under control with any normal means.
Fingering? It only made the itch worse.
Toys? That calmed it down for a few hours, but largely the same.
Sex? maybe if any of the people I've been with could handle my libido, something that never happened.
The only thing that could calm me down was thinking about him, thinking about how much he despised while I pleased myself.
Today he came back.
Leo, He's very different. He grew a lot, he towered over the whole family, and I'm no short girl. He let his bright brown hair grow and his face became a lot more defined, probably a result of his training.
But, one thing didn't change. Those eyes, beautiful purple orbs filled with nothing but resentment against me.
God, when I spoke to him in the kitchen. That look he gave me, it's like a drug. It made my body go into heat, my heart race and I began feeling short of breath.
I woke up pretty late today, I was... busy last night. I talked with him, it seemed like Emily's screams and moans had woken him up.
He Almost caught me masturbating in the couch.
What would he have done if he found me like that? Fingering myself like a bitch in heat to his mere gaze? Would he be mad at me?
I want to see him, maybe he's still sleeping.
I stood up from bed, took a quick shower, did my hair and changed into whatever I found in my drawer before going out.
Fuck you, I am not preparing myself like a super model to be on my own home.
Emily stopped me and said something about me stealing her dildo from last night...
I did, I'll just frame it on someone else later when she starts losing her mind.
She stopped bothering to continue searching after a quick interrogation
After that, I stood on his room entrance, and slowly opened the door, locking it behind me as I entered, trying to not wake him up. Seems like he is a deep sleeper.
He was sleeping with nothing to cover him, dressed with nothing but a t shirt and boxers, a testament to how hot the summer is here in LA.
I got on my knees in front of his face, watching him sleep.
He seems so peaceful like this.
I touched his face with my finger, tracing his jawline and caressing his pale white skin, chuckling slightly when he smiled in his dream.
I scanned his body for a second. Leo wasn't big by any means. You probably wouldn't be able to tell he worked out with a glace, but he is still very well built, sporting more of lean athletic feagure.
As I gazed at his body, my eyes darted somewhere else and I couldn't help but allow such a dirty smile to appear.
I moved my body slightly, positioning myself to the left of his crotch as I saw the bulge in his pants.
I closed my eyes, got as close as I could to his crotch and took a whiff.
God that fucking smell.
I carefully got my nails on the handle of his boxers, getting it down with precision so I don't wake him up.
And after that, it was finally out.
I froze. Holly shit
I took him into my hands with care, inspecting his manhood in utter fascination.
It's still very much soft, but it is still fucking huge and incredibly imposing.
It's the biggest one I've seen in my life by far, even bigger than Emily's favourite dildo, I would say.
I did the girth test aswell and it didn't disappoint, it passed with flying colors in fact.
And he's still soft?
Maybe he's just not a grower?
My heart is racing, my eyes are trembeling and I began salivating. Suddenly, having my clothes on became a chore as my body's temperature began rising.
I've never in my life felt this turned on about someone.
I sat close to his sack and took another deep whiff, my eyes rolling into the back of my skull as the strongest smell of my life began clouding my mind.
I was so overstimulated I lost sense of the world for a second and pressed half of my face against him, feeling its texture on my skin, printing every single detail of its smell into my nostrils.
I am soaking.
My fingers slowly crawled inside my panties and I coated them in my juices as I rubbed myself, my mind working overdrive as I panted into my brothers cock like a dog.
So big. Maybe, maybe with him, I'll be able to finally satisfy my sex drive.
I was thinking about taking him into my mouth, tasting his hot skin.
But suddenly, the thing pressed against my face started growing... And he was starting to wake up.
Shit.
I quickly tucked his cock back on his boxers, watching the fabric move and expand as the thing inside changed shape, out of view.
Yes, he's definitely a grower.
I overslept. Not like I have to do anything, so it doesn't really matter.
In fact, I would have probably slept more, if it wasn't for the most painful morning wood of my life.
Why was I hard? I'm not much of a morning wood guy.
Someone suddenly kicked my door open. Mia? Oh no, my hard on.
"Wakie wakie! " she screamed.
I turned around and looked at the wall, trying to ignore her voice, and more importantly trying to calm down the thing in my pants
"C'mon let's go" She said, and I could feel her mounting my bed and shaking me.
"Get off" I said grogly as I tried to push her off. She dodged, putting her legs between me and letting herself fall onto me with force.
She laughed, trying to find my wrists to pin me down.
That is not happening.
I wrestled back, trying to turn her away but she was surprisingly strong as she held tight.
"Ahem" the sound of someone clearing their throat sounded throughout my room, and we both went quiet.
Mia didn't even look back, she just looked annoyed, she probably knew who it was.,
It was Emily. The same dream disruptor from earlier.
Emily is the middle child. And yet, she is still 18, a testament to my dad's (or mother's) cheating spree.
She is a beautiful girl with black hair and dark magenta eyes. Her hair has a certain wild allure to it, stopping right after hitting her shoulders, and she usually has a cold and uninterested look in her eyes.
"Mia, I have reasonable suspicion that you stole my new dildo." She said, her tone not once showing a hint of hesitance or embarrassment.
"I have already told you, I do not need or want your 6 inches of shame Emily"
"It is 7.5" she corrected.
"Why do you think it's me anyway?"
"I believe you have cock deficit from lack of sex, which led you to become a thief"
"Fuck you Emily"
Emily scoffed, turned away and closed the door. Not once did she even glance at me.
Mia sighed, looking back at me.
What was I looking at? Well, I probably forgot to mention a small detail. Her tits are out.
By the way, they are perfect. That exact roundness, softness and bigness you think about when the word "tits" appears.
Why the fuck am I admiring my sisters chest. What the fuck is wrong with me.
"You're hard by the way"
"Get off me Mia" I screamed, finally done with her bull shit and pushing her off me.
She fell to the floor, before running out of the room while giggling.
Fuck her.
After that whole thing, I took a cold shower, cleansing my thoughts for good, before getting dressed and walking out To get some breakfast.
It was quite late, so none of the girls were having breakfast right now, which meant a peaceful breakfast for me.
After that, I was intending to go back to my room and get my PC setup installed there, but of course, things can't be easy in this place.
"Hey loser" I heard, and Emily stood in front of me, blocking my path.
"Did you steal my dildo?"
What the fuck
"No?"
"Alright, could you investigate Mia's room for me?"
"No?"
Silen,ce took over for a couple of seconds.
"Why don't you go?"
"She will kick my ass if she sees me"
"Well same goes for me"
Another silence
"Hmm. A hand job if you do it?"
What the fuck
"No"
"Two hand jobs?"
"I don't want any hand jobs from you Emily"
"Hmm" she said and went back to the planning board.
"I will cook one meal for you"
Now we're talking. I'ma be completely honest, as always. I'm not that great of a chef. I'm kind of a beginner. Actually.
Emily, on the other hand, was atte,nding chef school.
"You will cook me a meal, and teach me how to cook better for an hour"
"Sure" she said almost immediately
Wow, how bad are Mia's A's swooping s? Well she is the only one here trained in martial arts, so probably not great.
"You have 1 hour" she said finally before walking off.
Wellp, time to work.
I entered Mia's room, she wasn't here for now. I started looking, her whole thing was a mess so it was not going to be easy. Normal toys, stuff toys, her room was super girly. But not as clean as you would imagine. The windows were open so the smell was normal, quite nice I would say, however, there were many beer bottles, coke cans and other things of the sort on the floor.
As I was searching her walk-in closet, I heard her in the hallway. She was saying something to one of the sisters, her voice coming closer with each second.
I thought as fast as I could, and hid myself in the closet.