Here we fucking go again.
One of the sisters, Of which I can not 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 eventually 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 isn't normal. Fucking weirdos.
Now I'm thirsty. I got up and walked out of my room, going to the kitchen and getting some water.
"Back like you never left huh?" I heard Mia's voice behind me, and saw she was still lying down in the sofa, watching tv.
"How can you live here" I asked genuenly. I can not fathom how anyone could live in these conditions. Yet she did, and she seemed to enjoy it.
"It's exciting"
She said as she turned the TV off and got up. A desinterested look on her face.
"They still do it everyday?"
"Nah, Emily probably got a new dildo, she's just in the honeymoon phase"
"The honeymoon phase..."
I asked astonished, seeing her open the fridge and take a pack of milk.
"Yeah you know, you upgrade size, the dildo doesn't fit so it starts rearranging your insides. You can almost feel~"
"It was a retorical 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 package.
"I want you to be honest with me" she said after drinking.
"You missed this place, didn't you?"
"No"
Didn't even hesitate. Not one second.
"Bullshit" she said, a smile on her face as she pointed an index finger at me.
I stayed quiet, wondering where her argument would go.
"You have convinced yourself you hated it here, that's all"
She took another gulp before continuing.
"How could you live here for so long, an then just continue on with your boring life."
"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 play 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 scream bullshit 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. 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 bullys.
Time passed and I went through puberty. Discovering myself or whatever. But mostly, I discovered that I am a degenerate with some weird sexual fantasizes.
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 full of fiery hatred. It made me feel ways I can not explain with simple words. I used to finger myself to sleep, and when that wasn't enough, I took one of Emily's many dildos and fucked myself until I couldn't walk the next day. That's probably why my sisters think I had sex with some rando every single day now that I think about it.
Today he came back. Leo, He was taller, more handsome, stronger. It seemed like he was another person. But those eyes. He Hated me more than he ever did when he was here.
I woke up pretty late today, I was... busy last night. I talked with him, seems like Emily's screams and moans had woken him up. He Almost caught me masturbating while thinking about him, that's embarrassing.
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, wonder what that's about.
He only had a black shirt on and some boxers, which was understandable because we were in the middle of the summer.
I got on my knees in front of his face, watching him sleep.
He seems so peacefully like this.
I touched his face with my finger, tracing his jawline. I thought I would never see him again, this quarentine is the best thing that could have happened.
Now to the main dish. I moved my body slightly, positioning myself to the left of his boxers.
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 oh my fucking god. While soft, he is bigger than any of Emily's dildos.
Hollyshit. My heart is racing. I have never felt like this in my life, I cot close to his sack, and took another deep whiff. Then another.
God that's fucking disgusting, it smells so much.
I was so overstimulated I lost sense for a second and pressed half of my face against him, feeling it's texture on my skin, printing every single detail of it's smell into my nostrils.
I am soaking wet. I need to relieve myself, I need to. My fingers slowly crawled inside my panties, but suddenly, the thing pressed against my face started growing... And he was starting to wake up.
I quickly tucked his cock back on his boxers, watching the fabric move as the thing inside changed shape, out of view.
What a shame.
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 painfully morning wood of my life. Followed by Mia kicking my door open.
"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 shacking me.
"Get off" I said grogly as I tried to push her off. She dodged, putting her legs between me and letting her self 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.
"Mgmmmm" the sound of someone clearing their throat sounded thoughout 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 testiment to my dad's (or mother's) cheating spree.
She is a beautifull girl, with black hair and dark magenta eyes. Her hair is shoulder length, and she usually has a cold and bitchy attitude.
"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 tits. 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 peacefull breakfast for me.
After that, I was intending to go back to my room and get my PC set up 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?"
Silence 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 planing 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 attending 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 as you would imagine. 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 on 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.