Chapter 22: Friends ll

"You okay, Ben?" Megan sat down in the sand beside me, tilting her wide-brimmed hat to better shade herself against the sun. School started the next Monday, so my gang of friends had decided to get together and spend this Wednesday afternoon and evening at the beach.

Some of the girls were sunbathing. Some of the guys were bodysurfing or wakeboarding. And various others were just chilling on the sand, like me. Although at least until Megan sat down with me, I'd been the only one sitting alone.

The presence of my ex-girlfriend stirred me from my reverie and blinking, I glanced over at her. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine."

"You looked like you were on another planet."

I smiled and shrugged. "Just thinking."

"About what?"

I shook my head. "Nothing, nothing." The LAST thing I was going to do was tell Megan I'd been analyzing every look and glance my parents had given me since Christmas, trying to figure out how they knew I was having sex with my sisters. Part of being discreet meant not letting my school friends know what I was up to at home.

"C'mon, Ben. I know you," Megan grinned. "You were thinking something naughty, weren't you?"

"Woo," I deadpanned. "Guessing Ben's thinking about sex. Real tough odds there, Megan."

"Fine," she conceded while rolling her eyes.

"Speaking of which, how are things going with Kaito?"

A little smile came onto Megan's face. "'Speaking of which'? You asking about my sex life, Ben?"

"Ooh, not exactly." I winced at the thought. I knew full well Megan didn't belong to me and she had every right to move on with her life; but that didn't mean I wanted to imagine her having sex with any other boy but me. I supposed I would always feel slightly territorial for my past lovers. It was just a part of how sex permanently changed relationships. "I really just wanted to know how things were going in general."

"Things are good," Megan said firmly, and then leaned in conspiratorially. "And no, we haven't done it yet."

I held my hands up. "Hey, I didn't actually ask and I don't need to know."

"No, I kinda want to talk about it," Megan continued, pulling her knees up under her chin and wrapping her arms around them. "You're still the only boy I've ever had sex with, Ben, which makes you the only one I can talk about this with. James is just so ... so... respectful of my body. I thought you were passive in that you would never push me to do anything I didn't want you to; but at least you'd TRY and then get rejected. James won't even touch me unless I make the first move. It's like he doesn't have hormones, and yet I can see the desire in his eyes."

I arched my eyebrow, wondering why the hell my ex-girlfriend felt it necessary to tell me all this.

Megan sighed. "You know, after even Mr. Nice Guy Ben turned into a playboy slave to his hormones, I figured all boys were really just hard-wired for sex. But seriously, I think James is different."

"You mean, different?" I raised my eyebrows and waved a limp wrist.

"No!" Megan laughed and pushed me. "But he's just so restrained. When I start getting frisky with him, I can't tell if he's Joe Cool or just scared shitless. Like the other night while we were making out, I had to move his hand up to my boob and he just held it without moving. He kissed me back just fine but he didn't even try to move his hand inside or go for my nipple or anything. I don't know what to do with him!"

I frowned, staring across to the waves where Kaito was taking turns wakeboarding with Daniel Chen. Part of me didn't want to hear another word about what my ex-girlfriend was doing with another guy. But a bigger part of me wanted to support Megan in any way I could. And from the way her conversation was going, she needed a male point of view. "You're wondering what's going through Kaito's head?"

"YES!" Megan bobbed her head at me with wide-open eyes.

I shrugged, thinking back to what had been running through my head whenever Dawn wanted to "play at sex", or even when Keira started going down on me. I was simultaneously thrilled and excited and frightened out of my wits. I'd been scared to make a wrong move and ruin whatever I had going. Granted, I always overcame that fear enough to at least go for boob and then be ready to apologize three seconds later, but not every guy was like me. Some, like Kenny, just attacked girls remorselessly; and if there was someone at that end of the spectrum, there had to be guys at the other end. "I think he's just scared."

"Scared? Of what? Me?"

I nodded. "You say he's got the desire in his eyes but he seems scared shitless. I'll bet he WANTS to go further, but he's terrified of how you'll react if he tries something you don't like."

"I've never given him anything but green light signals!"

I rolled my eyes. "He's not reading your signals. Guys are terrible at picking up signals. You girls think you're being so obvious, but you've gotta anticipate that we become as dense as bricks once the blood flow goes into our dicks."

"You think that maybe he's just not that into me? I mean, if he were, he'd be pushing for more, wouldn't he?" Megan quailed.

I took a deep breath. "Why don't you ask Stephanie Vo or Emily Anderson? Kaito went out with both of them. If you're right, maybe he pushed them a little more than you and that might mean he liked them better than he does you. But trust me, Kaito's INTO you. So if I'm right, they'll tell you the same thing you're telling me. He's just scared and you're gonna have to make the first move. Hell, you had to make ME put my hand on your boob."

Megan nodded thoughtfully, processing everything I was telling her. Her mouth curled into a strange wriggle and she looked into the distance, her eyes darting left and right while I watched the wheels cranking in her head. But in the middle of her ruminations, my ex-girlfriend darted her eyes to me. "You sure you want me to make a move on him, Ben? Can you handle that?"

I blushed. "Well, I guess I'd rather you date a guy like Kaito who'll keep his hands to himself, rather than someone more ... well ... like me."

Megan barked a laugh, and I chuckled along. "Seriously," I continued. "You're a control freak and he's ready and willing to let you set the pace for everything. It sounds perfect."

"I am not a control freak!" Megan punched my shoulder.

"Believe what you want," I smiled wryly.

Megan giggled and wrapped her arms around me. "Thanks, Ben."

"For what?" I hugged her back, reveling in her familiar warmth and scent.

"For being so great about this. You didn't have to help out with me and James," she sighed into my ear.

"I just want to see you happy, Megan. Even if that means I'm not the one to do it for you."

My ex-girlfriend smiled and turned to kiss my cheek. We held ourselves just inches apart, eyes searching into each other's. "Friends, Ben?"

I smiled. "Forever."

With that, Megan kissed my cheek again and hugged me firmly. She stood up, brushing sand off her legs and her bikini-clad butt, drawing my attention.

I was the only one to notice, either, as when I looked to the side I saw that Kaito was standing knee-deep in the surf, staring at the two of us with a wary expression on his face.

But Megan soon rectified that situation, skipping down the beach towards her budding new boyfriend. And deciding to just take charge of the situation, she splashed up to him, wrapped her arms around Kaito's neck, and pulled him into a fierce french kiss that left absolutely no doubt as to her feelings for him.

I smiled happily for them. And for the millionth time, I wished Dawn was here.

"Got another dog there, Master Chef?"

I glanced at the questioner and grinned. "Onlee zee finest qualitee ground horse-bits und cow buttocks for your dinner, mademoiselle," I gestured theatrically in a really, really bad accent.

"Great, now I don't want it," Cassidy pouted while spreading open her hot dog bun and letting me drop a fresh wiener into it with the tongs.

I grinned and waved across the grill, my eyes questioning if she wanted anything else. Cassidy waved her hand no but I reached for a round patty of dead cow. "C'mon, bring another burger over for Cameron."

Cassidy frowned and pinched her eyebrows together. "Uh, I don't know if he wants another one."

I glanced over to the redhead's new boyfriend, who was tapping his paper plate, which had been thoroughly cleaned up, including the stray potato chip crumbs. "The guy is over two hundred pounds, Freckles; and he only had one burger. Trust me, he wants another one."

Cassidy smirked and glanced over at her boyfriend with a curious look.

"Besides," I continued. "He'll just love the fact that you brought him one."

Cassidy giggled at that, nodding while I dropped both halves of a toasted burger bun onto her plate. "You giving me advice on keeping my man happy, Ben?"

"Because he makes you happy, Freckles," I said warmly while depositing the burger patty onto the bottom bun.

"You're a good friend, Ben."

I smiled and sighed wistfully. "Always."

With sand in my buttcrack and my trunks still slightly damp after a late evening dunk into the ocean at sundown, I parked my car and trudged up to the house.

To my surprise, two hot girls were sitting together on the bench we had out on the front porch.

"Hey, Brandi," I greeted breezily. Then I stood up straight and smiled at the stunningly gorgeous blonde chatting up my sister. "Hey, Adrienne. You come by for dinner again?"

"Yeah," Adrienne smiled happily. "Your mom's meatloaf is AMAZING."

"Aww," I groaned, my shoulders sagging obviously. "She made meatloaf?"

Brandi arched her eyebrow at me. "What, like you would have skipped barbecuing on the beach with your friends for meatloaf?"

I licked my lips, humming while patting my belly. "It IS good meatloaf..."

Adrienne giggled. "Yes ... it WAS."

I grumbled, but Brandi waved me off. "Relax, Ben. Mom's got leftovers you can eat for breakfast. Now go away, we've got girl stuff to talk about."

I glanced to Adrienne, who just smiled with a teasing look in her eyes. And before I got any more awkward around her, I headed inside to take a shower and settle in for the evening. There was a PlayStation controller inside with my name on it.

Late that night, I found my hands getting a little twitchy as I meandered through my current video game level. The twins had fallen asleep long ago and it was just after 11pm. I turned the volume down on the TV so that I could hear the upstairs shower running. Only one other person took her showers this late, and while I ordinarily would wait for Brandi to come downstairs so we could hang out, chat, and get a little frisky, I knew that wouldn't be part of the plan tonight.

I sighed and shook my head. Was it really just last night when Mom caught me with my dick inside my older sister? And even though Mom accepted our sexual activity, the event was still traumatizing enough to me that I couldn't imagine getting naked with Brandi in the family room at night again. Even now, the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, paranoia at a parent or baby sister walking up behind me fresh in my mind.

Abruptly, the shower turned off and the sound of water rushing through the pipes faded away. Without a second thought, I turned off the video game. Yeah, I didn't save my spot, but I would live. So I headed up to my bedroom. After all, Mom hadn't said we couldn't continue, only that we keep things discreet. And with Brandi leaving in a few days I wasn't going to miss any opportunities.

I walked through the door and saw that my bedside table lamp was already on, and that's when I saw that my room wasn't empty. Brooke was reclining on my bed, wearing just a baggy T-shirt and panties, with her left hand snaking beneath the shirt and the right tucked beneath the panties.

"It's Wednesday, Ben. My period is done," she grinned happily.

With everything going on, I'd forgotten the day. But no matter. As Brooke dragged the hem of the T-shirt higher, revealing inch after inch of tanned, creamy skin, I felt my cock rising to the occasion. Stepping into the room, I started dropping my own shorts to the floor as I approached the bed. "You miss me?"

"Yeah," she sighed. "I have this craving seven inches inside of me that only you can fill," Brooke husked, her dark eyes flashing.

I grinned, but paused as I thought of my mom once again. "Did Brandi talk to you? About Mom?"

Brooke giggled and flung her shirt away, revealing her slender little torso naked to the world while she began tugging downwards on her panties. "Yeah. I kinda figured she knew from the glances she kept giving us."

I sighed. "Was I the ONLY one who had no idea our parents might know?"

She laughed musically and crawled naked across the bed towards me. "Well now there's no worry about getting caught," my little sister grinned. "We don't have to hide from Mom and Dad anymore."

"This isn't a free pass to do whatever we want, Brooke. We gotta be careful, especially around the twins," I said firmly, even though I moved closer to my little sister so that she could reach out and take my erection in hand. "Show restraint."

"Of course!" Brooke giggled with a wicked gleam in her eye. "Doncha trust me?" she said impishly before bending over and swallowing the first four inches of my dick."

"Ohhh," I groaned as I was wrapped up in her heavenly mouth. Restraint? Hell, if I didn't reel Brooke in and soon, we were sooo gonna get caught.

But I would worry about that later. Quietly, the door clicked open and Brandi slipped through the crack, wearing just a towel around her waist. She grinned at her two younger siblings engaged in such a lewd act of incestuous oral pleasure, and with a flick of her wrist, the towel puddled to the floor. "Lemme have a taste of him, Brooke," Brandi said in her condescending big-sister tone. "And then ... we're gonna find out what those Evans sisters taught you about eating pussy."

I had to admit, my sisters were quite the effective distraction. It wasn't until my cell phone rang on Thursday afternoon and the caller ID flashed that I realized I hadn't talked to or IM'd Dawn since Tuesday. The day after I got caught fucking Brandi, literally one of the biggest turning points in my life, I HADN'T called to tell my girlfriend. I was too busy barbecuing with my friends, splashing around the beach, and then getting in the middle of a torrid threesome with two of my sisters.

Seriously, when you've got one sister's tight pussy riding your dick while another sister's sweet snatch is perched on your face, it's kinda hard to think of any other girls, girlfriend or not. So I hadn't talked to Dawn; but she didn't seem to mind. She'd been out with friends on Wednesday as well, and belatedly I filled her in on everything going on in my life.

Dawn expressed mild surprise when I told her my mom had caught me and Brandi in flagrante delicto. She laughed at my recap, done with suitably hyper-panicked embellishments. And then she explained that her parents had known about her having sex with her sisters for years.

"Guess it's just different when you're a guy, you know?" I shrugged, even though Dawn couldn't see me. "When it's just girls, parents call it 'experimenting'. But when a boy gets involved, it's dangerous incest."

"Well, my mom doesn't have to worry about me knocking Dayna up," Dawn giggled.

I also regaled Dawn with stories of my ex-girlfriends, of Cassidy with Cameron and Megan's and Kaito's budding new romance. Once upon a time, I had worked to keep my personal life at home a bit of a secret from Dawn, in the interest of maintaining the privacy of my friends and our sexual exploits. But Dawn was my girlfriend now, and since we'd gotten the cell phones I held no secrets from her. So like any good boyfriend and girlfriend, we shared the sometimes humorous lives of those around us. I still wouldn't get too personal, but I did want Dawn to get to know my friends a bit.

Along the way, I explained how Adrienne had become a conversation companion of Brandi's and her coming over to my family's house the past couple of nights. "Can you believe my ex-girlfriend was eating dinner with my family when I wasn't?" I remarked with some amazement.

Dawn giggled and then started to tell me about her friends' latest exploits. Rather selfishly, my mind started to wander as my girlfriend rambled on about people I didn't know. True to my typical phone aversion, I felt like finding a way to getting off the line, but I forced myself to focus for Dawn's sake.

Then she mentioned Mark, her ex-boyfriend, and I was all ears. "He asked me out again this morning. I was with Tricia at the mall when Mark and his friends went by and we sorta struck up a conversation. He asked me out and I told him I had a boyfriend. He said he didn't see any boyfriends around and I explained that you were down in SoCal. Do you know what he said? 'Hey, more than a hundred miles away doesn't count.'"

Dawn started laughing. "Can you believe he said that? More than a hundred miles? Where do guys come up with that?"

"Did you agree?" I said a little icily into the phone.

"What?"

"Did you agree to go out with him?" I bit out. Once again, thoughts of Dawn with another guy sparked green jealously like no one else. Cassidy had Cameron, Megan had Kaito, and Adrienne dated whoever the hell she wanted. But Dawn was MINE.

"No! Of course not, Ben," Dawn said soothingly, quickly recognizing my mood. "How could you think that excuse would work on me?"

"Sorry," I grumbled. Then I took a deep breath and said in a calmer voice, "But we both know we've had our own excuses in the past for what does or doesn't count."

"True."

"And in all fairness," I sighed. "You and I did have sex when you were with Mark and I was with Megan."

"It didn't count then."

"It always counts. Look where it brought us now," I chuckled.

"I suppose," Dawn sighed. "Still, you're lucky. You've got two hot sisters and I'm all alone here wishing for a Y-chromosome."

"Eww, don't get one. I like you better as a girl," I grinned.

"You know what I mean," Dawn shot back.

And for a moment, I thought of what Brandi had told me before, that Dawn was horny and getting a lot of male attention. I, at least, had Brandi and Brooke to let off steam. Dawn had DJ; Dayna and Brandi were nearby. But they weren't a substitute for a good dick. Could I really be okay with Dawn getting some elsewhere? Could I really handle her having sex with another guy just for sex's sake, as long as her heart belonged to me?

From the green jealousy that lanced through me at the mere thought, probably not. Maybe it wasn't fair that I had girls around me when Dawn didn't have any guys, but it was the situation we found ourselves in.

For a second I thought of initiating the "open relationship" discussion. After all, I wanted my girlfriend happy, even if I didn't currently feel inclined to take advantage of it. But I decided not to. After all, I was still being satisfied by my sisters. And if Dawn really needed it, she could always ask me. I'd let her initiate that particular conversation. Heck, maybe Brandi was wrong and Dawn could just wait for me.

So I let that thought die out and in the end, all Dawn said was, "I miss you, Ben."

"I miss you too, Dawn."

"I love you. Always."

"I love you, too."

It was not quite 6pm when the doorbell rang. My mom was busy in the kitchen and Dad was working late, so I paused my computer game and went to the front door.

"Oh, hey, Ben!" Adrienne stood there, looking absolutely radiant in the late afternoon light. The sun was coming down from the horizon, basking everything in an orange glow. Butterflies leaped to action in my stomach and I felt my heart speed up. She'd just always had that effect on me.

"Hey, Adrienne," I smiled and stood in the doorway. "Uh, Brandi's not back yet. She's out with some friends."

"Oh, uh," the tall, gorgeous blonde said a little nervously. "I was hoping the offer to come hang out for dinner still stood. It just gets so lonely at my house."

"Oh, of course, of course," I waved her in, nervously looking about. Even though Adrienne and I were on pretty good terms ever since the breakup, I still felt painfully awkward around her. The past few days, she was with Brandi, who kept my beautiful ex-girlfriend engaged in conversation so I was never under any pressure. But Brandi wasn't around right now. Mom was cooking, Dad wasn't home, and I glanced around hoping at least one of my little sisters would come out and relieve me from having to entertain Adrienne.

No such luck. Clumsily, I gestured Adrienne towards the living room and shut the door behind her. After a second's hesitation, I followed after her. It was only half an hour until dinnertime. I could handle being around Adrienne for half an hour.

"So how was your day?" I asked genially as I settled into a wing chair while Adrienne sat on the couch. I forced myself not to look at her legs.

Adrienne smiled. "Okay, I guess. Just another summer day, you know?"

"Yeah," I nodded and then went quiet, feeling the awkward silence creeping up on me again.

Adrienne seemed to feel it too as she averted her eyes and looked at the floor. Whenever the rest of my family was around, neither of us felt this way. There were little siblings to chat with and parents to be polite to. There was no pressure to actually face each other one-on-one and talk ... like now.

This was so weird. I'd literally gone from barely knowing Adrienne except for her being the gorgeous neighbor down the street, to suddenly being her object of lust, to her boyfriend, and then ex-boyfriend all within the span of a few months. I didn't know whether to talk with her like a passing acquaintance or an intimate confidant. And just as I started to fumble for something to fill the dead air, Adrienne exhaled and threw her hands up. "Ben, this is ridiculous."

I blinked and arched an eyebrow at her.

"Look." Adrienne leaned forward and planted her elbows on her knees, which had the unfortunate (fortunate?) side-effect of giving me a glorious view down the front of her blouse. "You're perfectly normal when there are others around and there's no reason to get weird when we're alone together. Yeah, we've got history, but that shouldn't really change anything. And yet every time you're around me you seem ... different. Like you're not comfortable that I'm around. And the last thing I want to do is make you uncomfortable."

"I'm sorry," I said, wincing apologetically. "I guess I'm still just not sure how to act around you. You're an ex-girlfriend and I can't help but remember that it's my fault there's an E-X in front of the 'girlfriend'."

"Things just go back to normal. I've had lots of ex-boyfriends," she shrugged.

"I haven't had that many ex-girlfriends."

"You seem just fine around Megan and Cassidy."

"I've had time to talk things out with Megan and Cassidy. We had the foundation of being friends before dating, and after working out the details and the emotions and some time apart, we decided to stay friends."

"We're friends, too, aren't we?" Adrienne pouted.

I looked plainly at her. "Are we? Before we started dating, I was just another invisible admirer of yours. I lived a stone's throw from your house but we barely ever spoke. And if it's about going back to the way things were before, well ... we weren't friends before, Adrienne."

She smiled and put her hand on my knee. "But I want to be friends now."

"Why? I hurt you, didn't I, Adrienne? Just when you started to trust me with something very personal to you, I went and gave you a reason not to trust me anymore. And because of that, I wasn't sure where we stood."

Adrienne sighed. "Ben, you gave me a reason not to trust you as a boyfriend. Yeah, you slept with a girl I despise. But some would say that's just karma for all the shit I've pulled myself. I still trust you as a friend. You know my secret and I'm not worried about you ever using that against me. And while we were together, I spent more time just talking with you than all my previous boyfriends combined. With them, it was hang out, get drunk, or get naked. Once we were done fucking, they'd leave and I'd do my own thing. With you, I got to just ... just be. I miss that."

She took a deep breath and tilted her head to the side. "Besides, the more I thought about you cheating, the less it bothered me. You're just a boy, Ben. I ordered you out of my house and told my friends to shun you. I get why you expected that I'd dumped you and put you in a spot where you were susceptible to Donna's charms. It happened. And if I hadn't overreacted we might still be together right now."

Adrienne's face softened and for a brief moment, she looked at me the same way she had when we were dating. She looked at me like she still loved me. But I couldn't help feeling my old guilt. "You didn't overreact, Adrienne. I cheated. You dumped me. I deserved it."

"Maybe," Adrienne squeezed my knee and leaned forward. My eyes yo-yoed down to her exposed cleavage automatically before I looked back up into her golden eyes. "But sometimes I look at my life right now and wonder if it wouldn't be better if you were still in it."

Perhaps I was reading too much into Adrienne's words, but her intense tone and the way she was looking at me couldn't be denied. I blinked rapidly as my heart thudded in my chest. And in a slightly nervous voice, I asked, "Adrienne, is that why you're coming over here for dinner? To see me? Because I'm really serious about Dawn and-"

Adrienne jerked her hand back and huffed. "Men. Always so self-centered," she groaned and turned her gaze away. But I caught the flash in her eyes as she glanced back at me for a brief split-second.

Embarrassed, I shut up.

"I just want to be friends, Ben, okay?" Adrienne said firmly. "And it's more than just you, Ben. Really, I've loved coming to hang out with you guys the past few nights. Brandi is supercool and down to earth; she doesn't act like she's older than me. Brooke is sweet and the twins are adorable. Your parents are so welcoming. I mean, your whole family just screams warmth and love." Adrienne wrapped her arms around herself and a bit of moisture formed in her eyes. "It makes me wish I was one of your sisters too, Ben."

Naughty thoughts of just what I was doing to my sisters immediately sprung to mind, and I coughed lightly to cover my reaction. "Ahem, well, I have to admit," I began while smiling wryly. "I wouldn't mind having another beautiful sister to hang out with."

"Well, a friend will have to do. Friends, Ben? No awkwardness?" She sat up straight and proffered her hand to shake formally. Her rigid posture and open expression were a marked change from her usual sensuous posing and bedroom eyes, and I started to breathe a little easier. As long as Adrienne kept her flirting with me in check, I could handle her being around without worrying about my fidelity to Dawn.

I smiled and shook her hand. "Friends. I'd like that."

Adrienne giggled. "Can I still call you 'Tiger'?"

My cock twitched at the pet name, and a low groan started deep in my throat which I just managed to cover. I probably shouldn't, but I liked the little buzz of excitement that shot up my spine when she called me that name. What was the harm? "Uh, sure."

And then Adrienne threw herself at me, wrapping me up in a warm hug. "Thanks, Tiger."

Someone giggled behind us. Abruptly, I released Adrienne and turned around to find Brooke grinning at the two of us. "Should I take a picture and email it to Dawn?"

I rolled my eyes and Adrienne giggled. "Please do," the gorgeous blonde said. "Send her a picture and maybe she'll break up with Ben so I can have him back."

I shot an alarmed look at Adrienne, who just laughed and waved, "Just kidding, just kidding."

I arched an eyebrow, not sure whether to believe her. But Brooke giggled and continued, "C'mon. Dinner's just about ready."

"Laters, Ben." Kenny had just shut the passenger door to his pickup truck after safely ensconcing Rachel inside. He waved as he circled around to the driver's side and I waved back.

It was our final pool party at Elaine's house before school started. And late on this Saturday night, the party had finally come to an end. Like a good friend, I was helping Daniel with the final bits of cleanup.

"Bye, Ben," Cassidy smiled as she walked past, her arm wrapped around Cameron's waist. I smiled at the happy couple.

Musical giggling caught my attention from the other direction. Megan was smiling wider than I'd seen her in a long time, and Kaito just had a goofy-dazed expression on his face. Less than an hour ago, she'd taken the nervous and shocked boy upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms. And we all knew what happened in a guest bedroom at one of Elaine's parties. Even though Kaito probably hadn't lost his virginity just yet – not in a strange, unromantic room like this – I knew it was only a matter of time.

Strangely enough, I didn't mind. I didn't really think of Cassidy or Megan as ex-girlfriends anymore. We were just friends. Even Adrienne, as attracted to her as I still was, I considered to be just a friend. She'd been out on a date on Friday. And she was at my house again for dinner tonight, to hang out with Brandi on her last night in SoCal before going back to college.

We'd all moved on. The old relationships had run their course and come Monday, it would be a whole new year.

Surprisingly, the house had been very quiet when I returned home. It was later than I realized, almost midnight. In the upstairs hallway, I noticed that the light was still on in Brandi's bedroom, a pale yellow glow peering underneath the door. Perhaps she was waiting for me. After all, it was our last chance to fuck before she had to leave.

But I was still grimy and chlorinated from Elaine's pool party. Quickly, I took a shower to clean up. I knew the sound of running water would notify my sister that I'd returned home. Afterwards, wearing just a towel around my waist, I went and knocked on Brandi's door.

"Come in, Ben," her soft voice floated through.

I smiled as I poked my head in, expecting to see Brandi reclined on her bed wearing her usual thin T-shirt and panties. Or if I was really lucky, she might even be wearing something quite sexy. And when I looked over, my jaw dropped to the floor and my eyes went wide. "Oh, shit!" I grunted.

Brandi was wearing something quite sexy alright; she was practically wearing a buck naked and very sexy Brooke.

My older sister was naked and reclined across her bed, propped up by pillows. My younger sister's smaller body was right on top of her, so that the two girls were pressed chest to chest with Brooke's lips at Brandi's neck. And they were both covered in a very fine sheen of sweat.

Brooke's ass was elevated up, so that the cute 15-year-old hottie was practically in a doggy-position before me. Between the globes of her perky buttcheeks, I had a clear view of her crinkled anus and flushed pink pussy, already glistening with moisture. My cock became erect so quickly it actually dislodged the fold in my towel and the terrycloth fabric puddled to the floor without me having to do a thing.

"Need one of us to warm you up, Ben?" Brandi asked with an impish grin. "Or do you just want to stick it in and start fucking us?"

"Mmm ... fucking..." I grunted in a caveman voice. So naked and with my own skin slightly damp from the shower, I quickly stepped forward and knelt on the bed behind Brooke, my legs straddling Brandi's beneath me. My little sister just moaned into the crook of her sister's neck while I positioned her hips for entry; and her spine went rigid as my thick shaft began slowly burrowing into her tight vaginal tunnel.

"Oooh, fuck me big brother," Brooke groaned.

My jaw quivered and my eyes fluttered as I experienced the blissful sensations of my cock being surrounded by warm, wet pussyflesh. With a firm grip on Brooke's hips, I pressed forward and pushed until I was fully embedded inside her. And with a wicked smile I reached my hand back and then let fly with a hard spank against her asscheek.

Brooke wailed abruptly and then was cut off a second later when Brandi clamped a hand over her little sister's mouth. I was chuckling as Brandi glared at me. "Relax," I smiled. "The twins are three doors down. They can't hear. And we know Mom and Dad aren't going to come stop us."

"You keep that up and they just might," Brandi's eyes flashed in annoyance. "And I do NOT want my last orgasms cut short."

"Aww, but Brooke seems to like it," I pointed. Indeed, Brooke was panting with heavy-lidded eyes. And from the extra squish of my dick in her pussy, she was apparently recovering from a quick orgasm.

"Yeah, well, good for her, but I- Ayyyiieee!" Brandi's sentence was cut off by a squeal of her own, which she just barely cut off with a hand over her own mouth. While she'd been glancing over to see the expression on Brooke's face, I'd slipped out of my little sister, and then abruptly yanked Brandi's legs back and swiftly entered her snatch in a single thrust.

"Unnngh," Brandi groaned and let her head loll back against the pillows as she felt my dick throbbing deep inside her.

"Still complaining?" I smiled with a twinkle in my eye.

"Shut up and fuck me," my older sister growled.

"Yes, ma'am," I grinned and then set to my task. It was made easier when Brooke rolled off to the side, freeing me to get a grip on Brandi's hips while she elevated her legs around my waist.

But Brooke wasn't totally idle. She'd recovered from her orgasm and was right beside me, nibbling her little mouth along her sister's exposed skin from arm to shoulder and to neck. My little sister then detoured down Brandi's chest, and I felt an extra surge of energy in my thrusts when I watched Brooke's tongue extend out and take a long lick at her older sister's erect nipple.

I wasn't the only one affected by Brooke's touch. Brandi moaned and reached a hand up, clutching her little sister's head tightly to her chest until Brooke opened her mouth and began to suckle at the sensitive teat. There was something instinctually alluring about the young one nursing at a breast while my cock pistoned in and out of Brandi's vagina, although we were a twisted version of family to be sure. And our incestuous orgy just got even more wicked when Brandi pulled Brooke's head up so that the two sisters could meet in a sloppily wet Sapphic kiss.

The three of us were still pressed together this way when Brandi crested over into her first climax. She and Brooke had gotten each other warmed up while I was in the shower. Now Brooke and I finished her off as Brandi's little sister sucked away her oxygen and caressed her erogenous zones while Brandi's little brother carved his dick against her G-spot. The beautiful 19-year-old brunette whimpered into the 15-year-old's mouth as she felt the sensations overwhelming her, and at the very end she turned her head to softly moan as her body exploded in ecstasy.

I rode her through the contractions, prolonging Brandi's orgasm. But when she went limp and sagged against the mattress, I pulled out and quickly rolled Brooke onto her back. My little sister lit up in a happy smile as I mounted her, and she moaned in almost the exact pitch and tone as Brandi had when I began thrusting away inside her.

Now after first screwing Brooke to climax and then screwing Brandi to climax, not to mention several hours of staring at pretty 17-year-old girls in bikinis by Elaine's pool, I'd more or less exhausted my orgasmic control. I simply gripped my little sister's tiny waist to hold her in position while I used her body as a masturbatory device, pounding myself into her clenching cunt over and over again without restraint.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!" I grunted.

"Mm, mm, mm!" Brooke whimpered with a smile.

My little sister rather enjoyed being aggressively fucked. Giggling with glee and moaning up a storm, she pulled her legs back and to the sides in an effort to get me even deeper. And when I slammed forward a final time and stayed there, the sultry teenage vixen started laughing as she felt my fire hose spraying down her innards with all my cum. "Oh, cum in me, big brother! More! More! I want more!"

And we were far from done. As the liquid pressure began to wane, I stopped grunting while my dick squeezed out the last few drops deep inside Brooke's vaginal cavity. And when I pulled out and flopped onto my back, Brandi was quick to take my place.

Flipping her younger sister's legs over her shoulders, Brandi nuzzled her head between Brooke's thighs, noisily slurping while I sat back and smirked. I knew that Brandi wasn't actually fond of cum, not like Dayna or DJ. She simply didn't like the taste; but she loved the naughtiness of knowing she was swallowing her brother's jizz. To be sucking it out of her own little sister was just double the fun.

And Brooke wasn't just lying back and enjoying it either. With whimpered groans, my sister directed me around to sit beside her so that she could twist her torso and slurp my wet noodle into her mouth. Brooke was definitely enthusiastic about blowing me and it showed in how rapidly her fellatio was reviving me for another round.

Brooke got me halfway there. Brandi got me the rest of the way in less than two seconds. All she had to do was reach into her bedside table and pull out a tube of Astroglide. And then with a slightly nervous smile, my older sister said, "Okay Ben. Time for you to finally fuck me in the ass."

"You know, I keep watching you do this. First to Dawn and now Brandi. Maybe someday, you'll have to fuck me in the ass, too," Brooke mused and I felt a surge of adrenaline push through me. Fuck, I nearly blew my wad right there.

"Maybe when you're bigger," I grunted and focused in on the ass at hand. My older sister Brandi was in a doggy-position before me, slowly gliding a small, pink dildo in and out of her own anus. My younger sister Brooke was beneath her in a sixty-nine position, her excellent tongue work distracting her older sister from any pain.

Presently, my older sister sighed and pulled out the dildo, setting it aside.

"You ready?" I asked. There had been no need to stroke myself. I'd always known my sisters had world class asses. The view and the prospect of buggering Brandi had me more than hard enough.

"Do it, Ben. Fuck your naughty sister in her asshole," Brandi grunted.

I nodded and held her hips, guiding my mushroom head against my sister's back door. And with surprising ease, after just a little push the head slipped in.

As expected, she tightened up immediately, her sphincter muscle clenching me so tightly I was afraid she'd snap off the head inside her.

"You okay?" I asked cautiously.

"Yeah, yeah," Brandi exhaled and nodded. "Dayna's shoved dildos almost as big as you in there, Ben. I'll be alright." She relaxed and with some added pressure the full length of my cock slowly penetrated into her rectum.

"Still," Brandi grunted. "It feels so fucking full!"

"So tight," I moaned in response, enjoying the sensations and heat while also marveling at the sight before me. Brandi, my pretty older sister with the dynamite body had her perfect, drumtight ass currently skewered on my cock. "I'm in your asshole, Brandi. Your little brother is fucking you up the ass."

"Oh, shit," Brandi moaned appropriately. "So wrong ... so wrong ... and yet so right," she sighed.

"So right," I agreed as I withdrew back several inches before pressing forward once again, re-burying my prick deep into my sister's bowels.

"Wow..." Brooke gasped, having a REALLY up close and personal view. Even though the girls were in a sixty-nine position, neither of them was of much use to the other. Brandi was too focused on my dick up her butt and Brooke was too busy watching.

No matter, both were doing exactly what they wanted. As was I. "Such a great ass, sis. Have I ever told you how awesome your ass is?" I mused while slowly pumping in and out of her tightly-clenched anal ring.

"Nngh," Brandi grunted as I hit bottom. "No. You said I had a nice ass but you never told me it was awesome."

"It IS awesome, Brandi. You know how much Kenny always told me that? You too, Brooke. Kenny always said my sisters had the finest asses on the planet. Better than Elyse's. Better even than Adrienne's. So perky. So bubbly. So firm."

"And YOU'RE the only man who's ever fucked it, Ben," Brandi groaned. "Maybe the only man who ever will. Ugh ... so full..." she moaned, sounding like she had some pain.

"Are you okay?" I asked with some concern, stopping my thrusts.

"No!" Brandi squeaked. "No, I mean, don't stop! Keep going! Keep going!" she urged, and I restarted my slow thrusting. "Ugh, it hurts, Ben. But Dayna was right. I've got a zillion nerves in there and they're all going off right now. I feel like my butt is on fire but I don't want you to stop! Keep going, Ben! Nngh! A little harder! Harder!"

Aided by copious amounts of lube, I began to saw in and out of my sister's butt with increased force. Brandi had folded her arms over Brooke's legs, pillowing her head on the backs of her hands. But now Brandi pushed her chest up so that she was up on all fours, flexing with her arms to hump her hips back to meet my every thrust. "Fuck me, Ben! Fuck my ass! Violate your sister's asshole, Ben! Fill my rectum with your thick cock and spew your incestuous sperm into my bowels. Do it, Ben! Fuck me! Fuck me and fill me!"

How could I resist a plea like that? I narrowed my focus until all I could see was Brandi's perfect peach of an ass being split by my cock. And I stopped clenching my ab muscles, willing myself to let my orgasm run free whenever it would. I didn't have to worry about my lover in this moment. Brandi was getting half her pleasure from the pure knowledge that her little brother was sodomizing her and the other half from Brooke, who had returned to her oral ministrations.

"So good, Brandi. Your ass feels so good," I grunted breathlessly. "I'm gonna cum, Brandi. Your little brother is gonna fill you up with sperm. I'm gonna cream so hard inside your asshole that you'll be shitting brother-jizz for days. Tomorrow when you're on that plane flying back to school, you're gonna feel my spunk leaking out of you on to the seat! I'm cumming, Brandi! I'm cumming!"

My hands were white-knuckled as I gripped Brandi's hips hard enough to bruise. My pelvis slammed up tightly against her asscheeks. And I'd thrust so hard that my sister's arms buckled as her torso crashed down onto Brooke's legs. Flailing, Brandi had flung her arms back towards me, and instinctively I reached out to them, gripping her hands.

But right then, my orgasm exploded out of me. And as I threw my head back to exult in the euphoric sensation of gallons of cum rushing through my cock, I yanked down on Brandi's hands, pinning them against her lower back and holding my sister in that awkward position while I busted my nut into the furthest recesses of her asshole.

"Uggghhh!" I grunted.

"Nngh!" Brandi moaned in mixed pleasure and pain.

"Mmph!" Brooke squeaked in panic as Brandi's legs gave out and the 15-year-old was suddenly crushed under her own sister's crotch.

With aberrant twitching, semen boiled out of me and poured into Brandi's ass, continuing on and on in a flood that felt like it would never end. But it did end. And when it did, only then did I release my sister's twisted arms.

"Ohhh," Brandi sighed as she flopped her arms forward once again.

Dizzy, I pulled out of her tight asshole, leaving it a lewdly stretched open cave of darkness as I sagged to sit on my own butt.

"Mmph!" Brooke squeaked again, this time able to push Brandi's limp body off her face so that she could gasp in a single inhalation for precious oxygen.

And even though she hadn't orgasmed from her first live male assfuck, Brandi pressed her forehead against her bed and sighed, "Holy shit that was incredible."

"You happy to be heading back?" I asked Brandi, who was staring out the window as we passed Jamboree and I merged to the right for my exit.

"Yeah," she sighed. "Don't get me wrong. It was nice to be home and certainly nice to get properly laid, Ben. But I'm used to college now. I miss my friends and Dayna and I'm actually excited about getting back to classes. After working eight to five for three months, I'm really happy to get back to only having a few hours of classes a day with lots of downtime in between."

I shrugged. I didn't know what college life was about just yet, but I'd take her word for it.

"Oh yeah, I'm having dinner with the Evanses tonight. Is there anything you want me to say to Dawn?"

I shook my head. Thanks to modern technology, I could say anything I wanted to Dawn whenever I wanted. "Nah, just tell her I love her and that I miss her."

"Sure thing," Brandi nodded. "And don't forget what I told you about her. You two need to work out how to handle this long-distance thing before it strains your relationship. That girl loves you, Ben, but she's got needs too. Not everything is just about you staying loyal."

I gritted my teeth. It was a good thing we were stopped at a red light off the MacArthur ramp. If I'd been moving as I thought of Dawn with another guy, I might very well have crashed. "Yeah, I know," I said darkly to Brandi.

Brandi smiled and reached over to squeeze my hand. "Relax. She'd never cheat on you. But you two need to have 'the talk'. And soon."

"I know, I know," I grudgingly admitted.

"And you'd better keep an eye out for Adrienne."

"What? Why?" Did my sister know something about Adrienne's intentions that I didn't?

"Oh, relax, relax. She likes you, but I don't think she's going to make a move on you. Not right now at least." Brandi laughed.

"Then what?"

Brandi looked thoughtful for a second and with the green light, I started moving forward. Then my sister explained, "There's something ... off ... about her. I don't know her very well, but there's something not right going on in her life. She's clinging onto our family a bit and I have to honestly wonder why. She lived across the street from us for seven years, Ben. And then all of a sudden she wants to spend every evening with us?"

I arched an eyebrow, not understanding. And we didn't have much longer for explanation as I was already pulling into the airport.

"She's a good kid, Ben. I'm just guessing that some bad things happened to her in the past and she's really vulnerable right now. I don't want to see her hurt. So just keep an eye on her. For me, okay?"

"Sure, sure," I agreed, frowning. I knew Adrienne's secret. But I wondered if Brandi had a clue.

Brandi went silent, and a minute later when I was pulling into the parking garage, she turned and said, "You can just drop me off. You don't have to wait with me."

I glanced over, "Don't you want me to?"

My sister smiled. "Yeah. That would be nice."

So I parked and we went in. We breezed through security and went to sit at her boarding gate. Brandi smiled, slipping her hand into mine while laying her head on my shoulder. To anyone else, we were just another young couple.

About twenty minutes later, we heard the announcement over the PA to board her flight. Brandi squeezed my hand and we turned to each other, our eyes meeting with little twinkles. And then automatically, I leaned in, brushed Brandi's bangs to the side, and gave her a VERY un-brotherly kiss goodbye.

When I pulled away, she smiled radiantly at me and said seriously in her big-sister voice, "Talk to Dawn. Keep an eye on Adrienne. Take care of Brooke. Got it?"

I smiled. "Got it."

"I love you, Ben."

"I love you, too."

She giggled. "See ya later, alligator."