The night air was thick with tension and forbidden desire as 16-year-old Lily lay in her bed, tossing and turning. Her parents had gone away for the weekend, leaving her alone with her three older brothers - 17-year-old Jake, 15-year-old Max, and 14-year-old Ethan. Lily’s body had recently blossomed, her breasts and hips rounding out in alluring curves. The changes left her feeling confused and unsettled, especially around her hormone-raging siblings.

Lily heard laughter and the clinking of glasses drifting up from the living room. Her brothers were drinking again, a frequent occurrence since her father’s strict rule was out of the picture. She knew she should stay in her room, keep the door locked. But curiosity and an unfamiliar ache between her legs drew her out into the hall.

Peeking over the banister, Lily watched as her brothers passed a bottle of whiskey back and forth, growing louder and rowdier with each sip. Max noticed her first, his eyes trailing appreciatively over her body. Lily flushed and crossed her arms over her chest self-consciously. “Lily! Get your ass down here!” Jake called out. “We’re celebrating!”

“I-I don’t want any whiskey,” Lily stammered, descending the stairs hesitantly. “What are you celebrating?”

“Max’s first time!” Ethan exclaimed, high-fiving his brother. Max grinned sheepishly.

Lily’s cheeks burned as a vivid image of her brother losing his virginity flashed through her mind. “Oh. Congrats,” she muttered. Jake stood and slung an arm around her shoulders.

“You’re part of the family too, squirt. Here, have a drink with us.” He pressed the bottle into her hands insistently.

Lily hesitated, then brought the bottle to her lips and took a tentative sip. The alcohol burned her throat, making her cough. But as the warmth spread through her body, she felt her inhibitions melting away.

They passed the bottle around for several rounds, telling crude jokes and getting more handsy with each other. Lily found herself laughing at things she normally would have blushed at, enjoying the attention from her normally overprotective brothers. Jake’s hand rested on her thigh as they sat side by side on the couch, making her heart race.

“Hey Lil,” Max said suddenly, his words slightly slurred. “Since we’re all in such a good mood ... how about you show us what’s under that shirt? For Max’s special night?”

Lily froze, her face flaming. She glanced around at their eager faces, pulse pounding. A tiny part of her screamed to run, but a much larger part was thrilled at their interest, their hunger. Slowly, she reached for the hem of her shirt.