Chapter 1

This story begins when I was 14 and my sister Lily was 16. Lily was very beautiful. She was thin and pale with shoulder length black hair and small but perfect boobs. A sexy, elegant body perfect for an artistic young lady that every teacher admired. Do you know the actress Margaret Qualley? My sister looks like she’s her clone.

I was fat and short and clumsy. Nobody liked me. My sister found me annoying.

One day she and her friend Leyla, a big-titted slightly pudgy blonde, filmed me stumbling over a skateboard and falling down. They had been forced by my parents to babysit me at the mall and I was ruining their day. They uploaded the video to social media and it became a viral sensation.

For the next six months I was Skateboard Boy and everyone made fun of me. It was awful.

I developed a bit of an obsession with Lily and Layla. I jerked off to photos of them I downloaded off social media. When I was alone at home I went into my sister’s room and rifled through her drawers. I used her bras and panties to jerk off. It turned me on when I saw her wearing the underwear my dick had touched on the next day.

I also spied on her. A lot. I took downblouse photos with my cellphone and tried to catch her coming out of the shower. Most of the time I failed but once I saw her topless and nearly came in my pants. Her nipples were so small and so hard. She had no idea I’d seen her. I didn’t exist in her world.

I also spied on Lily and Leyla outside. Sometimes they went to a lake near our house and I got to see them change into their bikinis. Leyla was less careful than Lily and I got several nice snaps of her big tits.

Leyla was allowed to borrow her parents’ car. One late summer afternoon that year Leyla and Lily drove to the lake. They stayed longer than usual, swimming and talking while I watched from the bushes. Our parents were out of town and they were planning to drive to a club in the outskirts that sometimes served minors. Everyone got their first drinks there.

It wasn’t really their fault that as they were leaving a homeless man jumped in front of their car. I had seen him around before and knew he was drug-addled and pretty crazy. That I filmed it on camera was coincidence.

Leaving him and driving away without telling anyone was their choice though. They argued about it for several minutes in a panic first. I filmed that too.

I immediately knew what I had on my hands. I couldn’t believe how lucky I had gotten. But did I dare use it? I’d had a lot of fantasies about my sister and her friend but did I dare turn them into reality?

When Lily got back home it was late. I was waiting for her in the downstairs hallway. She was wearing a cute black dress and smelled of alcohol.

“Why are you still awake?” she asked me angrily. “You should be in bed.”

“Come into the living room, please.”

“No, why? I’m going to my room.”

“It’s important.”

“Ugh. Fine.”

I turned on our big TV. A news item was playing about the homeless man who had been found dead. My sister looked shocked but tried to hide it.

“You just wanted me to see the news?” she said.

“And this other video.”

I connected my laptop to the screen and played the video I had taken.

“Oh my God,” Lily whispered.

“Yeah, if people see that you’ll be in serious trouble.”

“David ... oh my God ... why were you filming us?”

“Doesn’t matter. What matters is that I can send this to the police. Or the media. I have emails set up and ready to go.”