Chapter 3: Help Me Out

“In the evening, I say in the evening
Baby, when the sun goes down
Ah, in the evening, baby, when the sun
When the sun goes down”

I turned my speakers up, getting Etta James to help drown out the shouting. It had been a long day between classes, soccer practice and four hours of my part time job, working as a cashier. I was really tired of the nearly nightly argument between my parents and my little brother. All I wanted was to relax a bit, dance a little and maybe ride my little blue dolphin. Ok, if I’m being truthful, I could really use a good fuck. It had been a while since Kyle and I had broken up. He said he wanted to focus on getting into Miltonville Academy. But I knew the truth. He was insecure about my job. Even the cashier’s at Sexy Slut’s Lingerie had to wear the latest pieces as a sort of living mannequin. Kyle was upset at the customers who would stare at all of the staff all day. That’s how he and I had met last year. He had walked into the store to find a birthday gift for his best friend Monty, and ten minutes after I rang him up, we were in the mall restroom with his plump dick thrusting inside me, making me cum.

“Fine!”

The sudden boom of my little brother Wayne’s deep voice signaled the end of the argument. The house seemed to take a sigh of relief as it went silent. Finally! I turned my music down, switched the main lights to dim and lit up the pre-rolled joint on my desk. Cool air came in thru the window as I cracked it open. Weed might be legal, but my folks didn’t want me to smoke during the season. Like I really needed the soccer scholarship for college.

The breeze felt nice on my skin. I was still wearing today’s work outfit. I liked the way this half cup bra showed off my firm tits but kept my aroused nipples covered. Even with the music low, it was loud enough to start dancing. I took a deep hit as I slid my hand across my breasts and down my taunt belly. My skin was really starting to tingle. This new bloom was strong. It only took a few moments before I was wet. Moving lower, my fingertips began to breach the waist of my tight panties.

Knock knock.

“Go away Wayne.” I said, rolling my eyes.

“Can I come in? I need to talk.”

“No Wayne, I’m about to go to bed.”

“I can smell your joint, I know you’re not.”

“Fuck, fine, what do you want?”

He quickly stepped into my room and shut the door. Wayne did his best, but I saw his eyes roam across my nude body. He got that look that so many customers got. Not that he looked like most of them. Wayne had a much better body. Playing soccer, football, rugby and wrestling, his body was stacked and powerful. Standing a foot taller than me at 5’10 Wayne had thick thighs, a rippling 8 pack, large arms and a swollen neck. He was only 10 months younger than me, but looked so mature. Standing in my room he was dressed as he always did when he was at home. Naked except his tight jockey shorts. A light dusting of blonde hair covered him from feet to neck. With a dark blonde almost black patch of fur coating his abs trailing down those deep v cuts into his shorts. I couldn’t help it, my eyes caught on the front of my little brother’s bulging package.

“What do you want Wayne?”

“Hey sis easy, I got a problem. Please can you help me out?”

“Sure lil bro, whats up? I said with a deep sigh.

“Well mom and dad has been all on my case again.”

“They want you to get a job.”

“Not this time.”

“About jerking off in the living room all the time?

“Naw, I think they gave up on that.”

“Gross, do that in your room like I do.”

“Fuck Tracy, you masturbate in my room? That’s fucking hot!”

“Asshole! You know what I meant.”

I swear I saw the front of his shorts suddenly lurch. He tried to hide himself by stepping closer and grabbing my joint and taking a hit. His arm slipped around my waist as he pulled my close enough to shotgun into my mouth. His plump lips only inches from my own. Our hips, side by side began moving to the music.

“Haha, No they gave me the riot about using your panties to catch my jizz. I told them that they had been the ones to say I couldn’t just dump my cum on the floor or wherever it landed.”

“So you start using my panties! Why Wayne?”

“Truth? Three reasons. They’re so soft and silky. Yours are the easiest to get. Especially the used ones you leave in the laundry. And I shoot the most when I think of you.”

“Oh fuck Wayne really!”

“What? It’s just cum. But when mom complained that the stains didn’t come out of the carpet I said fine, I’ll use a sexy pair of your panties. But now mom and dad are saying something about creating too much wash.”

“I would think so, the way you cum. So what’s this got to do with me?”

“Well since I can’t use your panties, I need a new place to dump my load.”

“Not sure I see how I could help.”

“How about I just dump my load inside your pussy?

It took a moment for the loud buzzing in my head to stop. What did my brother just ask me? My head was foggy. Wayne took another hit and turned to me again. Instinct took over as he leaned forward far enough for our lips to connect. Breathing in the smoke I felt my little brother’s mouth on mine as his tongue quickly, gently slipped in my mouth. He tasted sweet under the weed. I couldn’t help let out a tiny moan of pleasure. Fuck he was a good kisser. Wayne seized his chance and pulled me against his hard body. My tits were squashed between his. As he moved his hand up my back I felt it. Pressed against me from clit to belly button was Wayne’s cock. It was hard, so very hard. And it was throbbing. Before I could react Wayne broke our unholy kiss and took another hit then passed me the joint.