Chapter 12

NOTE: THERE ARE SOME SPOILERS ABOUT THE MOST RECENT “FRIDAY THE 13TH” MOVIE THAT CAME OUT, SO IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN IT AND DON’T WANT IT TO BE RUINED FOR YOU THEN SKIP THE MOVIE SCENE WHERE THEY WATCH IT.

I woke up against my will to the sound of a door opening and then my phone ringing. I looked at the caller id and saw it was mom, so I forced myself awake and pushed talk.

“Hey mom, thanks for the wake up call,” I said sarcastically.

“Its 10:00 in the morning, you should be getting up anyway, unless you had a late night, hmm?”

“Not that late, but lets just say it was worth the lost sleep.”

“I don’t know what to do with you two, well yes I do, but that’s not why I called. I need you and Rita to get started on the chores for me, its really pouring down outside and you know how we hate to drive in the rain, we’ll leave when it slows down a bit.”

“(sigh) Sure mom, but you owe me.”

“Last time you said that we ended up screwing each others brains out half the night,” she laughed.

The way she said it I couldn’t help but laugh too. “Glad you’re being so modest about it. I’m guessing dad isn’t in the room with you?”

“You guessed right, I’m downstairs eating the last of the hershey’s chocolate pie, he and Lisa are upstairs in bed. I gotta go now, remember, I need you to do the housework, not your sister, I don’t want you two banging each other all day, oh and don’t forget to wash the dishes, gotta go honey, love you.”

“Love you too mom, we wont forget. Tell Aunt Lisa we said hi, and save me a piece of that pie!” I yelled before she hung up.

I heard giggling as she hung up, I knew she wasn’t gonna save me any of that pie, as much as she watches her weight when she gets a chance to splurge she always capitalizes on it. That conversation woke me up a lot so I sat up and got set to knock the chores out, but intended to split half of them with Rita, I mean we are still brother and sister, and this is one of those times where we act like it. I couldn’t see any tape on her door, but I had a feeling she was still in the house. I pulled the sheets back and turned my legs off the side of the bed, and saw a post-it note stuck to my left leg, it read...

“Notice anything missing besides me?”

I scanned her room and looked around for anything that might be gone, but I couldn’t figure out what it was. I went to my room and did a once over in there, but I still couldn’t put my finger on it. I started to go to mom and dad’s room since they were obviously still gone, but I figured she wouldn’t hide anything or take anything from there. I decided to give up for now and go get something to eat. I peed and brushed my teeth and went back to Rita’s room to grab my clothes to put back on when I remembered I stripped down to my boxers then went to her room. I went back to my room and couldn’t find the clothes I took off anywhere. I was confused, I know I left them in a pile on the floor, but they were nowhere to be found. Mom wasn’t here to wash them and Rita doesn’t ... Rita! She took them? But why would Rita take my clothes, she never washes our clothes, in fact, the only time I’ve ever really seen her near the washing machine is when she ... ooooooooooooh! I took off down the stairs to the basement and there she was, perched up on top of the spinning washing machine naked.

“I knew you’d figure it out. I just restarted the spin cycle,” she said sexily waving me over.

“You know I’m gonna make you pay for that,” I said walking over to her.

“Good. Then it wasn’t for nothing,” she said as she pulled me close to her.

“Mom called, she wants us to get started on the housework for her, she said they’ll be back in around three hours when the rain lets up.”

“Three hours huh? How will we ever pass the time?” Rita asked tugging at my boxers.

“Hmm, I don’t know, I was thinking about going back to sleep.”

“You can sleep when mom and dad get back, right now I wanna play!”

She leaned up and kissed me. Her lips were vibrating against mine from the washing machine being on spin cycle, and we couldn’t help but let out a giggle. Her body was also shaking along with the washing machine as I ran my hands all over her back pulling her into me. I slid my boxers down with one hand and rubbed my cock up and down her pussy lips.

“You gonna fuck me with that big cock, huh big brother?”

“I was thinking about it, but were supposed to be doing chores right now.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure we ... oooooooooh god!” Rita yelled as I plunged into her.

She nuzzled her face into my neck and held onto me as I worked in and out of her atop the washing machine. The shaking was really adding to the sex as I would vibrate upon entry and exit of her pussy, hence the reason for being on the washer in the first place. She stuck her tongue in my mouth as I grabbed whatever part of her ass I could and pulled her into me as I pushed myself into her. I stood up on my tip toes so I could go into her at a downward angle, thinking that combined with the shaking would make her tight pussy feel that much better, and boy was I right. She leaned back on her elbows to she could watch me drive into her and stared at me at the same time.

“Mmm yeah drive that cock into me big brother, fuck your little sister!”

“Yeah I’m gonna fuck my little sister, even though technically were twins.”

“Oh you wanna get technical? Ok. Fuck me older twin by an hour, keep fucking my little pussy!”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that, it sounded too funny, even though it was true. She threw her head back and moaned to no one in particular as I held her legs and pounded away on her on the still spinning washing machine. Eventually I grew tired of my balls slapping against the front of the machine and pulled out and leaned down in front of her and started to lick her pussy.

Since it was already dripping I ran my tongue across her lips and licked up what managed to seep out, then thrust my tongue in her and forced more of her juice out, and quickly sucked that up. When she moaned and pushed her pussy up in my face I quickly grabbed her clit between my lips and pulled on it. She tried to use her hands to force me on her more but I grabbed them and held on to her wrists as I ravaged her clit and licked every inch of her pussy.

“Oh fuck baby, fuck Randy! Lick my pussy older twin by an hour, lick my fucking pussy!”

“Yeah I’d rather you just call me big brother, it sounds better,” I said still licking her.

“Oh god, are you sure older twin by an hour? I thought that’s what you wanted!”

“If you want me to go back to fucking you yeah, otherwise I’ll just go back upstairs and...”

“Ok big brother, I like that better anyway. Now put that cock back in me and make me cum!”

I pulled her off the washer and turned her around, she got the idea and lay flat on the top, spreading her legs and pulling her ass cheeks apart in the process. I ran my cock over both holes. I hadn’t fucked her in the ass in a while, and when I poked my cock against her asshole she moaned louder than when I put it against her pussy, I knew where I was going. I pushed into her pussy to get my cock lubed up and rubbed the juice over her asshole, then went in her pussy one more time for safe measures, and pushed the head of my cock into her ass. I heard her suck in air since its been a while since I fucked her in the ass, and slowly made my way in until I was completely inside her.

“God, I haven’t had you in my ass in a while, I feel so full! Ugh god fuck me Randy!”

“No, you fuck me!”

She looked at me over her shoulder and smiled as she started working her way back onto my cock slowly. She sat up on her elbows and flipped her hair over her head and moved faster and faster burying my cock deep in her ass every time she pushed back against me.

“Fuck! I forgot how good this feels! I love this fucking cock in my ass!”

I grabbed her hair and pulled it as she got off her elbows and used her hands on the washer as leverage to push back into me harder. She moaned louder each and every time my cock drove into her ass, making me let go of her hair and grab her hips so I could fuck her myself. I saw her reach her hand under her and work her clit as I plowed into her as I kneaded her ass cheeks in my hand.

“That’s it baby, keep fucking me like that! I’m gonna cum all over the floor!”

““Your ass is so fucking tight Rita, at this rate I’m gonna cum inside you any minute!”

“I want you to! Cum inside my ass for me older tw-, I mean big brother,” she giggled.

I knocked her arm from under her and held on to the top part of the washing machine so I could plow her hands free. I leaned forward a little and fucked her as hard as I could for that little stunt she tried to pull and she kept fingering her pussy and working her clit right along with me.

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Fuck I’m gonna cum, oh god!”

“Me too, I’m gonna cum in your ass! Fuck I’m gonna cum!”

I gave one big push and erupted all the sperm I had into her. She gripped the sides of the washing machine and let out a squeal that let me know she was orgasming at the same time as I was. Her juice gushed out of her pussy onto my legs like someone threw a water balloon at me. She did that shake that the porn star Cytherea does when she squirts as her legs started to give, but my cock in her ass kept her from falling. She fell forward on top of the washer and I fell on her back, both of us still in the effects of an orgasm. I felt my cock going soft in her but left it there and brushed her hair out of her face just as the washing machine cut off.

“If I didn’t know any better I would think you liked being fucked in the ass better?”

“That or I just forgot how good it feels, wow I came so hard!”

“Yeah I think we should take a shower and wash away any evidence of foul play.”

“Good idea. Go run the water and I’ll meet you there, I’ll put our clothes in the dryer.”

I slowly inched my cock out of her ass and slapped her on it for good measure and made my way upstairs to the bathroom. I ran the shower and dropped my boxers and got in to wait for her while I washed my hair. She came in while I was rinsing the soap out and took over washing the rest of my body then relaxed under the water as I washed her. We didn’t do anything in the shower except kiss and grope each other, not that we needed to after what we just did, but it was still nice. We got out not even bothering to grab a towel and went to our rooms to get dressed. Once I had cleaned my room and gotten “around the house” dressed I went downstairs to get started on the chores, only to see that Rita had already dusted the living room, washed the dishes, and was sweeping the floor, I don’t know how long I was in my room but she was cleaning everything in sight.

“If you keep this up I won’t have anything to clean.”

“You can wipe the table and mop the floor when I’m done, you’re not getting away that easy.”

“Yeah but first I’m hungry,” I said grabbing the Corn Pops.

“I could eat too, plus we still need to talk about Chris and Stephanie,” she said sitting to eat.

“I don’t remember about what,” I lied hoping she didn’t either, I should have known better.

“How are we gonna date them and still be totally committed to each other?”

I thought for a minute. “Well, to be honest I don’t know. We need them to keep attention off of us, but its getting hard because I like Stephanie and I don’t wanna hurt her.”

“I know what you mean, I like Chris too, he’s such a sweet guy, but I’m in love with you, and I can’t help but feel like we’re using them, it feels so wrong.”

“More wrong than what we’re doing? I feel we’re using them a little too, like we’re stringing them along. Maybe we should break it off with them, so they can find someone who can be committed to them completely like we are.”

“Do we have to go that far? Its not fair to them.”

“We might have to, I don’t want to, but I don’t see another solution.”

“We’ll think of something, I don’t wanna hurt them, they didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Yeah, not to mention what the parents would do, they would be devastated. We could just control our feelings and not get so jealous of each other, that would solve everything.”

“Easier said than done, but I don’t wanna talk about this anymore, its depressing me.”

We finished our cereal and Rita went to check and make sure all the windows in the house were completely closed, since it was still raining. I washed the new dishes, wiped the kitchen down, mopped the floor, and for good measure got the clothes out of the dryer and took them to the proper rooms and folded the clothes on the bed. When I went back downstairs Rita was watching tv so I sat next to her as she cuddled up against me. A few minutes into Teen Titans (don’t judge us, we love that show) mom and dad came rushing in shaking the water off their umbrellas.

“Whew, its really pouring down out there, good thing we left when we did,” dad said.

“Good thing it waited until after we got here to really start pouring,” mom added.

“We did everything mom, so you two can relax with your two favorite kids,” Rita joked.

“Well, I think we’ll have to take you up on that, as soon as we get out of these wet clothes.”

They got to the middle of the stairs when a loud boom made mom jump and fall back into dad and Rita grab my arm, I guess the thunder was really picking up outside. Rita was clinging to me like a scared kitten, and I kissed her to let her know I was there for her and to distract her from the thunder.

“I don’t know why I’m so scared of it all of a sudden, I never used to be.”

“I remember, you only get scared when it gets really loud like it just did, its ok, I’m here.”

We started kissing again, careful to listen for mom and dad coming down the stairs when my cell phone rang, I pulled it out of my pocket and saw it was Stephanie so I answered it.

“Hey Steph.”

“Hey you, what are you doing?”

“Watching tv with Rita, Teen Titans.”

“That’s funny, were watching that too. Its really raining out there.”

“Yeah I know, mom and dad came back soaked and it started lightning and thundering here, luckily our power didn’t go out, that’s how bad its getting.”

Not even ten seconds after I said that, there was a flash of lightning, a loud boom, and everything in our house went off. Mom and Rita screamed and she now had my arm in a deathgrip.

“Scratch that last part, our power just went out.”

“Wow really? Is it just your house or is everyone’s power out?”

I went to the front door with Rita still clinging to my arm and went out, everywhere I looked everything was out, no house lights on, no traffic lights, nothing, just a few car alarms going off and a lot of rain. “Looks like everything is out over here, let me call you back when we figure out what were gonna do.”

“Ok be safe, and tell everyone I said hi, bye Randy.”

I said bye and hung up and went to the kitchen to grab the flashlights out the drawer, it wasn’t dark yet but I grabbed them now so I wouldn’t have to look for them in the dark later. Mom and dad came downstairs when we sat down at the table, mom was on her cell phone talking to who I’m guessing was the electric company, and dad came in the kitchen and started moving food from the fridge to the freezer (try saying that five times fast).

“We don’t know how long the power’s gonna be out and I don’t want anything to spoil.”

We helped him transfer all the food when mom came into the kitchen.

“That was the electric company, they said our power could be off until next week, a box blew out and they don’t know when it’ll be fixed, this whole area’s in the dark.”

“So what are we gonna do till then?” Rita asked.

“I don’t know, we’ll just have to slug it out I guess,” dad said.

“That’s gonna be tough, no power for how long? Man Stephanie and Chris are lucky theirs didn’t go out, oh and Stephanie said hi to everyone,” I said to no one in particular.

Mom gasped as if she just got an idea. “I have an idea! Let me call the Wilson’s.”

She went upstairs and left us to sit at the kitchen table. We were all in our own thoughts as to how we were gonna get by our little power outage, I mean we didn’t use power like crazy but it was there when we needed it. Going back to the caveman days in our own home didn’t sound all that appealing. We passed a little conversation when mom came back downstairs and into the kitchen in better spirits.

“Good news, Jim and Marie said we can stay over at their house until our power comes back on.”

“Are you sure you’re they’re ok with that? I mean that’s four extra people,” dad said.

“Yeah they suggested it before I could ask, they said they don’t mind at all.”

Dad contemplated it for a minute then perked up. “Ok sure, why not, could be fun. Go pack a few days worth of clothes and we’ll get going as soon as the rain lets up.”

We went upstairs and packed our clothes up. I was on my way downstairs when Rita came in my room and sat on the bed looking a little worried, and I already knew what about.

“You still feel guilty huh?”

“Yeah, I tried to put it out of my head but it keeps coming back. I like Chris but I can only see myself with you, but I’m dating him, and you’re dating Stephanie, how does that make us look?”

“Like were confused right now. Don’t look at it that way. Since were brother and sister our relationship doesn’t count, that’s all we’ll be recognized as in society, so we don’t have to feel guilty about it. Were not really using them since we do like them, its not like were going out with them to win a bet or something, we actually do care about them, we just care for each other more.”

She pulled me into a soft hug and kissed me on the lips, then gave me a sisterly kiss on the cheek as she leaned back to look at me. “You always know what to say don’t you?”

“I like seeing that smile on your face.”

She leaned back into another hug and held it until her phone started ringing. “Oh its Chris, let me take this while I finish packing,” she said and walked back to her room.

I went to use the bathroom then back to my room and looked out the window at all the flashes of lightning, followed by small booms of thunder and heavy raindrops pouring, it was a little calming but if it didn’t let up soon it would be forever before we left. I got caught up in looking out the window I didn’t notice Rita come back in until she leaned against me. We didn’t say anything, just looked out the window until finally the rain slowed down, and dad was on top of it, yelling upstairs to high tail it so we could go before it got bad again. We took our stuff and loaded it in moms van she bought last month and were off in less than five minutes. The more we drove toward the other side of town the more it seemed like the storm had already passed through there as it was just light rain coming down. We listened to our parents sing along to the radio like in that commercial with that little boy until finally we turned on their street and pulled into their driveway.

It was a little after four when we got there. We each grabbed our own bags (we only had two bags each) and ran to the door to get out of the rain. They must have seen us coming because when we got there the door opened and Chris held the screen door open for us as we ran inside.

“I heard you guys pull up, thought I’d let you in before you got too soaked. You can put all your bags here for now, were all in the living room playing Wii.”

We did as he said and left our bags there and followed him to the living room where they were playing Wii Boxing. They paused the game as everyone said hi to everyone and hugs and handshakes were passed around and they got back to their game as we sat on the couches and talked as we watched. We took turns playing tennis and baseball for a while laughing at each others mess-ups and talking about nothing in general then went back to boxing so everyone could get a breather (parents mostly).
“So how long is your power gonna be out, do you know?” Jim asked.

“They didn’t say for sure, they just said probably until next week,” mom replied.

“Well you’re more than welcome to stay here until its back on,” Marie followed.

“Ok guys, kinda losing my concentration here,” Chris said punching with the Wiimote.

“Yeah you’re probably not that good anyway,” I joked.

“Oh is that a challenge? You sure you wanna do that? I don’t lose at this,” he said.

“I think I can take you, in fact, why don’t we all play, the Stevens’ vs. the Wilson’s,” I said.

“And the losers have to cook and clean, burgers and fries and all the dishes,” Jim added.

Dad laughed to himself. “Why is it you always throw in someone having to cook Jim?”

“Because that way there’s a chance I don’t have to, I can’t help it, I’m a businessman.”

“Ok fine, first two to lose cooks, the second two washes dishes,” Marie said.

“Wait what if were not that good? I just learned how to play a while ago,” mom said.

Rita grabbed the Wiimote and the nunchuck. “Then you better learn fast mom or you’ll cooking burgers and fries for eight. Stephanie, me and you first, if I lose I don’t wanna wash dishes.”

They went for a couple rounds until Rita knocked her out in the second round and did a victory butterfly, but Stephanie took it in stride and did the butterfly with her, until she remembered she had to cook. She gave me a quick kiss and went into the kitchen to get the stuff ready. Jim and dad were next, and as expected, it went all three rounds the game allowed and to the cards, which turned out in favor of Jim, so dad had to help Stephanie cook. He too took it all in stride, offering a handshake then went to the kitchen to help Stephanie cook. Chris and I took over next, making it to the second round before he TKO’d me after I knocked him down only once, so I was on dish duty. I knew he’d never let me live it down, or give me a rematch. Finally Marie and mom were up. It took them all of the first round to get used to the punching and dodging, but then let loose on each other in the second round. The last round was a battle as mom was swinging hooks and jabs and Marie was throwing haymakers and uppercuts, both looking like they were actually fighting with the friendly trash talking they were doing.

“Not bad Marie, but you’re not even hitting me! Too fast for you?”

“That’s all strategy, to get you tired and go in for the kill!”

“I’d believe that if I wasn’t punching your head in right now! Whoops almost got me!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m gonna get you, then you’re gonna clean my dishes for me.”

“I don’t think so Marie, the only thing I’m gonna be cleaning is your clock!” Mom swung a right hook and Marie’s character fell down with 31 seconds left in the final round, and got counted out. “Whoo! Mama said knock you out! Looks like you’re doing the dishes tonight! Man that felt good!”

She looked exactly like the lady from the Wii commercial at that moment. When she started to do the Ali shuffle in place we all couldn’t help but laugh, she looked so funny doing it with her bare feet, pink blouse and blue skirt with her hair swinging all over the place, instant classic moment. Marie was laughing so hard tears were coming out of her eyes.

“Holy god Anna, I’m almost glad I lost now, that was priceless! Where’s a camera when you need one,” Marie said through tears and laughter.

“Right here, recording it so we can laugh at it later,” I said as I’d been aiming my phone at mom since they started trash talking. Even dad and Stephanie had been laughing at them from the kitchen, almost giving me the idea to make it the newest Youtube video.

We turned the game off, two wins for the Wilson’s, and two wins for us, but it wouldn’t be left at that. We changed into some house clothes and turned on the tv to the “My Wife and Kids” marathon and got comfortable on the two couches with Jim next to Marie, Rita next to Chris (unfortunately), and mom sat down next to me. We had been watching for a while and everyone kept making comments about who on the show looked best, who was the dumbest, smartest, but nothing really about the comedy. Mom and I sat on one couch and Jim and Marie were cuddled up on one side of the other couch and Rita and Chris were sitting close on the same couch but on the other side. They had no problem kissing each other with Rita and Chris right next to them, but Chris didn’t look like he wanted to do that in front of his parents. Mom saw them, ran her hand over the inside of my thigh and immediately started teasing them.

“Oh you two get a room! Or at least wait till the kids are sleep like the rest of us!”

“That would require us having to wait, which is something that just can’t happen,” Jim laughed.

“Yeah why should we leave? We’d do it right here if we wanted to,” Marie giggled.

“Eww mom gross!” Stephanie shouted from the kitchen.

“Yeah that is gross, we don’t wanna see that,” Chris jumped in.

“Don’t be a kiss-ass Chris,” Stephanie yelled, causing dad to laugh loud enough for us to hear him.

“I am not a kiss-ass! Where do you keep getting that from? You know what, you just messed up, now I’m not gonna ... I’m gonna ... You know what?”

“Wow Chris man you really told her,” I laughed sarcastically.

“Hey, I did tell her, you were listening,” he said as he threw a pillow at me. “And you, make my burger well done with all the fixings, you know how I like it,” he yelled into the kitchen to Stephanie.

“Yes sir! One burger well done with all the fixings and a loogie on top coming right up!”

“I’ll have the same thing but hold the loogie,” Rita said straight faced still watching the tv.

“All this craziness spurred just from kissing on the couch,” Jim stated.

“Hey you’re the crazy ones, me and my little angels had no part in this,” mom joked as she blew a kiss at Rita and kissed me on my cheek, very close to my mouth.

“Ha! Angels my foot!” Marie said as she launched a pillow that hit mom in the head.

“OOF, Marie! Did you just hit me with a pillow?”

“Looks that way mom, ooooh I know you’re not gonna take that!” Rita instigated.

We cleared space as they both stood up, pillows in hand ready to throw down like the college girls they both could easily pass for, but dad ran in with a skillet that had two burgers sizzling in it aiming it at them like he was gonna burn them with it, then laughed and backed off.

“Ok ladies, save it for when we can get a pool of pudding or some jell-o, its dinnertime.”

They both dropped their pillows at the same time and gave each other a mock staredown as they went to the dining room and sat down, then burst into laughter at their childish behavior. Stephanie came into the living room and kissed me hard, pushing me back onto the couch and falling on top of me for a second, then got up and licked her lips as she walked back towards the dining room. Chris was kissing Rita when I sat up and then he followed behind Stephanie. Rita stood up and looked at me like she wanted to tear my clothes off right there, and I felt the exact same way.

“Tonight, when everyone’s asleep,” she whispered and strutted into the dining room. I felt like Jim and Marie right now, I didn’t want to wait, but if I was to keep our secret I had to.

We sat down to eat the burgers and fries dad and Stephanie made. Chris actually checked to see if Stephanie spit on his burger and when he was satisfied she didn’t he gave her a “you better not have” look and she just smiled it off like it didn’t bother her. The food was pretty good, I guess everyone thought so because we all had consumed more than half our food before anyone talked.

“So what do you guys wanna do after we eat?” Jim asked.

“Since its still raining, I was thinking of taking a nap, I’m a little tired,” I said.

Rita looked over at me and slumped. “Oh come on Randy, you said you would watch the newest Friday the 13 th with me when it came on, and that’s tonight, or did you forget?”

“I didn’t forget, but I didn’t know it was today. If I promised then I’ll watch it with you.”

She smiled and clapped her hands. “Yay! I hate watching scary movies by myself.”

“Ooh I wanted to see that too, but SOMEONE didn’t wanna watch it with me either,” Stephanie said.

Chris sighed. “I had to leave that night, you know that. I’ll watch it with you tonight.”

“Well I don’t wanna watch it with you now, I wanna watch it with Randy,” she teased.

“Fine, then I’ll watch it with Rita, I know she wants to watch it with me.”

We both smiled at them as best we could without making it look like we were disappointed. Yeah I wanted to have Rita grab me when the scary parts came up, but knowing the situation we were in I knew this was best, besides, having Stephanie cling to me wasn’t bad either.

“How about some poker? We always talk about it but never play,” dad said.

“Sure why not, as long as the women are game I’m in,” Jim replied.

“I’m in, I haven’t played poker in a long time,” Marie said.