Chapter 2: Cousins

At the beginning of the summer, after Bryan and Susan turned seventeen five months earlier, things changed dramatically. Their two young cousins came to live with the family after a home invasion ended with their parents dead. Joshua and Sara who were six and five needed a place to live. Tom and Liz being the godparents to the two orphans did as was expected and took them into their house. The two had taken to the family fairly quickly. So much so, they’d begun calling Liz and Tom, Mom and Dad within a few months. It was their unconscious way of integrating themselves into the family.

The house was fine for the two teens but the new kids required sleeping arrangements and they couldn’t be separated. Liz and Tom had initially tried putting Joshua with Bryan and Sara with Susan. The two little ones screamed and cried for hours inconsolable until they were reunited. They were afraid their sibling was being taken away as their parents had. After a week they were still doing this and it appeared not to be lessening. Actually, it was getting worse. Additionally, the new family additions needed to be close to the master bedroom. Tom and Liz wanted to be able to hear their normal type cries and outburst from nightmares. Thus Susan had to move out of her room since it was the closest to the master bedroom. Bryan laughed when it was first proposed whispering to Susan, “Fine time you get kicked out of somewhere.”

There was a spare room over the garage, but it didn’t have its own bathroom. And according to Susan, she needed a room with an attached bathroom. She said, “It was for girl reasons.” So she suggested, “Have Bryan move over the garage and give me his room. I need the bathroom. He only uses it to beat off, after all.” Knowing full well, she also did it almost every day.

Bryan shot his twin an angry look and said, “Hell no.” Tweaking Susan and letting her know he didn’t care if she knew he beat off in the shower. He continued with, “I usually come out clean afterward though. On top of which, I was already pushed out of one room by her.” A not-so-subtle reminder that she’d shoved him out of the womb taking over his space. This time he wasn’t going to leave what was his, just because she thought she should have the room.

Tom or Liz didn’t really have time or the patience for settling the argument. They were too occupied taking care of their new charges. They told the teenagers “You’re seventeen and one year from going off to college, figure it out.” And with that their involvement was done, or so they thought.

Bryan refused to move and Susan wasn’t going to give up. She figured possession was nine tens of the law. So she had moved into his room uninvited. He didn’t mind her sleeping in the room. Initially, she always slept on the floor while he was in the bed. He figured it gave him a better chance of seeing her bare tits if she ever got careless when changing into her night attire. She didn’t mind the floor as it was summer and it was cooler closer to the floor. And she had gone to wearing a few more night clothes making sure Bryan didn’t get a free peek at her.

Plus they would talk and laugh with each other over the day’s events. Susan liked to make fun of Bryan’s ogling her friends while they walked around the public pool in their bikinis. He liked telling her how the different geeks at the pool were doing the same with her.

They did this all summer long getting closer to each other to the point it was like their younger years. The closeness and caring manifested in other parts of their lives as well. They tended to do things together, like jogging, exercising, and even cooking dinner together on occasion. But they kept the new activities to things outside of things done with friends. Keeping the public and private separate. It wasn’t intentional it just happened.

But the main way it showed up was within the shared room. Bryan usually woke up early. When he did he would lean over the side of the bed and watch Susan sleep. Not to see her tits or ogle her body but to just look at her pretty face and the slight twitches and movements, it made while she slept. Susan would catch him doing it a couple times a week. She never said anything to him about his voyeuristic watching her. The first time she caught him doing it, she thought it was a bit creepy. But it also made her wet knowing he liked watching her. Gradually she looked forward to waking up and seeing him looking at her from above. She, in turn, surreptitiously watched him through eyelashes of mostly closed eyes, faking sleep.

Her enjoyment of the situation was twofold. First, she always orgasmed harder on the mornings she watched him, feeling the special bond he had for her as a twin. She, though, felt the bond more as him being a boy than a brother. Second, was she knew Bryan was always trying to catch her naked. So it was extra fun to turn so he couldn’t see her hand as she rubbed her tingling slit. He was watching her but none the wiser of what she was doing. It made the pre-masturbation more intense.

Their talking late into the night continued until they had football and cheer camps. Neither wanted to give up their nightly gab sessions. Even, after their extra-curricular activities started up. Though, they both lied to themselves and each other stating the reason for the reluctance as school starting shortly. Neither wanted to chance losing the intimacy they’d developed over the many nights talking.

But like every year they got into a fight on the night before the first day of school. And like every other time they were back to kneeling facing each other. But this time it was slightly different. Susan instead of getting on the floor jumped in the bed and said to Bryan, “Your turn to sleep on the floor. I want to be ready for school tomorrow.”

Bryan was having none of it and jumped on the bed and started pushing Susan off. Raising his voice a little he said, “Hell no get where you belong. This is my bed.”

Susan kicked and fought back against Bryan. She too raised her voice, “Not anymore. Now get off me. Go away ... Oww ... Stop that.” Bryan was pinching her butt while pushing her. Had he not been concentrating on getting her off his bed, he would’ve enjoyed the feeling of her covered, firm ass flesh between his finger and thumb. And he wouldn’t have shoved her hard enough to go flying off the bed and crashing to the floor.

The bang of her body hitting the floor was loud and brought their parent. The tears in Susan’s eyes from the pinches and landing on her tail bone limited Bryan’s defense for what he’d done. Neither parent was pleased when they entered. The bang had woken their cousins and scared them. They were crying as well down the hall.

Tom raised his voice at the two seventeen-year-olds in a short demanding outburst. “Both of you on your knees. Your mother and I aren’t going to have this every night. One of you goes to the spare room from here on out, unless you figure out a way I don’t ever have to have this conversation again.” The skin at his temple was pulsing he was so angry. They had screwed up his and Liz’s night of fucking. He turned and left with the knowledge they would call him or Liz with their answer.

While on their knees they eventually agreed on, whoever got to the bed first stayed in it. The other one would sleep on the floor. As a sign of good faith, they both had agreed to Bryan sleeping on the floor that night and Susan the next. After that, it would be based on their agreed-on ground rules. After calling their mom, they both pleaded not to make one of them move to the room over the garage. They explained their plan and promised they wouldn’t cause problems from there on out. They put on a good show of being very contrite about waking up the youngsters. After which, much to their shared unspoken delight, Liz made them seal the agreement with a hug and a kiss. They both put on an act of saying they were too old for such childish punishment. Liz didn’t agree, and she hadn’t detected the fact both of her kids were putting on an act for her and their siblings’ benefit.

They still talked for much of the night before going off to sleep. As promised followed the agreement the next night. They didn’t tell friends at school as it was their secret. Something they wanted to keep for themselves. After the second night, their agreement kicked in.

They’d agreed that whoever ended up under the covers first got to keep the bed for the night. Until someone was in the bed, all bets were off in the tricks department, but they had to be silent while doing them. Susan would try and distract Bryan. She used her best assets trying to get Bryan distracted from the rush to the bed when their parents still told them to go off to bed.

She gave up the fully covered conservative nightclothes in favor of one that’d help in getting to sleep on the bed. She typically employed flimsy nightshirts with flesh colors bras and thong underwear underneath. Her reasoning was he’d seen that much in her bikini. That and he seemed to walk into things when she was in them. Or Bryan would have to turn away quickly to hide a tenting hardon. She wondered what size Bryan’s dick really was. The curiosity had her staying later in the morning hoping to get a glimpse of his morning wood.

She’d held a couple of dicks in the past three years and had cum spew on her hand. She’d only blown one guy, her junior year boyfriend. She’d enjoyed examining his manhood before she started sucking on it. It was about six inches long and a little bit bigger around than a dollar coin. About the same as the two she had given handjobs to.

Once she had, Rich’s, her boyfriend’s cock in her mouth, she began running her tongue along the underside. The feeling of the veins sticking out from the hard member in her mouth was so enthralling. She didn’t even notice the hands on her hardened tits. Susan was listening to her boyfriend catching his breath as she took most of his length into her mouth. He’d mumbled incoherently as she held it between her lips. Susan had jabbed at his piss hole with the tip of her rough tongue. She’d swirled it around in her saliva-filled mouth. She bobbed up and down the length of the shaft. She’d even at one point of half-choked herself when the head reached the entrance of her throat.

She’d liked the taste of the pre-cum leaking onto her taste buds. But she quickly popped the meat Popsicle out of her mouth. She felt him tense up and his balls rose up filling his dick in preparation of ejaculation. Her quick release of the cock in her mouth was just in time for him to spray globs of sticky white cum on her face and neck.

After he finished climaxing he angrily said, “Damn it, girl, you’re supposed to swallow.”

Susan was surprised by his reaction replied, “I didn’t know if I was going to like it.” She wiped the large white ropes from her cheek and played with it between her fingers.

“Well, it’s the best you’ll ever have. But if you don’t want to swallow it, I guess I’ll just have to fuck my cum into you. Start sucking me hard again, and I’ll fill your cunt with my seed.”

Susan was of the Bill Clinton era, where blow jobs weren’t sex. At that moment, Susan realized her boyfriend was an ass. And there was no way she wasn’t giving her virginity to him. She would give it to someone more like Bryan, someone she could talk to and be mindful of it being her first time. She coldly looked at him and said, “I don’t think so. You can take me home now, and drive yourself home and wack off instead.”

She was sure he’d at least get her home unmolested. She wasn’t as sure about the wacking off. Her brother wouldn’t care about that, but Bryan had developed a bit of a reputation where it came to Susan. If she had a legitimate complaint about a guy and the way he treated or talked to her. Bryan would get the offender to apologize to her. She never asked how. She assumed he talked them into it, maybe threatening their reputation. It kept her public reputation spotless but started some whispers about the two.

Susan did worry about anything she did, with her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend, getting around the school. She took the cum on her fingers and put it in her mouth. She swished the sperm around and liked the feel of it in her mouth. She wiped more from her face and placed it on her tongue getting more of the flavor and consistency of sperm. She finished straightening her clothes, wiped the rest of his cum on the seat, and smiled. She said,” It really is a shame it’s not that bad. In fact, I kind of like it. The next time I would’ve sucked on your cock until your balls were in my mouth.”

She knew from that day on she’d never get off a spewing cock again. But her ass of a boyfriend was dumped when he got her home. She when into her senior year single, and wondering about other cocks and cum, including Bryan’s. Though thinking about Bryan’s prick and its shooting cum did make her a bit uneasy and horny at the same time.

Susan continued her short nightshirt trick on Bryan for two reasons. She got to speculate on his cock and she always got the bed. After about two months, he figured out what Susan was doing. That and he noticed she always had a fleeting hungry look when he caught her looking at his hardon. Also, she was staying in the room even longer before going for her morning shower.

She used the extra time doing the pre-masturbation rubbing of her slit while she watched him from the bed. She began doing what he’d done and looking over at her brother on the floor. She was more obvious about gazing at Bryan than he’d been with her all summer. She always used the excuse she wanted to be sure where he was before she stepped over him. She teased he was a degenerate teenage guy. And he would look up her nightshirt if she stepped over him in the wrong place. He just answered her accusations with a wide grin, “Yeah. And.”

Her extended stays caused him to either delay getting up until his morning wood fell. Or he’d hunch over on the walk to the bathroom. Being late for school and getting detention was high on his things not to do. Susan could bat her eyes at the vice-principal and avoid it for being late. He couldn’t. So, Susan staying around even longer waiting on the view of the tented boxers had put a major crimp in his beat-off sessions. The extra time made his morning wood harder and longer-lasting waiting on the attention it wasn’t going to get.

Liz and Tom had figured the battle for the room wouldn’t last that long. That one of the twins would give in and take the room over the garage. On a Friday night almost six months later, they were still trying to outdo the other. On that Friday Bryan had caught one of the touchdowns in the win over the cross-county rivals. It wasn’t the winning one, but they wouldn’t have won without it. He had forgotten his usual boxers for after the game. Instead of commando, he went with the spare jockstrap under his shorts, for the after-game get-together.

After the game, the school always went to the local pizza place next to the town square and hung out having some fun. Most of the student body showed up and the police only came in if things got out of hand. The local quick pack would sell beer and wine coolers as long as the fake ID came with an extra two to five dollars. The extra cost depended on if the store owner knew the parents didn’t care if their teen drank a little.

Liz and Tom made it known to the shop owner, one six-pack among Bryan and his friends wasn’t the end of the world. The same went for Susan and her wine coolers. Though, Liz and Tom never could figure out why she’d drink something that tasted so bad. Bryan whipped out his ID and got a six-pack. He drank a couple while two underclass girls flirted with him.

They were hot freshmen. The problem he saw was they knew they were hot. Their vanity left him only sort of paying attention to them. Mainly, he was busy surreptitiously watching Susan. He did let them keep him entertained. The girl’s repartee was full of vague sexual innuendo. All the while, they were showing him plenty of their firm sculptured thighs and cleavage. He ran his finger up the top of the brunette’s thigh when he caught Susan looking over at him.

She was at the bottom of her third wine cooler opening the fourth. That is when some drunk sophomore geeks had enough liquid courage to hit on her and her friends. Bryan almost laughed at the sight. But, it would’ve given away, he was watching her like she was him. Her previous boyfriend also tried hitting on her. She shot him down publicly with, “I’d rather have one of those guys over there take me home and fuck my brains out than go home with a jackass like you. Go find some freshman that will worship the ground you walk on. Before, they figure out what a loser you are.”

Not walking perfectly straight she went over to Bryan, “Come on this place just got lame, and we don’t want to be late for curfew, again.” Bryan nodded his agreement. It wasn’t any were close to curfew, but he wasn’t that into the haughty freshmen. And, while he could probably get one or both to blow him. Subconsciously he knew his sister needed his help and she came first.

He looked at the cute and built-for-sex freshmen. “Sorry girls got to go and Sis isn’t in the shape to drive.” Bryan had kept his drink count low, intentionally. He figured he’d be the one driving home, after watching Susan down the first two drinks in less than five minutes.

Just within earshot of the twins, her ex, Rich, said, “Yeah. Go home with your brother. You’re probably fucking him while being a prick tease to the rest of the population ... Cunt.”

Bryan was ready to turn around and pummel Rich when Susan’s soft warm hand grabbed his arm. She stroked it all the way down to his hand that she then held. She thought Bryan was pissed off because Rich had disparaged him not her. Still she didn’t want Bryan in trouble, “Come on, anyone can kick that loser’s ass. And it just ain’t worth it.” She pointed to the two cops standing off to the side that wouldn’t have taken kindly to fighting.

“Fine, come on,” Bryan said to his sister going to the car. Liz and Tom were up watching something. They fumbled and turned it off quickly before the front door was fully closed. They weren’t expecting the twins home so early. They had been late for curfew almost every Friday night since school started. The teens usually called saying they’d be late. Which they had planned on. But still, they managed to have the TV screen blank before the twins saw what they were watching.

Tom said to the pair, “Glad you got home before curfew this time. Try to make it a habit. Now off to bed and be quiet.”

Bryan had been on the floor for the past week and decided to turn the tables on Susan. With a couple of drinks in her, she’d be slower than usual, but he’d make sure she was distracted as well. He was sure of why Susan stuck around in the morning. She was waiting to see if he’d get up in only his boxers to piss if she waited long enough. So he’d distract her by letting her see what she saw on the mornings he couldn’t hold out before pissing.

He’d started the sprint to the bedroom in the gym shorts and a Pink Floyd t-shirt he’d been in after the game. But, he managed to strip off his black t-shirt on the way up the steps. The view of his muscular back slowed Susan just enough allowing him to get to the room first. Even tipsy, she was nipping at his heels during the nightly race. Despite her close proximity, Bryan stripped off his gym shorts going through the door throwing them onto the bed as he ran. To Susan’s surprise, he had on only his jockstrap.

Susan let out a bit of a yelp of surprise and delight. She had a full view of Bryan’s body that had been honed as a competitive swimmer and a split end on the football team. The high school coach had been sure that the guys that carried the ball could take a blow while not slowing them down with a lot of mass. To this end, the coach demanded anyone that carried the ball swim competitively. It kept the player in shape, slender, and flexible. The coach’s requirement had helped in sculpting Bryan’s body. It was as the coach wanted. He lean and muscular and paid dividends on the field and now in the bedroom.