Chapter 4

“You look like shit,” Lily commented as we walked to school.

“Didn’t sleep well.”

She waited, keeping pace with my dejected walk. “So? Did it work last night? That was try number 12, right?”

“Yeah, we’re 7 for 12 now.”

She punched me in the arm.

I stopped and rubbed at it. “Hey!”

She squinted at me. “You got laid last night and you’re looking like someone shot your dog. Spill.”

I started walking again. “The husband came home partway through.” I wasn’t going to mention my family.

She stopped. “Oh shit! Did you get caught?”

I kept walking, so she had to stride to catch up again. “No, I tore out the back door.”

She nodded. “Oh, you got blue balls then? Why didn’t ya whack off when you got home?” Then she looked thoughtful for a moment. “Did you ever use the Master Console at home?”

This conversation was moving into dangerous territory! “Enough about the game, okay?” I ran hard, leaving her behind.

U wanna try unlucky #13 at lunch? Lily texted me between classes.

No, I sent back.

After school, I walked home by myself. I didn’t wait around for Lily, and I certainly didn’t want to talk to her about my situation. When I got home, I closed my bedroom door and lay down on my bed.

Tap! Tap!

That came from the window. I looked; nothing. Then I saw the top of a blonde head for a moment, and then a second later it appeared again. As I got to the window, I saw Lily jump to look into my raised 1st floor bedroom again.

I opened my window. “What are you doing?!”

She jumped and caught the sill. I stepped back as the athletic girl hoisted herself up and through the open window. “Lily!” I hissed.

She looked around my room, at my Battlestar Galactica, Transformers, and Hackers posters on the wall, and the awful state of my floor, Doritos bags and Coke cans aplenty. “Pretty much what I thought,” she commented before sitting on my bed.

“What are you doing?” I repeated.

She patted the bed next to her. As I sat, I could smell her perfume and a little perspiration, and was suddenly aware that the hottest girl in school was secretly in my room, on my bed with me. I wished that I was using the app, and then at that thought, my cock started to get hard.

As I adjusted myself, she noticed. “Well,” she said, adopting a southern drawl, “is that because of li’l old me?” Then she got serious. “Calm yourself, Victor; you’re not my type.”

I had the sudden thought that maybe she meant men instead of geeks, and I was going to ask for clarification when the door opened. Gina walked in and took her shirt off, once again flopping her braless B-cups out, before closing the door behind her.

“Shit!” I quickly stood up to block the sight of Lily, but there was no way that Gina hadn’t seen her ... except my sister was acting like she hadn’t. She pulled down her shorts and panties and looked at me.

“On the bed, brother!” Gina commanded me.

I looked to Lily, who was just staring at Gina. Lily hadn’t moved, perhaps afraid that she’d break the spell if she did. Then I pulled my pants off and lay back on the bed, defeated. Despite my naked sister, my cock was hard.

Gina climbed astride me, almost kicking Lily as she did. It was as if the blonde cheerleader didn’t exist for her, just like Tabby had acted in the equipment room. Did that mean...?

Then Gina grabbed my cock and sank herself halfway down on it in one go. We both moaned and Lily stood up.

“Holy shit,” Lily whispered as she went to my computer chair and rolled it around so that she had a good side view of my sister and I committing incest.