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We fucked the night away. We fucked in Mom and Dad’s bed, in their shower, on their floor; hell, we even fucked in the little tunnel-like hallway their long closets form between the bathroom and bedroom. We eventually passed out around midnight but Tina woke up frantic at like 5 a.m. and kicked us out of Mom and Dad’s bed. I tried to assure her we were fine, but she insisted we get up and straighten up their room. So, I reluctantly pulled my tired ass out of bed and helped her straighten out the covers. Then she hurried to her room and put on workout clothes.
I gave her a funny look and she shrugged. “Trust me,” is all she says, so I shrug and go along with it, grabbing a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top from my dresser and pull them on over my naked body. By the time I’m dressed, she’s tossing me my clothes from when we started our fuck-fest in the living room. Then she walks back towards Mom and Dad’s room, but turns right and heads down to our in-home gym. As soon as I follow her in there, I shut the door and she starts removing her sports bra and running shorts.
“That’s more like it,” I think to myself and then quickly remove my own clothes. She drops to her knees as I step onto the blue mat that takes up a lot of the floor in the room. She grasps my cock in her hand and pulls me into her mouth. Her head immediately bobs up and down on my pole. She gets better at blowjobs each time, but this time she’s eager to get things going. A minute later, she surprises me with something we haven’t done yet. When she pulls her mouth off of my saliva-soaked cock, she continues to slowly jerk me with her hand as she looks down at her tits, spits and then spreads her saliva over them. My heart begins to race as I realize what she’s about to do. This has been in my top ten fantasy list ever since I started fucking.
Tina rises up on her knees a little, grabs both of her breasts and wraps them around my throbbing prick. It’s one of the greatest feelings having my cock between her firm, yet soft, breasts. Just as she starts to jack my prick with her gorgeous tits, we hear the distinct beeps of the alarm system announcing that the front door just opened. We freeze for a moment and then dash for our clothes, frantically pulling them on. Tina giggles excitedly; who would have thought she’d be turned on at the possibility of getting caught? She’s usually so cautious about things.
I get dressed faster than I ever have before and then scan the room for a cover story. In one corner is a chest full of workout gloves and stuff. I have a few friends I spar with for MMA style fighting. I rush for the chest, pull out a pair of gloves for Tina to put on and I shove my own hands into punching pads. The door opens and I lower the pads.
“Hey, Dad,” I say but suddenly Tina’s fist meets my face. I stagger a step and then fall to my knees.
“Tim!” she cries but I can tell she’s holding back laughter at the same time. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I say in a slight daze. Tina hits harder than I thought.
“Dad, you distracted him!” she playfully scolds him.
“Well, I thought I heard something, uh, going on up here. I didn’t realize you were home. Aren’t you supposed to be at your friend’s house?” he asks her.
“I came home early,” she lies beautifully. “Rehearsal isn’t until noon and I was tired of waiting for her to wake up.”
“Gotcha. Well, you guys hungry? I think your mom and I may get cleaned up and then get some breakfast.”
“Yeah, we’ll finish up here and get cleaned up as well,” I tell him and then I stand and lift the pads for Tina to punch into again. She does until Dad pulls the door shut and walks away.
“Good cover with the MMA gloves,” Tina says, pulling them off of her hands.
“Good cover with the lie about your friend,” I compliment back.
She curtsies with a giggle. “Let’s go take a shower,” she says. “We need to finish what we started.”
I quickly remove the punching pads from my hands and toss them into the chest along with the gloves Tina was wearing and then chase after her to our bathroom. We lock both doors into the bathroom, just in case Mom or Dad decide to come check up on us. It’s not uncommon for at least Mom to pop her head in and talk to us, and we’d rather them not see us fucking.
Once we’re naked again under the water, Tina drops back down to her knees and takes my cock into her mouth again; once I’m hard, she squeezes her tits around my prick and allows me to titty-fuck her. If I enjoyed sucking and squeezing her tits before; nothing compared to how it feels to slide my rigid pole up and down between them. Then she increases the pleasure by adding her mouth in the mix. As my engorged meat pops up between her luscious breasts, the tip enters her waiting mouth and she gives a quick lick before I pull back again. I slow my thrusts down to enjoy the feel of her mouth and tongue on my cock more.
A couple minutes later, I pull her up to her feet and plant my mouth on hers, tasting an added flavor of salt on her tongue bedava bahis after having it on my throbbing member. I then bend my knees slightly, spread her legs a little as I slide my cock into her tight pussy and then grab her ass as I lift her off the floor of the tub. She immediately wraps her legs around my waist and I bounce her on my cock a few times. She winces the first couple of times as she adjusts to my cock being in her again but then her eyes fill with lust and she actually growls at me. I bounce her harder and she grunts, trying to keep as quiet as possible so our parents don’t hear anything. As soon as I pin her to the wall to fuck her brains out, one of our parents knocks on the door from Tina’s room.
“Tim?” Mom’s voice calls for me through the door.
“Yeah?” I call back.
“Is Tina in there with you?” she asks suspiciously.
“Yeah, she’s brushing her teeth,” I tell her and then shove two of my fingers in her mouth.
She mumbles something at our mother.
“Oh, there you are, Tina. Why is the door locked?” she demands.
I remove my fingers from her mouth. “Mom, Tim’s naked! We always lock the door when one of us is showering,” she tells her.
“Since when?”
I thrust slowly once, unable to control my actions completely.
“Since High School, Mom,” she says as if she should know; she’s not even close to sounding like she’s in the middle of fucking.
“Are you…” she trails off. “Never mind, just hurry it up. Your father and I are hungry,” she says.
“Be right there, Mom!” we say together and then slowly resume our fucking until we’re sure she’s gone.
“That was close,” Tina whispers.
“So am I,” I tell her and she grins lustfully and then plants her mouth on mine as I increase my fucking into her hot, wet pussy with her pinned against the cool, tile wall. Her tits bounce and jiggle as I lean back slightly and ram into her over and over. She bites down on her lip to keep from screaming out; I hadn’t even realized she was close as well. That all-too-familiar sensation comes over me and I try to set her down before I explode, but she wraps her legs around me like a vice and locks her eyes on mine.
My eyes grow fearfully; I don’t want to cum inside her, but she holds me in tighter and shakes her head.
“But-” she interrupts me by kissing me and I can’t hold back any longer. I explode inside of her, coating her womb with my seed. When I finish my legs begin to give so she sets her feet down and I pull out of her.
She pulls my face into hers for another kiss but I pull away. “What’s wrong?” she asks.
“Why didn’t you let me pull out?” I ask her; I’m not angry but scared about what we’ve just done.
“I-I don’t know,” she says worried. “I just didn’t want to let you go yet; I wasn’t thinking,” she says, starting to cry.
“Shh,” I say, pulling her tight into my arms. “It’ll be okay,” I promise. Why do I cave every time a girl cries? No, not every time a girl cries; every time Tina cries. “Whatever happens,” I say holding her face in my hands and looking her in the eye. “We’ll handle it together, okay?”
She nods and I kiss her on the forehead as I hug her tightly.
“I have an idea,” she says and then squats as if she has to pee. She strains slightly and then I see a big glop of my semen drop out of her pussy a few seconds later.
“Do you think that’ll work?” I ask her.
“It’s not a guarantee, but at least most of it is out,” she says. “I’m sorry I let that happen; we’ll be more careful next time,” she promises.
I kiss her lovingly and then we quickly wash ourselves, dry off and then get dressed to meet our parents downstairs to go out for breakfast. While at breakfast I get a text from the guys that they’re going to the beach. Since Tina will be at rehearsal I consider going, but then I remember I volunteered to help with the play. I’m not sure why I tell Mom and Dad I’m going with my friends, but I do; maybe it’s to throw Mom off our scent so she doesn’t get too suspicious of us. We know we have to tell them sooner or later, but we’re not sure how to do it. So, for now we’re keeping it a secret.
When we get back home, I get ready as if I’m going to the beach and Tina joins me in my room.
“You okay?” I ask her as I change into board shorts and a tank top, pulling a pair of cargo shorts on over them and a light button up shirt on over the tank; I leave it unbuttoned, though.
She shrugs. “I’m scared about earlier,” she admits.
I step up to her and rub her bare arms gently. “We’ll be okay. Like I said, we’ll handle it together regardless of what happens.”
“What if I get pregnant? What do I tell Mom and Dad? I’m not exactly dating anyone and they know I’m not the kind of girl to just hook up with a guy,” she says, tears beginning to well up in her eyes.
I kiss her to shut her up at first but she melts into me. “You need to relax, Tina,” I tell her. “If you don’t, Mom will get even more suspicious than she already is,” I casino siteleri warn her. “I love you; that’s all that matters, right? I won’t ever leave your side, no matter what happens.”
She takes a deep breath and wipes her eyes dry. “You’re right; I’m freaking out about nothing right now. Life as normal, right?”
I nod and kiss her quickly on the lips. “See you at school, okay?”
She nods and then gathers her things for rehearsal, which includes a full-looking small duffle bag. “Can I get a ride?” she asks loud enough for Mom and Dad to hear.
“Sure, it’s on my way to the freeway,” I agree. “See you later!” I call out to Mom and Dad as they head to do their typical weekend housework.
“Bye! Have fun!” we hear them say as we head out the door.
I take her hand in mine as we walk down the walkway to my car. I open the door for her and then get in my side, firing up the engine. I love the sound of my car; it’s such a powerful piece of machinery. I tear down the street towards our school, barely stopping for stop signs the whole way.
“Let’s take Mom and Dad out to dinner tonight,” Tina says over the roar of my engine.
“For their anniversary?” I ask her.
“Yeah. It’d be fun, plus it may get Mom off our trail too.”
I nod at the idea. “Let’s do it!” I say as I stop at the red light and then lean over and kiss her.
“Tim, be careful,” she giggles and then looks around.
She’s right, we’re still close to home and don’t know who we might see. Once we’re at the school, we slip back into sibling mode, trying to hide our feelings towards each other or play it off as being close since we’re twins. As soon as we walk into the theater, though, Melody is there to stop us.
“I am so sorry about last night,” she says immediately.
Tina hugs her and whispers something in her ear that I can’t hear but Melody nods and then hugs me to say hello. When she lets go, she walks back up to the stage and then the teacher calls for the rehearsal to begin. Tina walks me up to the front and once the teacher is done giving her instructions for the day she introduces me to her.
“He said he’d like to help as a stage hand, building props and stuff, if that’s okay?” Tina asks her.
“Of course! Thank you so much,” she gushes enthusiastically. “We need so much help. And if you can find a way to motivate them to work harder and faster, that’d be great,” she says under her breath.
I nod and give her a wink. “I’ll see what I can do, Teach,” I say and then head towards the back where the stage manager looks about ready to pull her hair out already. When she turns around to see me walking up she rolls her beautiful hazel eyes.
“Let me guess, community service requirements?” she asks, putting a hand on her hip jutting out to the side haughtily.
I shake my head. “I’m here on my own volition,” I assure her.
She looks at me suspiciously. “Why?”
I look at my sister for a second and then back at the stage manager in her black jeans and black turtleneck. “I want to help my sister out with this.”
“Your sister? Who’s your sister? Wait…” she trails off and then shakes her head. “I’m sorry, Tim,” she surprises me by knowing my name, but then again, I am the star quarterback. “I’m a little stressed. Oh, my name is Jenny, by the way,” she stretches her hand out to me and I shake it. “I can’t get control of this crew; nobody wants to work,” she whispers to me, but I’m sure some of them heard; however, I don’t think she was really trying to be secretive.
I step onto the stage and see them all sitting around talking. “Okay, pricks!” I say stepping up to the group of crew hands and they all look up at me startled. “That’s what I thought,” I shake my head at them. They stare up at me wide-eyed; they’re not used to seeing a jock at their rehearsals.
“What are you doing here?” a fat kid in the back asks me.
“I’m gonna whip your ass into shape if you don’t get started on these props,” I threaten and the whites of his eyes become more visible as he rocks back on his fat rump. “I know this isn’t something I’ve ever done before, at least not here. But, I do know that for something to succeed there needs to be some kind of teamwork. I have helped with construction projects, so I will help make sure these major pieces get taken care of,” I say and then turn towards the stage manager who is beaming back at me. “Is that alright with you? I don’t want to step on your toes.”
She shakes her head. “Please. I can’t be in two places at once. Okay, listen up,” she says to the stage crew, stepping up next to me. “Tim here will oversee the construction; I will oversee small props and costume design. Choose now which area you want to work in.”
They stare at us blankly. Obviously they’re not used to a strong hand giving them orders.
“Let’s move!” I shout and they all jump up to choose an area. They somehow split evenly and, surprisingly, fatass joins my group. Once they’re gathered I ask someone to take me bahis siteleri to the supplies and show me what needs to be built still. A cute sophomore girl steps up and takes my arm, leading me behind the black curtains into a wide open room where the major stage pieces are in mid-construction. I thank her and then split them into teams to work on the pieces. Ten minutes later, hammers are banging nails into wood and paint brushes are transforming sheets of plywood into rock walls, houses, shops, etc.
Four hours later, we’re waiting on paint to dry as we attack the last major piece to build; the castle. I look over the plans and begin directing people to take care of certain portions while I assist each smaller group with whatever they need. Two hours after that, the castle pieces are constructed and the paint crew is beginning to bring it to life.
Jenny steps into the construction area with a look of shock and awe on her face. I push her jaw up to close her mouth. She blushes and giggles but then she shakes her head amazed.
“How the heck did you get so much done in just six hours?” she asks.
I shrug. “A couple years ago I went with a friend’s church group to Mexico and helped build a couple houses and a small church. We got the framing done in a day, plumbing the next, and then started the electrical and drywall after that. By the end of the week, the houses and the church were up and running. I learned how to lead a group during that trip. Granted, I didn’t use the threatening tones or language I used here today to get their attention,” I laugh. “But, finding a way to get a fire lit inside them was something I did learn then.”
“I’m amazed, Tim. Thank you so much. How could I ever repay you?” she asks sincerely.
I shake my head. “You don’t need to. I enjoyed this. I wish I’d done this sooner; maybe theater is somewhere I can volunteer when I go to USC next year.”
“Is that where you’re going?” she asks.
I nod. “Just decided that right now, actually.”
“What was your other option?” she asks curiously.
“I had a few, but USC and Stanford were my two major ones.”
“Let me guess, football scholarship?”
I nod and shrug at her. “Am I supposed to turn that down?” I chuckle.
She shakes her head. “Not at all. Take advantage of it, you won’t hurt as far as education goes at either school. I’m just jealous of your scholarship is all. I only have a partial, but I’m applying for grants as well,” she explains. I have no idea how we really ended up talking about our college plans, but I’m starting to enjoy this whole drama group. Why have I teased Tina about it and made fun of these kids behind their backs for so long?
“There you are!” Tina interrupts my conversation with Jenny.
“Tina, your brother is a lifesaver! Look at what he got the crew to do!” she gestures towards the stage pieces.
“Oh my god,” Tina says, finally taking notice. “You got all this done today?” she asks in shock.
“Crazy, right?” Jenny says.
Tina nods. “Where were you last week?” she jokes.
I shrug. “Track finals?” I laugh.
Tina goes to hug me but Jenny unknowingly cuts her off and hugs me instead. I look at Tina apologetically and give Jenny a quick hug with just one arm.
“You have to let me take you out for dinner or something to thank you,” Jenny says flirtatiously.
I look at Tina briefly but then look back at Jenny before she can notice. “That would be great, Jenny, but I don’t think my girlfriend would like that,” I tell her.
“Oh, right, football star’s got a girlfriend, of course. How silly of me,” she says moodily and then walks away.
“Jenny,” I say quickly. “I really do appreciate it. It was a really kind and sweet offer.”
She blushes again and smiles before heading back to the costume room.
“Good save,” Tina says stepping up to me. I put my arm around her and turn us towards the continuing construction.
“Thanks,” I say. “I’m starving, though. Let’s call Mom and Dad about dinner. We’re almost done here, right?” I ask her.
She nods and then kisses me on the cheek, which is innocent enough, especially since no one is paying attention.
“Yeah, I’ll call them while you get everybody to wrap up for the night. They can finish the rest during the week,” she says and then walks back out into the hall.
“Hey guys!” I call out and they slowly stop what they’re doing and turn to face me. “You guys were awesome today. Thank you so much for your hard work. But, we’re calling it a night. Go home, get cleaned up and enjoy the rest of your weekend!” I say and then start clapping for them. They join in, clapping and laughing along before leaving the construction room to gather their things backstage.
Fatass walks up to me and stretches his hand out to me. “Sorry about earlier,” he says.
I shake his hand and clap him on the shoulder. “I told you I’d work you today, didn’t I?” I ask with a friendly wink.
He grins and nods. “Yeah you did. Just, don’t call us pricks next time?” he suggests.
“Hey, it got your attention didn’t it?” I ask him.
“True,” he agrees with a chuckle.
“See you on Monday…”
“George,” he tells me.
“See you Monday, George,” I say and then follow him out into the hall.
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