My twin sister Ryan is the crown jewel of the family. She is attractive, athletic, smart, and popular. I'm pretty much the exact opposite. We are both high school seniors. She is the star player on the volleyball team and I'm third string on the golf team. She is dating the stud quarterback and I spend my Friday nights with the chess club. Physically we are nearly identical; 5'10", blonde, blue eyes, trim and cute. On her, those stats make her a babe. On me, with my frizzed out hair and glasses, I just look like your typical computer geek nerd.
Last week, on a Thursday afternoon, Scott, her boyfriend and the all-district quarterback on the Wildcat football team stopped by after practice, looking for Ryan.
"Hey little buddy," Scott greeted me at the front door. "Your sister home?"
"No Scott," I replied, trying to ignore the little buddy comment, although I did have to look up at the 6'3", 200 pound rock of granite that filled the door frame. "She has a volleyball game in Longwood tonight and Mom and Dad went to watch her."
"Shit! What a day I had," Scott replied, unsolicited. "Two tests, a pep rally, pictures for the yearbook and one hella hard practice. I was hoping to get some of Ryan's special attention this afternoon."
My bedroom was next to Ryan's, connected via a common bathroom. We also shared a phone line. I had hacked into the line via my computer and I could listen to Ryan's phone conversations whenever I wanted. I guess you'd say I was a pervert, but hell, I get my jollies wherever I can. I knew exactly what Scott's euphemism "special attention" meant; he was hoping to get a blowjob from my sister.
Eavesdropping on her telephone conversations with her girlfriends, I knew that Ryan was holding out sexually with Scott. But on the advice of her friends, she had taken to orally satisfying him. Her friends talked incessantly about giving head; the best techniques, whether to spit or swallow, how to make guys cum fast, etc., etc. I also knew from her candid confessions, Scott was hung like a horse and it had taken a lot of practice for her to accommodate his size and make him cum. I had watched once through a crack in the door as Ryan blew Scott in the bathroom. I couldn't see much, but it was clear from Ryan's efforts that sucking Scott was no easy chore and after he blew a load on her face, I was amazed to see how much cum coated my sister's cute little mug. It looked liked she'd just spread on one of those mud masks he had shot it on so thick.
I should have been angry with Scott for disclosing his real reason for being here, but in fact I was impressed with his forwardness. I had never had a steady girlfriend let alone had one willing to go down on me. I got off listening to Ryan describe her escapades with Scott, using my hand to satisfy my pathetic urges as she gave blow by blow details to her best friend Veronica. Maybe I could learn some of Scott's tricks to better impress the ladies. Maybe someday I'd have a cute girl swallowing my dick and making me cum.
"Sorry man," I replied. "You wanna come in. I'll grab you a drink."
Scott sat at the kitchen table and I grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge.
"Thanks Brian. Shit I wish your sister was here; she's been practicing lately and her oral skills are getting better and better, if you know what I mean," Scott chuckled, downing his beer.
I knew what he meant, but instead of getting mad, I felt my dick stiffening in my shorts.
"You like getting head?" Scott asked as he grabbed another beer and standing in the middle of the kitchen, popped it open and took a big swig.
"Oh yea, it's the best", I lied.
"Fuck, I'm getting hard just thinking about it," Scott exhaled, squeezing the noticeable bulge in his Levis.
Before I could catch myself, Scott noticed me staring at his crotch. "What you looking at man?"
