Me and my sister, Eve, had always been close. Being the same age (twins), we faced the obstacles that life threw at us at the same time, apart from puberty which Eve noticeably went through first, and supported each other. Since we were fifteen and our GCSE's started we had been closer than usual, keeping each other up all night for studying. This benefited both of us and we came out with all our results as B's or higher enabling us to study what ever we felt like for our A-levels.
Being the more academic, Eve took English, Sociology, Biology and Statistics; while I chose the more creative: Drama, Art (Evening Class), French and Media. Two years ago, 2004, we took our first half of our A-level exams (AS), using the same techniques as GCSE we both got respectable results again, Eve with four straight A's and me with 3 A's and a B in French.
Throughout our senior school life Eve has had many boyfriends all of whom, to my surprise, came to me for permission because I'm her brother. Of course I agreed to most requests, not seeing any problem with my sister dating but occasionally I would hate myself when, in the early hours of the morning, she returned home after a bad date, and would come up to my room to talk to me about it. Although our ability to be able to confide in each other drew us together, I was completely unprepared for the night our relationship changed.
September 5th was always a busy day in our house, this was for one reason. It was our birthday. Like children at Christmas, even this year when we would be 18, we knew we would wake up at the latest half past seven, creeping into the others bedroom and wishing them a happy birthday. This year though was slightly different. Three days before our birthday, our Uncle Phillip had been involved in a car crash, although he had only minor injuries our mum thought that it would be best to go and see her brother up in Cambridge hospital, the fact that our dad was away on business meant we were all alone. Although we had been deeply shocked and upset about the injury of Phillip, the prospect of a free house for two weeks meant one thing - no rules.
Although we had received our birthday presents a week earlier due to our father going away on business, it didn't change the fact that it was our birthday and that plenty of prank calls and 'not so surprising' visits were to come. I awoke first with a grin on my face, straight away remembering what day it was, I walked out of my room and towards Eve's door, I saw her still asleep and decided to make breakfast for us. Both of us regularly attended the gym and played tennis together, causing us both to be very fit and healthy, however it was our birthday today and so I decided to treat us to a cooked breakfast, no 'Wheat-a-bix' today.
About ten minutes later I heard a yawn and turned around to be greeted with a birthday hug.
"Happy birthday sis." I said kissing her on the cheek.
"Happy birthday bro." She said, kissing me back and walking over to the table and sitting down. I finished frying the bacon, and the rest of the breakfast and put it onto two separate plates. I put one in front of Eve and sat down opposite her and started on my meal. For about five minutes the only noises to be heard was that of knifes and forks scraping the plates and the chewing of food.
"I'll wash up." Said Eve as she finished. She stands up and takes the plates to the sink.
"No, it's alright." I say walking up behind her, turning the tap on. I smile at her as she turns around; knowing she is going to protest I kiss her on the cheek again. "I'm washing up, so there." I playfully nudge her out of the way as I start to wash up. She smiles and shakes her head, then heads back upstairs.
Ten minutes later the washing up is done and the plates and cooking equipment put away. Walking upstairs I hear my sister humming to herself, I smile and walk into the bathroom and strip off my clothes, getting ready to have a shower. Just as I remove my boxer shorts the door swings open and in walks Eve with just a bathrobe on. For a second she just stands there looking at my naked body, I realise she is looking down at my cock and I start to go red. As I feel it start to harden I grab a towel and wrap it around my waist. She laughs and smiles, going a bit red as well. She steps out and closes the door.
"Don't be too long Jack." She says as I let go of the towel, letting it fall to the floor. I look at my semi hard cock. I shake my head and smile walking over to the shower; I open the shower door and step inside, turning it on and letting the hot water pour onto me.
I finally finish and step out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around me. I open the bathroom door and am greeted by the smiling face of my sister. She looks at me and playfully tugs at the towel around my waist, I gulp, not entirely sure what to do. She reaches in and kisses me straight on the lips. She pulls away and smiles again, side-stepping me and walking into the bathroom and closing the door. I stand there for a second, still not sure about what just happened. I walk into my room and close my door. I turn on my stereo and turn it down so I can just hear the music. I lay on my bed and close my eyes.
I awake when I hear the knock at the door. I open my eyes and yawn.
"Yes?" I ask. I look up as Eve enters the room, it takes me a second to realise she has only a towel wrapped around her like me. She walks in and sits next to me on my bed, she looks down at me and smiles, leaning in and kissing me again on the lips. I pull away.
"Eve...What are you doing?" She stands up and lets the towel fall down onto the floor. My eyes widen as I stare at her naked body, taking in the beautiful sight before me. I hear a giggle and my eyes slowly make their way back up to her face, I realise she is looking and my groin. I look down and realise I have a massive erection.
