Chapter 1
Roxanne had had enough with boys. The eighteen-year old blue-eyed redhead slammed down the phone. Frankie was just like all the others. She had caught him flirting with Jennifer again, and this time it was more than playful. Last night at the party when she saw him touching Jennifer's arm, and then saw her brush her hand by his crotch, that was it. The phone call only confirmed her suspicions. He didn't even try to deny it, just said that he still wanted to see Roxanne and to please forgive him.
Fuck that.
It was still early on Saturday; she was still in her pajamas. She got up from her bed and walked to the bathroom down the hall. A long hot shower would feel good now, she thought, still fuming. As she started through the bathroom door, she paused, seeing that Jason's door was open. Her long blonde-haired brother was a year older that she. They were not particularly close, but he was a good brother as things go. He usually could tell when she was down and pretty much left her alone. Once in a while, he even had an encouraging thing to say to her. She loved him for that. Being a teenager could be lonely at times, and he seemed to have a pretty good handle on it all.
Jason was sitting at his desk on the computer, his back to the bedroom door. He was shirtless as usual, his strong upper body perfect for rugby. Roxanne squinted, and she could barely make out what was on the screen. He was surfing porn again. She smiled, knowing that he had a pretty large libido. Her brother always seemed to have gorgeous girlfriends, sometimes several at once. It wasn't unusual for Jason to have one date in the afternoon, and another later at night.
Jason's movements caused Roxanne to pause. His left hand was in his lap, but his arm was moving up and down quickly. Slowly she realized that he was jerking off. Of course she knew that everyone did it. Hell, she did it every day herself. But watching him, his concentration, his strong shoulders, his quick movements... she couldn't turn away.
Roxanne had seen her brother naked before, of course. They used to take baths together as toddlers. He wasn't shy about walking around naked either, usually to and from the shower. She had done the same often enough. She had seen his flaccid dick. He shaved around it, so there was no hair to get in the way. He looked normal size, maybe a little thicker. She hadn't ever seen him hard, however, and now she knew he was. But his body blocked that view at the desk.
What was she thinking? It's her brother. But she knew she wanted to see more. She quietly moved to the side to try to get a better angle. She was almost at his door now. Then she saw the head of his cock. He was leaning back in the chair, rubbing his shaft. His leg blocked the view of most of it, but she could see the glistening helmet of his hardness. It looked bigger than she expected.
He was also moaning softly. She suddenly realized that it wasn't porno he was looking at on the monitor. It was someone's webcam. And his webcam was on his desk, aimed toward his lap. The woman's webcam showed most of her body. She was also leaning back in a chair, and Roxanne could see her own fingers prodding herself for Jason's view.
Roxanne was getting excited. She imagined the view the woman had of his body from her brother's webcam. Him stroking his hardness for her enjoyment. She wondered what that would be like to see up close. For now, she couldn't tear her eyes away from that large head.
Suddenly, he groaned. A large glob of cum shot straight up from that head. Then another. It was a huge load, and it landed back onto his cock and hands as he continued to stroke himself, lubricated by his semen. His orgasm shook his body as he threw his head back, moaning.
Roxanne quickly snuck back to the bathroom, shutting the door. Her mind was racing. She had just watched her brother jerk off, and it excited her. She realized as she stepped out of her pajamas that her small pink nipples were hard, and she was wet between her legs. She turned on the shower, trying to get the image out of her mind. That's sick, she thought. But the thought wouldn't leave. Before she knew it, she was rubbing her own breasts and pinching her hard nipples. Her other hand slid down her body and began to rub her pubic mound. She felt her finger slip between her pussy lips, feeling her own wet slit. She moaned under the stream of water.
A knock on the door brought her back to the present. Then it opened, and Jason yelled out, "Hey, just taking a piss. Don't look."
"You're a pig!" she yelled back, but not really meaning it.
"Ooink!" he shouted as she heard the stream of pee hitting the toilet. He flushed. The water in the shower went cold.
"Dammit Jason!" Roxanne yelled. "Why do you do that!"
But then he was gone, and the door shut again. Roxanne was still touching herself. She thought about what might have happened if Jason had pulled back the shower curtain. She would be standing there, pinching her own nipples and rubbing her pussy. Would he like that? After all, she just watched him jerk off, and it turned her on. Maybe watching her would turn him on?
After a few more minutes of teasing herself, she shut off the water and wrapped a towel around her body. Roxanne had a curvy shape, small but firm 34B breasts, and round ass. Still feeling very excited, she opened the door to the bathroom, but stood at the sink working on her makeup. Her mind was still racing. She talked to herself about it, lost in thought.
He's your brother for God's sake! But that was so fucking hot. What would it be like to feel his cock? Would he cum like that just by watching her?
"Geez, Roxy, how long does it take you to paint that shit on? I just wanna brush my teeth."
Jason had been standing at the door, watching her.
"Fine, use the sink. I'll move over," Roxanne offered. The vanity was large enough for the two of them, and she moved to the side.
Jason came in and began running the water as he brushed. He still had no shirt on, and wore only boxers. Roxanne couldn't help but watch him in the mirror. Her eyes roamed over his hard abs. She gazed below his waist, searching out his thickness beneath the loose boxers, smiling to herself, knowing that he had just shot a load from that delicious cock.
As she looked back up in the mirror, she caught his eyes. He had been staring at her as well. Quickly, Jason shut the bathroom door. The two of them were alone now. It seemed quiet to Roxanne.
Jason finished brushing and put his hand under the water to rinse his mouth. As he turned off the water, he said, "So tell me, did you like what you saw?"
Roxanne's heart raced. He knew! She was the one that was caught!
"Uhh..." was all she could mutter.
"It's okay sis, I don't mind," Jason was trying to put her at ease. He put his hand on her bare shoulder.
"I didn't mean...." She stammered.
"But you did," Jason smiled. "And I asked you a question. Did you like what you saw?" He seemed serious now.
