Life can be cruel, but sometimes it has a way of righting a wrong.
Mark Reynolds and Kylie Thomas should have grown up as brother and sister, close and the best of friends. But they didn't.
One bounced from foster home to foster home while the other found a loving and stable family, even though they were separated as children they were very similar. Both were smart and attractive, both had a rebellious streak and both had a knack for charming others.
This is their story.
Mark and Kylie's mother was 18 when she had Mark. He was the happy surprise to an affair with an older married man whose family she babysat for. Not everyone shared her excitement over her pregnancy, her parents were mortified and the man she thought she loved was upset.
Faced with unsupportive parents and a man who refused to support her or her child, she put her son up for adoption. She loved her son but was unable to care for him and hoped someone else could.
Mark's mother didn't know it, but her son would have been better off with her. He was adopted relatively quickly but his adoptive parents were soon overwhelmed by the new addition to their young family and failed as parents. They first sent him off to boarding school and became parents in name only. When they died in a car crash they became parents by memory.
Now back in the system, and no longer the cute baby he was when he was adopted, Mark bounced from foster home to foster home where his rebellious streak flourished and he grew accustomed to looking after himself.
He developed an ability to read people and tell them what they wanted to hear. Mark discovered quickly he had a talent with girls, which often got him in trouble, which made him more appealing to the opposite sex.
Mark developed a reputation in every new neighborhood and city he lived in. He was the boy a girl dated to have a good time or upset her parents, but he wasn't the boy you took home to meet mom and dad.
Once he turned 18 Mark moved to California as soon as he possibly could, eager to live where the sun was always shining and the girls were half dressed.
For three years he worked odd jobs, mostly in construction and landscaping, which afforded him the opportunity to romance, and fuck, the wives and daughters of his employers and customers.
It was after one fantastic fuck session with a lonely housewife that Mark found his calling.
Mark smiled as he looked down at the horny housewife beneath him. Her body was glistening with sweat, her pussy full of his cock. Mark's young muscles tightened as he thrust in and out of her. Her hands clawed at his body as he fucked her harder and harder.
The sound of their bodies meeting together in lust filled the room as his balls slapped against her while his big hard cock slid deep inside.
Mark had been fucking Alison Grandville, the wife of the homeowner whose garden he was supposed to be landscaping for the past week. She loved his cock and he loved giving it to her.
Finally after grunting and grinding together for 30 minutes Alison moaned loudly and started to shake as she orgasmed with her young lover inside her. Mark pulled out of the horny housewife and came all over her tits.
Later as they both caught their breath, Alison turned to Mark.
"How many housewives have you fucked, I know I'm not the only one," she said with a glint in her eye.
Mark chuckled; they all wanted to know their competition. "I've had my share, but none as hot and exciting as you," he responded, his hand sliding over her naked form.
Alison smiled, "I'm sure you tell that to all the girls."
(He did)
"Regardless of how many you've had, you have a talent lover," Alison said as her hand drifted down to Mark's cock. She rubbed it softly as she continued, "you should insure this slab of love, it could make you a rich man."
Mark propped himself up on one elbow, "what do you mean?"
Alison smirked and laughed, "oh come on, don't pretend like you've never thought about it. You could strip, be a gigolo or even do porn and women would throw themselves at you!"
Alison leaned in even closer, "why give away the milk for free if the pussies are willing to pay?" she said.
Mark smiled, "I'd never even thought of that, you really think I could do that?"
Alison chucked again, "honey, I KNOW you could. But I want it for free, consider it my finder's fee. Now lie back so I can fuck you again."
After that, Mark changed the kind of manual labor he did for money. Now 20 he had no interest in being a gigolo or stripping, but porn appealed to him. He loved to have sex, why not get paid for it? He had no family, so there was no one to worry about disappointing or upsetting.
Mark's career in porn began with a bang. At 6'3 with thick chestnut brown hair, blue eyes, a strong jaw and toned body from manual labor, he was appealing on screen. His first audition went well and once directors saw he had a big cock, and the stamina and skills to back it up, he didn't have any trouble finding work.
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Five years after Mark's mother gave him up for adoption she gave birth again, this time to a healthy and beautiful girl.
Once again Mark's mother had an affair with an older man but this time he left his family for his young girlfriend and daughter. The pseudo married bliss didn't last long and once again Mark and Kylie's mother found herself alone. She did better this time, raising her daughter for two years, determined to right a wrong from years ago but when she was caught stealing money from where she worked, she lost her daughter. With her parents unwilling to raise another unwanted grandchild and a father who didn't recognize his birth rights as a father (his name wasn't on the birth certificate) Kylie followed her brother's footsteps into adoption.
Like her brother she was lucky enough to be adopted in short order, but unlike her brother she found parents who loved her and were able to care for her.
Kylie grew up as the daughter of Molly and Peter Thomas in a home filled with love. Her parents were very religious and her father a preacher. Kylie did well in school and quickly learned she had a knack for persuasion.
At times she was the clichéd preacher's daughter with a propensity for wildness but never let it get out of hand. Her parents were never aware of the escapades she and her best friend Julie would get into. Kylie loved her parents, but didn't like how they tried to control her, especially in her friendship with Julie (who had a reputation for getting in trouble) and with the boys she wanted to date. Kylie knew she was an attractive girl and wanted to explore her sexuality the same way she wanted to expand her mind.
Kylie and her parents didn't fight over the boys they didn't know she would date, but they did fight over her desire to find the family she knew existed somewhere.
Even though they knew it was natural for their daughter to ask where she had come from, Kylie's parents had difficulty masking the hurt they felt, even if they knew their daughter didn't mean it as an insult.
Reluctantly Kylie's parents helped her trace where she came from but what they found only raised more questions. They were told her biological parents were alive, and Kylie even managed to see one slip of paper that indicated she had a brother, even if the slip of paper contained absolutely no information about him.
Kylie's mind was swimming with the possibilities for weeks after the revelation. Her parents encouraged her to manage her expectations, her mother and father didn't want contact and the adoption official got angry when asked about her brother.
One Saturday night, while sleeping over at Julie's house, Kylie couldn't stop talking about her brother.
"Do you know what this means!?! I have a brother! I have an older brother to scare boys away, to take my side in fights with mom and dad.. -" Kylie exclaimed.
"An older brother for me to fuck!" Julie said, cutting her friend off.
Kylie rolled her eyes. "Be serious Jules, I have a brother!"
Julie smiled and looked over at her friend, "I'm happy for you hun, I really am. I hope you find him. But until then, check out the hunk I've found," she said as she pulled out a bootleg DVD.
