It was a balmy summer's evening. I was extremely bored. Nothing to do, I thought to myself. Home alone. Not a thing on TV.
I walked into my bedroom, flipped the switch by the door and my lamp flickered once then came to life. I reached underneath the mattress for some magazines I had hidden. No one ever came into my room so privacy was not an issue around this house, even though I did not live alone.
I live with my sister and our father. My sister's name is Tyra and she is two years older than I. She is a strikingly beautiful blonde with long hair and deep blue ocean colored eyes you could get lost in. She has a set of C cup breasts that mesmerize any straight man that comes within eyesight of her gorgeous body. She is 5'8" tall and she works a day job down at the nursing home helping the elderly folks with whatever they need help with. Everything from pushing their wheelchairs to cleaning them up in the bathroom. It can be quite a messy job at times but she likes what she does so that's all that matters.
Me, I'm a farmhand. I work for our neighbor who owns a small farm. Cattle, sheep, goats, pigs, chickens, you name it. He also has soybean and corn fields. There is always work to be done out here in rural Ohio. I grew up a farm kid from day one. Our father had a farm but sold it two years ago because he wasn't making ends meet. His overhead was way too high to keep his farm afloat so he sold it and became a long haul truck driver. That's right, he drives an eighteen-wheeler around this country and surprisingly makes pretty good money doing it. He doesn't charge his children rent even though I am 18 and Tyra is 20. We are allowed to live at home for free as part of a bartering agreement as long as we keep up the house and property while dad is gone. He comes home about every other weekend for a couple days. I do the outside work while Tyra does the inside of the house, dusting, sweeping the floors, cleaning the dishes and so forth.
I was in my bedroom on a Friday night. It was a long and tedious day out in the fields so after my shower I like to relax to a good book or magazine. In this case it was a porno mag. A Playboy to be more specific. There were a few articles but I skipped right over them to get to the good stuff. There was this buxom blonde with humongous jugs staring back at me from the pages. She had to have double-D breasts with huge aureoles and nipples that stuck out like pencil erasers. One hand was on her left boob while the other was in between her legs spreading her pussy open wide for all the world to see.
I reached for my zipper and pulled it down, freeing my hard dick from my trousers. First the head popped out then came the rest of my seven inches of manhood. I started working my cock slowly and rhythmic with my right hand while flipping the pages of the magazine with my left hand. I was slowly but surely picking up the pace as I worked more rapidly than before. It had been a whole week since I had jacked off and quite frankly I needed the release. I was working into a frenzy at this point. I flipped the page once more and the big titted blonde had a red dildo stuck in her pussy. I was about to cum.
I shot a rope of milky, white jism straight up in the air and most of it landed on my stomach but some ended up on the bed sheets. Three, four, and finally five spurts of hot cum made its way out of my cock. My balls felt completely drained. That was the best feeling I'd had in quite some time.
Not even a minute later I heard the door between the garage and the house slam. I knew Tyra was home. "Tyra, is that you?!" I shouted from my bedroom. Nothing. She must've had a bad day at work again.
I quickly found my clothes on the floor and dressed, intending to see what Tyra was so pissed off about. Not likely she'd tell me but it was worth a shot.
She was sitting at the kitchen table when I entered the room. "What's wrong, Tyra?" She sat crying at the kitchen table.
"None of your fucking business," she snapped back.
"I was just asking. Jeez, you don't have to get all mad at me. I didn't do anything wrong."
"Well, maybe you should learn to butt out of other peoples' fucking business!" she angrily stated.
"Ok sorry I even asked," I said as I grabbed a coke out of the fridge and walked into the den to see if there was anything good on television.
"Fucking men! Why do they have to be assholes?" she said to herself as I sat down on the couch.
So then I knew it wasn't about work. It was about her boyfriend Sean. He wasn't the nicest guy around and quite honestly I didn't care for him but I never let Tyra know because I cared about her and didn't want to hurt her by telling her I didn't like the guy she was going out with. He must've done or said something stupid to piss her off. Even though Tyra treats me like shit sometimes, I still care about her. I've called her names in the past too so it's not like I don't deserve the way she speaks to me sometimes. Tyra and I have never been the lovey-dovey brother and sister type who give each other hugs and compliments. We more or less point out each other's faults and try to piss each other off when at all possible. But tonight was different. Her heart was obviously broken over something Sean said or did. But she would have to tell me on her own terms. I could not pry it out of her because I respected her privacy and if she didn't want me to know then it was none of my damn business.
She stormed out of the kitchen and headed straight for the bathroom. She slammed the door shut. "What the hell?" I thought. I've got to get down to the bottom of this but I need to do it subtly. I awaited her return from the bathroom thinking she would come out here and watch TV with me for awhile like usual but she did not. She went straight to her room and slammed the door again. That was it. I was going to go into her room and see what was wrong once and for all. This was too much shit to take. I couldn't bear it anymore.
Knock, knock, knock. "Tyra, are you in there?"
"Go away!" she screamed.
"I just wanna know what's wrong. Talk to me sis."
Silence. I used this opportunity to open her door and step inside.
"Get the hell out Tommy! You know I don't like you coming in here!"
"This will be the only time, now just tell me what's wrong." I stated calmly.
"Why do you care?" she asked.
"Because you're my sister and even though we fight sometimes, I don't actually hate you like you may think."
A half-smile crept across her face. I sat down and the edge of her bed and she proceeded to tell me her problem.
"Well, you know Sean? We were out at dinner tonight and I caught him looking at this other chick from across the restaurant. I asked him who he was checking out. It started as a joke but he got all defensive on me and started yelling at me. I told him I was sorry and we finished dinner then this girl came over and gave him a note and I asked what it was and he wouldn't tell me. I suspected a phone number or something. Who knows?"
"Then what happened?" I asked.
"Then when we got up to leave we stepped outside then he claimed he forgot something. He went back inside to retrieve it and this girl walked back over to him and started chatting with him once again. I saw them through the window as I waited on him outside. I once again asked him who that girl was and what she wanted from him and he claimed she was just someone he used to be friends with. I asked him if she was an old girlfriend and he got all defensive with me again. He yelled at me and I told him to go fuck himself. I called my friend Elizabeth to pick me up and bring me home. I am tired of dealing with that selfish jerk Sean. He can kiss my fucking ass as far as I'm concerned. He is such an asshole!"
"Are you going to be okay?" I asked her.
"Yeah I think I'll be fine. I just need some time to think, that's all" she sobbed.
"Okay, well you know I'll be here if you need anything. Just let me know, okay sis?"
"Well that's very nice of you bro."