Edward and Ella were twins, living in Santa Monica with their parents. The siblings had always been fairly close to each other, as twins tend to be and it was only in middle school that they had ceased to be each other's best friend, instead developing new friendships with children of their own gender.
Now, aged 18, both were approaching graduation from high school and were preparing to go off to college. Separate colleges, hundreds of miles apart. This was to be the first time their lives had diverged to any significant extent.
Eddie wasn't sure how he felt about that. He'd never really acknowledged to himself that he actually loved Ella, as boys don't with their siblings. She'd just always been there, literally and emotionally. Now, though, as he began to imagine months at a time apart from her, he realised that the sadness he felt must indeed be familial love.
In the weeks since they'd secured their college places, Eddie had started to acknowledge something else about Ella too. He'd started to see what the world had already noticed, that she was no longer a cute girl, but a beautiful young woman. More than that, he acknowledged to himself that he thought of her as sexy.
Ella was 5'5" tall, with natural blonde hair she wore down past her shoulders. She was slim, with just a hint of womanly hips she'd developed in the past couple of years. She had a cute, firm butt, just the way Eddie liked girls to be. Not for him this craze of big, jiggly butts. But her breasts...oh her breasts. Eddie had seen the label on her bras enough times to know she was a 32C, but it was the perkiness that most caught his eye. Lately, it was a struggle for him not to stare at her breasts when they talked.
Eddie had had girlfriend's through much of high school. He'd fucked four girls, been to second and third base with quite a few more. But with his last girlfriend, when he was inside her, several times he'd started fantasising it was Ella he had pinned down beneath him, that it was his twin sister he was hammering his cock into, filling Ella's pussy with his cum. At first he was shocked he'd let himself have those thoughts, but later he really started to enjoy it. Now, with just weeks before they graduated high school, the thought of at least touching her sexually filled his mind all too often.
This was how he came to be knocking gently on her door mid morning on Saturday. He'd heard her get back from cheerleader practice much earlier than usual and he wanted to know why. Ella knew it was him, their parents were at Walmart for groceries.
"Come in Eddie" she replied.
"Hey," he greeted her as he entered her bedroom. "How come you finished cheer so quick?"
Ella was lying on her side on her bed, her back to him, still in her cheerleader uniform. She turned her head to look at him and replied "I got sent home by the coach for losing my temper with the fatties that can't keep up with the routine. Apparently I have to spend today thinking about the consequences of what I say."
"That sucks" he replied, mustering empathy that didn't really come naturally to teenage boys.
"Keep me company?" she asked, laying her head back down on the pillow, her back to him once again.
Eddie sat down on the end of the bed, half turned towards her so he could see her. "I'm not gonna bite, dummy" she laughed. He knew what she meant. It was an invite to get closer. He got up and lay down on the bed next to her, almost spooning but a few inches apart.
"I won't even know you're there if I can't feel you behind me" she complained. With that she wriggled back a little until their bodies were touching. Eddie could smell the fragrance of Ella's shampoo in her hair. He could smell her deodorant, as well as her perspiration from the cheer practice. He breathed it all in gratefully, the way a boy does when he's close to a girl he wants.
He put his hand halfway down her outer thigh as they lay there, waiting to see if she brushed it away. She didn't.
