"Dad said to tell you you're grounded and you can't go out tonight," Tyler interrupted me as I was checking my reflection in the mirror. Tyler was my pain in the ass step-brother. My mom married his dad two years ago and Tyler had been a pain in my ass ever since. He was three years older than me and the highlight of his father's life. He had been the star quarterback on the football team, straight A student, and all around great kid. Now he was a sophomore in college and still perfect. I was the high school senior who was more concerned with the next great party than my upcoming Chemistry test. I guessed it was this last mistake that was getting me grounded on the one night that my mom and step-dad were supposed to be in Memphis all night. For weeks I had been counting on going to Johnny's party, getting drunk, and fooling around with him.
"Fuck you, Tyler. I'm not staying home tonight. I'm eighteen!" I felt a little skip in my heartbeat when the bad word came out of my mouth. My mom said I had been "testing my limits" for a few months. I didn't have the heart to tell her that I wasn't afraid of being in trouble with her. She was half my size and not a threat whatsoever. As far as I was concerned, being eighteen made me legally have the right to make my own decisions.
"If you leave this house tonight, I'm going to tell everyone at school that you have an STD and Dad is going to have to get you to some high priced clinic for help. That should increase your popularity," he said smugly. I recoiled in disgust. I hated him. Normally, rumors like that wouldn't have been worth the fear, but Tyler had a way of making people believe him. Being that he was a "college boy" the girls took what he said to be more truthful than anything else they had ever heard. Furthermore, I knew that Johnny would recoil at the sight of me if he heard such rumors. I knew that Tyler's accusation was going to keep me at home tonight, but that didn't stop me from being pissed. I silently plotted my revenge as he turned to leave.
"My friend, Jason, is coming over in a few but I'm jumping in the shower first. Get the door for me, will ya?" he asked, without waiting for me answer.
"Ass!" I screamed as he walked away. If only I had a way to prove to everyone that Tyler was not as they all thought he was. Maybe if I could slip into his room and dig up some dirt on him, then I could exact revenge on him.
I heard the bathroom door shut and the click of Tyler locking the door. As if I would actually follow him into the bathroom! That was just disgusting. He might have been decent looking, but he was my step-brother!
Quietly, I slipped off my heels and padded down the hallway in my bare feet. Tyler's door was ajar and it was easy to slip in while he was showering. His room didn't have the typical smell of a boy's bedroom. Johnny's room always had this disgusting odor that I described as funk. There really wasn't any laundry on the floor in Tyler's room thanks to my mom's cleaning efforts that day. Immediately, I went to the mattress. Isn't that where everyone hides their secrets? Instead, I came up short. There was nothing. Still, I was determined that Tyler had dirt to be found in his room. Comforted by the water running in the shower, I continued on my search.
I opened his closet door without a sound and pushed his clothes aside. There were assorted boxes that he had brought back from college last week when his finals were over. The first couple were full of clothes and notebooks. I assumed it was his stuff from the dorm room. Then, I noticed a black box pushed to the back of the closet and I gingerly lifted the lid. I slid my hand inside and felt some smooth papers. Pictures. Jackpot, I thought. I was already imagining lewd photos of Tyler's girlfriends that I could show his dad and my mom. What they would think of perfect Tyler taking advantage of these girls?!
As I pulled a stack of photos out of the box, I caught a glimpse of a hard penis. My heart began beating faster as I flipped through the stacks. There were several close up shots of a gigantic, rock hard penis loaded with cum. In each one, I could see some kind of black strap underneath the guy's balls that made them turn purple. Obviously, that was how he kept himself hard for so many pictures to be taken. Between my legs, I was noticing the effect these images were having on me. I had never seen anything that size. Johnny was certainly nothing in comparison. I could feel the wetness of my crotch inside the thin thong I had put on for Johnny's benefit tonight. Still hearing the water in the bathroom, I kept flipping through the photos. I assumed that the pictures were Tyler because there was a small patch of blonde pubic hair around the guy's balls. As I continued to get aroused, I flipped through the rest of the photos in my hands. Towards the bottom I saw a wooden sawhorse with a man, not Tyler, bending over it and fastened at the arms and legs. His asshole was exposed and it was filled with some sort of lube. The next picture revealed Tyler standing over this man in the nude, with a full erection. Tyler was holding a whip and I could see marks where he had slapped the man's ass checks. "Holy shit, he's gay!" I gasped. Aside from my arousal, I was in ecstasy imagining what my step-father would do when he found out. He was so homophobic that I wasn't even allowed to bring my gay friend over for dinner. Tyler was definitely going down.
"You little whore! What are you doing in my room?!" demanded Tyler from behind me. He was standing in the doorway, dripping water, with a towel around his waist. The sheer look of panic soon gave way to a pissed off fury. I crouched in the corner a little bit in fear. I hadn't intended to get caught. The water must have turned off without me realizing it. I glanced around the room for a way to escape.
"You didn't answer my question! What are you doing in my room?!" Tyler was red-faced and angry now as he loomed over me. The pictures were lying around me as I crouched on the floor. I tried to avoid making eye contact with him as the images faced up at me. I was surrounded by shot after shot of Tyler's penis in close-up and now here it was literally in front of my face with only a towel to separate us. The emotions running through my body were heightening my sense of fear and desire.
"I, I...you're gay!" I managed to spit out. "Your dad is going to kill you!"
"My dad isn't going to know, you little whore. You had no business being in my room!" Tyler was in a total fury now as he leaned over me and I was forced to cower closer to the floor.
"Take it easy, Tyler."
"Take it easy? Take it easy? You ransacked my room you little whore! You think you're so damn perfect. You think I don't know what you do when you're not at home? I still have friends at that school. You have slept with every boy in your senior class and I know you've done some kinky shit!"
"No, that's not true!" I tried to defend myself. Tyler was leering at me now.
