Punishing the Brats

He closed the door before she came back to reality, standing outside of it as his heart beat heavy in his chest.

* * *

Sylvia

She was sure she’d heard something, but when she opened her blue eyes and looked at the door, it was closed. She paused the music and listened hard, but there was no sounds at all.

She sucked in a breath of relief, her entire body still quivering from her orgasm as she unpinned her nipple.

“Well that was fun,” she said with a little bit of a laugh at herself, reaching for her jeans.

* * *

Zach

“I swear to God, man. She wasn’t just playing with it. She was really fucking into it,” Zach said, his voice a bit hushed as he and Jacob played games in Jacob’s rec room. They were both sprawled on the leather couch, though they kept dying as Zach recounted the story of finding his sister masturbating.

“Right after you got off the phone with me?” Jacob asked, and Zach knew what he was getting at. Hearing Zach tease her about Jacob sent her to her room to get off.

Jacob was already puffed up from news of the crush, let alone the idea that she was masturbating to him. For some reason, it pissed Zach off. It was one thing to be teasing his sister about her crush, but it was another thing altogether his friend getting into it.

“Ya, I guess,” Zach said, his enthusiasm dwindled. Why was he so mad about it anyways?

It didn’t matter. In a few seconds, Jacob’s character was shot, and Zach grinned at his accomplishment.

“You killed me, you dick,” Jacob said, punching Zach in the shoulder, his dark eyes glinting with annoyance. “Fuck, you’re on my team, ass.”

Zach muttered an apology, but he didn’t feel it.

“So come on, man. Tell me. What’s your sweet little sister’s body like, huh?”

“She’s three days younger than me, man. Not exactly my little sister.”

Jacob rolled his eyes.

“What, you don’t wanna tell? What’s her tits like, huh? They’re not much to look at in clothes.”

Again, Zach felt a wave of protectiveness and anger, and he tossed the controller to the side of the couch as he got up, going to the fridge.

“You want a drink?” he asked, grabbing a can of soda for himself. He knew exactly what his little sister’s tits looked like. It wasn’t anything like in the pornos, with their big, swollen tittys. No, hers were tiny, and sweet, and her nipples were as hard as rocks. Her body was so delicate, but resilient, and he had watched her contort in such a flexible manner he couldn’t help but picture her beneath him.

He’d been with a few girls, but they’d all been pretty boring. All just trying to get some popularity from dating a guy on the football team. They just laid beneath him, never seeming all that into it.

But his sister, oh, she was into sex already. The way her legs had parted and she’d lifted her hips into that little vibrator thing she had... It’d given him a great view of her shaved pussy, of the way it was swollen and needy.

Needy for cock.

“Zach?” Jacob said from just behind him, right before he punched his shoulder. “Come on man, toss me one. What’s gotten into you?”

“Nothin’, just thinking,” Zach replied, and he hoped that Jacob wouldn’t notice his stiffy. He handed him a drink and then moved away.

“She wasn’t nothing to look at, if you know what I mean,” Zach said with a shrug, his heart beating faster, but Jacob didn’t look sold.

“Yea, but she’s a gymnast, right? She should do the splits right over my cock, know what I mean?” Jacob laughed, lunging his hips forward in demonstration.

Zach reached out, slugging the other man’s arm hard, his brows furrowed in the center.

“Shut up, man. That’s my sister you’re talking about.”