My Sister Made Me Ch. 14

"Kenny and I have been best friends since forever ago," Alex said. "Dating him would be fucking weird."

"But fucking him isn't fucking weird?" Wade asked, drawing laughs.

Alex giggled and shook her head. "You'd be proud of him," she said. "Bryce has a way of getting me all worked up, and last week had just been one long string of being aroused and felt up at work. So, by the time I got to Kenny's, I was so ready to get laid, I couldn't stand it. I'm confident in admitting that he gave me the best... hardest damned orgasm I've ever had. Two of them, in fact."

Bryce and Wade both laughed, and she grinned, glad that the former had had the same reaction as the latter.

"You two go over there every week?" Bryce asked.

Alex frowned and shook her head. "Eric has been busy with work and school lately, and Bear has a really strict mom, so we haven't been able to see much of them. But whenever someone gets me riled up, Kenny sets me straight," she said, winking.

"Well, good," Bryce said, surprising her again. "I'm legitimately glad that you have someone you trust instead of combing the bar scene for some strange."

She giggled, glad to hear it.

"Anyway, back to what I was saying," Wade said, referencing Bryce's question from earlier. "Toni only recently told me about the whole... photo shoot and porn star thing. But... I know how much my girl craves sex, and I know she likes what I bring to the table, so to speak. Not to mention that if they did start to do the harder stuff, the whole thing is like... strictly regulated. They have to get tested regularly, and it's not like I expect her to just... dive in headfirst, you know?"

"So... in the end... yeah, I'm good with it if she wants to do it," Wade said. "'They,'" he corrected, grinning at Alex. "What about you, man?"

Alex smirked. "I just love that you two are talking through being okay with my sister and I shooting some dirty pictures," she said, smirking.

"They talk more than my friends do, that's for damn sure" Toni said in agreement and earning a few tickles from Wade in response.

Bryce chuckled, but then looked at Wade. "Honestly, I'm just jazzed to be included at all, man," he said. "It's not like I've got any say in this."

Alex glanced over, shaking her head. "If you're really serious about wanting to try and be with me sometime in the future... then you need to have an opinion about this."

He looked back at her and stared quietly. "So, you'd think about not doing it if I asked?" he asked after a few quiet seconds.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, not expecting that question. "I'd certainly give it thought, yes," she said. "If we were a thing," she added.

He chuckled. "Well, it's a big deal, isn't it? I mean, it's porn on the internet. Plus, you two are twins, so people are going to notice. I mean, yeah, there's a lot of porn, and it's gotten to the point that the old idea of 'once it's on the internet, it's there forever' doesn't really hold true anymore, you know?"

The others nodded.

"But... this is a professional website, by a professional photographer and videographer. Folks are going to see this."

"I know, but it's not like we're moving to California and starting to do porn for real," she said. "This is just for this website, and who knows how many times we'll actually want to do it?"

"Okay," he said. "I just wanted to make sure that you weren't thinking about making this your career," he said.

She chuckled, shaking her head. "Porn? God, no," she told him. "It's just something interesting that Toni got me excited about, and I want to do a few crazy things while I'm still young and sexy."

"Shit, you'll always be sexy," Bryce said, drawing a "Preach!" from Wade.

She giggled at the two, then sighed and rolled her eyes in resignation.

"So, do you know who you'd be working with?" Wade asked, looking over at Alex as Toni leaned back into him.

"There's a few guys and girls that Camille showed us," she said. "There was a really good looking and muscular black guy, a French guy, and some really pretty girls. Plus, there was that couple that we met when we were watching a scene for the first time."

"Duncan and Kelly," Toni said. "Ugh, she's SO pretty," she said, turning and giving Alex a meaningful glance.

"She is, and he's ruggedly handsome," Alex said.

"So, are they famous?" Bryce asked.

Alex frowned, unsure of the answer. "I don't think so, other than on that website. Kelly's their most popular girl. Camille said that Duncan was super friendly and easy to work with, though."

"His huge fucking cock certainly didn't hurt things either," Toni said, winking at her.

Alex couldn't help but giggle, and she immediately had an image of the scene that he'd acted in. She couldn't remember what the actress he was with looked like, but she remembered him for sure.

"Oh, someone else packin' some heat?" Wade asked.

Toni giggled. "He's packing all the heat, baby."

"No shit?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and obviously impressed.

"How big?" Bryce asked, then looked over at Wade. "No homo," he added, with a grin and a shrug. Wade laughed in response, but then both looked at Toni, then Alex.

"God... like... what would you say Alex?" Toni asked.

"I don't know," she said, a little embarrassed. "It was big, I know that. 9 inches?" she guessed.

"Jesus," Bryce said. "I mean, I'm a big dude, but... fuck..."

Alex giggled. "Intimidated?"

He grinned, but then said, "Hell yeah, can I change my answer?"

She giggled, seeing that he was kidding.

"Damn, that's bigger than me," Wade said.

"I've got to know," Toni said, looking over. "How big is your cock, Bryce?"

Wade laughed, and Alex covered her face in mild embarrassment.

"Jesus, Toni," she said. "Bryce, you don't have to answer that."

He chuckled. "What dude doesn't want to talk about his dick?"

"Small-dicked guys," Toni said, winking. "Pull that thing out."

"Toni," Alex said, raising an eyebrow in warning. "Behave!"

Toni giggled, but then pouted for a moment.

Bryce watched the two of a few seconds, but then winked. "I guess Alex will have to tell you, eventually."

Toni pouted again as Alex checked her phone.

"We better get going," she said, drawing a whine from her twin. "We've got class in the morning and work tomorrow," she pointed out.

"Boo," Toni said, turning and kissing Wade before moving to her feet.

Bryce helped Alex up after standing up himself, and the four had a relatively quiet drive back to Wade's truck.

On the way back to her house, she rode next to Bryce, and could see Toni riding with Wade in his vehicle. Since Wade had to stop for gas, Alex knew she had some time, and wondered if she should be a little naughty with her "friend".

The two conversed idly while he drove her home, and she felt a flutter of excitement as he reached over and took her hand in his. She sighed wistfully then, having realized that offering to suck his cock would spoil the moment, and decided that she'd just have to make good on her earlier promise to Toni later.

He pulled up and hopped out, then waited for her to slide out behind him.

"So... thank you for coming with me," she said, looking up and seeing him staring at her.

"Thanks for letting me come see you and your twin sister naked," he said. "So... I... have no idea how I'm supposed to possibly take it slow with you," he said after a few seconds of awkward silence.

She giggled. "Me either," she admitted. "What I do know is that I'm not some silly girl that plays games. I'm not going to pretend to be disinterested so that you'll pursue me. I'm not going to try and make you jealous or see if I can provoke a reaction."

"That's good," he said. "Cuz I don't play games either. I see something, I normally go right for it. But... I think you might be worth changing my life for."

She felt her heart pounding from his words and couldn't help but feel a rush of affection for him. After a few seconds of staring at him with goo-goo eyes, she shook her head and cleared her head of all the girly thoughts that were swimming around up there.

"Stop being adorable and listen," she said.

He chuckled, but wisely fell silent.

"What I'm saying is... I understand that it's not going to be easy to take it slow. If I don't hear from you for a week, I'm not going to freak out. I understand how guys work a lot better than most girls."

He nodded. "I appreciate that. I'm not going to be able to wait a week, though. You'll hear from me, gorgeous. Plus... since I'm not your boyfriend... I'll be able to come in to where you work and get a look at them titties again."

She rolled her eyes. "Nevermind," she said icily. "I've changed my mind."

He laughed loudly at that, but then sighed hard and looked at her. "You know what... hell no. When can I take you out?" he asked.

She giggled in amusement and looked up at him. "That was fast," she said. After looking at him hard for a few seconds, she finally relented and giggled at him. "Sure. When?"

"God... whenever you want," he said, laughing weakly. "Whatever you want. I don't care, I just want to be with you."

She snickered. "Stop laying it on so thick," she begged him.

"I'm not! You're... intoxicating."

"Thank you," she said. "That's always nice to hear."

He sighed deeply.

"You aren't scared off yet, so I'm going to allow myself to hold out a little hope that you might be able to handle Toni and I."

"Both of you, huh?" he asked.

She nodded. "We're twins, handsome. It's a package deal."

"Doesn't that make Wade your boyfriend?" he asked, looking playfully confused.

She sighed and stared at him flatly. "Are you finished?" she asked.

"I will be later when I get home," he said. "My girl is leaving me with blue-balls."

"You're the one that wanted to wait so that you didn't mess anything up," she pointed out.

"And I stand by that statement," he said. "I think."

"If you're a good boy and treat me right, I might let you come and watch Toni and I fuck all my friends," she said, delighting in the playful groan that he gave out

Giggling, she turned and walked up the steps to her house, but then felt him come up behind her quickly and turned.

He pushed her up against the front door hard, causing her to cry out softly in delighted surprise. One hand moved to her waist, but it was what he did with the other that surprised her. Oozing confidence, he grabbed her by the neck, his hand squeezing to let her know that he was in control, but also as soft as she'd ever felt a man be. His thumb from his other hand was curled up under her chin, and she felt her pussy grow damp as he drew her face up to his.

Silently, she begged him to take her, but he didn't. Instead, he stared at her in complete silence for a good ten seconds. Desperately, she willed him to kiss her, grope her, slide his finger in her panties, or just get it over with and fuck her, but he wouldn't. She wasn't going to break though, and just stared hard back up at him. That was until his voice, suddenly sounding much more commanding and surprisingly more confident than it normally did, surprised her.

"I'm going to spoil you fucking rotten," he said.

She grinned, staring up at him, then saw him leaning in, and closed her eyes as they met in a soft, electric kiss. He pulled her tight up to him, easily moving her where he wanted, and caused her to whimper again.

Then, he let her go and stepped back, grinning widely as he did so.

"Ugh," she said, frowning as he walked away. "You did that on purpose," she said, suddenly realizing what he'd been doing.

"You needed a little payback for all the times you've left me turned on," he said, grinning.

"Did you forget about the time you jerked off in my underwear with me still in them! Or how about when you shoved your cock in my mouth? Or the other time you shoved your cock in my mouth. Or the time you actually shoved it in my pussy?"

He fixed her with his infuriatingly confident look. "Nope," he said with a wink.

"Fuck," she said, grabbing him and yanking him back in, her lips quickly finding his and furiously kissing him. "Fucker," she muttered.

He chuckled, kissing her hard for several seconds, but she forced herself to break it off, staring hard at him.

"God... I want to sneak you up to my room..." she whimpered, clutching at him as if he were a security blanket.

He smirked and shook his head. "You just got done with a nude photo shoot and you're worried about your parents seeing me go upstairs with you?"

She giggled, seeing how ridiculous it sounded.

"I like you Alex," he said, kissing her again. "I like you a lot."

She sighed, leaning back against the door as he turned and started to walk away.

"Text you tomorrow," he called out.

"Bye... fucker," she said, drawing laughs as he walked to his truck.

Sighing hard, she turned and unlocked the door with her key, then stepped in and went directly to her room.

*****

Sam

Work was typically busy for a Wednesday. She caught Kara in one of the few slow moments, though, and was able to talk to her.

"I'm needing a favor," Sam said. "I have a problem and I want to talk with you sometime. Maybe... we can go to lunch or something?"

Kara looked over, then nodded. "Tomorrow?" she asked.

"Sure. I'll text you," Sam said.

"Deal," Kara replied.

That evening, Sam had just gotten home from work and was getting ready for bed when she heard footsteps coming down the hall. She turned as Dane knocked on the door frame.

"Hey," she said, tossing the second shoe to the floor.

"Can we talk?" he asked. "I know you're probably tired, so it can wait if it has to."

She nodded and waved him in. As he entered and shut the door, she saw that he was in a pair of boxers and a t-shirt and groaned silently at the dirty thoughts creeping into her head.

"What's on your mind?" she managed to force out as she tore her eyes away from the clothed package that was bobbing toward her.

"That... is quite the getup," he said, looking down at her.

She glanced down, realizing that she was still in her work uniform, and felt a flush of embarrassment.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I'll change."

He'd been about to sit down on the bed, but quickly stood back up as she undid the tie on her shirt.

Someone else's voice, though it came from her throat, said, "Oh stop it, you've seen a woman naked before. I'm not taking off my panties."

He stood awkwardly still for a moment, but then turned and sat down on the bed, glancing over at her. She watched him in the mirror while she pulled her top off. She hadn't actually meant to be topless in front of him, but it was too late before she remembered that she didn't wear a bra with her work clothes, and couldn't help but feel a whisper of excitement when she saw the wide-eyed look on his face, along with a hint of a smile for the briefest of moments.

"Sorry," she said, grabbing a nearby shirt. Delighting in the reaction a simple glimpse of her breasts had garnered, she wondered what it was about being noticed and appreciated that excited her so. She may have taken a little more time in getting a shirt on than she needed, but she didn't think he'd mind.

After ten seconds of pulling her shirt on , she sighed and stretched her arms a bit, enjoying the feeling of being in comfortable clothing again.

"So, what's going on?" she asked, going to the mirror a few seconds later to start pulling the braids in her hair apart, wanting to brush it out so that she didn't get a headache that night and have to do extra work to deal with it in the morning.

The girl in the mirror seemed to smirk at her again.

"I uh... I think we need to talk about some things," he said, looking over from where he'd sat down on the end of her bed.

She looked back, seeing his trepidation and wondered if he was upset or something.

"Are you okay?" she asked. "What's going on?"

"Huh?" he asked, having been lost in thought for a second. "Oh... sorry..."

"Dane," she said, turning and looking at him. "Are you okay? You're acting a little weird."

He sighed and nodded. "I was thinking about that uniform you wear. I haven't seen it before."

She smirked. "You've never eaten at Double D's?"

He shook his head, his expression a bit strained. "I haven't. It's a little exploitive for my tastes."

She raised her eyebrows in surprise at that. "You're serious?" she asked.

He nodded.

"But you allow me to work there?" she asked.

He chuckled. "I don't have any say in where you work, Sam. I'm not your boss."

She smirked again and looked back at the mirror.

"Don't you get lots of looks and stuff?" he asked.

She glanced back. "Seriously? That's the entire point of eating there. The food is okay, but it's not like... life-changing or anything. People go there because they like the way the girls look."

"I know... I know, I just didn't ever think I'd see sweet little Sam wearing skimpy clothes and working in a place like that."

She turned around, feeling a little worried that he was disappointed in her.

"You're ashamed that I work there?" she guessed.

He looked up at her sharply. "What? No, of course not! I just think that you're too good of a person to be working there."

She breathed a little easier, glad that he wasn't embarrassed of her or something. She realized then how much his approval meant but tucked that little nugget of information deep down inside where it wouldn't cause any trouble.

"I appreciate that, but don't you have wet t-shirt contests at your bar?"

He stammered for a second, but then sighed and looked at her in obvious defeat. "Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry, Sam. I'm just... I'm trying to get something off my chest and I'm letting that cloud all my other thoughts."

She nodded, grabbing the brush and starting to run it through her satiny blonde locks.

"Well, you know that I love you, right?" she asked him, meeting his eyes through the mirror.

He nodded.

"And nothing... nothing you could ever do would make that change, okay?" she asked, feeling like she was talking down to him, or maybe to a child.

To be fair, he was kind of acting like one.

He nodded though, and she felt a little better.

"So... man up, buttercup, and tell me what's wrong," she said, still looking at his reflection.

"Man up, buttercup?" he asked, his expression amused and shocked at the same time.

"Mmmhmm," she said with a wink.

He laughed, shook his head and then looked back up at her.

"Touché," he said.

Sighing deeply, he looked down, then back up at her. "We need to have a difficult discussion," he said. "A private one," he added.

She'd just finished brushing her hair and looked over at him in mild surprise.

"Okay," she said after a long silence.

She had no idea what this was going to be about or what his concerns were, but with the jumble of thoughts racing through her head and mixing with her pent-up arousal and emotions, none of them were good. She briefly considered sitting there on the chair in front of her mirror, but then saw him moving back onto the bed and making room for her. Standing, she gave him a comforting look, only half-forced, and moved over to the side she slept on. Sliding down, she sat and got comfortable. He looked over at the door though and stood back up. Padding quietly back over, he gently locked the door and reapproached her, sitting back where he'd been before.

"I don't want anyone walking in and seeing us in our underwear, or hearing what we're talking about," he said quietly.

She nodded, then suddenly realized what he was probably upset about.

"Dane, I'm sorry for kissing you," she said.

He looked up, but she was looking down and didn't see his face. "I don't know what came over me, but I've just been so... sexually frustrated lately," she said, choosing her words carefully. "I just couldn't help myself and..."