The Letter Jacket

"Morning," she blurted out, causing them to jump and her mother laughed before hitting him with a cloth pot holder with a whispered, "I told you."

"Sleep okay, sweetie?" her father asked before kissing her on the head and taking a seat at the table to read the paper.

"Waffles this morning," Karen announced to her daughter, who expressed her appreciation. "Did you have a good time with Austin last night?" she asked.

Lily froze and her stomach knotted up. "When?"

"Pinning his jacket."

"Oh. Yeah. And then we watched a movie in my room afterwards. It was nice."

"Was it one of your scary movies?" Karen asked, scrunching up her nose.

"Yep."

"BOO!" Austin belted as he grabbed Lily's ribs from behind, causing her to squeal before hitting him on the arm repeatedly.

"I hate that!" she yelled while she hit him. Everyone laughed and Austin hugged her and kissed her on the top of the head like he always has.

"Lily said she pinned your jacket last night, sport. Let's see it," demanded Glen.

"Can I show them?" Lily asked, jumping up from her chair.

Austin knew she just wanted to wear it again. "Sure. I think I left it in your room last night."

"You did," she called out over her shoulder as she bolted up the stairs.

"She seems more excited about it than you are," said Karen.

"I guess so," he shrugged.

A moment later, Lily burst into the kitchen modeling her brother's freshly pinned letter jacket. She twirled around once like a fashion model on a runway, catching Austin's eye. "Austin said I could wear it," she bragged.

"It's a little big on you, squirt," laughed Glen, "But it looks good on you."

She winked at Austin, "I think so." He smiled at that.

She plopped into her father's lap and he inspected the pins. "You did a great job, Lily." Karen was by his side, looking over his shoulder and confirmed his opinion.

"Thank you. I wanted it to look right for Austin." She again gave him a flirty smile. Her heart was doing flips, and she was hoping his was, too.

"Listen, guys," Glen started. "Your mom and I are going up to Queens Lake to see Mr. Van Dyke's new cottage. He invited a few of us from the office, so we'll be back tomorrow evening. You gonna be okay without us?" he smiled.

"I think we'll manage," smirked Austin.

"He wants us up there for a barbecue lunch, so we'll be heading out as soon as we clean up."

Lily could barely contain her excitement. She just wanted to spend two days kissing her brother and was ready for her parents to leave. Austin shot her a look that let her know he was excited about it, too. After breakfast he went upstairs to change so he could get the yard done before they left.

He was just wrapping up the extension cord when his parents walked out to the garage. They told him good-bye and reminded him not to burn down the house or have a giant party, and let him know they had left money on the table for food. They were halfway down the driveway when he hung the coiled extension cord on a hook and closed the garage door. As soon as he walked into the kitchen, he saw Lily sitting there, swinging her feet on the barstool, giving him an excited smile.

"I think I'm going to call Rob and see if he wants to hang out," he said, not even looking her way.

"You'd better not!" she yelled, causing him to burst up the stairs laughing, twin sister in tow, laughing just as hard. He ran straight down the hall and into the bathroom, slamming it closed and locking it before she could get there. She pounded on the door, yelling for him to let her in.

"Somebody in here," he said nonchalantly.

"Open the damned door!" she laughed.

"Occupado!"

"Austin!"

He laughed, opening the door and saw her standing there with a mocking grin. "Hey, Lil."

She relaxed a little. "Hi."

"You look so good right now. I just want to take a quick shower and clean up, but I'm not going anywhere. I want to stay right here with you."

"Can I still get a kiss first? I haven't had one from you since last night."

"Of course. I'm overdue myself."

She leaned in and they kissed for just a moment, not touching except for their lips. When she pulled away, they were both smiling again.

"Be right out," he said. "Unless you want to join me?" He wriggled his eyebrows.

"Really?"

"Are you serious?" He suddenly wasn't joking.

She just shrugged. "I don't know. Am I?"

"Umm. . ."

She turned away and laughed. "You're such a dork," she called as she approached the stairs.

Austin took a quick, but confusing shower. Now he was suddenly imagining his tiny sister in here with him, slick and wet. He tried to shake that thought from his mind, but he had already used her as masturbation fuel plenty of times, so what the hell, he thought, letting the fantasy play out in his mind.

Ten minutes later he was downstairs, clean and fresh, in jeans and a t-shirt. Lily was on the couch in short denim shorts and a black baby doll t-shirt, which accentuated just how small she really was. Austin wasn't sure she had heard him come down the steps because she didn't move. He looked her over and appreciated even more, how beautiful she looked. She hadn't done anything special that he could see, just putting on her normal very light application of makeup and keeping her hair down, which she usually did anyway.

She was just so. Damned. Cute.

"Hey, gorgeous," he said as he approached. Her face lit up at his compliment.

"Gorgeous?" she blushed. "Isn't that a little over the top?"

He sat down on the arm of the couch and slid onto the cushion. "Nope. I just don't have the vocabulary to do better than 'gorgeous'. I wish I could do better."

"No one's ever called me gorgeous before."

"Like I said," he shrugged, "Guys are idiots."

She crawled over on top of him and with her face inches from his, she stroked his hair over his ear, feeling his hand rest on her lower back. "I know I'm not the first one to say this, but you're pretty gorgeous yourself." She gently pressed her lips to his and licked his upper lip, bringing a flinch and moan from her brother. She giggled a little bit as she continued to kiss him, because his dick began to grow and poked her in the lower stomach while his hand gripped her back more firmly. She loved knowing that he was this turned on; in fact it turned her on and she knew that her panties were getting damp.

Austin pulled away less than an inch and whispered, "For someone who's never kissed anyone before, you sure are good at it."

"I'm inspired," she smiled. Austin reached up and kissed her again, this time with more passion. He slid his hand into the hair at the back of her head, and she moaned into his mouth, grinding her groin against his instinctively. He reciprocated by arching his hips against her slightly. He took the risk as they continued to kiss passionately, and slid his hand down to rest on her tiny, denim-covered butt. She giggled against his lips before pulling back a little. "Are you touching my butt?" she asked with a smile.

"Yeah," he answered with a smile. His smile quickly turned nervous. "Is that okay?"

"Yeah," she nodded. "No one's ever touched it before. It's nice."

"You have a nice butt," he said, giving it a squeeze. He brought the other hand down and squeezed both cheeks. "Look at that, a perfect fit."

"I guess it's meant to be."

"I guess so," Austin answered. "Um. . . Lil?" She arched her eyebrows to let him know she was listening. "I. . . you can. . . I mean, I don't want you to feel like you can't touch me, too, you know? I mean, I don't have any expectations or anything, but I love you and I want you to do whatever you want. You can touch me wherever you want. I trust you and I want you to feel safe."

Her stomach knotted up, but she couldn't tell if it was fear or excitement. "What are you asking for, Austin?" she asked, her brow furrowed.

"I'm not asking for anything," he said quickly. "I swear. I just want you to feel comfortable. I won't reject you at all, I promise. Okay?"

"Okay," she nodded.

"I love you, Lil," he smiled, bringing a smile and returned "I love you, too," from her.

She sat up onto her knees on the cushion and asked, "Can we stand up, then? I can't hug you right if you're lying down."

He sat up and she pulled him up to his feet to stand before him. For the first time they were able to hug and kiss standing up, for the first time as lovers more than as brother and sister. She unashamedly wrapped her arms around his waist and tilted her head back, looking into his eyes. He wrapped her in his arms and leaned down to kiss her deeply. For the first time they were shameless in their kissing, allowing their bodies to respond unfettered in the pleasure and excitement they were feeling.

Even before Austin returned his hands to his sister's ass, she had moved her hands down to his and squeezed it, pulling him tighter against her. She moaned again, not only at the touch of his hands, but at the feeling of his muscular form in her hands and against her body. She ran her hands up his back and down to his ass several times, savoring the feel of his strong back. She could imagine herself on the cover of the romance novels she liked to read, wrapped in the strong arms of her lover. There was only one thing missing. She broke the kiss and stepped back.

"Austin, can. . . can you take off your shirt?"

He smiled. "Of course. Should I do it, or do you want to?"

She hadn't thought about that, but the idea suddenly appealed to her, sending a little jolt to her crotch. "I want to," she giggled.

He didn't say a word, but smiled as he stepped forward a little in invitation. She pulled the hem of his shirt over his head and he pulled his arms through. She held the t-shirt in one hand as she looked at her brother's form, but dropped it on the floor beside her and placed her hands on his chest. As she slowly and lightly ran her hands over his chest, her pleasure increased.

So did his. He couldn't believe how sensual it was to feel her hands on his chest and stomach. His heart was beating faster and his erection throbbed in his jeans. He was getting warmer and he felt the heat of her fingers and palms as they caressed him. "Wow, Lil. I can't believe how good this feels. I love your touch."

She was surprised and looked up at him. He had a look of peace, but also. . . something else, something she didn't recognize, or at least couldn't put her finger on. Suddenly she was in his arms again and his tongue was in her mouth. Her arms were up around his neck and she was completely lost in the kiss, unlike she had been before. Her body was hot and the room suddenly felt very, very warm.

Austin's hands were under her shirt, touching her bare back just above her waistband. She suddenly understood, at least somewhat, the difference between being touched over her clothes, and touched against bare skin. She wanted more; she wanted to feel what he had felt. Still kissing, she muttered into his mouth, "Take off my shirt."

"What? Are you sure?"

"Yeah," she breathed, nodding frantically. "It's okay; I still have on my bra." She couldn't believe she wanted her brother to see her, to touch her, but she did. For the first time in her life she wanted a boy to touch her like this RIGHT NOW! It was almost beyond her control. At least she trusted her brother.

He lifted her shirt from the hem, pulling it straight over her head and watched her hair fall back into place. He had never seen this look in her eyes before. But he loved it. He quickly admired her body. "Damn, you're hot, Lil." She was small and thin, wearing a tiny blue bra. "And I like your bra. It's so sexy." He barely got the words out before she was hanging from his neck again, her tongue chasing his. He quickly scooped her up and was surprised when she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled tight against him. His hands immediately moved from her back to her ass, supporting her weight. She moaned into his mouth and ground against his very obvious erection. He moaned in response.

It seemed to Lily that her body was fighting against her, moving on its own. Her hips began to grind in small circles, feeling his erection pressing into her clitoris. She had masturbated before on occasion, but it had never felt like this. The knowledge that he was hard for her and the feeling that he loved her and wanted her like this, pushed her forward. He moaned into her mouth, feeling the same heat and passion and rising arousal.

Austin had never felt like this either. Seeing Lily this passionate and sexual, and expressing that desire for him was outrageous. As she ground herself against him she didn't know that she was rubbing right at the most sensitive part of his body, right on the underside of his head, and she had his nerves firing on all cylinders.

Lily's breath picked up and became heavy and sporadic. She knew what was happening and couldn't believe it. She didn't want it to, but she also did. She didn't want to stop the feeling or the climb, but was mortified at the thought that she was going to have an orgasm. Oddly enough, that made her even more excited: the fact that her brother was not only the cause of her climax, but also a witness to it. She buried her face in Austin's neck and squealed into it as her release burst through her.

Austin watched and heard and experienced a woman's orgasm for the first time, and that was enough for him. As Lily's hips thrust spasmodically against his cock, he couldn't control himself anymore and the fire of his own release burst forth into his underwear.

Lily heard her brother grunt over her shoulder and felt the throbbing of his erection. His hips lurched a few times and his breathing became heavy. She could feel him getting weaker and she unwrapped her legs from around his waist so she could catch herself before he dropped her. As soon as her feet were under her she looked up at him and he collapsed onto their father's recliner. His face was red and he looked tired. She knelt on the floor in front him, resting her hands and chin on his knee. He looked down at her tiredly.

"Did you. . .?" she asked, her eyebrows raised.

He closed his eyes and looked down. "I'm sorry, Lil. I didn't mean to."

"No! It's okay!" she exclaimed. He looked back up at her and smiled, relieved. "I did, too. You made me do it, too." She giggled and buried her face in her hands. "I can't believe I did that."

"It was beautiful. So sexy. I couldn't believe it," he said, leaning forward. She looked up at him with a gentle smile. "You're the reason I. . . finished. Yours pushed mine out of me."

"I. . . I did that to you?"

He nodded emphatically. "Lil, that was the sexiest thing I've ever seen, ever been a part of."

"Me, too." They smiled at each other, relieved that they both enjoyed it. "Do you need to rest?" she asked.

"No, but I need to go clean up. I kind of made a mess in my pants."

"Yeah," she laughed, "I guess so. I should probably clean up, too," she said, blushing. "I made a mess in my panties." She whispered panties like she was afraid someone would hear her say that word to her brother.

She helped him up off the recliner and looked down at his crotch, but didn't see a wet spot or anything. She was kind of disappointed, hoping for a little visible evidence. When he turned around, she stuck her hand to her crotch to feel if there was anything there, but all she felt was a moist heat.

"Hey, Austin?" He turned around. "Can I see your. . . your underwear?"

"I don't know; can I see yours?"

"You've already seen my bra."

"It's not the same."

"Besides, you don't have to pull your pants down. I just want to see what kind you're wearing."

"Okay, but it's a fair trade if you do the same."

She thought about it for a second and thought it sounded okay. She nodded her assent. Austin unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and pulled the side of the waist down. She saw his lime green boxer briefs. "Ooh, I like those," she cooed. It had been years since she saw him in his underwear, long before he developed at all, at certainly not as a boyfriend. Back then he wore simple white briefs, the kind that mom bought in packages of six or eight. This was definitely different. She then unsnapped hers and pulled down on the side just as he had, revealing matching blue panties to her little bra. He could tell they were cut high, but didn't know anything else about them.

"Nice," he said. "I like the matching set. Blue is your color. Matches your eyes."

Her heart fluttered at his compliment. "What kind are you going to put on next?" she asked, bouncing on her toes with her hands clasped in front of her.

"What kind would you like me to wear?" he asked with a smile.

She blurted it out before she lost the nerve. "None!" She immediately covered her mouth with her hands, giggling at her own boldness.

"But if I don't wear underwear," teased Austin, "Then I won't have any control over—" He didn't say the last word, but just pointed at his crotch with his eyebrow raised.

She took her hand away from her mouth just long enough to say, "I know," before replacing it over her huge grin.

He shrugged. "If you're sure." That got him an excited nod.

"What kind do you want me to wear?"

He just looked at her with his head cocked a little like she should already know the answer to that. Her jaw dropped in mock surprise as he turned to walk to the bathroom.

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As Lily was slipping her shorts back on after cleaning up, her phone buzzed on the desk. She picked it up and noticed a text from her parents.

Dad: house burned down yet?

Lily: small fire, caught it in time

Dad: HAHA! Good work! Lake and cottage are beautiful. Mr V grilling again tomorrow night and invited us to stay. Dinner at 5, not home til late, maybe 12. Tell Austin?

Lily: Sure. Have fun!

Dad: OK, love you.

Lily: luv u both

More time for Austin, she thought, clapping excitedly. When she got downstairs she found Austin in the kitchen, still in his jeans and again in a t-shirt. This one was tighter so it hugged his body, unlike the other one. She felt herself getting excited again. His upper back was broad and strong, but his waist was narrow and lean. She walked up behind him, admiring his build and specifically his butt in his jeans.

"Hey," she purred, the first time she had ever tried to sound sexy.

He turned around and smiled, resting his butt and hands on the counter behind him. He scanned her up and down shamelessly. "You are so damn sexy, Lil."

"I'm glad you think so. Is this still okay?" she asked with a smile.

"Hell, yeah, it's okay!" Austin couldn't get over how amazing she looked. Now she was wearing the same shorts and same bra, but no shirt, standing barefoot, enveloped in his big blue letter jacket.

She stuck her lip out in a pout. "Just okay?"

"I told you my vocabulary is limited," he snickered, "But you looking amazing, Lil."

"Better," she laughed, running into his arms. They kissed for a moment and he wrapped his arms around her bare waist underneath the jacket. She grabbed his ass through his jeans and pulled back a little, giving him a questioning look. He just smiled. She slid her hands up and then tucked them a little bit into the back of his jeans, trying to feel for a waistband. He just smiled and shrugged when her eyes registered the shock that he actually wasn't wearing any.

"May I?" he asked as he began sliding his hands down inside the back of her shorts and he didn't feel any panties. She smiled and blushed again. She blushed even more when she felt his unrestrained erection pressing against her stomach. She stepped back and looked down to watch his jeans move as he filled out. She had never seen that before and was fascinated and aroused. "If you'll excuse me," he said before reaching down and grabbing it so he could point it upward. "That's better." He pulled her back in for a kiss before the oven beeped.