A little awkward, but not bad.

“Well, uh, after we told each other how we felt we kissed," Mason said with a little uncertainty. "Well actually I was saying how I felt and she just kind of pulled me down and kissed me."

That made the sporty girl guffaw. A boisterous, throaty roar that bounced off the walls. She threw her head back and kicked her legs like a swimmer. But she spoke as soon as she caught her breath.

"Damn! You go girl!" Viv cheered for the absent Japanese girl. Then, noticing the confused look on his face, she elaborated. "Look sometimes a girl just has to reach out and take what she wants. I mean, if I was in her position I probably would have just tackled you to the ground and fucked you there and then."

There was a long pause.

Mason tried very hard to fight away the image that conjured. The slim and fit Latina on top of him in a reverse cowgirl position. Round asscheeks flexing and shaking as she bounced up and down his fat cock. All the while moaning like a whore about how Mason was really her big brother after all.

But he failed miserably. The only two upsides were that his shameful erection went unnoticed. And it seemed his sister wasn't exactly happy with what just came out of her mouth. At least based on the way her eyes widened and her face flushed.

"Well not you, obviously," Viv clarified hurriedly. "Just, you know, if a guy I was really crushing on was fumbling through a confession I might lose my patience too."

Throwing shade at him seemed to even her keel a bit. So after a little shifting (thankfully avoiding her brother's massive dick), she asked another question.

"So then what? Did you two make out?" Mason was a little surprised she wanted to keep talking after that. In fact, he was a little surprised she didn't try to run away. But this wasn't the innocent Vina, the sheepish Yumi, or the professional Ms. Bailey sitting in his lap. (Nice as any of them would be.) This was his headstrong, brash, big sister. And if Viv was willing to push forward then he would as well.

"Yeah. I picked her up though. To make things easier," Mason explained. It was a lovely memory to revisit. And thinking back on it, that was probably the first dominant thing he did with her. And the feeling of effortlessly picking up his petite girlfriend had probably sparked something in him.

"Oh yeah?" Viv said, brown eyes locked on the screen. It was a strange and somewhat disturbing notion, not being able to get a read on his sister. For as devious as she was, the athletic girl tended to wear her heart on her sleeve. And after a lifetime Mason was pretty fluent in Viv's body language. But now he had run into a hitherto unseen poker face. "And how'd she feel about that?"

"She liked it," The tall teen said. "Is that alright?"

His Latina sister turned to face him. She gave him a smug, know-it-all smirk.

"Uh, if she liked it, then obviously dummy. I'm guessing pequeñita is on the subby side?" The blond gave a small nod. He wasn't sure he should be giving away Yumi's secrets. But Viv wouldn't do anything that bad to their Japanese neighbor. "Lucky boy. Then don't worry. A little manhandling is half the fun of a big partner. Or I guess a little one in this case. Just have a talk with her at some point. Lay out some rules and limits, stuff like that."

"We actually did that today," Mason said, blushing quite a bit. "We, uh, came up with a… safe word."

It shouldn't have been that embarrassing to admit that. After all, he was just doing the responsible thing. And thanks to Luxuria he knew that Viv wasn't exactly vanilla. But none of that helped. And the Latina girl's wolf whistle didn't help.

"Well look at my baby brother already dipping a toe into the kinky shit," She said, bizarrely, unmistakably, proud of him. "Good for you! Sex is supposed to be fun. No one wants to sleep with a prude."

"I guess that's true," Mason agreed bashfully.

"So did you make the first move?" Viv asked him.

"Kind of," He said. Knowing what he knew now Mason wishes he could say yes. "Yumi asked if we could actually do it. But I started the physical stuff."

"Well don't tease me llorón," Viv chided him petulantly. "I didn't say some of the juicy details."

"You're enjoying this too much," Mason said. Still, he was already in for a penny. And it was nice reminiscing about last night. Even if it wasn't helping his boner situation. "Well, I kissed her again. And while we did I grabbed her… butt…"

Mason's face was burning. He wished he could conjure the same confidence he had with Yumi. But it wasn't coming. And his sister's reaction didn't help. She let out a soft hum and her pink tongue darted out to wet her lips.

"That's where I would start too. She's got a cute little ass doesn't she?" Mason's eyebrows rocketed up beneath bangs. But Viv could only roll her brown eyes. "I'm not blind, llorón. Just because she's your girl doesn't mean I'm not going to notice the goods."

"And you call me a perv," Mason grumbled. Not that he could exactly take the high ground there. Not while he was making plans to bang every hot woman he knew. "Then I took off my shirt and then hers. She was really insecure about her chest."

"Next time she's over we can commiserate then. You two drinking yet?" Viv groused. That fact was definitely something Mason should have kept to himself. But he knew his sister felt the same way about her own B-cup breasts. So maybe she could help. "It sucks the way Titty Monsters always seem to snap up the good guys."

"You don't seem to mind snapping them up first," He pointed out jokingly. The Latina girl gave him a toothy grin.

"Well, it's hard to be mad at someone once you get them between your legs. There's a free tip for you," Viv said with a wink.

"Thanks," Mason said with a chuckle. "And for what's it worth I think you look great just the way you are."

"Thank you, Mason," Viv said, taking the rare opportunity to use his real name. "And hey Yumi made sure at least one of us flat girls got a good guy."

It was probably one of the nicest things his older sister had ever said to him. Even if she still had to do it in a roundabout way. Before he knew it Mason's arms left the rests and wrapped around her. He pulled her into a hug, unintentionally feeling her tight and toned form pressed against his chest.

But sibling hugs were always a little awkward. So that wasn't enough to make her pull away. In fact, she leaned into the hug, resting her ponytailed head against him. At least for a moment. Then her hand slithered free of the blanket and planted in his face.

Viv pushed him back until she was free.

"Alright enough mushy shit," The fit girl said. "Did you play with her tits? It helps, you know?"

"I did. They were really sensitive," Mason explained, feeling a little less awkward than before. "Especially her, uh, nipples."

"Did you suck them?" When her brother shook his head, Viv clicked her tongue disapprovingly. "Well do it next time. Trust me, it's fun for everyone."

The gigantic teen wasn't sure whether she meant it was fun to be on the giving or receiving side of the equation. Maybe she meant both. But he couldn't bring himself to ask for clarification.

"Then what?" The Latina demanded impatiently. Apparently even that small of a pause was too much.

"Well we… did it," Mason said, not sure exactly how much to say.

"Fuck," His sister said, rolling her brown eyes so hard they threatened to fall right out of her head. "That's the word you're looking for llorón. You fucked Yumi. You whipped out your cock, shoved it in her pussy, and fucked her."

"Fine! I get it!” Mason blurted out before she had a chance to keep going. While it was technically true, there was something disquieting about how blunt Viv was being. “I fucked Yumi. There. Happy?”

The young swarthy woman gave him a toothy grin before she spoke. As always she seemed indecently proud of getting beneath his skin.

“I’m just trying to be helpful,” Viv said puckishly. “So… Missionary?”

“Yeah,” Mason said with a sigh. He wasn’t sure why Lilith had given him shit about his choice of position. And he wasn’t really looking forward to his sister doing the same. “Is that a problem?”

“Like I said, If you both like it then no,” She said frankly. “Just don’t be afraid to try other ones. Especially doggy. That feels good.”

Once again a silence fell between the siblings. But this time Viv hardly seemed phased about what she said. It was mostly just Mason blushing.

“So how was it?” Viv eventually asked him when she realized he wasn’t going to say anything.

“It was…” The teen was at a loss for how to describe the indescribable. How could he put into words the feeling of being inside another person? The warm, wet, and wonderfully alive feeling of her wrapped around his manhood. The feeling of being joined with another human being. And not just any human, but Yumi. The girl he had fallen in love with, without even realizing it. “Good.”

Mason decided to buy a thesaurus at some point. And maybe he would try and pay a bit more attention in English class going forward.

“Just good?” Viv teased.

“No! It was amazing! It’s just… hard to put into words,” Mason hastily corrected himself. Even behind her back, he wanted to stand up for Yumi. Though there was one thing. One issue the young, Latina woman could help with. It was just an odd one to bring up.

“Just spit it out, llorón,” She said shortly.

“Well there was a… size problem,” He said awkwardly. Then he realized how that sounded and quickly added, “A fitting problem I mean.”

And the Man Meat perk assured that the problem would be more intense going forward. At least the traits he got for Yumi would mean he would always be able to have sex with her. But not every girl would. But maybe his sister would have some words of wisdom (or what counted as wisdom in Viv Land) for him.

The young woman fixed him with a contemplative gaze. One of her carefully trimmed brows quirked and her plump lips pursed, as she considered what he said. No doubt her mind’s eye was comparing the height difference between her not-so-little brother and his positively minuscule girlfriend.

“I can see that. Petite girls can be really tight. And they don’t get much more petite than Yumi,” Viv said sympathetically. But then she rolled her head and squirmed awkwardly. “You’re not gonna like this, but if I’m going to be able to help I need to know what I’m working with. Comprendo?”

It took a moment, but Mason eventually understood. His cheeks darkened and he found himself questioning her logic. On the one hand, it did make an odd sort of sense. But on the other, her Wincest perk cast a shadow over her motivations. But in the end, the tall teen decided that it was only at rank one. So he would trust her. He freed his hands from beneath the blanket and held up his pointer fingers about a foot apart from each other.

The blond giant wasn’t sure what reaction that would earn. But he definitely didn’t expect a loud scoff and a roll of the eyes. But that’s what he got.

“Fuck off llorón,” Viv said contemptuously.

“What?” He asked.

“Oh, nothing. I’m sure my baby brother has just been hiding a pornstar, monster cock all this time,” She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Well look, however big you actually are-”

“I’m telling the truth!” Mason protested. Given the Latina woman’s taut cheeks were a scant few inches away from feeling just how honest he was being, this should have been funny. Instead, it was a little frustrating. He didn’t let people be aware of his enlarged cock for nothing.

“However big you actually are,” She enunciated emphatically. “The best thing you can do is to make sure she’s nice and wet.”

“I did,” He insisted.

“I’m sure you think you did,” Viv said, reaching up and condescendingly patting him on the head. “But here’s some more free advice: Pussies are more complex than dicks. And there’s a difference between wet and wet.”

“She was.” The bespectacled teen was growing more frustrated with his sister. She was seemingly determined to try and frame him as an inadequate lover (which wasn’t at all surprising.) Then again it wasn’t her in Yumi’s room last night. It wasn’t her hand in the tiny girl’s sodden panties. And it wasn’t her fingers that still smelled faintly of love juice the next morning.

“And what makes you so sure, Casanova?” The sporty woman asked cockily.

“Because…” Mason stopped himself short. He realized he was about to have to get into specifics. And that unsettled him, even if he couldn’t put his finger on exactly why. At first, he just thought he was being protective of Yumi. But while he couldn’t always trust Viv, he knew she would never hurt the shy girl. He also considered that he might not want to let on to the exact nature of their relationship. But his sister already knew everything this part of the story would tell her. Maybe that was it. Maybe this was just the point at which it became too awkward to talk about with his sibling. But he had already come this far.

While he was considering what to do, Viv looked up at him expectantly. As his silence stretched on she raised a single challenging eyebrow.

That steeled him. It may have been childish, but he wasn’t going to back down.

“Because I fingered her,” He said, his voice low in his throat.

“Oh really?” Viv asked, with a cocksure smile. “And you just happened to forget that until now, huh?”

And just like that, she had pressed him back against a wall. He had to tell her what happened, just to prove it was real. Mason swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly dry, and spoke.

“It was after she took off my boxers. She seemed a little intimidated by my… by me.” As he spoke Mason’s mind drifted back to last night, to the image of a nearly naked, morbidly embarrassed, but desperately horny Yumi. And even though he had just seen her, and fooled around with her, he already found himself missing his little Asian lover.

“I tried to make sure she was okay. But she insisted she was ready. Willing… and wet. And that she had been fantasizing about that moment for years.” As the blond spoke his voice grew heavier and huskier. “She was just so cute and so sexy. I couldn’t help myself. I sat down on her bed and scooped her into my lap. I slipped one hand into her panties and got her to tell me all about her fantasies. Until she came all over my hand.”

Mason was so lost in his memories that he didn’t even realize that he had been staring off into space. When he looked back down he found two coffee-brown eyes staring up at him intently. But despite the barely restrained ferocity of her gaze, the rest of Viv’s visage had once again slipped into that strange, hitherto unseen poker face. For a long, silent minute she simply stared up at him. Appraising him like a newly hooked fish. Eventually, though, she seemed to reach some conclusion. She closed her eyes and shifted a little in his lap.

And then it happened. It was inevitable.

His sister’s warm, well-built thigh pressed against the engorged head of his cock. At that moment all that separated them was the thin (pre-cum soaked) material of his pajamas. The contact was brief, probably not even a whole second, but it was still enough to make the teen go stiff. He was ready for her to yell at him. Or at the very least call him a pervert and thoroughly chew him out.

But that didn’t happen.

Instead, the athletic woman just ignored it and kept talking as though nothing had happened.

“Not bad,” Viv said aloofly before adding, “For your first time.”

Mason was blown away. Had she simply not noticed what had happened? No. That was impossible. There was no way his sister would ever miss an opportunity to embarrass him. And yet she did.

“Well then. I’ve got two suggestions. But you’re not gonna like the first one. Because part of it is you’re just going to have to give her some time to adjust. Practice makes perfect, right?”

It took a second for him to realize what the Latina woman was saying. He had completely forgotten what they were talking about. So it took a second to process what she had said.

“Alright,” He said automatically.

“And if going au naturel isn’t working you might just need some lube,” Viv explained bluntly.

“But we weren’t, uh… Doing, um… You know…” Mason stammered.

“It’s not just for butt stuff, perv,” She said dismissively. He wondered for a moment if Viv appreciated the irony of that statement. “It’s useful for all kinds of stuff.”

Mason gave a nondescript grunt. She was probably right. But he would have to figure out how to get his hands on some lube. Without his moms realizing it. Especially since they might jump to the same conclusion he did. He supposed he could just get Yumi to stop at a gas station or a **** store and buy some. But he could only imagine how uncomfortable that would make the poor girl. Maybe he could just get her to wait in the car.

Suddenly he felt a pair of strong fingers pinch his cheek.

“Stop!” Viv demanded. “I’ve got an extra tube. I’ll just loan you some.”

“Oh, thanks,” He said, shocked that she had seemingly just read his mind. That earned a deep sigh from his sister.

“Look, here’s one last bit of advice. So listen up, llorón,” She said, suddenly much more serious. “Get out of your head.”

When all that earned was a confused look, she continued.

“You always do this. Something good falls into your lap. And you think it to ****. Until eventually you can’t enjoy it. And if you do that with Yumi you’ll never forgive yourself.”

Viv sighed again and tucked some hair behind her ear.

“This kind of stuff isn’t some heady puzzle for you to solve. It’s about how you feel. I know you want to do the right thing, but you're a good guy. So trust yourself. And if something feels right, just go for it.”