Go into the house and try to survive

As soon as I set foot inside the house, my aunt screeched. "Oh my god Jake. You grew up so much." Her heavy set body lumbered towards me and she started pinching my cheeks. She gave me a cheeky smile which showed off her gum. Aunt Lori has some strong arms because I thought she was going to pull my face right off my head.

"It's good to see you too Aunt Lori..." I said through clenched teeth. Emma had to come in and pull Aunt Lori off of me.

"Come on aunty. Let's go to Jake's room and laugh at his bad taste in clothes he had picked up in California." Emma joked. She pulled on our aunt's arm and they trotted upstairs. Thank god for Emma.

I suddenly felt two pairs of small fists punching my leg. I looked down and came face to face with my twin cousins, Andy and Andrea. They were 9 years old and loved to bug me as much as they could.

Andrea stuck out her tongue at me and blew a raspberry. Eww, children saliva. Andy continued to punch my leg and tried to lift me up, probably trying to prove his manliness or something. I scooped them both up in my arms easily.

"How are my favorite cousins?" I asked, trying to fake a smile. Damn these kids are annoying.

"But we're your only cousins." protested Andrea. Andy gave me a menacing look at the comment but I knew he couldn't do anything about it.

"I know. Sometimes I wish I could have another cousin to call them my favorite." I replied.

"Hey! That's not funny Jake!" Andrea cried out. She jumped off my arm and went to the living room in a huff. Andy followed her. They'll get over it.

A few hours later, everyone seated down at the dinner table to have some dinner. Emma sat across from me while Aunt Lori and mom flanked my side. The meal was delicious and enjoyable, minus the part where the twins were messing around with their food. Andrea didn't liked the vegetable she was served so she threw it at Andy. He growled at her and threw it back to her. Soon, we had a mini food fight going on at the table. Aunt Lori yelled at them and told them to eat outside on the porch. This threat managed to calm them down. They stopped and continued eating their food while giving each other **** stares. Emma giggled at the interaction but she was also giggling about something else.

I jumped slightly and banged my knee against the table when I felt someone's foot brushing against my jean, obviously trying to feel around for my cock. I looked at Emma but she was unable to meet my gaze. She had on a nonchalant look on her face but I could feel her smiling underneath.

"Is something wrong son?" my dad asked.

"Um...everything is fine. I thought that there was...a bug climbing on my leg." I winced at my lame excuse but my parents accepted it. Emma gave me a smirk and mouthed, "Is that your best excuse?"

I gave Emma a warning look but she didn't pay attention. Her foot continued to rub against my cock. If she keeps this up, she could potentially make me explode in my pants. I slapped her foot away but it kept coming back. Damn you Emma!

"Hey Jake. Can you grab me and your aunt a beer from the fridge. Possibly some orange juice for the little kids?" my dad kindly asked me. " I would but my back is killing me."

I was about to get up but remembered that I'm sporting a major erection due to my sister. Emma sensed my hesitation and let out a snicker when she realized why. "You are fucked." she mouthed. Dad gave me a questioning look. My hands started to feel clammy but at least Emma stopped bothering me, anxious to see what I will do.