He's got in the matter

As Mark heard Hailey's voice through the door, before he could respond or react, in she came without asking for permission. Tensing up on the bed he had fallen back on, his mouth gaped upon looking at his twin-sister.

WHAT THE FUCK!

Those three words flew from his lips as his sister barged into his room wearing absolutely nothing. It was exactly like those two from before, naked without a stitch on. Well, almost. There was a slight difference. He swore he could see some dried cum still on the edges of her lips.

Matt was torn where to look, and the painful bulge in his trousers wasn't helping. Sighing, he chose the lessor of two evils; her cum stained face.

Still reeling from his predicament, Mark could see his sister's mouth moving, obviously telling him to come down to breakfast. But all he could try not to do was ogle his sister openly, no matter how hot she looked. This made his face turn to the side as he thought of his next move.

"Hey dick-face! Stop ignoring me!"

"Hello!?"

"Anybody there?"

Matt felt a sudden foreboding.

"Huh?"

Mark flinched when felt the approach of his sister and her hand grabbing the hem of his shirt.

"Woah! Hailey! W-hat are y-ou doing?"

Was she going to strip him naked?

Was this some sort of cruel prank?

Despite all that he had seen, he still refused to believe. Unfortunately, now he had to.

Matt couldn't scoot any farther back on the bed, all he could do was arch down while pushing his hips up in his sister's direction. Unfortunately, this made the tent in his pants so much more obvious.

Ignoring his protests, Hailey finally let go after thinking about something and chuckling aloud. Hearing her laugh at his expense, Mark felt a chill again. It couldn't be...right?

Just when he was adjusting the wrinkles in his shirt, he heard Hailey's bubbly response.

"Going on a date with Amy are we?"

Is that what she thought? She's wrong though, but why does she think that?

"What! No.......Why would you think that?"

His sister crossed her arms under her breasts and gave Mark the most condescending look. All while eyeing what he had on.

Why did he suddenly feel so overly dressed after her remark. Even his cock that had been straining at the seams had begun to feel constricted. Just what on earth was happening to him?

"Whatever you say dweeb. Anyway, mom wants us all down for breakfast okay?

Before he could respond, his sister turned and left the room. It seems she had gotten fed up with him. She must've known he was acting weird. Smiling to himself, Mark rubbed the ache in his pants. Least some things haven't changed.

Getting up, Mark checked outside the door to see if his sister was still there, thankfully she wasn't. He was ashamed to say that seeing his own sister like that was beginning to become hard on him; pun intended.

Just then, another thought occurred to him.

It seems those sounds he was hearing previously were indeed real. He just couldn't join the dots when it came to it being in his own home, during the day no less. He really wasn't in his own world was he?

Unfortunately he couldn't keep hiding in his room, he dreaded what he was going to see downstairs. Somehow he knew he was in for some shocking truths. But by God, he hoped to be let down easy.