If We Must...

The lights to Harvey’s room flicked off, and the three eighteen-year-old “men” all gathered around his computer desk with wide horny eyes as the laptop came to life.

“Let’s do this, gentlemen.” Jerry, the shortest of the trio, laughed in an excited whisper while he pulled up a cheap, fold-out chair on Harvey’s left. The skinny, dark-skinned Latino was dressed in a white/black camouflage T-shirt and dark blue basketball-shorts and was in the process of pulling them down to his knobby knees.

“Yeah, I need to bust a fuckin’ nut.” Adam chuckled, plopping his big, overweight ass down on the edge of Harvey’s poor bed, located right behind and on the right side of his host’s gaming chair. The tall and greasy High school senior wore a white muscle-shirt and a large pair of baggy gray sweatpants that were now laying around his ankles.

“Why can’t you two ever go to the bathroom and do this on your phones, separately?” Harvey asked with a roll of his eyes, sitting at the helm of his computer and already typing in the address to their favorite hentai site. He was taller than Jerry and shorter than Adam, and had on a black long-sleeved shirt with a pair of equally black pajama bottoms.

“I’m competitive, sue me.” Adam said, reaching under his pronounced gut to wrap his sausage-like fingers around his admittedly sizable and already erect cock.

“What does that even mean?” Jerry laughed, doing the same with his own slightly undersized member as he kept stealing glances at Adam’s.

“Would you two stop talking? I’m already having second thoughts about this.”

“Chill out, Harv. I don’t wanna hear any backsass from someone who has an overgrown banana stuffed in the front of their pants.” Adam said, enviously looking over his friend’s shoulder to get a glimpse of his mighty schmeat, which was still concealed.

“He’s got a point, Hogzilla.” Jerry said, pretending to not be keeping the sight of Harvey’s crotch firmly in the focus of his peripheral vision. “Just shut up and click... that one, there.” He said, pointing to a video thumbnail on the screen that showed a redhead with oversized tits riding on top of some faceless dude in a business suit. “Oh, yeah.”

“Eh, that’s a good one to start off with, I guess.” Adam shrugged as his right hand gave his dick a long, slow stroke.

Harvey let out an frustrated sigh of regret for letting Adam talk them into doing this, he thought to himself as he began to rethink many of his life choices while fishing out his shamefully swelling erection.

Just when he wrapped his fingers around the girthy flesh in his trousers, an bizarre sort of salvation came loudly knocking at the door, making the three of them jump in terror.

“Yo Harv, supper’s ready.” Came the snickering voice of his twin sister, Harley, from out in the hallway. “Put your dicks away and get ready to eat.”

“Shit!” Jerry quietly shouted, then fell back in the chair as he scrambled to put his shorts back on. “Oof!”

Adam stood up and swooped his sweatpants up around his waist in one, quick motion, despite his large, bulky body. The fat young adult sniffed and frowned, his erection having deflated like a balloon at the sudden switch in his brain's chemistry. Getting his rocks off was high on Adam’s odd list of priorities, but food was a worthy enough reason to hold off for now.

Harvey’s heart was pounding in his chest from embarrassment on a number of levels, but something about what his sister had said instantly caused the hair on his arms to stand on end. It was specific, a bit too specific, in fact. His eyes wandered up to and focused on the small camera that was built into the screen of his laptop, realizing that the tiny red light beside it was on and indicating that they were being watched.

“Goddamn it.” Harvey swore through grit teeth, twisting around in his tall comfy chair to stand up and storm over towards the door. He swung it open, and there stood his sister in all of her cunty glory, holding up her phone with one hand while twirling the stick of a lollipop that had been in her closed mouth. On the screen of Harley’s phone was a live-feed to his room, showing Jerry and Adam sitting down and trying to act natural by mindlessly droning on their phones while the silhouette of Harvey’s figure stood at the door in the light of the hallway.

“You’re a piece of shit.” Was all he said.

Harley’s soft, full lips curled into an evil smile, then she pulled the pink ball of candy out of her mouth with an audible pop.

“And you’re pathetic.” She snickered, pulling the phone away to tuck that arm underneath her perky D-cups and resting the opposite arm's elbow on the back of her hand, still flawlessly twirling the sucker between her fingers.

The color of the tight black tank-top she wore matched her brother’s own attire, but the rest of their appearances couldn’t have been more different from one another. Harvey was reserved, average-looking, and didn’t own any clothes that weren’t black aside from a few pairs of baggy blue jeans. Unlike him, Harley couldn’t help but show off the gifts that God had blessed her with. Her lower half consisted of a pair of hot-pink booty shorts that showed off the curves of her round and toned butt, and a pair of white thigh-high socks didn't do anything to hide just how bubbly and shapely her long legs were. Not to mention the fact that her top appeared to be a size too small for her slender frame, pushing up the cleavage of her tits all the more as it exposed the bottom of her fit midsection and belly-button piercing.

“Fuck you.” Harvey brought up a hand and ran it through his fairly short, naturally raven-colored hair with frustration, staring daggers at his twin sister. “Quit hacking into my stuff. I get it, you’re a ‘PrOdEgY’, but that doesn’t give you license to **** me for your own amusement!”

“Hah!” Harley scoffed, giving a quick twist of her head to flick her long platinum blonde ponytail over her shoulder. “Chill out, dork. You’re lucky that it's just for my own amusement. Be glad that I don’t record these private little shows for all the world to see.” She said, slowly leaning forward to poke out her tits more as she spoke in that bitchy teasing manner she favored. Once she finished, her eyes flicked down to her brother’s crotch for a solid moment before returning her gaze back up into his.

Harvey’s face went beat red, just then realizing that he was standing in front of Harley with his massive and twitching hard-on hanging out from the opening slit of his pajama bottoms. As soon as he acted to sheathe his sword in a panic, Harley burst into a fit of laughter. She turned and skipped off down the steps of their home towards the kitchen, feeling a sense of victory in the success of humiliating her brother.

As Harvey rubbed his temples to try and subdue his growing headache, his two friends popped their heads out from the doorway.

“Come back, my queen…” Jerry whimpered, reaching out an arm towards the staircase. “Let me love you how you deserve to be loved.”

“She would eat you alive, my dude.” Adam said, sympathetically placing one of his hands on the short teenager’s back.

“And I would cherish every bite from her perfect teeth.” Jerry said. “If she were to blow me a kiss in person, just as she does to the camera at the end of her streams, I couldn't bear the-… Did you watch the one she did last night? Harley is just so cute when she tries to play Light Souls. That little pout she does every time she dies, ahhh.” He moaned, stumbling out into the hallway with Harvey like a smitten zombie.

“Anything I’d wanna watch for would get her banned from the platform instantly.” Adam growled, openly rubbing the swollen outline of his cock over his sweatpants as he joined them.

Harvey slumped his shoulders in defeat, spitefully agreeing with both of them on some level, buried underneath all of the burning, unyielding rage he felt towards his twin sister.

Sure, he had a hard-on for his own sister, but who didn’t at this point? Harley was intelligent, sexy, and extremely self-aware about what kind of an effect she had on those around her. Especially the effect she had on him, Harvey thought. His giant cock was just one big joke to her, pun intended, and whenever it became prominent in any way, on any occasion, in any situation, Harley couldn’t help but point it out to him. And sure, she was at least subtle enough to only screw with him in private or with hushed whispers in public, but it was the entire reason that he was so self-conscious about his meaty appendage in the first place.

Seriously, he had to be the only person on the planet to be ashamed of having a big dick.

Bitch, Harvey scornfully thought with a scowl on his smooth, rounded face.