Friday Morning

Two days after the pool, Jayden woke up on Friday morning with a groan, stretching out on his bed and wishing sadly he had a girl to sleep beside him. But to his surprise, his fingers hit soft skin, and he opened his eyes to see that his big sister Brooklyn was sleeping beside him. What was she doing here? She definitely hadn’t been here when he’d fallen asleep.

Jayden took a second to admire his sister as she slept on, unaware of how perverted her younger brother was. Brooklyn was in a dark green tank top and some black nylon shorts. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and so her very large tits were hanging loose in her tank top, and- wow. Her nipples were rock hard, poking through the tank top like they were going to cut through it. He hoped desperately they would, but it didn’t seem likely. Jayden recalled two days ago, at the pool, with Brooklyn’s wardrobe malfunction. She’d clung tightly to him, those perfect, very large, round tits squashed against his bare chest. It was the first time he’d ever felt Brooklyn’s bare tits, and he desperately hoped it wasn’t the last.

He’d had to carry her inside, while she wrapped around him like a koala. Her big tits jiggling against his chest with each step he took, and she also bounced a little with each step, so she rubbed against his boner at times. It was insanely fucking hot, and after dropping a very grateful Brooklyn off in her room, he’d gotten one last eyeful as she leaned up on her toes and kissed his cheek.

Suffice it to say, that last image of Brooklyn gazing up at him gratefully and lovingly while her bare tits hung right fucking there was burned in his memory, and he’d brought it up numerous times since that day, particularly whenever he showered and needed to jerk off.

Jayden wanted so badly to pull his sister close and kiss her. His crush on her was gross, it was perverted, it was the kind of crush only sickos had. But… looking at Brooklyn laying in his bed, his mind couldn’t help but spin happy fantasies of him and Brooklyn dating.

In this fantasy, no one was bothered by the fact they were siblings. They went on public dates, laughed together, they kissed constantly, then at night, she’d join him in his bed, just like this, and they’d have amazing, passionate sex. They’d fall asleep in each other’s arms, sweaty, but euphoric.

Jayden shoved aside his stupid fantasy. Things like that happened in pornos, maybe, but not the real world. Guys didn’t fuck their sisters in the real world. Jayden slid closer to Brooklyn, and he wrapped his arms around her.

It wouldn’t amount to anything in the end, but Jayden wanted to pretend for a few minutes that Brooklyn was his girlfriend, and they were cuddling in bed.

Brooklyn stirred when he pulled her into his arms, though, and her pretty brown eyes fluttered open.

“Jay-Jay.” she smiled sleepily, and she rested her head on his chest. Jayden's heart melted at how adorable she was, and he began to rub her back. Her heavy tits were squashed against his stomach, her head pillowed on his chest, and their legs were tangled up down below, and he was pretty sure her stomach was resting right on his boner. The boner she caused. His sister.

Fuck, he was going to hell.

“Why’d you come in my bed, Brook?” Jayden asked, making sure his tone left no room for doubt that he did not mind one bit.

“Got lonely in my room.” Brooklyn shrugged.

Jayden’s hand came up to stroke lightly through Brooklyn’s long hair. He remembered dimly some conversation he’d overheard with Dana where Brooklyn had admitted she liked guys playing with her hair.

Brooklyn hummed a little as Jayden’s fingers glided through her long brown hair. One of Brooklyn’s fingers began idly making circles on Jayden’s covered chest, and she began kicking her feet lazily, which made her whole body jiggle a little.

The door opened abruptly and Abigail, their mom, stepped in.

“That’s where you went.” Abigail exclaimed to her daughter, “Look at you two, cuddled up so nice. Let me take a picture.”

Not exactly one for the family photo book. Brooklyn laying on top of Jayden, probably showing off some serious sideboob from the armhole of the tank top she wore, while Jayden played with Brooklyn’s hair. Kinda weird position for siblings to be in. Or was it normal? Was Jayden imagining that him and Brooklyn were closer than they were?

Brooklyn slid up Jayden’s body so their heads were next to each other, which was hell on his boner, as it meant her tits dragged up his torso. The two Robinson teens smiled for the photo.

“Adorable.” Abigail remarked with a laugh, “Now, you two need to start getting ready for school.”

“Alright, alright.” Brooklyn mumbled sleepily, “Gimme a few more minutes.”

“Alright, dear.” Abigail said kindly, and she left her kids alone. Jayden wrapped his arms snugly around Brooklyn’s torso, and he laid there determined to enjoy the embrace for as long as he could.

———

Jace pulled up to the high school slightly earlier than usual, sipping a cup of coffee. Beside him in the passenger seat sat Brooklyn, a familiar pair of sunglasses on her face, blocking out the morning sun.

In the backseat sat Dana and Jayden. Generally, they sat in rows arranged by who your sibling was whenever Jayden rode with them, but today Jace had announced little siblings sat in the back, and so Dana and Jayden sat in the back. Some twins might argue about them being the same age, but not Jace and Dana. Dana fit easily into the little sister role, and never bothered correcting him or anyone else when she got called Jace’s little sister. In her mind, she was, and in Jace’s too. Sometimes, both twins forgot they were twins.

“Thanks for the lift.” Dana patted her brother on the shoulder.

“Don’t mention it, sis.” Jace winked over his shoulder at the sensationally sexy blonde, wait, no, at the totally not sexy girl who was his sister.

Fuck, Daisy blowing him in the shower again this morning had not done wonders for keeping his thoughts about Dana and Danielle familial.

His thoughts about Daisy were long past familial, and he knew he’d never be able to think of Daisy as just his sister ever again. They’d crossed a line, and it was a line they had both loved to cross, but it was a line you could never un-cross. Not that Jace wanted to, or Daisy, but it WAS irreversible.

The quartet climbed out of Jace’s old school muscle car, and they were descended upon near instantly by Ruby Russell, a sexy redheaded cheerleader, and not the redhead who usually greeted Jace’s carful of people when they arrived at school. Jace looked around frowning. Where was Amy?

Ruby walked up to Dana and bumped her hip against Dana’s side. Ruby was quite a few inches taller than the petite blonde, and Dana came up to just above her breasts.

“Dana, Brooklyn, the new cheer uniforms came in today. Ana wants us over there, she said we’re wearing them today.” Ruby explained.

“Don’t we usually only wear those on game days?” Brooklyn queried.

“Generally, yes, but Ana’s excited for us to all put them on.” Ruby explained, slipping an arm around Dana’s shoulders casually. The tips of Ruby’s fingers grazed the top of Dana’s breast, but it was obviously an accident, so Dana was unbothered.

“Wait, aren’t these the ones Ana said were more revealing?” Brooklyn recalled with a gasp.

“Yup.” Ruby grinned.

“Alright, well, let’s go then.” Dana said with a laugh, and the three cheerleaders headed off, leaving Jace and Jayden alone. They looked at each other for a few moments in awkward silence, then hastily split up. The two boys never interacted on their own, and it seems they didn’t plan on starting now.

Jace went in search of Amy’s car, while Jayden hurried off to see Owen, who always arrived early to school, thanks to his sexy big sister Olivia being his ride. She was a teacher, after all, it just made sense for her to take him.

———

Jace did find Amy a few minutes later, pulling in late with Aiden, James, and James’ sister Savannah in her car.

“I don’t think we’ve spoken much.” Jace said to Savannah, who was a girl of 19, with black hair, green eyes, and small perky breasts. Her body was tight and slim and flawless, and she had mile long legs and a tight, pert ass.

“No, we haven’t.” Savannah said with a polite smile, “You’re in my art class, though.”

“We are?” Amy asked incredulously, “Savannah, it’s been a week and I haven’t seen you!”

“I sit behind you in the corner.” Savannah said mildly, “It’s fine.”

“It’s not fine. I can’t believe I haven’t noticed you.” Amy said, almost sadly, “Do you have people you talk to in that class?”

“Well, no, not particularly.” Savannah admitted.

“Sit with us today, then.” Jace invited, “Pull up a chair, Liv won’t mind.”

“Liv?” Savannah repeated in confusion.

“Ms. Vane.” Amy explained, “She was Jace’s babysitter growing up, and so he still calls her Liv.”

“Oh, gotcha.” Savannah nodded.

“Jace!” a voice called, and he turned to see Skylar Wayne coming his way. Skylar greeted him with a tight hug.

“Aren’t you meant to be putting on a cheer uniform?” Jace raised a brow.

“I’m headed that way.” Skylar shrugged with a laugh, “Oh, good, Jamie, you’re here too. I’m inviting you boys to a huge party I’m throwing tonight at my house. Bring as many people as you’d like, no limit. There’ll be drinking, dancing, some party games, too. Oh, and these parties do get pretty wild, so no bringing any minors, got it, you two?”

“I don’t even know any minors.” Jace shrugged.

“Perfect. Party starts at 6, don’t be late. It’s at the estate, just head on up, the gate guards know who I’ve invited, so make sure you boys present yourselves, and they’ll let any of your friends in with you. See you in Ms. Roberts’ class.” Skylar said, then hurried off to go put on her new cheer uniform, or to invite more people to her party. She always seemed very busy with something or other.

“Right, well, we should head to class, then.” Amy smiled. Jace, James, and Amy said goodbye to Aiden and Savannah, and then headed towards Ms. Roberts’ classroom.