Opposite Day, Part 2

Opposite Day, Part 2

Chase opened the door to the bathroom and stepped inside, setting his towel on the sink. The room wasn’t very big, but it was sizable enough to have shared with his sister for as long as he could remember. On the far right side upon walking in was the toilet, which sat behind the sink, of which was topped with the usual toothbrushes and soap, but also a ton of Sam’s beauty supplies. The large mirror affixed to the wall above the sink reflected the plain moderately sized shower and tub on the left side of the room, complete with a dark blue curtain.

He closed the door behind him and started to disrobe, making sure to neatly fold every article of clothing before setting them down on the side of the sink. Soon, he was fully in the buff, and turned the shower faucet on, making sure it was in that nice medium between mildly warm and frigid. Cold showers were always a good remedy for getting his mind off of his problems.

Stepping into the shower, he ran his hands through his hair and tilted his face up towards the shower-head, letting the water splash on his face. He sighed to himself and slumped his shoulders.

...Am I even normal? Chase thought to himself as he let the water pour onto him. I always tell myself that I am, that everything is either a coincidence, that people are misreading me, or that what I do isn't that weird. ...What if-

He was interrupted by the sound of the bathroom door opening, followed by the sound of shuffling footsteps.

“Sam?” He called out.

“Yeah,” his sister responded casually. “I really needed to piss, sorry if I startled you, bro.”

“You’re fine,” He said cautiously, turning to grab a bottle of wonderful smelling yet also very manly Dove Men+Care shampoo as he heard the faint sound of pants falling followed by the unmistakable sound of a flow of water hitting water.

“So, my friend Casey’s coming over in a bit,” Sam started, seemingly unfazed by the situation. “She’s going to let me try out her bad dragon, I’m super excited about it!” When he chose not to respond, she continued. “She’s pretty cute, but I don’t think she’s your type. At least, I hope not. How’s the search for girls coming along? Nobody’s piqued your interest, right?”

He rolled his eyes as he squirted a little Dove Men+Care shampoo into his hands (just a little and you’re ready to go, he knew), lathering it as he retorted.

“No, Sam, I’m not really interested in anyone right now. I prefer to be left alone, whether it’s at school or at home.” He hoped she would take the hint and leave. The sounds of her leak were soon replaced with the sounds of the toilet flushing, followed by the sink running.

“Mmm, I’ll bet you’d just love someone to talk to, though.”

“No.”

“Someone to look at and know she’s yours.”

“Nah.”

“Someone who loves you and your hot body~”

“No, not at all.”

“A girl who wants you to absolutely ravish her until you’re both lying on the floor in a puddle of your own juices!”

“Sam, I keep telling you, I don’t-” Yet again, he was both interrupted and ignored.

“Someone like…”

The shower curtain was seized and partially shifted to the side, causing Chase to look around, as one would be likely to do.

“Me!” The curtain was shoved to the side, allowing any potential onlookers to see his completely naked body. In this case, his sister, who he could immediately see was naked as well. Her chest somehow looked bigger than it usually did when she was clothed, and he briefly wondered if she sometimes used a minimizer bra like their mother. Her trimmed bush was visible to him out of the corner of his eyes, notably darker than the hair on her head.

His sudsy hands shot from his hair to his crotch with lightning-fast speed, but not before she got a good eyeful. She licked her lips and hummed.

“Nice cock you got there, bro. It’s around average but.. Brrrgh, it is pretty cold in here~” She purred and moved around him, turning the faucet a little. Within a few moments, warm water started to shower down onto the two siblings. “There we go. You gotta stop with these cold showers! Your dick might shrink permanently, and nobody wants that.”

He held his hands down, staring at Sam’s increasingly wet hair.

“You know, Sam, I was sorta hoping I could, maybe… shower alone?”

She cocked an eyebrow and laughed, causing her breasts to pleasantly jiggle on her chest.

“Why? There’s no harm in people showering together, especially siblings!”

He looked down to the floor, the memory of pondering whether he was normal or not just moments before coming to the forefront of his mind. At that moment he decided that at the very least, he needed to try and be as average as possible, so that the day didn’t get any worse. He refused to let this birthday be a bust.

“...You’re right, never mind.” His hands tentatively left his crotch. He watched as his sister’s eyes dropped down to his crotch, which due to the warmer water were more keen to show their true size, albeit while still being obscured by shampoo suds.

He scooted over and rinsed his hair, then switched places with Sam so that she could do the same. Her blonde hair quickly darkened to look a bit more like her nethers. Squirting some Dove Go Fresh body wash into this hands, he began to lather it together and apply the crisply scented soap to his chest, when she interrupted him

“Wait, let me do it.” She raised her hands and intertwined them with his own, giving him a sly smile. Then, having gotten her hands lathered, she moved them to his chest and started to spread the bubbles around.

Chase pursed his lips. He wasn’t sure how he’d feel about this, but… he liked it. There was something extremely comforting about being cleaned by another person. His shoulders relaxed and he let out a puff of air as his sister continued to rub soap into his chest. Closing his eyes, he let a soft smile come over his face as-

The hands on his chest moved away.

He furrowed his brow wondering absently why she stopped so soon, when he felt the same delicate hands move to his back. That’s strange, Chase thought. Isn’t she going to let me rinse off before moving to washing my back?

Before he could ask the question, his chest was enveloped by a different feeling. Instead of the delicate yet purposeful hands that were now rubbing and washing his back, it was as if there were two soft, slick pillows rubbing into his soapy chest, with little nubs in the mid-

His eyes shot open and he stepped back a little, which didn’t do much considering his sister was still clutching his back as she rubbed her breasts up and down his chest. His mouth dropped open as he stared at her boobage. Her nipples were definitely hard, he noted nervously.

“There ya go!” The blonde girl cooed. “I was wondering when you’d stop looking me in the eyes.” She giggled. “I mean, like, my tits are down here, silly!”

Chase laughed nervously, and kept staring at them. This was his chance to prove his normalcy, and he really didn’t want to blow it. Besides, when he thought about it, they did feel great slipping up and down. He could feel himself start to harden down below.

“U-uh, this is nice and all- Great, really, sis,” He said to her breasts. “But, why not just use your hands?”

She pouted and leaned back.

“Well, my boobs needed to be cleaned too, and you’re not really much of a handsy guy, so I figured, why not stick 2 dicks in the same ass and do both at the same time! Did you not like it?”

His hands shot up. “Oh! No, no, it was fine, I uhm…” He searched his mind for an excuse. “I’m… just a lot more of an ass man, you know?”

Sam’s eyes lit up. “Oh! That explains it. Guess you weren’t really being a weird perv after all.” She turned and grabbed her own bottle of fragrant Dove shampoo, getting a sizable dollop of the amazing flowery scented solution and lathering it up and putting it in her hair, getting it positively covered in bubbles. Turning around and jutting out her butt, she called back to him.

“Here, you can wash my back while I do my hair!” Her left hand continued to clean her hair while her right reached around and moved it so he could get the full scope of her back.

He nodded and grabbed her Dove Purely Pampering body wash, squeezing it directly onto her back this time before lathering it and washing.

“Ah, nice.” She muttered. “Doin’ good there bro.”

He continued to rub her back, making sure to get as much clean as he could, while she washed and thoroughly rinsed her hair out. Suds flowed steadily down her body, dripping down off the curve of her rear.

Chase looked at it. He looked at it the entire time, and while he admitted it was a cute butt, it just wasn’t doing too much for him. He’d known that he wasn’t an ass man or a boob man, but he thought he would be able to get a full erection by staring at it. Sadly the most he was feeling was a half-chub between his legs.

“Alright,” she said, not bothering to turn towards him. “Our backs are clean, our chests are clean… Now, I think we can finish up by doing a bit of multitasking, hm?”

“What do you mean?” He asked. When she spoke again, he could practically hear the smile in her voice.

“What’s left that’s important? My butt… and your cock!”

Without warning, she moved backwards, her bubbly ass (both literally and figuratively) pressed up against his now rapidly hardening member, pinning him to the wall of the shower.

“Ahh, there we go! Gotta make sure I get my booty nice and clean, and make sure your cock is suckable without any weird tastes,” she said as she began to twerk her ass up and down.

“A-ah, fuck!” He exclaimed, overwhelmed by the feeling of his sister using her ass to pleasure him. It felt good, really good, and yet he still somehow felt like he couldn’t fully enjoy it. Even so, he remained hard as a rock.

“Oh, bro, you’re so hard! You just love my ass, dontcha.” She cooed, her hand slipping between her legs. “Gotta get you nice and clean- and maybe a little bit dirty again!”

He felt himself begin to get wobbly legged, and he had to resist the intense urge to push her away. He’d already masturbated so recently, he knew he wouldn’t have much of any sexual desire for a couple weeks at least, and yet here he found himself between a rock and a hard place (the hard place being his penis). He was determined to get off with her, though he hoped he could manage it soon.

Chase leaned against the wall of the shower, letting the pleasure wash over him a little and occasionally bucking his hips into her for effect. Meanwhile, Samantha seemed to be having a blast, moaning and cooing constantly as her hand worked her magic between her legs.

The two siblings were there for what felt like an eternity for one and a millisecond to another when there was a knock at the door, followed by the sound of their mother.

“Samantha? Are you in there?”

“Ahm, Yeah mom, Chase and I are getting off in here. He’s super hard! What’s up?” She shouted back, not bothering to stop her movements.

“Oh? That’s wonderful, I’m so glad you two are getting off together. I’m sorry to interrupt, but your friend just called. She said she’s going to be here soon, within 10 minutes.”

Her butt stopped moving but stayed pressed up against his cock.

“Thanks mom!” Her ass finally let go of his cock and she stepped under the water to let the soap rinse off of her body. She grinned at his hard manhood. “So, how close are you to cumming, bro?”

He grimaced. “Well, I mean I was kind of getting there, but I think it would have taken a bit longer.”

“Hm,” She hummed, clicking her tongue. “Well, are you gonna join us in my room?”

“I… Don’t think so, Sam,” He sighed, though quickly walked it back when her demeanor became disappointed and annoyed. “Hey, that doesn’t mean I won’t cum later, right? I promise that, uh, I’ll come all over you. Later though, after dinner at least.”

She immediately perked back up and held up her pinky to him.

“Pinky promise?” He gave her a fake smile, hoping she wouldn’t see through it. He was an alright liar, but he never liked to lie. Especially to his family members.

“Pinky promise.” Their pinkies wrapped together, and he could feel something on her fingers that was not exactly water.

With that, she slipped out of the shower, leaving Chase to lean against the wall tiredly, his erection subsiding. He moved under the water and let it rush over him, all the soap running off his body as he heard her shuffling around before the door closed behind her.

A minute later, the faucet was turned off and the curtain was opened before he stepped out of the tub onto the wet bath mat. Looking up, he smiled when he saw that Sam had drawn him a winky face on the steamy mirror. It was quickly replaced with a scowl when he looked down, though.

His clothes were gone. As was his towel. He cursed her, knowing that she must’ve taken them as some kind of dumb joke. Dripping over the tiles, he resisted the urge to cover himself, made his way to the door and opened it, determined to just get to his room.

The second the door swung open, he was met with a flash of light. He was blinded for a moment, and when his vision returned he was met with his toweled sister holding her phone.

“Dang, I expected you to be covering yourself with the hand towel or something,” Sam said with her eyebrows raised. “You had me a bit doubtful there, but it’s nice to see you’re taking being normal seriously for once.”

Chase stood there, frozen at her brazenness and red faced as she leaned in and gave him a small peck on the lips. She giggled again.

“Thanks for trying, Chase,” she said meaningfully. “And thanks for the pic, too. Casey and I are gonna watch the fuck out of this!” With that she turned and walked down the hallway towards her room, stopping to peek out the door. “By the way, remember, you’re gonna cum on me tonight, right?”

He blinked, wondering why she even asked.

“Yeah, of course!”

“Good. I’ll see you when we go to your birthday dinner later.”

“Alright, see ya.” She slipped into her room and closed the door, leaving him to walk to his room.

I wonder why she even needed to ask? He pondered to himself moments later as he walked through the already open door and past the swinging pencil, still dripping on the already damp floor of his room. He looked over to see his clothes and towel thrown on his bed by his sister, and promptly started to try himself off. What, did she not think I'm gonna cum on her tonight? That’s just weird of her.

Once he was dried off, he carefully tossed his dirty clothes in his hamper, put back on a clean outfit and flopped down on his bed. The day hadn’t been… great so far, but at least he could look forward to dinner at a delicious Italian restaurant.

Author's Note: This chapter is in no way sponsored, nor is it affiliated with Dove. Raisin Bran should totally have it's own soap line, though.