With an insidious idea

The door slammed shut as Sam dragged herself back inside. A dark cloud hanging over her after having to say goodbye to Candi.

"Samantha dear." Mom said. Stopping her from getting out of the doorway. "Is Candi single?"

"WHat?" Sam's voice cracked as she started nervously rubbing her lips. "Uhh, yeah... why?"

She was such a bad liar. Nervous ticks, unreasonable voice, no eye contact. Anyone else would be able to see it, but mom couldn't believe her special girl would ever lie to her. She'd trust anything the girl said, and yet need photographic evidence I'd cleaned my room before she believed me.

"Don't you think she and Finn would make a nice couple?" She said it so stern. So matter of factly. Like she'd already made up her mind it would happen and that was all that mattered on it.

"Please, can we not do this right now..."

"Can we not do it EVER?" Sam stood with her hands at her hips now. Nervous energy turned to indignation. "I'm not hocking up my, friend, with that loser."

"Samantha." Mom said. Warning tone. "Candi said she had a good time with him last night, and you agreed."

"Mom, that's not-"

"I believe you said, 'Not as much of an embarrassment as I feared.'"

"That's glowing praise coming from you."

"Shut up Finn." Sam snapped at me, turning back to mom. "It's really different. And it's not like I could **** her to go out with him anyways."

My phone buzzed in my pocket and half reflexively I checked it. Expecting to see some ping or message I could get to after this. But this message required immediate attention.

'How's my little sister kisser doing?'

She included a copy of that picture she'd taken. Heavily edited with garish use of filters and stickers to hide our identities. You would never have guessed we were related looking at it now...

'I rubbed her thong into her pussy while I was sayn' bye ya know. Think any of ur sperm made it inside her lol.'

Fuck this wasn't the kind of distraction I needed right now.

"I'm not saying you should **** her to go out with him, just bring it up with her."

"Can I leave?" I asked, backing away till the stairs.

"Finn, you can't just walk away from every situation that makes you uncomfortable." She grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me back in. "You like the girl right? You should fight for her."

"This is my friend we're talking about!"

'Can we talk later?' I quickly replied to Candi's message.

"Worried she'll stop spending as much time with you?" Mom stopped holding me to fold her arms.

'Talk about which part of her u'll be kissing next??? ;)'

"What? No, I'm-."

"Why don't you get a boyfriend already." The gut punch of the words flashed in Sam's eyes. "Then you wouldn't be so clingy with your friends."

"I... I've had boyfriends before..." Again she was looking away, rubbing her lips. I could see now that she was rubbing away the faint smudges of black lipstick.

"None that have been serious enough to meet me."

'Her nipples are an obvious choice. But gud god is her cunt a tasti snak.'

"That one guy I saw you with was pretty cool." I said, helping with her lie. "Too bad he had to leave town."

"We'll work on getting you a boy that'll stick around after we get Finn and Candi together."

'Or maybe her asshole?? I havnt tasted that yet... you could be her first!'

"Can we really not talk about this?" I tried to walk away again but mom grabbed my arm. Fingernails clawing at my skin.

"Somebody has to do something about your love lives children." She rubbed her forehead with her fingers. Frustration building. "You're both clearly hopeless and I want grandchildren someday."

"We're only eighteen mom." Sam pleaded. "And, and Candi doesn't even want children."

'Or did u want to talk about where to cum on her next? You've already got it all over her cunt, so maybe on her face? In her mouth??'

Fuuck this was bad. I wanted to be more present in this fight but I couldn't stop thinking about my dried cum rubbing over her cunt. My sister doing everything she could to keep me away from Candi while she was wearing the thong the girl had **** me to cum into...

My hard on kept growing with every message Candi sent, but I couldn't stop myself from reading each one. I really needed to get out of her before either of them noticed.

"Oh I was like that when I was younger." Mom dismissively waved Sam's comment off. "She'll grow out of it when she settles down with a nice boy like Finn."

"I've really had my fill of this, so I-"

You never truly forget what it's like to be struck by your parent. It had been years since the last time it had happened, but the memories flowed back like a burst pipe.

It wasn't even that it was painful, not anymore. It was the feeling, the place it brought me back to, that made my body shake. That dropped me to my knees and left me fighting back tears.

"WHEN WILL YOU LEARN TO BE A MAN." She stood above me, spit from her mouth falling on me with every word.

"I'll do it." Sam said, voice cold but quick to respond. "I'll ask her about it first thing tomorrow."

A switch flipped in mom. Like a raging fire that was quickly snuffed out. Back to her stern, but kind-hearted facade.

"Thank you." She rubbed the palm of her hand. "That's all that was asking for dear. You both always make things so difficult."

She walked off to the kitchen, leaving me to get up on my own. Sam watched with a cold concern as my shaking hands grabbed the stair railing to pull myself up. She knew as well as I did that helping me wouldn't be any help.

"Now come eat and we can discus date ideas." Mom called out over the sound of clanking plates being set. "Something manly, so she doesn't find out how much of a wimp you are Finn."

"A date?" Candi asked, getting into the front seat of Sam's car.

I never got back to her messages in the end, but Sam would have filled her in. Deciding that picking up Candi before school would be the best time for us all to talk this out.

"Just one date and a few pictures." Sam told her. "I figure we just do something together and have him tag along. You can pose for a few pictures and then after we just say it didn't work out."

"Hmmmm." Candi watched me in the mirror. I turned away to look out the window. Not in the mood for her mind games today.

"I know it's weird, but she's persistent about crap like this." Sam sighed. I knew she hated doing this. Hated the idea of it and hated having to ask. "Just an hour or so, a few pictures of you guys together to prove it happened and then your parts over."

She hated doing this, but she did it for me.

"No, I don't think so." I didn't look back at her but I could hear the smirk on her face just from her voice. "If your mom is as crazy and weird as you say, I don't think we can fake it."

"What? Why not? She's not going to know any better?"

"Unless she decides to stalk her son on his first date." Candi started cycling through radio stations. Letting snippets of songs play out for a second before changing it again.

"She wouldn't....." Sam drummed her finger on the steering wheel. "Okay, she might."

"So then we'll go on a real date." Radio static blurted out as she rapidly switched stations. "A real fake date."

"Ughhh, isn't that going to be so awkward?"

"It's better if it is right? Makes us fizzling out seem more real."

"Fuck. Why does she have to be so goddamn pushy! I wanted to spend the night with you." Candi finally settles with a station playing a song I had never heard of. Guitar blasting a solo as somebody sang something unintelligible.

"Don't worry baby, I'm sure your brother will take good care of me." Candi laughed and Sam joined her with a lighter laugh, but I don't think they were both laughing about the same thing.

Sam was doing all this for me, trying to protect me in her own way I guess. And how was I repaying her?

"Quit frowning back there Finn.” I looked back into the mirror, meeting Candi's eyes. She had that look in them, like she was some mastermind and her plan was all coming together.

“As your sister can and will attest, a date with me always has a happy ending.”