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"Fuck off mother!" Sherri silently screamed inside her head.

“Come on, Sherri, you haven’t as much as spoken to him for almost a year.” Christine Wilson implored. She was on the telephone with her daughter Sherri, a junior at Ohio State University.

“I’m a grown woman mom, with grown-woman friends. I don’t have time to babysit a boring nerd like Aaron. I thought he was going to MIT or something anyway,” Sherri harrumphed.

“You know very well he’ll have his pick of colleges come spring, Sherri. I want him to have some experience of college life before he goes. Take him to a restaurant, a movie, a party even. It’s only for a few days. He has changed since you were last home. It’ll be fun!” It had hurt Christine deeply when Sherri had chosen to tour Europe in the summer with her friends. She hadn’t seen her daughter since Christmas a year ago.

“We don’t have a spare bed, Mom, where’s he going to sleep?” Sherri asked, still sounding unhappy.

“You two have shared a bed hundreds of times at your grandma’s, Sherri. Two nights won’t kill you,” Christine replied, becoming exasperated.

“When we were children, Mother! What would my friends think? There’s no goddamn way that’s going to happen,” Sherri exclaimed.

“What about Lindsay and Mallory? From what you’ve told me they wouldn’t mind sharing a bed,” Christine kept pushing. This was important to her.

“OK, yeah. That might actually work,” Sherri replied, much of the wind gone from her sails.

Christine knew she had her. One final inducement should do it. “I’ll send $500 with him, cash. Spend some of it on taking him out and keep the rest. But don’t short-change him! The boy has never been out of this house on a date. He needs you, Sherri. I mean it!”

“OK Mom, fine. I’ll do it,” the girl whined. She knew when she was beaten and the $500 would come in very handy. Her dealer had gotten very expensive this semester. “When is he coming?”

“He insists on taking the overnight bus to save me money. He gets into the bus terminal downtown Columbus at 8 AM Friday. Can you pick him up please?” Christine asked.

“I’ll get Penny to pick him up in her car. I’ve got a class Friday morning, but I’ll be back by lunchtime,” Sherri replied.

“OK, thank you, darling. You know this means the world to me. Aaron needs the help that only a big sister can provide. I’ll tell him the good news right now. Love you, baby. Bye.” With that, Christine hung up on a shell-shocked Sherri.

At home in Eugene, Christine punched the air and cried “Gotcha!”

~~~~

Penny Nichols waited at the main bus terminal in Columbus, Ohio. Her best friend Sherri had told her to look out for a short, greasy-haired nerd getting off the bus from Portland. He’d have thick glasses and more zits than skin, too, Sherri had added cruelly. In case she missed him, Penny had worn her Buckeyes cheerleading outfit. She wasn't crazy though. It was under her warmest winter coat. She had left it unbuttoned though. The boy had been told to look out for her bright red outfit.

No person matching Aaron’s description got off the bus. She looked around and checked her watch, it was 8:05 AM. She was about to ask the driver if he’d seen him when there was a soft cough behind her. She turned and gawked at the absolute hottie who was standing there. He was tall with short blond hair, a chiseled jaw, and piercing blue eyes. As he spoke, she marveled at his white teeth and charming smile.

“Might you be, ah, Penny, miss?” he asked. “My sister told me to look for the most beautiful girl I could find.”

She flushed crimson. “Aaron? Aaron Wilson?” she stammered.

“Yes, that’s me. I’m guessing Sherri described me a little differently. It’s been a long time since she’s seen me,” he said. His voice was soft but strong, his manner compelling.

Sherri’s brother was a goofy computer nerd, wasn’t he? Not this confident, charming... man! “Ah, yeah. She told me you’d have a green coat, she must have got mixed up,” Penny lied. Sherri is going to have some major explaining to do.

“How far is it to your apartment? I would love to get a cup of coffee if that’s possible,” he asked.

“About twenty minutes but I know a great place on the way. Come on.” She took his arm and led him towards the neighboring parking structure.

Ten minutes later Aaron ordered her a Triple, Venti, Non-Fat, Caramel Macchiato, and he had an Americano. Penny had grabbed a table and waved him over. They chatted like old friends in the car and she wanted it to continue before she got him home. When Aaron came to sit down, he took off his coat and Penny’s eyes went wide. He was ripped, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and lots of interesting bulges in between. No wonder Sherri had lied about him. Fuck Europe, we should have stayed at Sherri’s house last summer!

“So, what are you planning to do this weekend Aaron?” she asked.

“I’m not sure. I left the planning up to Sherri. I’ve never been away from the farm before you see. I want to cook a nice dinner for everyone tonight if that’s OK. Do you think your roommates will all be home? It is Friday night after all.”

“Oh, I can pretty much guarantee it once they meet you, Aaron. There’s a big party at the Delta Tau Chi fraternity tomorrow night. We should definitely go to that too,” Penny replied, astonished to find herself angling for a date.

“A big college party? I’m not sure. Would I need ID? I don’t have a fake one, just my actual driver's license,” he replied, downcast.

“Not if you come as my date, slugger! I’ll get you VIP access.” Penny reached out and slapped his arm.

“A date? With a college cheerleader? Man, the guys in the chess club would shi..., ah, would not believe me, I mean, at all,” he stammered, face coloring.

Ah, there was the eighteen-year-old cutie, Penny thought. This was too precious. “Don’t worry Aaron, we’ll send them all sorts of naughty selfies. You’re right, they will absolutely shit themselves!”

They both laughed and Aaron calmed down and relaxed again, accepting her invitation. They savored their coffees before returning to her car. She drove home to the apartment, wondering what her friends would make of him. It turned out that Lindsay was still in bed and Mallory was preparing to go for a swim.

“Aaron, this is Mallory. She’s on the swim team so she stinks of chlorine all the time,” Penny said by way of introduction.

“Better than stinking of cum like you, bitch,” giggled the tall, black girl. She turned from the hall cupboard to greet her friend’s bookish brother. Like Penny at the bus station, she stared, before blurting out,

“Holy shit Penny, who the fuck is this? You got the wrong guy you ditz!”

Aaron spoke first. “Hi Mallory, I’m Aaron. I bet Sherri has been teasing you all about me. I’m going to have to get her back somehow.” He held out his hand to her. As she raised hers to shake, he took it in his, bowed theatrically, and kissed the back of her fingers.

“Nice to meet you, Aaron. You’re right about Sherri, so if you need any help with revenge just ask. Lindsay and I are the queens of practical jokes around here. We got her with a great one this morning! I’m sorry I can’t stay but I missed practice this morning and if I don’t swim soon, I’ll be as tight as a drum all weekend.” Mallory had been wondering recently if she might be gay, but right then she knew she was bi.

“Oh man, I would love a swim more than anything after that bus trip. Could I come with you Mallory? Please?” Aaron asked.

Penny’s face fell as Mallory replied. “Sure. You got your trunks with you?”

“Yes ma’am. Do you think I could borrow a towel though?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’ll get one of Sherri’s for you,” Penny smirked. Fuck! I arranged a date with him not ten minutes before. And now he was going for a dip with the Amazonian Princess. Let’s see how you like this Aaron, she thought.

She returned with a pink towel, embroidered with unicorns and rainbows.

“Hey, it’s like my Pride flag at home. Thanks, Penny. Is it far to the pool Mallory?” he asked.

Penny stared. He was either the dumbest hick in the world or the coolest guy she’d ever met. She really didn’t know which.

“I usually run there to get warmed up,” replied Mallory. She directed a self-satisfied smile at Penny. “Takes about ten minutes.”

“Cool. Is there somewhere I could change?” he asked.

“Just use my room,” Penny said. “It’s that one on the end.” She continued sotto voce, “It’s the one where I’ll be making a man of you tomorrow night!”

As Aaron disappeared into the room with his bag, Penny turned on Mallory. “Come on Mal! Aaron is taking me out to the Delta Tau Chi thing tomorrow. What’s up with you? You were all over him like a rash. I thought you were playing on the other team now, anyway.”

“Sorry Pen, I didn’t know. Outstanding work though, he’s definitely a keeper. And I’ll play on whatever team he’s on! You better sharpen your claws. There will be a lot of competition for him at that party,” Mallory laughed.

“That’s fair enough, but I didn’t expect there to be competition in my own home. Hands off!” Penny fumed. She calmed when she saw Mallory’s hands raised in a placatory gesture. They were best friends, all four of them. They could fight like cats and dogs but it never lasted. They were like family that way.

“I want a full report on what’s in those trunks, Mal. No peeking mind, just your best remote observations!” The two girls were still giggling when Aaron reappeared in loose shorts and a T-shirt. The ludicrous towel looked so incongruous, gripped in his powerful, farmer’s hand.

“Ready to go, Miss Mallory?” he asked. She nodded and pranced to the front door, opening it for him and following him out. The door slammed and Penny let out a sigh. Another door cracked open and a tousle-haired face appeared.

“Was that the gimp?” the girl asked.

“That, my dear Lindsay was my future husband! She-Hulk has taken him for a swim. I’m gonna get spruced up before they get back. Oh Linds, he’s fucking gorgeous. One minute he’s Sheldon Cooper, the next he’s fucking Bradley Cooper. That lying bitch Sherri has kept him from us all this time. I’m going to kill her!” Penny headed into her room before Lindsay could react.

"What the hell is going on?" she thought. Shaking her head, she slouched towards the bathroom for a much-needed shower.

~~~~

Sherri Wilson trudged up the three flights of stairs to the apartment. She was in a foul mood.

When she woke up that morning, there had been two strange guys in her bed; "strange" as in normal guys she didn’t know, not weirdos. She was deliciously sore all over and couldn’t remember a thing about the night before. Her head was pounding. The empty bottle of JD on her bedside cabinet explained why. She shook the two boys to wake them up. Rod and Todd? Brett and Rhett? What the hell were their names? She knew they rhymed but that was all. At least, she thought they might. Did they rhyme? It must have been a helluva night!

“Come on guys! Get up and get the fuck out of here! Before my roommates wake up!” Sherri hissed at them.

With much grumbling, the two pretty boys pulled on their jeans, shirts, and shoes. Sherri wrapped her duvet around her shoulders and ushered them to the bedroom door.

“Last night was fun. We should do it again. I’ll call you,” she whispered.

“You don’t have our numbers,” one replied.

“I’ll find you. Don’t worry, now go!”

The lads slipped out of the door to a rousing round of applause and wolf whistles!

Feminine voices called out, “Hi, Stephen! Hi, Peter!”

No, no, no, no!

The boys ran out the front door and raced down the stairs.

Sherri looked out into the hallway to see what had happened. Her three roommates had set up a row of kitchen chairs facing her door! The bitches were eating fucking popcorn! They were laughing uproariously, hooting and hollering their delight.

“You CUNTS!” Sherri screamed. “You dirty, rotten cunts!”

She couldn’t keep it going though, she was laughing now too. The scene was absurd but also typical of the types of pranks the four girls played on each other.

“You three kept us awake all night,” complained Lindsay. “We had to do something to get our own back!”

Sherri did feel a little ashamed but her body told her it had definitely been worth it. She gave them the finger and retreated back into her room. She had just remembered that she might have some coke left from the night before. That would take care of her hangover at least.

It had, but very little else had gone right that morning. In class, her Art History professor had called on her to answer an easy question. She had whiffed it completely. It was her favorite subject too. At least she wouldn’t have to go back until after the holidays. She hoped that everyone would have forgotten by then.

“Hey guys, I’m back. Fuck, I need a drink,” she called, slouching over to the refrigerator. She reached in to grab a beer, took a long pull, and continued. “Did Aaron make it or did he run home to mommy?”

“Shhh! He’s sleeping,” the other three girls hissed at her. They were squeezed onto the love seat because some hunky guy was asleep on the main couch. They were staring at him like they had her bedroom door that morning.

“Who the hell is that?” Sherri whispered. “Did someone order a stripper?” The guy was only wearing shorts and a T-shirt that had ridden up over his picture-perfect abs.

Three heads turned to gape at her.

“You don’t recognize your own brother? It’s time you got your contact lenses checked girl,” said Mallory.

“Fuck off. In Opposite World maybe. Aaron is a little kid. Come on, who is that really?” Sherri was becoming confused.

“It’s me, Sis,” Aaron yawned, sitting up and scrubbing a hand through his hair. “How are you? Long-time no see.”

He stood and walked to her, at least a head taller than she remembered. He picked her up and pirouetted around the kitchen.

Sherri squealed in fright but then she noticed his smell, earthy and clean. She ran a finger over the small mole on his cheek. She stared into those deep blue eyes and she knew. It was him!

“Put me down you dick! Have you been mainlining Mom’s growth hormones off the farm? They’re meant for the cows, dumbass. They will shrink your dick too!” Sherri’s fists were beating a tattoo on his shoulders. Her friends laughed and shook their heads emphatically.

Aaron released his sister, kissing her on the nose. He skipped back to the couch calling, “They didn’t do your boobs any harm Sis!”

Despite herself, Sherri laughed along with the rest of them. She sat down beside him and asked, “What happened? This is not normal Aaron, these changes. You’re like a completely different person.”

“Late puberty, I guess. There are always chores to do on the farm now that dad is gone. That gives me a great workout every day. Plus, I swim four times a week. It’s great for the skin. And I got LASIK surgery on my eyes. Mom arranged it for my eighteenth birthday. But I’m still little Aaron underneath. There’s more of me to love now is all Sis!” Aaron lunged towards her and began tickling her under the ribs.

“More to hate, you mean! Get off me, you great oaf. Guys help me out here,” she shouted to her friends. They were too busy laughing to help, or even care.

~~~~

Sherri and Aaron spent the rest of the morning catching up in her room. The dynamic of their relationship had completely flipped. She had always been the aggressor, teasing him mercilessly. But now he drove the conversation. He seemed genuinely interested to hear about her school work, her softball team, and her love life.

The girls ordered pizza for lunch. When it arrived, the Wilsons re-joined the group to eat and plan their weekend.

“Lindsay and Mallory are taking me to the market later so I can cook you all dinner tonight. I want to make cocktails too. Is there anything you like in particular?

“Surprise us,” said Penny.

“Then I hoped you could show me around campus tomorrow Sis. Penny and I are going to a fraternity party tomorrow night. Are you guys all coming too?” Aaron asked.

“Yes, Sherri promised your mom we’d chaperone you this weekend,” Mallory said.

“Wait, you’ve only been here a few hours and she’s got you going to a party? To a frat party? Not Delta Tau Chi Penny? For fuck’s sake, please tell me it’s not there!” Sherri sounded exasperated as Penny shrugged.

“Those bastards will never let him in, they’ll kick his ass down the street!” Sherri continued.

“He’s my date Sherri, they’ll let us in together. It won’t be a problem honey,” Penny replied.

“You’re DATING him? You’re DATING my little brother? He’s a kid Penny, a CHILD. What kind of a sicko are you?” Sherri was fuming.

“A fucking lucky one,” Mallory exclaimed and they all stopped, silent for a moment. One by one they started to giggle and before they knew it all four girls were literally rolling on the floor, laughing.

Aaron sat back and watched them. They were all so different but deep down they could have been sisters. He hadn’t known what to expect on this trip. Sherri had drifted out of his life since she’d come here. His father had left his mom the following year so he had to grow up fast. His body had finally caught up this year, which was new and confusing too.

But deep down he liked it here. He liked the chaos, the noise, the energy and vitality of the girls. The fact that any one of them could have been a centerfold didn’t hurt either.

As everyone calmed down Lindsay stood up and held out her hand saying, “Come on Aaron, we need to hit the market. Do you have a shopping list or a recipe in mind?”

“We’ll see what’s available. I’m pretty flexible on recipes, I go with the flow,” he replied. “Give me a minute to put on some warmer clothes before we go.”

As he left the room Sherri hissed at her friends. “Have you all lost your minds? What’s gotten into you? He’s just a kid, stop fawning over him for god’s sake!”

Sherri’s friends all spoke at once.

“Open your eyes, Sherri. I know he’s your brother... but Jesus girl.”

“He’s the hottest guy any of us have seen all year.”

“And he’s here! In our apartment.”

“And unlike most hot guys he’s cool and funny as well!”

“And he’s got a huge cock!”

They all stopped, staring at Mallory.

“What?” the ebony temptress said. “He has! We went swimming this morning and you couldn’t miss it. Fuck, you could see it from space! He had those trunks, like boxer shorts, but skin-tight you know? The damn thing was halfway down his leg! I don’t know how he doesn’t just end up walking round in circles!”

“Coming?” called Aaron from the hallway, causing the girls to jump.

“Very fucking nearly,” whispered Penny as Lindsay and Mallory scooted out of the room to join him. As the front door slammed Sherri sat back, holding her hands over her eyes.

“This is a nightmare!” she cried as her friends’ delighted squeals faded down the staircase.

“Chill out woman,” cried Penny. “What’s the worst that could happen? We hook up? One of us gets him into her bed? I know yours just had a big workout but mine feels like it’s healing up down there!”

Sherri sniggered despite herself, before whispering to her friend conspiratorially, “The worst that could happen, Penny, is that the one that gets him into her bed...might be me! I can’t believe it Pen. I almost exploded with jealousy when I heard about your date. Then when Mal was talking about his dick I pretty much had an orgasm on the spot! What is wrong with me? Jesus! Fuck!”

“Nothing is wrong with you honey. You’re a kinky bitch whose panties drop at the very thought of a nice cock. Just like the rest of us. We all need this party tomorrow, let’s go for it!”

“OK,” said Sherri, not sure where that thought would lead...

~~~~

“He bought fucking Tofu,” squealed Lindsay when the intrepid shoppers returned.

“And all sorts of weird vegetables. It’s frickin’ Vegan Week at the store so Mr. Stingy here would only buy shit that was on sale. We’re going to starve!” Mallory didn’t sound any happier.

“I promise you’ll enjoy it, girls. I never leave a lady unsatisfied!” Aaron announced, winking at Sherri as he plonked the shopping bags on the counter. She buried her head in her hands, trying not to laugh. Again, she wondered where the hell all this easy charm was coming from. Aaron had always been such a shy, awkward, nerdy kid. He had a heart of gold sure, but she had never seen him even talk to a girl before.

For the next hour Chef Aaron had the four girls at his beck and call: slicing, dicing, and chopping, whatever he asked for. Then they were banished from the kitchen and told to leave him alone. Sherri was dubious about Aaron’s culinary abilities. But some of the things she could smell were pretty amazing to her.

Several hours of giggling chat and two bottles of wine later, he called them to the table. It was laden with fragrant, colorful dishes. There was a rich curry, a dark smoky stew, and several salads.

Aaron lifted one final dish from the oven. “This one’s my favorite,” he announced. “Sweet, garlic tofu,” he said, before placing it on the table. There were bowls and spoons ready for them.

“Eat up girls. It’s all healthy, low carbs. Enjoy!” Aaron said, tearing off his apron with a flourish.

Penny was first to take the plunge. As she tasted the curry and moaned with pleasure, the others weren’t far behind.

The food was a huge hit. Sherri was astonished. She’d never eaten anything half as good, even in a restaurant. And it was fucking vegan she thought.

“Where did you learn to cook like this Aaron? It’s amazing!” she asked.

“I’ve got a girl friend at home. She’s a little older and has tried to teach me some stuff. I guess I picked up a few things. I’m sorry there’s no dessert, but there will be cocktails later,” he replied.

“Wait, wait, wait. A girlfriend?” Sherri exploded. “Who the fuck is she? Not that skank Torri Wells I hope?”

“No Sherri. She’s a girl - SPACE - friend. A friend who happens to be a girl. That’s all. She’s great fun to be with and has helped me with loads of stuff over the last couple of years,” Aaron replied.

“How much older is she Aaron? My age?” Sherri continued to press.

“Oh, she’s older than you Sherri. She’s thirty-nine -- has been for a few years now!” Aaron replied with a smile.

“Forty-something? Aaron, she’s Mom’s age! That’s sick. She’s a pedophile!” Sherri exploded.

“Calm down Sis,” Aaron said. “She’s a really good friend, there’s nothing weird about it. She’s single, a bit lonely and I like spending time with her. Let it go, it’s not really any of your business Sher.”

“Leave him alone Sherri,” said Mallory.

“Is it one of Mom’s friends? Someone from the PTA? From CHURCH?”

“No Sherri! She is not one of Mom’s friends. Can we drop this, please? You’re making me feel very uncomfortable in front of your friends.” Aaron replied. Penny said, “Eat some of this curry Sher, it’s unbelievable!”

Sherri pouted and almost stamped her foot! But she did drop the matter, for now. She continued to look at her brother askance for a while though.

Sounds of pure carnal pleasure rang out as they all stuffed themselves on the delicious food. As Mallory brought a fourth bottle of wine to the table, they had all finally stopped eating. Leaning back Lindsay let out a long, resonant burp. The rest of them laughed and stood up, heading to the lounge. There they collapsed on sofas and chairs, sipping the last of the wine and chatting idly. The girls were asking Aaron about his life goals and future plans.

He gave very little away until Penny blurted out the $64,000 question.

“So, Aaron, is your cock really as big as Mal says, or is she bullshitting as usual?”

“Yes,” he said. Then after a long pause, he continued, “she’s definitely bullshitting!”

The four girls had risen towards him as one when he spoke. And all fell back laughing when he had continued.

“It’s massive, I swear,” whined Mallory, but Aaron skillfully changed the subject.

“Right, it’s cocktail time. Where are the fancy glasses?” Penny led him through to the kitchen. Ten minutes later they returned with a tray of exotic-looking drinks. They were delicious, cool, and smooth. Sherri slurped her orange one and asked Aaron what it was.

“Oh, that’s a Leg Spreader, Sis,” Aaron smiled.

“A Leg Spreader for The Leg Spreader!” cackled Lindsay. Sherri snorted of her drink and some went down her nose, but she was laughing too.

Aaron kept the exotic drinks coming and the three girls got drunker and drunker. Eventually, around midnight Aaron held up his hands and said,

“Sherri, I’m beat. Is it OK if I do the dishes in the morning? I need to go to bed.”

“Come on kid, I’ll get you settled. These lazy bitches will do the dishes. It’s the least they can do after that fabulous meal!” Sherri said, leading her brother towards her bedroom. The others’ cries of protest fell on deaf ears.

Sherri had forgotten the detritus from the previous evening! Her face colored when they entered her room. She ran around grabbing up empty condom wrappers and discarded underwear, both men's and women's. The bed was disheveled and there were crusty stains on the bottom sheet.

“Help me get this bed changed Aaron. Strip everything off it, I’ll get some clean sheets and stuff,” she said. Sherri scurried out of the room to hide her shame.

When she returned, they worked together and the bed was soon clean and fresh for Aaron. He yawned and stripped down to his shorts, ready to climb straight into bed. Sherri stared at the intriguing lump between his thighs, thinking about what Mal had said. Any lonely middle-aged woman who got within a mile of that thing would be all over it!

“Are you sure this female friend of yours isn’t being inappropriate Aaron?” Sherri asked. “The age difference is considerable. Are you sure she’s not using you?”

“Don’t worry Sher, she loves me and I love her,” Aaron replied, yawning sleepily.

“You love her? Jesus, Aaron, does Mom know?” Sherri demanded, appalled. But Aaron was already asleep, snoring gently.

Sherri watched him for a while, feeling an outpouring of affection for the boy. Shaking her head, she returned to the kitchen to help with the clean-up operation.

Hours later, Aaron woke up with a substantial piss hardon, so he got up to take care of it. He didn’t want to disturb anyone so he didn’t turn on any lights. After a joyous pee, he made his way back towards his room. He could make out some light below from Mallory’s door and heard her moaning.

“Oh god,” he thought. “I’ve poisoned her, I’ve made her sick!”

He moved to her door and entered the room, whispering as he did so,

“Mallory, are you OK? Are you sick?” Then he stopped dead in his tracks as Mallory looked up from between Lindsay’s thighs! They were 69’ing, with Mallory on top.

“We’re not sick Aaron, this is perfectly normal!” Then she ducked back to her work, bringing another moan from the flame-haired girl.

Lindsay’s head dropped away from Mal’s pussy and she said softly, “Come in Aaron. Shut the door. Join us. Please?” She stared at him for a moment, her eyes wild. Before he could answer, Lindsay turned her attention back to her bedmate. With a low growl, she buried her face in the sumptuous, chocolate brown pussy hovering above her face.

Aaron closed the door and approached them. The scene on the bed was incredibly erotic. Both girls were naked and clearly very skilled at what they were doing to each other.

“I can’t join in. I really do have a girl back home. But I’d love to watch if you don’t mind. It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful. Both of you together. Can I? Watch I mean?” Aaron’s voice was quiet, almost reverent.

“Sure honey,” said Mallory, licking her lips sensuously. “Come, sit up here beside us,” she said, patting the bed. “Pull out that big monster and give us a show too, please? Your girl wouldn’t mind you jerking off, would she? It’s not like you’re touching us... or tasting us... or fucking us... yet,” she said. Mallory stuck out her tongue lasciviously but smiled warmly, making him feel safe. So, he did as she asked.

Aaron shucked off his pants and knelt on the bed beside the passionate lovers. They were already close to cumming he realized, working hard with fingers and tongues. He pulled on his prick. It had stiffened again on entering the room and was rock hard now, swollen to its full size.

He noticed that Mallory had a pretty tattoo at the base of her spine. It was a mixture of good luck symbols. As he looked closer, he could see that it featured a horseshoe. It was in turn entwined with four-leaf clovers and a rabbit’s foot. Aaron thought that anyone who got to see it from this close was pretty fucking lucky!

As he looked at it Lindsay pushed a slippery finger into Mallory’s sweet, sucking asshole! The beautiful ebony skin along her back rippled as she orgasmed. Her lower legs were twitching too as she moaned. Whatever she was doing to Lindsay seemed to have the same effect as she went off like a bomb too. A huge spray of thick, white juice shot from her pussy and splashed over Mallory’s face. Some of it hit the bed and some even landed on Aaron’s thigh.

He reached his hand out and he dipped his finger in the droplets, scooping some up. In slow motion, he brought it to his mouth and sucked it clean.

“Mmm,” he moaned, “tastes good.”

The two girls rearranged themselves so that they could kiss each other on the lips. For Aaron, this was even sexier, even more intimate than what they had been doing before. He pulled on his cock harder and harder. He’d never had stimulation like this to masturbate to before. He leaned his head back and gritted his teeth, trying to stave off his eruption.

“It’s beautiful Mal. Look at it, it’s perfect,” whispered Lindsay.

“I told you,” replied Mallory, “I’ve never seen anything like it. Well, not on a human being anyway!”

They giggled and brought their faces close to Aaron’s distended member. His fist was a blur now; he was about to cum.

“Cum on our faces Aaron. Paint us with your jizz,” Mallory implored.

“In our mouths too baby, let us taste your cream,” Lindsay followed up.

Aaron was there. A quick look down at the two devilishly angelic faces below him was enough. Mouths wide, curling tongues extended, it was like all his porno dreams had come true at once. A geyser of boiling sperm blasted out of him, splashing across Lindsay’s nose into Mallory’s mouth. Again, and again, he shot, covering the beautiful girls with goo. It felt like it would never stop and he grunted and groaned with every delicious contraction.

But finally, his pleasure abated, the ropes of cum petered out. The glossy, smiling faces of Lindsay and Mallory met in a sloppy kiss. Gently, adoringly they kissed and licked at each other. Soon the evidence of Aaron’s colossal outpouring was gone.

“That is about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Thank you for letting me watch. And for... you know,” Aaron said, pulling on his shorts.

“You’re welcome, baby. Anytime,” drawled Mallory. “We’d love you to spend the night. We could show you so much more.”

“We’re not gay Aaron,” said Lindsay. “We love guys too and you’re just our type. Handsome and strong, thick and long! Come back whenever you want for another show. Or to join in!” She blew him a sticky kiss as he crossed the room and slipped out.

“What the fuck were you doing in there?” hissed Sherri as he closed the door behind him.

He jumped, turning to her in anger.

“Whatever the fuck I wanted to Sherri! I’m a man and can do whatever I like,” he spat.

“Sorry,” his sister said. “I was worried. Overprotective maybe. Mom made me promise to look after you and I didn’t know what those two sluts would be getting up to. Are you OK? Did they... do things to you?” Sherri stumbled.

“We never touched each other. I reminded them about my girlfriend. They let me watch. It was wonderful,” Aaron replied.

“I know, I’ve seen them myself,” Sherri blurted before she could stop herself. “This girlfriend Aaron. Seriously, who is she?” she demanded.

“I’ve said too much already Sherri. I’m actually surprised you haven’t worked it out by now. If you guess right, I’ll admit the truth. But I’m not volunteering any more information,” Aaron said.

“OK, challenge accepted! Well done, it can’t have been easy to keep yourself under control in there,” Sherri said. Deep down she felt rather proud of her little "bro." It didn’t last long though, as a guilty look clouded his face.

“Oh Aaron, you dirty little shit. You jerked off in there? With my friends? Fuck! I knew you were a pervert. I knew it! To think I was worried and coming to check up on you. Go back to bed you sicko. Jeez, doing that in your sister’s apartment. You’re so gross! Eurgh!” Sherri pushed him away and stomped back to Penny’s bedroom.

Aaron shrugged.

Totally worth it!

~~~~

The next day Sherri was in a sullen mood as she and Aaron rode the bus to her campus.

“Remind me again why we’re doing this? You’re not going to come to school here are you?” she demanded.

“It doesn’t much matter where I go to school. Math is math and computer science is the same everywhere too. Mom says I should focus more on my happiness and well-being. Most of those Ivy League schools survive on their bloated reputations. That’s not the modern way. They’re dinosaurs, ancient history.

“Oh, and I forgot to give you your real reasons yesterday, 420 of them,” Aaron replied. He handed her the envelope his mom had given him.

“I spent $80 on dinner and drinks last night,” he shrugged. “Sorry.”

“Whatever,” she muttered, snatching the money from him. Then she stopped herself, reconsidering why was she mad at him? She knew that her brother had been nothing but charming and generous, and that last night’s dinner had been the best she’d ever eaten. Why am I being so shitty to him? The late-night tryst with my friends? Mallory and Lindsay would seduce the pope if he popped by. Why should I blame Aaron?

It was pure, green-eyed jealousy she knew, and that it was her problem, not his. This has to stop. I have to stop it. Now! She needed an excuse for her bad behavior, one that a man wouldn’t question. She came up with one that was so easy that no guy would ever question it.

“I’m sorry Aaron. I don’t mean to be such a bitch. It’s that time of the month and I’m feeling... bad,” Sherri mumbled.

“Oh Sher, I’m sorry, that’s terrible. Mom gets that too and it’s awful. I learned some massage techniques that seem to help her. If you want, I can try them on you at home?” he offered.

“Thank you, Brother, we’ll see,” she said, annoyed that her little white lie was growing bigger. She patted his hand to thank him before indicating it was time to get off the bus.

She led him around the main focal points of the campus. As Aaron quizzed her, she pointed out useful offices and agencies as they went. Aaron raised some very mature and sensible queries. He teased her too when she told him about all the silly mistakes and screw-ups she’d made as a freshman.

Aaron was as charming and funny as before, keeping the mood light. After a rather chilly al fresco lunch, they went for a stroll. Sherri idly took his hand as they wandered through the tree-lined Oval. It felt so natural to walk hand in hand like this. Sherri squeezed his fingers tight and he squeezed back.

As they walked, Aaron’s questions turned inward and became more personal.

“What’s going on with you Sherri? Tell me the truth, maybe I can help,” he asked in a soft voice.

“What do you mean? I’m great. Life is sweet,” Sherri responded. It was an automatic response. She gave it no more thought than breathing.

“That’s not true. Your room… last night. I saw… things. You went crazy trying to tidy up. There were things in the wastebasket - nasty things,” Aaron said. It was clear that he was treading carefully, trying not to set her off.

“What things? Are you spying on me, Aaron? Going through my trash?” Again, Sherri’s anger boiled up, this time spilling over. “That’s despicable, you rotten bastard!”

“You knocked it over when you ran out of the room Sher. I just tidied it up. I may be a yokel straight off the farm but I know what drug wraps look like. I can count to six. That’s the number of greasy, used condoms that were in your trash can. Talk to me, Sher. Why are you doing this?” Aaron’s voice remained calm but his heart was racing. He was no counselor but he was desperate to reach out to his sister. To get through to her. To help her.

“I… I… You…,” Sherri was speechless. All her usual responses and denials were AWOL. Nothing would come out. She stopped walking and looked up at her little brother, worry writ large on his face. All that she could feel from him was love and concern. She pulled herself together, ready for a fight, and crumpled.

Aaron reached out and grabbed her, wrapping her up in his strong arms. He pulled her to his breast as the tears began. Great wracking sobs. Howls of anguish poured from her throat. Her makeup ran, as did her nose. Bubbles of snot poured onto her lips and mouth. Aaron fished out a pack of tissues from his coat pocket. With careful, delicate movements he dabbed it all away. Wiping up the evidence of her outburst. He kissed her forehead and hugged her tight, letting her cry herself out.

As her shoulders stopped heaving, he moved them off the path towards a bench seat. He set Sherri down and kneeled in front of her. Holding her hands at his mouth Aaron spoke once more.

“That’s it, Sherri. Let it all out. It’s been eating you alive, hasn’t it? It’s a downhill spiral. You start with baby steps at the top. No big deal, just a little fun. Then it gets steeper and steeper until you’re falling, out of control.

“I’m here to catch you, Sherri, to take you home, to keep you safe.”

Sherri put her arms around her brother’s head and pulled him close, whispering in his ear.

“It’s none of your business Aaron. I can do what I want. Fuck who I want, whenever I want to. I can take what I want too. I’m the grown-up here. So, I had a little party with two energetic studs. Big deal. You weren’t far off doing the same thing with Mal and Linds last night! You can’t preach to me. You don’t know what it’s like. You don’t know anything!” She finished in a venomous hiss. Her vulnerability had been quashed, forced back down into the dismal, darkness of her soul. ItTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.