n fact. Well, fuck her. Wait, no. Wrong insult. He sighed, pulling an old shirt over his

some, Danni winning more. He always managed to get in a few good hits though, before she threw the inevitable knockout blow. Unfortuna

they so damn talkative. Mike could spend a week in the house and not say a word. Not his damn sisters though. Yap yap yap blah blah blah fucking blah. Plus, the conversations they had were so damn ridiculous! Hair and makeup

e shower. FUCK. Why did Danni have to pop into his head when he was masturbating? F

go fu

me, and with Emma there! He felt himself getting flustered again and headed to the shed to find the lawn mower. He looked at the sun. It w

ally there or if it was a natural part of being a teenager. It had only started causing him grief recently. He'd only started getting

that he wasn't attracted to them or get horny, he was and did. He just turned all that energy behind it to sports. Football, soccer, cross country, track, all of those he coul

among the locals. His sisters were stunned when he'd declined playing college football, though he'd been offered a few scholarships. He'd grown tired of it. He'd decided to put it behind him and focus on get

'd planted in the backyard for Beth, not wanti

neighborhood. Sex was all he thought about. It was all he wanted. He'd never been with a girl, though he'd kissed a few. That was another odd thing about him. Back in high school, being the star wide receiver meant that he could pretty much have any girl he wanted, that wasn't already taken. Plenty tried to give it up for him, but he'd never seemed interested, never seemed like he really cared about it. He'd h

girl that offered it to him. She liked him much more than he liked her, and she was very good friends with Emma. Still, he did get to cop a few feels, and would get occasional urges to take it further. By the time he'd have the chance to d

had the mower put up, he trimmed the hedges, used the weed eater up next to the house and around the trees, edged the sidewalks and tu

n his neck and chest. The door to the patio opened and Danni came out, followed by Beth, Emma, and finally Sarah, who was carrying a glass of water for him. She

always wore. Mike was glad he was wearing sunglasses. Emma was still pointedly not look at him, though, and Mike really couldn

the water. He downed it in a few gulps. Sarah turned to go back inside, presumably to c

d deciding it was getting entirely too damn hot for a shirt, pulled his off and tossed it aside.

r brother was. He wasn't an overly muscled lummox like most of the guys in college and back in her high school were, or were desperately trying to be. He looked lithe, muscular but not bulging. Suddenly aw

lf as he glanced over and saw his twin rubb

in oil. Emma lay down beside them to soak in the sun. They all reached beside themse

. "I should've done this when spring hit," he said aloud, desperately trying to keep the voice quiet. It was screaming "BOOBS" over and o