Alyssa had just finished the long drive home from college, the freedom and being away from her parent's strict rules was exactly what she needed to start opening up socially. She had just finished up her junior year and was returning home to see her brother Johnny for the first time in three years.
As her car pulled into her parents' driveway, she felt a small smile spread across her face as she spotted the back of Johnny's head through the kitchen window, his head bent forward, even from where she was sitting it was obvious he was hard at work.
Even though they had similar personalities growing up, Alyssa took after her mother with her shoulder-length blonde hair, blue eyes, a small button nose.
Johnny looked like their father, brown mousy hair that always looks messy, brown eyes emphasised by large thick black-rimmed glasses and a large nose.
Using her key to unlock the front door and calling out for her brother and parents, Johnny came around the corner and pulled her into a tight hug and using his nickname for her, despite her frustration with it growing up, Johnny persisted with it. Now it made her smile. "Hey Aly, Mom and Dad won't be home for a while, they got held up at the office...you know how it is."
That news was nothing new to Alyssa, her parents always seemed to be busy, they loved her and her brother but their jobs at the local law firm kept them in the office for most of the weekdays.
"Hey Johnny, how is......what happened to your face?" Whatever Alyssa was about to say was cut off when she saw her brother's face, a small cut on his bottom lip that had a slight swelling to it. A bruise just beneath his right eye. Johnny wasn't known for fighting so his appearance was definitely out of the ordinary.
"Oh, this, just some of the guys messing, it's nothing Aly" Johnny tried playing it off but he never was very good of a liar growing up.
"Johnny, you look like shit and you can either tell me or I can call mom and we will let her decide if it's nothing," Aly files her arms across her chest and pouts, eerily similar to their mother when they were growing up.
"Ok his name is Michael, he hit me when I told on him for cheating on a maths test. Just drop it ok?" Johnny mumbled before turning and walking away. Alyssa went to follow him but he slammed his bedroom door in her face and refused to speak to her.
Alyssa went towards the kitchen and heard a notification beep on a phone in the corner of the room. it was Johnny's phone, she could read the start of the message through the notification from Michael but couldn't unlock the phone to read the rest, it mentioned something about after practice. It must mean football practice, her old high school loved football and always seemed to get scholarships for their star students.
She decided to speak to Michael herself and try sorting out what had happened with her brother.
It took her forty-five minutes to reach the school and she got there just in time to catch the end of practice, she sat on the hood of her car and watched the final play, She never was interested in football so she wasn't that interested, but it involved one player throwing the ball to another on the far side of the field followed by a shout of encouragement from the coach "Good catch Michael."
The player who had just caught the ball turned and bowed before pulling off his helmet and jogging back towards the coach, Alyssa could see his smug grin from where she was and instantly disliked him, with his black hair cut short on the sides and the top pulled into spikes, the way his dark brown skin glistened with sweat beneath the spotlights.
The coach called the end of practice and Alyssa waited for Michael to finish up, she saw him walking towards a car on the far end of the car park so she hurried over while calling out "hey Michael wait up,"
Unfortunately, he didn't hear her and he left so she had to follow him to his car and managed to catch his attention as he was getting changed out of his shorts and jersey.
Rounding the corner, Alyssa confronts Michael as he sits on the edge of his car trunk, kicking his shorts onto his bag, Alyssa finally gets a look at him up close and is surprised by how athletic his body is, every muscle on his dark frame seems to form perfectly leading to the next, his large shoulders drawing her eyes to his large biceps and forearms, his pecs leading to his stomach, a visible six-pack showing off what is hard work in the gym.
Then her eyes are drawn to his light grey boxers, the form-fitting material doing little to hide the outing of his cock, Alyssa could see the large shaft pressing down towards his left thigh, thankfully his boxers hid his cock from view.
It takes Michael a second to acknowledge the blonde girl in front of him but he can't help but chuckle, his deep voice teasing her "You know, you can take a look if you want..."
"A look?" Alyssa mumbles before realising she is staring and forces herself to look up and maintain eye contact with him.
"I'm here to speak to you about Johnny, you need to leave him alone." her tone doesn't sound very demanding despite her best effort.
Michael laughs lightly, the smirk that spreads across his lips shows how funny he finds the situation "Johnny? Yeah, I don't know what that has to do with you but I think you need to mind your business,"
"He is my brother and you leave him alone or I tell your year head about what you did to him, I'm sure the school would love to know what their star player gets up to" Alyssa smirks folding her arms across her chest but her gaze keeps glancing at Michaels chest and stomach before resting on his boxers.
Michael notices the gaze lingering and feels his shaft hardening in response to her attention "his sister? Huh, he never told me he had a hot sister before.....what do you think happens when you tell on me huh?"
"They will force you to leave him alone,"
"No....I will get in trouble but your brother won't enjoy what comes next, but we can have a deal ok?" He quickly cuts Alyssa off as he stands up and walks closer, his large frame dwarfing hers.
Her heart is pounding against her chest, she can see how he is eying her up, like a predator sizing up his next meal, her voice catching in her throat as she feels his large hand cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear "you are gonna do as I say." he whispers huskily, his bulge pressing against her stomach.
His free hand taking hers and resting it on his bulge, her hand is held in place, not like she tried very hard to pull away, she can feel his girth against the palm of her hand, her fingertips cupping his large sack through his boxers.
The hand on her face gently slides lower and pushes down on her shoulder guiding her to her knees "don't be shy now, pull down my boxers" he orders, his tone leaving no room for discussion, "suck my cock or Johnny gets the beating of his life."
Kneeling before him and gently pulling down his boxers, his large black cock taps against her cheek before he uses his right hand to guide the purple tip towards her lips.
