Note: All characters over 18. I plan to do some non-incest stories soon. I really do, but at the moment incest ftw.
8000 words, so not a short story. There is no hardcore force or rape. Just some reluctance.
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"I have a proposition for you Kelly."
My sister looked at me and frowned. We were both slumped on the couch watching mindless crap on the TV. Mum and dad were at work and we were left pretty much alone for most of the day during the summer holidays.
We were both on break from school, but mum and dad had decided we had to do plenty of chores around the house. Something about the devil being in idle hands. Not that we were religious, my dad just like the expression because it let him order us about.
So we had to stay around the house and work several hours a day to complete the chores before the parents got home and give us an earful. It meant we couldn't catch the bus or train into the city.
I wasn't affected. I didn't have any friends to hang out with. I had friends at school, but we were a bunch of guys who hung out with each other, just so we wouldn't be loners. We weren't the loser group, but we weren't far off.
So I was planning to study, play games and relax the holidays away, but I knew my sister would be wanting to leave home. We went to different schools, but I knew she was much more popular than me.
That was where my proposition hinged.
We were twins, but only because we were born the same day, there was no comparison in looks. She was petite, brunette with lightly tanned skin. Kelly had enough curves that every man checked her out when they saw her. Even me, well especially me.
I was just a regular guy, any one of billions. Brown hair, pale skin, medium build. That was me. I think Kelly got all the good genes while I picked up the average ones.
Kelly looked curiously at me. Her being bored would only play into my hands.
"What is it?"
I sat up, crossed my legs on the couched and pushed my hands together. Kelly rolled her eyes.
"I am shit with the ladies. Like I barely register on their radar. So I have needs that need to be met with no possibility anything happening."
"Yeah you are a loser, you couldn't catch any pussy if a cat was thrown at you."
Kelly's analogy nearly made me laugh. I cleared my throat.
"Exactly. So here is my offer." Kelly narrowed her eyes and sat up properly. "You want to go into the city don't you? You don't want to be stuck out here all summer with just me for company."
"Uh, yeah."
"Because of those chores mum and dad want from us, you can't catch the early train in. What I am offering is to do your chores for certain services from you."
Kelly stared at me, her face slowly moving into a deep scowl.
"What the fuck! Are you trying to buy me?"
I tilted my head. I needed to stay calm and let her see the benefits. I couldn't wimp out now.
"Yes. I do your chores and you let me fuck you whenever I want when you are home. I will pretend that you did the chores and you still get the money mum and dad pay for them. Win win for you."
"No freaking way. You are my brother, my twin brother! I'm not going to let you fuck me or even touch me! If you don't shut up right now and stay the hell out of my sight for the rest of summer I am going to tell mum and dad. In fact you will do my chores just so I don't tell."
I smiled and spread my hands.
"So you say to mum and dad I offered to do your chores for sex? Where is your proof and are they likely to believe you when they know me so well? They know I am the top student of the school and even do community service down at the local mental asylum."
People always got freaked out when I told them that. They didn't realise most people at the asylum were perfectly fine and none of them were criminally insane. The worst I faced was having to listen to delusions for hours on end. Though the person was usually so passionate you found yourself caught up. It was like listening to an audio fantasy book.
Only the doctors, nurses and interns copped crap. To the people in the asylum I was just another one of them who visited on weekends. And as such was an ally and friend.
Of course no one knew I had taken the community service to add to my squeaky clean reputation. I enjoyed the work, but I was getting so much more out of it.
I had been planning this 'proposition' for a long time. My sister's body was way too hot and tight for me to ignore.
Kelly stared at me. I continued.
"You may be a top student as well, but you used a lie a lot when you were a kid remember?"
Kelly snorted. She was already a little calmer. I just needed to keep this like a business deal.
"Maybe when I ten or something. But that was way back then, mum will believe me."
I smirked.
"Parents. How do mum and dad treat you now even though you are no longer a child?" Kelly opened her mouth and a little bit of doubt entered her scowl. "Exactly, they still think of us as kids. To them we are still their little babies."
Kelly flinched. Mum still called us her little babies and I was glad I never had any friends around to here that. I know Kelly hates it as much as me.
"I am not going to let you fuck me. I can't let my brother be my... I can't let you fuck me."
I spread my hands.
"Come on. You know me. I would barely last twenty seconds before cumming. You'd barely feel my tiny cock. You'd only have to deal with me a short time every day. Meanwhile I will do your chores while you mess with your friends in the city."
I desperately hoped I was lying. I had never been with a girl, so how was I to know how long I would last. But I needed to sell the negatives of the deal as taking barely any time.
"I don't have friends to mess with."
"I don't mean guys. Girl friends."
Kelly stared at me like I was an idiot. I had missed something, but that didn't matter now. Kelly wouldn't be able to spend all summer here with me. Her reputation would probably die. I imagined she was the type of popular chick near the top of the social totem pole. She certainly had the looks to be the most popular, hell she could be a model in any magazine she wanted.
Kelly got up and looked at the clock.
"I have to go and clean the pool."
Kelly pushed off the couch and swayed away, not on purpose, but her arse swayed gracefully no matter how she walked. I watched and didn't even bother to raise my eyes until she had turned around, and then I only raised them to her pert breasts.
Kelly made a disgusted noise and went up stairs to change. I quickly followed her up to change into my swimming trunks and beat her to the pool in the back yard.
Our pool was quite large, while thanks to our large back yard we still managed to have a large square of grass to mow. And plenty of garden beds to weed and look after the plants. All in all I bet dad was glad me and Kelly were home to take care of the high maintenance back garden.
I turned the entertainment system on in the patio and nodded my head along with Depeche Mode's Wrong. Kelly strutted in just as the chorus pumped out.
"What are you doing?"
"I thought I would help you with the pool. Seems fair for you listening to my proposal. You can give me an answer tomorrow, even if you say no the offer will stay open all summer. Just see how long you can last."
Kelly looked around. We had high fences all around the yard and the neighbours all worked the same hours as mum and dad. The suburb was practically empty, but Kelly still kept her voice low. Not that I was being any less cautious with my vaguely worded statement.
"Oh I won't be changing my mind any time soon."
Kelly started to get things organised while I jumped in the pool with a broom. Dad told us he wanted the sides and bottom as clean as possible. Since the machine only did the bottom and even then not up to his standards we had to scrub with brooms. There wasn't much to clean, but because of the crappy city water we used the yucky green algae stuff formed pretty fast. Even the chlorine in the water wouldn't stop it.
It wasn't noticable until you touched the wall or bottom or didn't clean it properly once a week.
So we scrubbed the walls and dived down to the bottom to scrub the thin layer of crap off while the machines sucked the crap in.
We were having a break from what was one of the worst weekly tasks when I started my sales spiel again.
"You know you don't have to do it all at once. We can go by steps."
"What are you talking about now? I can't believe I never noticed how deranged you were. I thought you were a goody two shoes."
"All carefully maintained to ensure no one would believe you when I offered you this deal. Now say I take over your chore of dusting."
We both did all the same chores, most had to be done at least three times a week, some more. Dusting was an every day chore.
"What so you would take a chore at a time and get more and more off me?"
"Remember you still get the money they pay you, but yes. If I take over your dusting duties I might ask for..."
Kelly interrupted me.
"Why would that help me except to give me some free time to my already empty schedule. Dusting is daily, but that wouldn't allow me to go into the city."
I paused.
"You have a point, but I was only using it as a demonstration. If I took over your dusting. I would be allowed to say." I pretended to think, but I had already worked out a compensation table for the chores. "I would be able to kiss you, with tongue any time I wanted."
Kelly made a face and pushed off the pool edge.
"I thought you just wanted one thing. Not something intimate like kissing."