We spent four hours trying like hell to behave ourselves.
I had brought a book, and I read as much of it as I could while sitting within easy reach of my sister. It was hard to concentrate with her so close, and I knew that she was probably thinking the same thing. I probably only pulled in every third word or so, and even then I don't think I really remembered anything about the book.
It was too hard not to look. Every few seconds, my eyes would sneak away from what I was reading and I would peek at Dani. She had put her earbuds in and was listening to some band I had never really bothered to care about before. I inherited Dad's love of what Dani called "old guy rock", and Dani had inherited Mom's love of whatever happened to be on the top 40 countdown.
She had pulled her feet up and curled them under, laying her legs over to the side and giving me a perfect view of her smooth, tanned skin. Her butt cheeks peeked out at me from the bottom of her shorts and when she moved just right I would catch a glimpse of the edge of one of her lips slipping past the hem. Coupled with the sight of her loose t-shirt pulled tight across her chest, the effect was strong enough to keep me hard the entire time.
I caught her sneaking glances at my cock a few times and we would share a goofy, happy smile. I never thought I would stop fighting with my sister for any reason. I certainly never thought it would be due to anything like this!
It was just after noon when Dad pulled into a gas station and we all got out to stretch. While Dad filled the tank, I unpacked myself from the back of the van and yawned, reaching as high as I could and arching back a bit, feeling cramped up muscles burn pleasantly. Mom had popped around to talk to Dad about something and Dani jumped out of the van, landed lightly, skipped up to me and grabbed my still-stiff cock as I stretched. She laughed when I jumped a foot off the ground.
"You better get that thing under control, Fucker," Dani giggled. "Your dick is gonna get us busted."
"Yeah, right," I retorted. "You try not getting horny stuck in the back seat with you after this morning."
"I am," she said, then leaned close and stood on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear. "You just can't see how horny I am."
With that, she pushed off from my chest and jogged into the gas station, pulling her long hair into a ponytail and securing it with the ever-present tie on her wrist. I watched as long as I dared, then took a few deep breaths and tried desperately to think of something else.
"Hey, kiddo?" Dad called from the pump. "Run in and grab a road map!"
"Sure thing, Dad," I replied.
The inside of the gas station was the same as every other gas station out west. Air conditioned to the point of freezing, and filled to the brim with snack food, soft drinks, and tourist junk. Dani was nowhere to be found. I grabbed one of the big U.S. road atlases, paid, and headed back outside. Dad had finished fuelling up and was waving his hands at my mom in a gesture I have come to call "Fuck It, Whatever". It's the gesture he makes every time Mom gets him to cave on something.
"What's up?" I asked. Dad took the atlas and rolled his eyes.
"Your mother has decided we're going to camp in Yellowstone tonight, like we haven't done it before," he said.
"It's not that, dear. I just think it'll be nice to stay together in a place we all know we love. Both the kids are going away at the end of the summer, and I just-"
"I get it, love," Dad said. "Besides, I already said 'yes'."
Just as he finished, Dani bounced back into view from the gas station and handed me one of those long, ridiculous, twisty rainbow lollipops.
"Here you go, baby brother. Just for you," she said. She smirked irritatingly at me and hopped back into the van. Six hours ago, that would have started a fight. Amazing what a few orgasms between siblings can accomplish.
"Thanks, Jumbo! By the way, we're spending the night in Yellowstone, so it'd be a shame if you were to, say, leave a ham sandwich in your sleeping bag and get eaten by a bear!" I called after her. Mostly it gave me an excuse to watch her ass as she climbed in the van.
"We're sharing a tent, dude. He'd eat you too!"
"Fair point," I muttered to myself as I crammed my way back into the van. "How is it you make getting in this thing look so easy?"