I had a part time job at a local pizza joint, usually evenings with some afternoons if they were busy. It wasn't a great job but I'd moved back home from university for the summer and one of the conditions was that I get some sort of a job to at least cover my own expenses and help a bit with food and stuff.
It was good to be back home with the only real issues being I had less privacy than I was used to and my younger sister still lived at home which meant I had to deal with her. Over all, we didn't get along too badly but over the last year, I'd gotten used to being able to walk to the bathroom with just boxers on or sometimes nothing because my roommate spent a lot of his time at his girlfriend's place. On the up-side, she often had friends over and seeing as I was 21 and she was 19, I had no problem enjoying a peek or two at a well-built girl in tight shorts and a tank top.
One Monday, I wasn't working so had gone out for some supper and a beer or two with a couple of buddies for a beer and got home about 10. Mom and dad didn't really like me going out too often, they didn't care much if I drank but considered it a 'waste of money' and preferred that I just had a drink or two at home but I knew they were out for the evening so I'd be home before they were. I'd hardly gotten in when she said, "Kirk, what the fuck were you doing in my room?"
She didn't usually swear so I knew she was really upset. I was going to deny it but then she held up a vibrator and said, "Maybe more importantly, would you like to explain what the fuck you were doing with this?"
Oh fuck! So much for denying that I'd been in her room because now I remembered that I'd forgotten to put it back from the night before. Even as I was trying to come up with an answer, she waved it in front of my face and kept going. "Never mind! Seeing as it was in your room but I know you didn't have anyone over recently, it still has lube on it and it smells like ass, I'm pretty sure that I know what you've been doing and where it's been."
Double fuck! As much as we got along, we'd also always enjoyed getting the other one in trouble and even though I was 21, mom and dad were really strait laced when it came to sex or even talk of sex so if she told mom and dad, I'd be totally screwed and possibly kicked out.
"So, are you gay, bi or what?"
I took a deep breath and said, "No, definitely not gay or even bi, I was watching porn one night at University and one of the vids was a guy using a toy on himself. I'd had a few drinks so I watched it and found it turned me on a bit. That night when I was masturbating, I played with my ass and found it actually felt good and I've played with my ass somewhat regularly since then. A week or so ago, I was looking for that CD you borrowed and found that vibrator in your drawer. I know I shouldn't have but when I saw it, I wondered what it would feel like so I grabbed it to play with it later and it felt really good. I made sure I washed it well before I put it back. I grabbed it again yesterday but forgot to put it back."
At first, I really couldn't tell from the look on her face whether she believed me, was pissed or even cared. Then she looked at me and said, "Ok, just so I've got this right, you have no interest in guys what so ever but you enjoy the feeling of something in your ass. You weren't satisfied with just a finger or two so you decided to grab one of my toys without permission and fuck your ass with it. Am I good so far?"
By that point, about all I could do was nod.
"Ok, how many times have you 'borrowed' it?"
"Three times."
"Ok, so now I've got to decide whether I should let mom and dad know that you were in my room without permission, took my vibrator and that their son enjoys sticking things in his ass."
Shit, I knew she was going to go there and now I'd either end up in more shit than I'd ever been in so far with my parents or end up groveling to my younger sister not to say anything. I was just going to ask what it would take for her to forget the whole thing when I had a thought.
"Sure, you'd get me in lots of trouble but then you'd have to admit that you had a vibrator in your room and you know that even though it wouldn't be as bad, dad would still freak out about that."
"Oh, I thought of that already and figured I could just get in trouble for telling them I went into your room to find something of mine and found this laying on the floor. Of course, I'd tell them I never saw it in my life before so you must have brought it with you from university."
Shit, she'd already thought it through and her story sounded totally plausible.
"So that takes me back to whether or not I should tell mom and dad. Do you know how good it feels to pretty much have your fate right here for me to decide? You need to come up with something really good if you want me to stay quiet about this."
"Like doing your share of the laundry and cleaning for the rest of the summer?"
Kirsty just laughed and said, "Well, that would keep me quiet about the 'coming into my bedroom without permission' part and I could even make it worse by saying I found a pair of my panties in your room with the vibrator and make you sound like a total perv."
By now, I know I was sweating and blushing even though I felt cold plus I had a feeling she already had something planned for me but was making me wait before she told me.
When she looked at me and said, "Aww, don't worry big brother, do you really think I'd tell mom and dad and get you in that much trouble?" I knew she realized there wasn't much I wouldn't do to keep it all quiet.
"Follow me, I want to show you something."