I still remember the first time he showed me. My friend Mark from my college swim team was dating my sister, he didn't know at the time of course, but she was a year older and I didn't really talk about her.
She worked as a waitress at our local bar restaurant, where they met and they were already having sex before she even shared her last name with him.
"Dude, my new girlfriend is kinky as fuck, she keeps sending me nudes so I'll stay horny," said Mark as we dried from the showers.
"Awesome, she knows you have a tiny dick then?" I replied with a grin.
"Ha, fuck you. Want to see, she sent me like 3 pictures since this morning."
"That's your girl man."
"Well I'm not going to tell her, here, this folder is all of them, swipe right to see the rest," he said, handing me his phone.
I swiped through the pictures, they were pretty explicit, legs open showing a shaved pussy, on her side showing her ass, she was sexy as hell. I swiped through a few then tried to give the phone back.
"That's only like a third of them, keep going," he insisted.
I kept going. All of the pictures cut off her face, I asked him about it and he said her face was in the most recent ones. I felt my cock stir at the sight of her body though, beautiful breasts and nice hips taken in a mirror again cutting off her face. When I got to her face picture I froze. She was topless, smiling and staring at me with the same eyes I'd seen my whole life.
"Told you she's hot, just pics have given you a semi," he said.
"You shouldn't show anyone else these pictures man, could have told me her fucking name first," I replied, handing him his phone.
"What?"
I looked around to make sure we were alone in the lockers.
"It's my fucking sister!"
"No way, I didn't even know you had one! Dude, really I had no idea."
"I... I never talk about her, it's fine. Just wish I'd known before I started looking at her nudes."
"You've never seen her nude before?"
"Fuck no dude, that's not right!"
"Whatever, I totally get to see Clara when she gets out the shower, she don't care."
"Clara is your twin, are you not ashamed to be looking at her?"
"No way, she's hot. Not like we're fucking or anything."
"I'm going home. I'll never be able to look Amber in the eyes again."
"Knowing she gave you a boner?"
"Why were you even looking at my dick anyway, homo."
"Fond memories my friend, fond memories." He said quietly.
"Well just not here. I gotta go, talk to you later."
The 'fond memories' Mark mentioned was nothing I regretted, we'd got some liquor from his parents cabinet, got a little drunk and ended up sucking each other off. We agreed it was fun and we'd planned to try again sober but was something we'd not tell any of our closed minded friends about.
That night at dinner, well, the pizza Amber and I shared since our parents were working late, I couldn't get the pictures I'd seen out of my head and to my annoyance, they were exciting me again.
"So, can I tell you a secret if you promise not to tell Mom and Dad?" said Amber.
"Depends what it is, if you've won the powerball I want half," I replied.
"No, asshole, I got a boyfriend."
"How, you work all the time, never go anywhere."
"Well I met him at work, he had a fake ID and I wouldn't serve him but he was cute and laughed when I brought him a coke with fancy umbrella and stuff in it. Anyway, he's younger than me and we have this chemistry you know?"
"I won't tell you what to do Amber, is none of my business. I'm happy for you."
"Aww, thank you. Anyway, I wanted to tell you in case I need you to help me sneak in or something, he's really fun in bed."
"I really didn't need to know that, thank you."
"What, you a prude? Thought you were fucking that Lisa chick?"
"No, she said I was too much for her. I mean I don't need to know about your sex life."
"Jealousy is a horrible thing my dear, you know you want this." She said, thrusting her chest out at me and laughing.
"That's gross Amber, you're my sister."
That night as I jerked off, I had pictures of hot brunettes up on my laptop but my mind kept going to Amber's pics on Marks phone. Her perfect nipples, her beautifully shaped labia, the curve of her hips... 'Fuck fuck fuck' I said quietly as I climaxed with her pictures in my mind instead of my laptop's images. What was wrong with me? I took a shower then went to bed early.
Next morning at breakfast, Amber sat at the table in her tank top, one I'd seen countless times on her, no bra like always but I'd never really 'looked' before. Knowing how amazing her breasts were underneath that tank top had my mind running away again and my cock swelling in my pajama bottoms. Amber noticed me shifting around in my seat of course, when I glanced at her breasts again I looked up and she was looking right at me.
"What's wrong with you this morning, you seem more distant than usual," she said with a smile.
"Nothing, just few things on my mind," I replied and got up to wash my plate.
"You going to be home today? Mom and Dad went to the lake so I was hoping I could bring my boyfriend over."
"I'll stay away, text me when he's gone."
"Yay, thank you."
Amber grabbed me for a hug, again, nothing unusual from her but she caught me by surprise and when her breasts pressed into my chest and my cock poked her through my pajamas.
"Well someone really needs to get laid, I wear this top every morning," she said laughing then walked away.
I did everything I could to get Amber out of my mind. I went to the mall to look at the girls out shopping, I went cycling to punish my body but everywhere I looked would be reminders of her. A blonde with the same style of hair, cute girls with the same smile, a woman with the same figure, I didn't know what to do. I got home pretty late, thankful she was napping on the couch and not being fucked in her room for me to hear and took a cold shower before I went to bed.
I only shared a few classes with Mark but he was torture to be around too, he was infatuated with Amber, wouldn't shut up about her and I felt like I'd just be an asshole if I told him to shut up. The conflict was mine to deal with, I was the one forced to deal with sexual thoughts about my own sister and I alone would have to deal with it. Or so I thought.