"Are you sure about this? Ben asked probably for the hundredth time that day.
"Shut up and just put it on." His sister Gwen went.
Ben was too backed up at this point to launch any more protests and did as he was told. He put on the device his sister had pointed to, a fashioned together blindfold and headset. Then went and laid down on the bed.
Functionally blind and deaf now, Ben jumped a little when he heard the soft hiss and click of the headset turning on.
"Testing, testing." His sister went, her voice coming in clear.
"I can hear you." He replied.
'Okay, good. I'm turning on the camera and, in a bit, I'll have the audio start playing."
"Sounds good." Ben replied casually, though he felt anything but.
The house had been deserted. HIs parents, off to go pursue their newest passion, birdwatching. They had left to find some brown-something or other. His sister had gone to hang out with her boyfriend. The time had been perfect.
No one would admit it, but everyone knew that Ben had been testy lately. A touch more sensitive than normal, more prone to outbursts. No one said it but everyone knew. Ben needed to get laid. Well, that or have a good jerk off session.
One fruitless Tinder search later, Ben decided to make do with his hand. After scrolling through, he found a video and started it up. Pumping up and down, he enjoyed the feeling of pressure that was growing as he stroked himself. The pressure never subsided though. He started up another video and kept stroking himself. Then another video, then another.
Finally, he flung his phone in frustration. He couldn't cum. It just wasn't happening, nothing he tried worked. He had tried normal, JOI, anal, interracial, BDSM, teen, mature, lesbian, group, bukkake, you name it he had ran through it.
His dick blazed hot with the friction of jerking off for so long, the stubborn appendage refusing to go back to normal as it stayed erect.
There had been one that he hadn't tried yet. Ben walked over to his phone, picking it up. There on the screen was the videos he had been scrolling through, on there was the video category he hadn't tried yet.
Incest.
Having a sister of his own, Ben never got it. To him, there was nothing sexy about it. Sisters were tattle-tells, personal space pushers, eat your dessert when you weren't looking, complainers, candy stealers,built-in bullies. Not to mention any of the others. Having sex with your own mom just sounded gross and the idea of a dad doing his daughter almost made Ben gag.
Yet still, Ben though. If he turned off the volume, then it's just two people in a house having sex. The reason Ben was so willing to go to such length was that he had been aware of how he was acting. He knew that he was getting mean to his parents. His sister might piss him off, but recently he was laying way more into her than she deserved. He needed to cum no matter the cost.
So, he turned the video on, laid back down on the bed and was about to stroke himself when he heard, his door open.
"H-"
There had not even been a full sentence when he heard the door slam shut. Ben raced around the room as he picked up his underwear and pants. Had it been his parents, his sister? Ben didn't know and was quite okay with never knowing the answer.
Unfortunately for him, he was presented with the answer.
"Hey, you decent?"
It was his sister. She must have returned early from James, her boyfriend.
"Uh, yeah."
Creaking open, his sister reopened the door. Much more slowly this time, Ben noted dryly.
Ben and Gwen always joked that they looked nothing alike. Gwen was twenty-one, her hair was a bright red, almost orange. Her skin was pale enough that a computer screen could give her sunburn, though ironically the sun brought out her freckles more. Ben had been around long enough to know that she drew her eyebrows in as they were too light to see without that. She was about his height, which she loved to ridicule him with. As a crowned prom queen, sufficient to say, she was pretty.
"Well, sorry for, ah, ruining your alone time."
"Ew, can you please not talk like that." If there was one thing that the Plum siblings did was mince words, it might come off harsh but skating around topics just wasn't they're style.
"Yeah, your right." Gwen said, shaking her head as though she was readying up for something. "Backed up, are you?"
That was much more to how they were.
"I think we both know how I've been."
"Yeah."
Ben watched as Gwen seemed to have an uncharacteristic amount of interest in his room, as she poked around. Unable to meet his eye.
"What do you want?"
Gwen turned around and opened her mouth. Then closed it. Opened again. Closed.
Ben was about to congratulate his sister on her rendition of a fish out of water when she finally spoke.
"It looked a little red."
Ben felt embarrassment start to creep back in.
"I was trying for some time before you, well, you know."
"Do you usually watch videos like that."
"You saw that?" Ben was amazed how eagle-eyed she was. "No, I usually stay away from that category."
