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Tuesday

Will Brinkley sat on the bus, self-conscious about the mix of sweat and garlic clinging to him. He was drained after four hours of classes at Wilkes Grove Community College, followed by an eight-hour shift at the pizza parlor. There was still a two-block walk from the bus stop to his house. His mother was always reminding him that he should lose weight, so the walk would do some good.

He walked into the kitchen to find his mother putting dishes from dinner back into the cupboard.

"Hello, Will," she said, her back to him.

"Hi, Mom. How did you know it was me?"

"I could smell the garlic on you."

"Is it that bad? Is there any dinner left?"

"Oh, sorry. We figured you'd eat at work, and we don't have any leftovers."

Will sighed and went to the pantry, grabbing a box of Pop-Tarts before heading to his room.

"Will, before you go, a package came for you." His mother handed him a small, padded envelope.

"It feels like a computer disk. You're not wasting money on more computer games, are you? You're supposed to be saving for school."

"It's okay, Mom. This one was cheap."

"How much was it?"

"Only $10."

"Alright... but I don't know when you'll have time to play these games. You're having enough trouble keeping your grades up as it is."

Will retreated to his room, closing the door behind him. He didn't dare tell his mother that the disk actually cost $275, not $10. Given that his social life was nonexistent, he figured it was a good investment.

He booted up his Gateway 2000 computer, recalling how, six weeks ago, he had been flipping through the latest Penthouse magazine. After already taking care of his "needs" with the Pet of the Month, he had absent-mindedly browsed the back ads. That's when he saw it.

MAKE YOURSELF IRRESISTIBLE TO WOMEN!

TURN YOUR PRINTER INTO A SUBLIMINAL MESSAGE GENERATOR!

The program claimed it could print a message that only the subconscious could pick up. Will sent off the $275, depleting his bank account, convinced this was the answer to his problem with Janel Stevens from his Political Science class. He wanted to move beyond the "friend zone."

After installing the program, Will followed the simple prompts. First, it asked for a "cue word" to activate the reader's subconscious, then an "action" for what he wanted the reader to do, and finally an "end word" to deactivate the state.

The next document printed from the computer would weave the subliminal message into the reader's psyche. The program would only work once per document; to print again, you had to go through the prompts again.

He decided to test it. The cue word was "essay," the action was "cough," and the end word was "thanks." He printed out an old English paper he'd written. After pulling the paper from the printer, Will scanned it but saw nothing unusual. He walked into the family room, where his parents were watching the latest episode of

Home Improvement

.

"Mom, Dad, could one of you read my essay and tell me what you think?"

"Will, your mom said you're wasting more money on video games. You need to be responsible," his dad said sharply.

"I know, Dad. It was cheap. Just a one-time thing."

"We know your grades aren't strong enough for scholarships, so you need to save," his father added.

"I got it, Dad," Will mumbled.

His mom took the paper and began reading.

"Well, it's a bit of a mess. You bounce between active and passive voice. You change verb tenses all the time."

Will didn't bother telling her he'd already received a D on the paper. He was more concerned that the program didn't seem to do anything.

"I know Mom. I struggle when I have to write an essay."

She coughed, then looked back at him. "Did you even proofread it?"

"I did. I will rewrite the essay."

She coughed again. "Yes. And I want to see it before you turn it in. Now, your dad and I are trying to watch a show."

"Okay, thanks. I will rewrite the essay."

Will didn't hear another cough. He was satisfied that the program worked, but now he had to rewrite an essay he turned in weeks ago.

"Hey, I'm home!" Will's sister Jordan slammed the front door and kissed their father on the cheek.

"Hi, honey. How was volleyball practice?" their father asked.

"Oh, fine. The usual," she replied, barely acknowledging Will's presence.

"How'd your AP Physics exam go?" their father asked.

"I got an A," Jordan answered, grinning.

"I'm proud of you, sweetie," their mother chimed in.

Will retreated to his room, trying to block out the conversation. He didn't want to hear about his athletic, brown-haired, blue-eyed sister--captain of the volleyball team, honor roll student, and accepted into the best schools. She had everything at the age of eighteen. Meanwhile, Will thought of Janel from his Political Science class--her long black hair, her blue eyes behind glasses that always seemed to hide something more.

Will had talked to Janel every class but couldn't figure out how to ask her out. Now, with his new program, he finally had a plan. He lay in bed well past midnight, trying to figure out how to make it work before finally falling asleep.

Wednesday

Waking up at 7 AM, Will hadn't yet decided how to use the program. After checking his email, he saw a message from Dos Amigos, a local Mexican restaurant. That was it--he'd give Janel coupons for the restaurant.

He opened the program and typed "burrito" for the cue word, then typed, "Find Will irresistible sexually."

From the hallway, he heard his sister's voice. "Will, I'm out of the shower!"

Damn. Will needed to get in the bathroom before Jordan needed it again. He jumped out of bed, rushing into the bathroom to start his shower.

While Will showered, Jordan hurried into his room. She needed to print out her American History paper before leaving for school. Noticing the strange program running on his computer, she minimized it and accessed her drive to print the paper. After quickly skimming it, she grabbed the paper, placed it in a folder, and put it in her backpack.

Will finished his shower and rushed back to his room. He threw on a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt that was too small but clean enough. Glancing at the clock, he realized he only had ten minutes to catch the bus. He quickly printed out the restaurant coupons, stuffed them into his backpack, threw on his shoes, and ran out the door.

He was sweating by the time he reached his PolySci class. As he entered, he realized he had forgotten to put on deodorant. He found Janel and sat next to her. He couldn't help but notice how she looked--she wasn't thin and athletic like his sister, but she filled out a pair of jeans nicely. The class began before he could work up the nerve to give her the coupons. He anxiously sat through the 50-minute lecture, watching the minutes tick by.

Finally, the class ended, and Janel got up to leave.

"Hey, Janel, do you have a minute?"

"Only a couple, I need to get to my next class."

Will handed her the coupons. She studied them for a moment before looking up at him.

"I had these coupons," he said, his voice awkward. "I was wondering if you'd like to get a burrito with me after your next class."

"Oh, Will, that's sweet. But I can't. I'm busy today."

"Maybe another time?"

"We'll see, Will. I have to go."

Janel walked out, leaving the coupons behind on her desk. She wondered where the chubby, disheveled guy with the shaggy haircut had found the nerve to ask her out.

Dejected, Will picked up the coupons, shoved them into his backpack, and walked out of the room. At least he would have a cheap lunch at Dos Amigos--since the subliminal messaging didn't seem to do anything.

Jordan sat in her History class, ten minutes early. She read over her paper one more time, and was pleased with what she had written. The bell rang and the teacher asked for the students to turn in their papers. Jordan proudly handed hers to the teacher, Mrs. Kaufman. After class, she walked home to do some homework before volleyball practice.

Will dumped the remnants of his lunch tray into the garbage bin. He'd been at Dos Amigos for nearly an hour, staring at his half-eaten burrito, trying to figure out what had gone wrong. Not only had Janel turned him down, but he'd also lost all his money on the program, and he still had to rewrite an essay.

Glancing at the clock, he saw it was nearly 3 PM. He trudged to the bus stop, feeling the weight of his frustration and disappointment, and let out a deep sigh. Another day of failure.

When he got home, he walked straight to his room, hoping for some solitude to wallow in his misery. He didn't expect anyone to be there and was looking forward to being alone with his thoughts. But as he turned into the hallway, he bumped into Jordan.

"Hi, Will! Sorry, I'm in a bit of a rush. I have to get back to school for practice."

"Oh, um, yeah, okay," Will muttered, stepping aside to let her pass. As she slid past him, he caught a whiff of Mexican food in the air.

"I can smell something on you. Did you go out to eat?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I grabbed a burrito at Dos Amigos," he replied, his voice flat.

Jordan put her arms around her brother. Will was confused. His sister barely acknowledged his existence recently, and now her arms were around him. He could feel her body pressed against his, and while he didn't understand it, he certainly liked it. He could feel a stirring in his pants.

"A burrito? Smells yummy."

She kissed him, softly on the lips. He put his arms around her waist, still not sure what to make of this change of behavior in his sister. He didn't know if she was playing a prank on him, pitying him, or if it was something else. But he also didn't want to pass up a chance to make out with a beautiful girl. They kissed again, this time a long, wet, kiss, with their tongues dancing. They pulled each other even closer, Will's erection poking into Jordan's waist. Jordan pulled Will's shirt over his head and felt his chest. Will didn't want to pass on the opportunity to feel some female skin and he pushed his sister's sweatpants down and felt her ass over her panties as they kissed more.

They were interrupted by the doorbell.

"Jordan! Are you there?"

"Shit!" Jordan yelled as she pulled up her pants. "Kate is here to take me to practice."

She kissed her brother one more time and said, "We will get back to this later."

Will laid in his bed, contemplating what just happened. His erection wouldn't subside as he thought of his younger sister. He replayed looking into her brown eyes as she went up to kiss him. He could feel her toned, athletic body in his arms. He could smell her long brown hair, and the warmth of her tongue.

He pushed his pants and underwear down to his knees to reveal his small penis. It was only a few inches, even when it was erect. He rubbed it, replaying his escapade with Jordan. As he thought about feeling her ass he exploded all over his chest and face. He fell asleep before he could pull his pants back up.

Their daughter was at volleyball practice and their son was at work, so Richard Brinkley put two place settings on the kitchen table. His wife, Donna, fried up Salisbury steak and made mashed potatoes from a box. She put down her spatulas to get the phone when it rang.

"Hello, Brinkley residence," she said. "Oh, no, I haven't seen him all day. I assumed he was at work. Yes, I will go and see if he is here and tell him to come in right away." Donna hung up the phone.

"Apparently, Will never showed up for work today. Let me go see if he is here. Can you mind the stove, Richard?"

Donna walked down the hall. She was already annoyed, and her irritation became worse when she saw Will's shirt on the floor of the hallway. Then, she did the thing that parents everywhere did. She knocked while opening the door.

"Will, you're boss called," and that was all she got out as she saw her son, naked from the knees down and asleep.

"Will!" she shouted as she threw his shirt on top of him. He woke up with a start.

"Uh, what Mom?" Then he realized that he was naked, and there was cum dried on his skin. "Oh shit, why didn't you knock?"

"I did, you didn't wake up. You're disgusting!", she yelled, covering her eyes. Will pulled a blanket over himself.

"Your boss called, you missed your shift, and he said if you're not there immediately, then you're fired."

"Ok, Mom. Jeez. Just let me get dressed." His mother left the room and slammed the door.

Donna and Richard sat at the table as she told her husband what she just saw.

"Damn it, Donna. I am trying to eat."

"You didn't have to see it."

Will hustled by them to try and catch the bus.

"We are going to talk about this when you get home, Will," his father shouted as he left.

Will walked up to the house after his shift. His boss had screamed and threatened to fire Will if he was late for work again. Now he was prepping for his parents to tell him something similar. He walked in the house, and his parents were waiting. His father immediately started yelling at him.

Jordan was in her room doing her homework. Her heart broke as she heard her parents raising their voices, saying what a disappointment their son was. Will was berated for a good fifteen minutes, before she heard Will walk down the hall and close his door. She wanted to see him, but wanted to give him time to cool off. She then heard her parents complain more about their son and then say that they should turn in.

She slipped out of her room. She wore a button-down plaid pajama top and panties. She knocked softly on Will's door.

"Will?"

"Go away!" Will said between tears.

"Will, please. Can we talk?"

Remembering their make-out session earlier, Will couldn't resist. He opened the door and saw his angelic sister in the hallway.

"Come in."

Jordan hugged her brother. He was still in dirty clothes from work, and he smelled like sweat and pizza.

"What happened, Will?"

"When you left this afternoon, I fell asleep. Well, I had my pants off. Mom woke me up because I was late for work, and she freaked out that my dick was out."

"I don't know why Mom is so pissed. I would love to see your cock."

"Really?"

She kissed him. He kissed her back. Will's cock hardened and pressed into Jordan as they kissed. Jordan couldn't wait any longer. She wanted to please her brother, and take away any pain or sorrow that he had.

"I bet you have a nice cock," she said as her hand moved down and rubbed the front of his jeans. "Here, maybe this will help loosen you up."

Jordan stepped back and unbuttoned her pajamas. She stood in front of her brother in only her panties. Will was stunned to the point where he couldn't move. His eyes drank in the sight of his nearly-nude little sister. His eyes took in her long, slender legs, her flat stomach. Her breasts looked like a perfect handful, without any sag.

"You're going to make a girl feel self-conscious. Why don't you get comfortable too?"

Will couldn't believe this was happening. Earlier today he had been rejected by Janel. Now, his sister had a seductive look in her eyes, waiting for him to undress. He always had loved her as a sister, but was this something he would regret? Was it something she would regret? Would she be disgusted by his body and his small penis? In the end, his hormones took over. His cock was not to be denied, and he took off his pants and his shirt.

"Very nice."

Will couldn't find a voice. Jordan guided him to his bed, and she sat there and pulled down his briefs. His hard cock stared her in the face. She cupped his balls and licked his shaft up and down. She then took his cock in her mouth and started sucking him. Will looked down and saw his dick disappearing into her mouth. He put his hands on the back of her head and closed his eyes. Seconds later he felt himself about to burst.

"Jordan, I'm going to cum."

That caused her to grip the base of his shaft with one hand and tug. With the other hand he grabbed his ass and pulled him closer. With a loud grunt, Will shot a load of cum in his sister's mouth. She swallowed all of it. Will's cock started to soften and feel sensitive, so he pulled out. Jordan laid down on the bed, and guided her naked brother next to her. She snuggled up to him.

"Do you feel better now, Will?"

"Yes. That was amazing."

"Good," she said right before she kissed him. They held each other until they were starting to drift off to sleep. Jordan got up and put her pajama top back on.

"Where are you going?"

"Back to my room, silly. We can't have Mom and Dad finding us."

"I want you to stay a little while longer."

Jordan kissed him on the cheek.

"Sweetie, we will have more time. Let's just be safe for now. And get clothes on before you fall asleep. I'll see you in the morning." With that, she turned off the light and went back to her room.

Thursday

Will woke up late. He had to get into the shower and hustle to class. He walked out to go to the bathroom and ran into Jordan in the hallway.

"Good morning," Will said and leaned in to kiss her.

"Not here. Dad is still home," Jordan whispered.

"Ok," Will said, a little dejected.

"Do you work today?"

"No, I'm off today."

"Meet me after school. I'll let you walk me home."

"I'll be there."

"I have to go. I'll see you at my school," Jordan said. As she turned to leave, she gave Will's butt a little squeeze. Will watched his sister walk down the hallway, amazed at how her ass looked in jeans. He took a quick shower, and then ran to catch the bus for school.

The day seemed to drag on forever. After his classes, Will had to take the bus back to his neighborhood and then walk the rest of the way to Wilkes Grove High School. He stood by the main entrance as students started filing out. Finally, Jordan appeared, looking as pretty as ever, chatting with Mrs. Kaufman.

"Will!" Jordan called out when she spotted him.

Mrs. Kaufman, who remembered having Will in her class, couldn't help but recall how unimpressed she had been with him back then.

"Hi, Mrs. Kaufman. Remember me?" Will asked, forcing a smile.

"Yes, Will. I hope everything's going well for you," Mrs. Kaufman replied, her tone polite but distant.

"Oh, Will, you don't smell like Mexican food today," Jordan teased playfully.

"No, didn't have time for a burrito today. Maybe tomorrow," Will said, trying to brush off the awkwardness.

Mrs. Kaufman hesitated, watching Will for a moment longer. There was something different about him. Maybe he'd matured. Maybe. But there was something else too.

"Well, Mrs. Kaufman, thank you for the wonderful news. I'll see you tomorrow!" Jordan said, pulling her brother away.

As they walked off together, Mrs. Kaufman stood there, still watching Will. Had he changed? Had he become more... attractive since he graduated? She blinked, shaking the thought from her mind, and walked back into the school.

Jordan and Will walked home. Their path took them past the athletic fields.

"I can't wait anymore," Jordan said.

"Wait for what?"

"We have to be quick."

Jordan pulled Will behind the bleachers of the football field. She looked around to make sure no one could see them. She then got on her knees and unbuttoned and unzipped Will's jeans. She took Will's dick into her mouth and jerked him with her right hand. As Jordan's head bobbed, Will looked around and decided it was safe.

"Suck my balls, Jordan." Jordan continued jacking him off and kissed his balls, sucking one into her mouth.