The following is MY story from elsewhere transferred here to literotica.
My mother was never very smart with guys. Her longest relationship she managed to keep was my father, and that was about four years. She hopped around like a high schooler at a party before finally settling with someone decent once I turned 19. The man was a physician who probably only fell in love with my mom for her *assets*.
In the three years they've managed so far, he's bought a three bedroom house for me, them, and my new stepsister to live in. Alexis, my stepsister, had just turned 18 and was about to start college. She was a bit of a brat, so we didn't get along much. Alexis thought I was stupid for not going to college and "having fun", but the reality was that I couldn't even if I wanted to. See, it's hard to set the money aside for it when your mom is busy dating around while trying to support her only son.
Alexis and I kept this unstable relationship for the two and a half years while my mom and her dad were in the dating phase before we all moved into the house together. Since we would be under the same roof we knew we had to meet on *some* terms.
So we started a very stranger-like relationship. We were sort of like awkward co-workers. Alexis and I had an understanding for our bathroom rules, quiet hours, who gets the T.V. when and whatnot. These rules hardly mattered for me, however, seeing as I was out fucking my girlfriend half the time anyways.
This all changed one night after my girlfriend and I broke up because of an argument.
I got home at 1:00am. Unlocking the front door was a little difficult in the dark, but I managed and locked it back behind me. The track to my bedroom was a bit of a ninja obstacle course as not to awaken my parents and Alexis. My bedroom door clicked behind me and I turned my lamp on to undress and get in the bed.
Then, I heard a ding from my phone. Alexis sent me a snapchat.
*Fuck,* I thought to myself. *She heard me.*
I opened the snapchat to see Alexis' forehead in her dark bedroom.
"Why are you back so late?" It read.
Frustrated because of what just happened, I tossed my phone on the bed and finished getting ready to jump in with it. Several minutes after trying to fall asleep, Alexis sent me another.
"If you don't answer me I'm snitching tomorrow."
I sighed, and took a picture of my ceiling.
"What does it matter? Why do you have to be such a bitch?"
It probably wasn't smart but my emotions were tearing at me. She responded within a minute.
"I have nothing else to do I guess? Just entertain me."
I was baffled, nonetheless, but took another picture of the ceiling and decided to open up to her for once.
"Girlfriend dumped me. Don't want to talk about it."
This time she took a few more minutes to reply.
"Well that fucking sucks, sorry."
I was confused by her sudden empathy. Why would this be the one time she says something kind to me?
"Are you fucking with me?"
She sent back a picture of her face this time.
"No, that sucks. I'm sorry."
Honestly, I took a few seconds to look at this picture. Not only was I slightly moved because of her empathy, but Alexis was admittedly attractive.
"Why are you being nice?" I sent her back a picture of my door.
"I don't know, it's late. Want me to keep being bitchy?"
"It's not what I prefer, I guess."
"We can start being friends over your ex, it'll be cute."
I sent her back a picture of my hand, flipping her off. She sent back a picture of her smiling.
"If I'm pissing you off, just go to sleep."
I sent her a picture of my shoulder this time.
"No, it's just weird."
"What happened?" She asked.
My mind cringed at this question. Truthfully, I didn't think I could tell her or anyone really.
"Uhhh, don't worry about," I responded, trying to dodge the question.
"Tell meeee, you cant shut this down."
"No."
"Please?"
"No, you don't understand."
"Why? Promise it stays between us." She has beautiful green eyes, I noticed. I thought about it for two minutes.
"Are you sure? It's sexual."
"Dude I don't care, just spill it," she replied, a picture of her laughing.
My heart skipped a beat as I was typing the message, unsure if I should be having this conversation with her.
"She thought I was too big, and we got in an argument over it. It was just six months anyways."
Alexis took a minute to respond, then replied with a questionable face. "Really?"
"Yeah, she didn't like it."
"That's just weird," she typed back, her eyes at the ceiling. "Big dicks are great."
I began to grow a hard-on reading this. I was disappointed with myself, but having your stepsister say this was kind of hot.
"You're gross, we should stop talking about this."
"No, were too deep in now," she said, smirking.
"No we're not."
"Do you really want to just go to sleep? You're boring," she responded, this time with a picture of her forehead again.
I waited a few minutes, staring into the dark of my bedroom.
"I've never met someone who had big dick phobia either," I sent her back in an attempt to be funny.
Alexis responded almost instantly, again laughing. "Yeah, just let her be dumb. Don't worry about it."
"Okay, I won't, you bitch," I responded, laughing with her.
"Lol," was all she sent back, giving me an indication the conversation was dying. I honestly didn't want this to happen, but I gave a weak attempt to avoid this by sending her the same thing back.
Alexis opened it, then didn't respond, like I anticipated. I set my phone down, rolled over, then tried to go to sleep. My erection was still prevalent from the conversation but I was just going to let it die down.
Then, after what seemed like ten minutes, Alexis sent me another snap. I grabbed my phone, and opened it.
"How big is it? For her to react like that?" Her camera was up at the ceiling again.
A sane man would've stopped here, but I just stared at the message she sent me. My erection throbbed almost in pain turned on by Alexis' words. I put my phone back down to not respond, but then I picked it back up again purely out of hormones. It wasn't like I had a family relationship with her, after all. We've never had a solid conversation until now.
Boldly, I replied with an answer.
"Uhhh, nine inches."
Alexis opened it, and responded within a minute. Her camera was back down to her eyes.
"Holy shit," she said. "No it's not."
Now feeling offended I responded eagerly.