The persistent ringing of the phone scattered the fabulous dream I was having to the far reaches of my mind. Grumbling I rolled over and grabbed my cell phone from the nightstand while my half-opened eyes glanced at the lighted numbers on my alarm clock. Twelve thirty-eight. I was instantly pissed that someone would be calling me at this time of night, but also apprehensive since only a handful of people had my cell number. Looking at the caller ID I didn't recognize the number.
"Hello," I gruffly barked into the phone.
"Danny, I need your help," the caller whispered.
I recognize the voice instantly; it was my baby sister Jennifer.
"What's wrong Jen?" I asked, my mind going from groggy to instantly alarmed. She wouldn't call this late unless it was extremely important.
"My ex-boyfriend is stalking me. He's waiting in front of my place right now. Can you come over so I can go home?"
"Where are you right now," I asked.
"I'm in my friend Marci's car. We're parked down the street from my place and I can see Tom standing by his car out front."
"I'm on my way sis, just stay where you are until I get there," I said as I was climbing out of bed.
"Okay, but hurry please," she replied.
Since I sleep in the nude I didn't bother putting underwear on, I just threw on some loose fitting sweats, a t-shirt and running shoes.
During the drive over to my sister's I reflected on our life growing up. Our parents were killed in a traffic accident when I was ten and she was eight forcing us to live with our grandparents on our father's side. They were good decent people who welcomed us in and raised us as their own. The loss of our folks caused us to be uncommonly close, which was fine until we reached our late teens. Things got a little dicey between us when my girlfriends complained about her always being around. Of course things were just as bad for her because I wouldn't accept any of her boyfriends either. To me none of them were worthy of her. When she found out I had been scaring her suitors away she was furious. When I found out she'd been telling my girlfriends I had crabs I was just as pissed. When we finally confronted each other about what we'd been doing we both couldn't stop laughing about the absurdity of our actions. The day I told her I had enlisted in the army she cried and begged me not to go. We stayed up the entire night talking, as if we both were afraid to leave the others side. I was eighteen then, and now at twenty-three we were still as close. The only difference between then and now was we didn't live together.
The drive over to her place took all of fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes of my anger building for someone I'd never met. At five-ten and almost a hundred and seventy pounds of hardened muscle from working construction I wasn't afraid to confront this guy.
Knowing my sister I was expecting some guy that was tall and fit looking, but upon pulling into the curb just up from her apartment building I saw the joke was on me. Jen hadn't listened to my advice about staying where she was either. Instead she and who I assumed was Marci were standing on the sidewalk arguing with what had to be the guy she'd told me about. I wasn't sure if I'd die from laughter before I could even get out of the car. The guy wasn't even as tall as Jen's five-seven and was as skinny as a beanpole. I even doubted he weighed as much as she did; which I knew was right around one twenty-five.
Climbing out I made my way around the back of my car until I was standing on the sidewalk about twenty or so feet away from them. Judging by the way Jenny was dressed I assumed her and Marci had been out clubbing. She had on a tight form-fitting tank top the same dark blue in color as the way-too-short pleated skirt that just barely covered her firm round butt. Being an ordinary guy I couldn't help but notice how toned and shapely her bare legs were, any more than I could stop my eyes from watching her good-sized tits bounce up and down when she spotted me and came running over.
"Danny!" she squealed with delight, her arms outstretched and her long blond ponytail swishing side to side as she ran.
I wasn't prepared for what happened next. Just as she reached me she launched herself up and wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my middle. Reflex caused me to reach down and I ended up with my hands firmly cupping her ass. The feel of bare skin on my hands was something else I wasn't prepared for. Dumbfounded I stood there with her warm ass in my hands holding her up as she did something else that caught me completely off-guard.
"Play along," she whispered in my ear before planting a big wet kiss on my lips.
Too startled to say anything I just stood there staring into her baby-blue eyes as she released her leg hold on my waist and lowered her feet to the sidewalk. She kept her arms around my shoulders forcing me to bend forward slightly and whispered once more for me to play along. I could see the pleading in her eyes.
"Sure," I stuttered, too shocked to realize my hands were still cupping her ass.
"Who in the hell is he?" the skinny guy barked.
The rich baritone of his voice surprised me; I fully expected him to sound more whinny.
Turning but still leaning into me Jennifer shot back, "He's my boyfriend doofus!"
"I thought he was your brother..." Marci started to say before it dawned on her what Jenny was up to.
"So which is it? Is he your boyfriend or your brother?" the skinny guy inquired, his eyes clearly showing his suspicion.
I knew it was time to step in here. Going around my sister I casually walked over and stood right in front of him.
"I'm her boyfriend," I stated flatly, trying hard not to laugh as I stared menacingly into his eyes.
I had to give him credit; the little dude didn't back down one little inch. Instead he stared right back at me and said, "You sure look like the picture I saw in Jenny's place. She told me it was her brother."
Before I could respond Jen walked over and said, "If he were my brother would I do this?"
With that she grabbed my head, turned my face toward her and pulled my lips down on top of her's just as her hand cupped my crotch. I almost choked when her tongue darted into my mouth and halfway down my throat. I've always known my sister was a beautiful girl but I've never had any sexual feelings toward her that I knew of. After having felt her bare ass in my hands, and with her now grabbing my junk I couldn't deny that I was getting aroused. The sudden shift in my psyche had me bothered, confused and excited at the same time. I had to keep telling myself that she was my sister as her hand mauled my crotch. Before I got too hard I placed my hands on her shoulders and forced her back then glared at the skinny dude.
"That doesn't prove shit," he remarked, doubt clearly evident in his voice.
"What more do you need to see before it's obvious I'm her boyfriend?" I barked, my cock tingling from her touch.
Turning his head he gazed at Jennifer and said, "You know you want to be with me Jen. Why put on this charade?"
Frustrated with his unwillingness to take a hint I stepped right up to him and got in his face.
"Listen up. She told you she didn't want to see you anymore, so take a hike Mike!"
From the way he stepped back and began to tremble it was clear he thought I was going to pound on him. Slowly he backed away then swiftly got in his car and drove away leaving Marci, my sister and I standing there watching his taillights fade into the distance. As soon as he was out of sight Jen and Marci busted out laughing while I tried to understand why I was still a little hard.
"Oh my god! I can't believe you tongued your own brother, and grabbed his balls," Marci shrieked.
"I had to do something drastic thanks to you blabber mouth," Jen shot back.
"Yeah, I'm sorry bout that," replied Marci between giggles.
"Listen girls, as much as I like standing out here in the middle of the night, I really would prefer to wrap this up so I can go home and get some shuteye," I interjected.
"You can't go home! What if he comes back?" Jenny asked, a hint of fear in her tone.
"Shit sis, you could whip his ass, you don't need me for that," I told her.
"Oh please Danny, just stay the night. You don't know Tom, he's crazy."
"Fine," I grumbled, unable to resist her now, anymore than I had while we were growing up.
"Thank you, thank you!" she gleefully replied, throwing her arms around my neck once more and planting a delicate kiss on my cheek.
Being a gentleman I walked Marci to her car after the girls got through saying goodnight to each other. On the way there Marci said Jenny was lucky to have a brother like me. With the unsettling thoughts bouncing around in my head I wanted to tell her I doubted that, but kept my mouth shut. Once her taillights faded away I went back to where Jenny was waiting and we went into her first-floor apartment. She had just moved into this place less than a month ago and I hadn't had the chance to see it yet. I did know it was a one bedroom and as soon as I walked in the front door I realized there wasn't going to be any place for me to sleep. The front room had three overstuffed chairs and a loveseat for furniture, nothing near big enough for me to stretch out on. I groaned inwardly at the thought of sleeping on the floor.
"What's wrong?" Jenny asked, apparently hearing my groan.
"Don't you think we'd be more comfortable at my place? At least I'd have a place to sleep." I knew I would fit on my couch; I'd slept on it enough times.
"There's a place to sleep here," she replied.
"Where, the floor?" I asked, watching as she locked the door then turned to face me.
"Don't be silly, you can sleep in my bed."
Even being as small as she was I knew she wouldn't fit on the loveseat. "Then where are you going to sleep?"
"In my bed of course." The look in her eyes told me she wasn't kidding.
"So, we're both gonna sleep in your bed? I'm not sure that's such a good idea," I told her, still remembering how good her ass had felt in my hands.
"Why not? It's big enough for both of us." I could see her mind was made up.
"That's not the point sis," I said.
