The pain was almost unbearable. Henry knew he had stayed out in the harsh sun too long, and now he'd pay the price. The tender skin of an eighteen year-old could only take so much punishment. It wasn't merely the pain of the sunburn that concerned Henry, it was his older sister, Debra. Henry knew that she would use it as just one more excuse to humiliate and abuse him. But there was nothing he could do about it. As soon as he offered any resistance Debra would drag out the photos and remind Henry that he was literally her slave. Henry knew that if he ever refused her orders, the very next day those same photos would show up at school. He would be ruined.
The whole family had come up to the lake-cabin for the first weekend of spring break, but their parents had been unable to get away from their jobs for the entire week. When Debra had asked if she and Henry, along with Miko—their Japanese exchange student—could stay at the cabin during the week, the parents had happily agreed. They stocked the refrigerator and left instructions for Debra, who was to be in charge while they were gone. They planned to drive up the following Friday, spend the weekend, and everyone would return home together.
Henry was a little worried about spending all that unsupervised time with his sister and Miko, but there was plenty to do outside, with swimming, canoeing and exploring right at their doorstep. Now that was out; this sunburn would keep him grounded for awhile. And it was only Monday. The only consolation was that by Friday, when his folks returned, he'd have healed and his mom wouldn't give him hell for not wearing sunscreen. What he hadn't counted on was his sister's reaction.
Henry sighed and stepped out of the shower. The cool water had felt good while he was standing under it but now he had to get out. There was only one bathroom, and Debra needed to use it now. She'd already knocked several times, each one louder than the last. An angry Debra was not something Henry wanted to face anytime, but especially now.
He dried off quickly but the rough towel abraded his burned skin. He let out a small whimper. Debra—standing right outside the door—heard it.
"Henry? Are you all right?"
"Unh. Y-yeah."
"Henry, you don't sound good. Let me in. I need to look at you."
"Can't. No clothes on," he replied in a small quaking voice.
"Henry..." Debra's voice softened. "It's okay. I just want to help. Come on honey, open the door."
Debra could be pretty persuasive when she wanted to. Maybe she wouldn't be as mad as Henry feared. He unlatched the door and held the towel in front of him. The door opened and Debra whisked in. she gasped when she saw the color of Henry's skin.
"Oh Henry! What have you done?"
She reached out to touch his inflamed skin. Henry flinched and drew away.
"D-don't!" he yelled. "It hurts!"
It was the wrong tone to use with Debra. Her face hardened and her hands went to her hips.
"Of course it does. And the whipping I give you for not wearing your sunscreen is going to hurt even more." She stepped in front of the toilet and unzipped her jeans. "Turn your back, Henry. I can't hold this any longer, thanks to you."
Henry started to turn away, but then remembered that his bottom would be exposed. He struggled with the towel, dropped it, then quickly picked it up and wrapped it around himself.
Debra ignored her brother and pulled her pants and panties down. As she sat on the toilet Henry stole a glimpse of her soft brown patch of pubic hair. It wasn't the first look he'd ever had, indeed she'd had his face buried in it several times since that day she caught him wearing her lingerie, but Henry was still fascinated every time he saw it.
Henry listened to Debra's pee splash into the toilet. It sounded like someone had opened a faucet. Boy she was really holding it in, he thought, regretting the delay he'd caused her.
Debra wiped herself, then stood and pulled her clothes back up. Henry kept his back turned, but his brief peek, combined with memories of his earlier sessions with her, had a predictable but undesired effect. He felt a bulge growing under his towel.
"Okay, you can turn around now," Debra said.
As soon as Henry turned, Debra saw the lump under his towel. "Why you little pervert! You were peeking weren't you? Well you must have liked what you saw."
If Henry weren't already sunburned, Debra would have noticed him blush. His fantasies involving his big sister had begun long before she'd caught him trying on her underwear. He still recalled those stormy nights when she let him share her bed, and they would innocently clutch each other tightly at every clap of thunder. He remembered the fresh smell of her hair and the soft warmth of her skin against his.
It all ended that awful morning when they woke up together and noticed a sticky wetness under the sheets. Debra was as puzzled as Henry at first, until she pulled the waistband of his pajamas open and peered inside. Furious, she'd dragged him out of bed and pulled his soiled pajamas off, exposing the sticky evidence of Henry's first wet-dream. Before he could even get over his shock, Debra bent him over her knees and spanked his bare bottom until. Afterward she cleaned him up and made him wear one of her sheer teddies around the house all day.
Henry was mortified of course but even worse, he'd not been allowed back into her bed since then. That loss, combined with his introduction to wearing frilly lingerie, had most likely motivated Henry's later transgressions. Soon afterward he discovered his parent's stash of erotic literature in the bottom of the nightstand drawer. The stories strengthened his sexual urges more than any Playboy ever had, but the shy and awkward Henry still found himself unable to approach any girls at school.
As Henry's social world withered on the vine, his private fantasies grew. Eventually he needed more stimulation than just the stories. He recalled the erotic feel of Debra's nightie on his bare skin; he wanted to experience that feeling again. He began making forays back into her room, where it had all begun, only this time it was without his sister's knowledge. Or so Henry had thought, until that first flashbulb popped and Debra stepped out of the closet to take over his life.
"Here Henry, give me that," Debra said, grasping the edge of the towel. "Don't be embarrassed. I'm your big sister. I've seen your body before."
Henry reluctantly released the towel, and Debra pulled it aside and hung it up. Then she began to examine him. The small area that had been covered by his swim-trunks was stark white in comparison the inflamed skin covering the rest of his scrawny frame. Henry trembled under her prodding fingers, and kept his hands clutched tightly over his genitals. Debra pulled them away and lifted his arms to examine them. She pretended not to notice his little penis sticking straight out.
"Shit!" she exclaimed as she turned to look at his backside. "This is a bad burn. I need to get some lotion on you. Then we'll find something loose and comfortable for you to wear around the cabin while you heal. You're not going outside for a few days."
Debra opened the medicine cabinet and retrieved a bottle of sunburn lotion. "This will get messy," she said, unbuttoning her blouse.
Henry watched in disbelief as Debra stripped down to her panties and brassiere. She poured a generous amount of lotion on her hand and gently applied it to Henry's shoulders. The lotion was cool and soothing. Henry closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of his sister's hands on his bare skin. He felt woozy and started to fall.
"Whoops!" Debra caught Henry and pulled him against her strong lithe body. "You're in worse shape than I thought. Let's get you out of here." She took his arm and helped him out of the bathroom.
The cabin was rustic, with wood-plank floors and log walls, but also quite large. There were three bedrooms in addition to the large open area shared by the kitchen and family room. Miko was sitting on the living room sofa, reading a magazine. She looked up as Debra entered with Henry, and her eyes grew large as she took in his naked and badly sunburned body.
Henry glanced over at Miko could swear that he saw her lick her lips.
