Chapter 01 - Deception
It had been nice, great even, having the place myself for the past year but the day my sister was to move in with me had arrived. Mom and Dad had set me up in a nice two bedroom apartment near the college campus after I had finished high school under the provision that Kara would move in with me when she graduated a year later. I had really grown used to living alone and wasn't looking forward to having to deal with permanent company, even if it was my sister.
Kara and I had been somewhat close as kids but had drifted apart when we entered high school as we pursued seperate interests and hung with different friends. Well, at least she had a group of friends. I mostly was a loner. I guess I never developed the gift of small talk and found most social situations to be awkward. I often thought back to how easily I could talk with Kara when we were younger and yet I had so much trouble talking with everyone else. Perhaps our built-in relationship as siblings automatically advanced us to conversations beyond the casual.
But there was another factor at work too. As my sister emerged through puberty I found myself strongly attracted to her. She developed an amazing figure on her petite frame and her take-charge yet flirtatious attitude was intoxicating. My inability to talk to girls carried over in a big way to my sister once she became desirable to me. She became yet another unattainable girl, although for entirely different reasons.
None of the other girls at school struck my fancy as much as my sister did. Kara was very social, had lots of friends, was a vicious flirt and had a date every weekend it seemed. I felt jealous of the guys she went out with and wondered what grand treasures she bestowed to her dates.
I channeled my energy into working out and developed a good build that attracted compliments from many girls. I went out with a few of them and even had sex a couple of times but my awkwardness and my deep secret of lusting after my sister kept anything serious from developing. Oddly, there was a period where I felt more content staying at home and masturbating to lurid thoughts of Kara than actually going out and having real sex with someone I cared nothing about.
When I moved out for college, I was glad to be on my own but deep down I missed having Kara's energetic personality around. Now, a year later, so much had changed in my life, so much had happened, that I knew I would have to be very careful around her in regards to my job. Heaven help me if she or anyone else in the family ever found out what I had been doing over the past year.
My secret life began a few months after I had started college. Although my parents payed rent on the apartment, they insisted that I get a job to cover any personal expenses. Due to my social awkwardness I had always had trouble working in retail or as a waiter. I was browsing the classifieds and discovered an ad hiring male models for an art class. I considered myself to be in good shape and figured it was worth a shot.
The director of the art class offered me a job on the spot, saying that my physique was perfect. I wasn't completely shocked when I was told the job would require me to pose nude but I did pause for a moment. In the end, even though the pay wasn't great, it would be enough to get by for a while and I agreed to pose twice a week. During the first few sessions I drew the attention of several of the girl students who flirted with me after class. With my sister not around constantly as a personal distraction, I tried to take advantage of the situation but never managed anything more than a couple of one-night stands.
Several weeks in, the class instructor asked me to pose with a partner. I assumed I was being asked to work with another guy but was pleasantly surprised when I found out it would be with a girl. During the session, the two of us posed together sitting on a bench, nude, while leaning in toward each other as if we were about to kiss. I stared into the girls eyes for over an hour and couldn't help but notice how much she reminded me of my sister, Kara. My dick swelled due to the close proximity of an attractive, naked girl, but somehow I managed to keep from becoming fully erect.
After the class, the girl introduced herself as Mia and asked if I had ever done any modeling in front of a camera. When I told her that I hadn't, she insisted that I call her to set up a meeting with her agent. Even though she never came out and said it outright, I put two and two together and figured she was talking about something far more explicit and erotic than the art class. In the end, I agreed, for no other reason than I was drawn to her.
A few days later, I meet Mia at her agent's office where she said she wanted to work with me on her next shoot. The agent was reluctant to deal with an untested amateur of such a young age but he consented only after Mia insisted and made threats. The next day, I found myself on a porn set for a series of hardcore still photos. At first I was thrilled with the prospect of having sex with Mia but I soon discovered just how demanding and odd performing in front of a camera could be. Not only was I forced to maintain an erection the entire time as Mia and I went through a series of uncomfortable positions but I had to fuck her for over an hour straight without cumming.
When it was all over, everyone seemed happy with my performance and I was offered a job to join a shoot for a video next week. I was slightly disappointed when, after our shoot, Mia had little to do with me. Now that we had worked together, she moved on to other conquests. On the bright side, however, I did find a dysfunctional comfort in the prospect of having guaranteed sex with a random attractive girl on another shoot.
One job led to another and by the end of the spring semester I had done dozens of shoots with dozens of different women. Although the pay for male performers wasn't that great compared to the girls, the money was a lot more than I had been making in the art class.
For the time being, at least, the job was perfect for me. I got to interact and have sex with gorgeous women without having to worry about my social awkwardness. I just had to stay in shape, show up, have sex, and cum on cue. In time, sexual thoughts of my sister slowly faded as I lived out a hedonistic lifestyle.
I was sure that I could keep my job hidden from Kara when she moved in. I had been telling my parents that I was working as a waiter at a high profile restaurant and decided to stick with that story as cover.
I took some time off and told my agency I wouldn't be available for the first week that my sister would be here. I wanted to be brotherly and show her around campus as she got settled in. However, I still very much recalled several years of her being my ultimate fantasy and I hoped that having her move in wouldn't cause me to relapse.
When Kara arrived she was just as gorgeous as ever. She hugged me when she came in and I couldn't help but think how nice she felt. She hadn't changed and was just as cute as I feared she would be. I had had sex with over thirty different girls in the past year, most of them incredibly beautiful in one way or another, but I instantly found myself longing for my sister. I felt guilty for my twisted desires.
"You look different," Kara told me after we had brought in her boxes and bags.
"We'll, I have been working out more," I told her.
She looked me up and down. "No..." She said. "It's not that. You've always been fit. You just seem more... confident, or something."
I shrugged. I didn't know what she was talking about. As far as I knew I was still the same old dorky guy. Only now I was a guy who got paid to be a porn stud.
"I like it," she said. "It's good to see you coming out of your shell. Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No," I replied. "I stay pretty busy."
"Don't tell me that you sit around the house wallowing in your virginity," she said in a teasing voice.
If she only knew, I thought. There was a time when that comment might have stung, but now I secretly found it funny. "Who said I'm a virgin?"
"I'm pretty sure you never made it with anyone back in high school or I would have heard about it," she said confidently.
