"Are you sure it would be okay, what if there was like some sort of paradox or something?" Lynn wondered.
"I'm sure reality won't be warped; besides we can't be virgins forever. I mean could we get any closer? When the time has come, we'll have some experience established," Lance replied.
"I don't think it's a real great idea..." Lynn started.
"...because we are brother and sister, because it's incest and wrong. Even though you have thought about it, sis," Lance spoke matter of factly.
"I haven't thought about it, lies... slander," Lynn whined.
"Twin link. That special connection that twins have that..." Lance started.
"...that gives off a rather sixth sense when one is hurt or read each others thoughts, finished each others sentences...blah," Lynn finished.
"You doubt the twin link?!" Lance looked bewildered.
"I don't accept it, okay? I know it happens, but c'mon, seriously?" Lynn exclaimed.
"Here we are on the couch, last few days before college, mom and dad won't be back till Sunday. I know you've been thinking about it ever since you barged in on me jacking off that day. I see it in your eyes. You got me thinking about it. I keep having dreams about it, trying to avoid it. We've both seen porn, I think we have somewhat of an idea of how to have sex. I know you read those trashy romance novels," Lance said.
"Okay, you're right, but it's just gross. Fucking you is just a fantasy- a nasty dirty fantasy that should never happen that I can't get out of my fucking head. Yes, I'm thinking about it now, don't judge me," Lynn said.
"You want it so bad, I really never liked the idea, you don't want to do it, and I- the one who was grossed out on the inkling I got from you has just figured it'd be an interesting experiment, yet you're the one who can't follow through?" Lance shrugged.
"You're my brother, Lance," Lynn yelled."I don't know what kinda Pandora's Box we're trying to open here."
Lance stares at her pretty hard for a moment before getting up and going upstairs. Lynn watches him walk up the steps before she reaches down her pants and rubs her clit hard. Just thinking about something so taboo even the argument they just had, turned her on. She inserts two fingers and rubs her clit hard with her thumb as the shower turns on, resting her legs on the coffee table as she cums. She feels it drip in to her panties and goes upstairs to change.
"Hey, only a few days left, college will be great, less time spent together to get this nasty thoughts from our heads!" Lynn yells at the bathroom door.
"What'd you say, Lynn," Lance asked.
"I said; it would be better off in college, when we won't be so close to think about such shit!" Lynn yells.
"I can barely hear you!" Lance yells.
"Oh sweet Goddess," Lynn sighs walking in.
She could see his profile, nearly clearly through the shower door and chills ran down her back, he slid the door open.
"What are you talking about?" Lance asked.
"I said it will be better once college starts. We won't have time for each other and won't be thinking about sleeping together," Lynn walked closer.
Lance saw her nipples poking through her sports bra and t-shirt, he just stared at them. He placed a foot on the side of the tub, just behind the door guide, grabbing her by the hands and pulled her close for a kiss. She reached for his hands, drawn closer taking him in embrace as they kissed. Once she realized it was all she dreamed about, she pulled away, letting him go. He stepped out of the shower as she backed up, pushed the door to the bathroom shut as she opened it. "Why stop now, let's just do it." He held the small of her back, still pushing on the door, kissing her.
"Stop it Lance," Lynn broke away.
"Whatever, you got me thinking about this bullshit. It's your fault and you can't take what you desire? Fuck it then," Lance stepped back in the shower.
Later that night, Lynn woke up with a strange feeling. She walked to Lances room and faintly heard the television set. She opened the door to see him watching porn, slowly stroking himself. He caught a glimpse and turned to see her standing in the doorway in her little footie socks and a long nightshirt depicting Garfield the Cat with a giant mug of coffee, saying I'll just have one cup of coffee. He quickly covered up as she walked slowly to his bed. She yanked the covers back and crawled on top of him.
"Dust off a condom, so I can have it," she whispered to him.
He reached under his bed and grabbed a condom out of a shoebox, she scooted back far enough for him to put it on. She lifted her shirt and a leg and forced him inside. He just stared at her as she bit her bottom lip and sat down on him. He knew she was thinking; let's try it and get it over with, like in the porn and books. She started to slowly bounce up and down. There was a little blood as her hyman broke. As her breathing got harder and more erratic, he slowly guided his hands under her shirt, curious about the feel of her breast. He briefly held her by the waist, gently squeezing as his breathing soon matched hers. He reached for her breast, cupping each in his hands, squeezing both. He pinched her nipples and she let out a small gasp, nodding her head. It was as if the harder he pinched, his almost seemed to react with hers. She smiled as he pinched, tugged, and tweaked her nipples. He lifted and slid his legs forward, causing her to lean closer. She buried her chin in his shoulder; they both started to moan harder and harder till the moans broke in to screams and yells. He grabbed her shoulders pushing down as he thrusted in as hard as she pushed back as they both looked in to each other's eyes briefly when they climaxed heavy and hard. A new link has been made.
A week and a half later, Lance and Lynn are sitting in the parking lot, sitting in his seventy-two Sergio Avant discussing the college journey.
"I can't believe this place doesn't have co-ed dorms, I'll never get any pussy," Lance looked around. "I cannot be a twenty-one year old virgin."
"Please, if you're not getting sex, I'm not either. We look damn near the same, stop bitching," Lynn eyed him.
"Whatever, I'm sure you'll get some, especially after you master giving head. You kinda suck though," Lance replied.
"Never talk about that again! We did it and it's over. Hopefully we won't have time for that anymore," Lynn spoke sternly.
"Right. You're right, it's starting fresh time, time to establish new reps. What if our high school classmates are here, ruin every fucking thing!" Lance wondered.
"No, new start, Lance; no one is gonna take this from us, no more the outcast," she looked at her arm. "No more cutting, no more any of that. School work and parties and sex!"
"Right! Think I should cut my hair?" Lance wondered.
"No, I think you should form a band- may be your only hope," Lynn laughed.
"Let's just do this before all the good shit is taken," Lance opened the door.
They walk to the student pavilion to get there dorms, assignments, and classes. Lynn got one of the carts for her luggage and went to her dorm in the east tower.
"Hey, I guess you're the new roomy, huh?" Some hipster chick asked.
"Yeah, I'm Lynn. Gonna be your roommate and stuff," she smiled.
"Your room is back there, the kitchen is over there and the bathroom is the door to the right of your room. Oh and my name is Daisy. The other girl is Raven," Daisy said.
"Sounds hot, I mean I like the name...Raven...fierce," Lynn thought aloud.
"She's like this goth or something, but she's cool," Daisy said. "So, you got a ride or what?"
"I gotta motorcycle, I know it's not practical but I had to have it," Lynn explained.
"Oh, what is it?"Daisy asked.
"Skyjammer." She said.
Lance has almost finished unpacking before getting hungry, he bumps in to one of his roommates as he heads out.
"Whassup, brah, my names Trey, gon't be roomies, dawg," Trey held out his fist.
"Lance, bro," completing the fist bump. "Man, I'm about to head to the cafeteria, eat up. Yall don't mind if I practice my guitar do you?"
"Shit, I'm usually makin beats and messin around with my equipment, so I won't hear shit outside my headphones," Trey said.
"Awesome, just awesome. I ain't ate since we left home," Lance said.
"We, who's we?" Trey asked.
"My twin sister. We both got in to this place," Lance replied.
"Shit, hook me up man!" Trey flashed a smile.
"Come with me, if we can find her, I bet she does black dudes," Lance said.
What white girl doesn't?" Trey laughed.
After the cafeteria, Lance and Trey saw some people running outside and decided to follow suit. Outside, Lynn was doing a few tricks on her bike.
"Yo, that girl got skills! Man I gotta get with that!" Trey yelled.
"That sir, is my sister, Lynn. Why don't you try and talk to her, while I take the motorcycle trailer back to the rental place," Lance said.
Lynn saw him and gunned the bike toward him and Trey, pulling a stoppie inches from her brother. Trey was ready to dodge it.
"Hey Lance, who is this dark mocha guy?" Lynn asked.
"This...is Trey- my roommate. Why don't you get to know him while I take the trailer back?" Lance said.
