Kai

Four Years and Three Months Ago

I close my eyes and think about being nailed in the balls, repeatedly, with a hammer, while my cock is dipped in acid. Still, it’s no match against the powers of Teagan Hensley.

How the fuck did this happen?

When did I find myself attracted to her?

Since when did she get so bold?

Honestly, I know exactly how this happened, and she’s been in the back of my mind for a lot longer than is acceptable to admit. As for her boldness, it came shortly after her eighteenth birthday. It’s been a long few months since she turned of legal age.

I peek my eyes open and regret it immediately.

Water drips from her hair and onto her bare shoulders. Her hips sway with each step she takes coming out of the pool. All of her curves are on display, and the sun beaming down highlights her skin. Slowly, I drag my gaze down her entire body, and it takes great effort to swallow the saliva building up in my mouth.

Her grin grows wicked, and I’m done for.

Through the sliding glass door, she watches me as I watch her reach behind herself and tug the tie that holds her top on. That half of her tiny bikini falls from her fingertips and hits the ground. One of her hands runs up her body toward her tits, and the other languidly slides down her stomach toward her bikini bottoms. We’re the only ones home. I know that, but I still find myself looking around, nervous that we’ll be interrupted.

Cruel.

This is torture, and she knows it.

It’s so wrong, but I can’t take my eyes away.

She arches, and I stiffen. Her tongue wets her lips, and I’m adjusting my jeans. Her legs keep moving, bringing her closer to me. She slides open the glass door between us and gives me a wink.

“It’s nice out.” Her fingers play with her skimpy bikini bottoms. “Do you want to go for a swim?” She acts as if it isn’t out of the ordinary for her to be standing there, talking to me, half-naked. Burke is going to fucking kill me.

Still, it might be worth it.

No! Fuck no, it wouldn’t. What am I saying?

“I don’t think so.” I gawk longingly, wishing I could say yes, wishing I could pull her into my arms and sink my dick so deep inside her that she’d feel me for days.

“Suit yourself.”

She wiggles from her bottoms and steps out from them.

Motherfucker.

“Oh, you don’t mind, do you? I hate tan lines.” She bends slowly, reaching down to pick up her suit. There isn’t a single tan line on her. Her round ass sits up in the air on display for my greedy eyes. What do I say to that? Do I mind? Fuck no, but admitting it would be racing to the line and jumping over it with her, joining her on the forbidden side.

I haven’t moved. I haven’t asked her to stop. I’ve sat and watched. The truth is that the boundary line has been getting closer and closer every day, and the closer it gets, the more restraint I lose.

I don’t answer her teasing question. Not that it matters.

Teagan can read me, and she knows full well I’m enjoying every minute.

She closes the slider but doesn’t get back into the pool. Instead, she sits on a lounger that directly faces me. Her feet rest on opposite sides of the chair, and she parts her legs as her fingers trail from her knees to her pussy. Swollen. Wet. Perfect. I imagine tasting her. Abandoning my morals and throwing open that sliding glass door and diving between her legs. Instinctually, my hand is rubbing my rock-hard cock through my jeans. She bites her lip as she rocks against her moving fingers, and all my good sense leaves.

My jeans come off and hang around my ankles, and I’m pulling my cock from within my boxer briefs. I spit into my hand and squeeze the head. My balls ache, unsatisfied with my hand when she’s so close, getting herself off. I kick out of my jeans, drop my boxer briefs, pull my shirt over my head, and walk to the door. I rest one hand on the glass while the other strokes my dick. Teagan’s eyes light up, and she slides a finger into her cunt while seductively waving me over with her other hand.

I grind my teeth, wanting so badly to keep moving, but my feet remain rooted in place. In the living room, where we used to have family game night, I rub my cock savagely as Teagan plays with her pussy. Her toes curl, and hedonic moans crash into the house from the outside.

This is wrong.

Her thumb rubs against her clit.

This is wrong.

My breath smears the glass.

This is wrong.

Her lips move, but I can’t hear her words.

This is wrong.

Dirty thoughts about taking this to the next level run through my mind.

This is wrong.

Her tits bounce with her rhythm.

This is wrong. Of course it’s wrong. She’s my best friend’s little sister. The one girl I promised to protect. In this case, even from me.

I wish it were right though because my dick is ready to shoot nails.

A war between my cock, my head, and my loyalty to my best friend runs rampant within me. Not to mention, I actually care about Teagan. She’s the only girl I can say that’s ever been true about besides my mother.

Suddenly, the whispers of her passion become loud and clear.

“Kai! Fuck me, Kai! Fuck me hard and make me come. Make me yours.”

Her body spasms atop the chair at the same time my dick blasts cum all over the door. I whisper her name into my shoulder with a groan. Breathing heavy, I rest my forehead against the glass and am unsure whether it’s shame or liberation that’s causing my pulse to continue to race. I don’t move, naked and still with my cock in my hand in the middle of the house as she gets up from the lounger. Her nose is high in the air, and she struts my way, not bothering to pick up her suit. She pulls the door open, and her tits graze my ribs as she pushes past.

“Teagan?” My voice is raw and gravelly.

“Kai?” She looks at me over her shoulder.

I didn’t prepare what to say next, but I just didn’t want her to walk away.

So, I stand immobile and mute.

She shakes her head and clicks her tongue before popping her fingers into her mouth and tossing her hair over her shoulder as she walks away from me, stark naked and swaying her hips.

“Next time, let go of your cock long enough to find your balls and touch me yourself.”

And I’m fucked.