Home on the Range

Kevin

Name: Kevin
Age: 26
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 180
Build: excellent, since he has been working mostly manual labor jobs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown

Personality: kind of both shy and outgoing. Being a manual laborer and working outside a lot he has developed a boyant blusterly persona, kind of a guy’s guy who likes to pal around, make jokes, watch football, hang out with the guys and drink beer, talk about girls. Privately, he stays to himself and hasn’t developed any true personal relationships. Despite his boisterous exterior he is afraid of rejection and hasn’t been on many dates or ever had a real girlfriend. He likes women a lot and can pick them up easily in the bars with his good looks and his outgoing personality, but they are usually just one night stands or a few dates and gone because he has issues dealing with intimacy. He is afraid to open up and confide in anyone and let them see the real him. His sister is the only person he ever felt totally comfortable around, they used to share secrets and such growing up, but they haven’t stayed in touch much since he left home.

Biography:
Kendra's older brother. He hasn't been close to the family since he graduated high school and went out on his own. Since he never went to college, he has worked manual labor jobs, mostly in construction. This suits him well, since he enjoys being outside and he has actually become a fairly skilled framer and carpenter. It’s not that he couldn’t have gone to college, he’s a smart enough guy and got slightly above average grades in school but it just didn’t really interest him much. He wasn’t particularly the athletic type but he did play some sports in school, intramurals and such. He and Kendra were close growing up, as the only two kids, but he hasn’t seen her for a couple of years since their parents’ funeral. He is between jobs and kind of at loose ends at the moment, so he decides to go see how his sister is doing on the ranch.

I've got work in a little bit, so the IC won't be up until tonight I'm afraid =(

Kendra Young

The sun had barely peaked its head over the horizon by the time Kendra Young finished her early morning ride back to her own private estate, which itself offered a magnificent view of the surrounding countryside. For the most part the entire property was nothing but wide open space, but the lush golden plains eventually led up to a dense cluster of trees near the base of the mountains. Wooden fences ran a good length of the property, fencing in a healthy variety of livestock and horses.

Kendra reined her horse into one of the larger stables where a few stablemen were busy taking care of the other horses, grooming or feeding them when needed. Each of her hired hands were impressed with her love and care for her horses, though Kendra liked to think that all of her animals were well looked after. She had inherited quite a lump sum of money when her parents passed away, and with a good portion of her earnings she was able to keep their ranch up in northwestern Montana.

The main household was two-stories tall with a very polished look to it, and it was rather spacious on the inside with decorative furniture and a few antiques that she had either inherited or purchased on her own accord. Kendra kept a small staff to help with things around the house, including her personal maid Susan and the venerable butler Thomas. Susan had adopted a sort of maternal attitude towards her rather young employer, often chastising her for wearing such revealing clothes around the house.

Kendra, however, felt no shame in wearing very short, tight-fitting jean shorts and low cut dress shirts that she often tied closed in the front with a loose knot, leaving her tight belly and parts of her luscious chest exposed to the open air. Her time spent outdoors had graced her with a very natural tan, and her constant exercise left her body well-toned but curvy. Quite a handful of suitors came knocking at her door, but Kendra had turned down every single one of them.

She was waiting for someone special to enter into her life.

"Is lunch ready yet?" Kendra asked impatiently, though her cook knew enough to take her hastiness with a grain of salt.

"Very soon," Alex responded as he wiped his hands on a clean towel. "You'll want to wash up first," he added, nodding off to the sink. Kendra pouted at first, but she washed her hands anyways before she moved to sit down at the table.

Kevin Young

The closer Kevin got to the ranch, the more nervous he got. He had heard that Kendra was doing well for herself and he was afraid she might look down on him. Not that he was ashamed of anything. She had wanted the ranch and he didn’t so there were no issues between them there. He had simply taken his share of the inheritance and put it into investments, only dipping into it occasionally when he needed to. He made good enough money with his construction work and had a decent life in the city, living in a small modest townhouse. His car wasn’t brand new, but it was a nice enough Mustang that he had souped up a little with dual exhausts and a new computer chip that gave the engine a deeper sound and faster acceleration.

He pulled to a stop just outside the open gate to the ranch. Leaving the motor running and putting the car into neutral he stepped out and looked around. His 5’11” frame towered over his blue hatchback with white racing stripes as it purred there in the sun. He was quite a handsome specimen, some women might describe him as a “hunk”, his figure trim but muscular. He was wearing bluejeans as he almost always did, but these were his dress jeans, dark blue and crisp. They were a little snug, making his package somewhat obvious, but he was not particularly shy about that. He wasn’t huge by any means but well enough endowed that the women he had known seemed quite pleased. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway down, he also liked to show off his toned tanned chest.

It had been a while since he had been there and he wondered what changes Kendra might have made but from here everything looked just like he remembered it. It had been a wonderful place to grow up, he had had a good childhood and had many fond memories of his days here. He and his sister Kendra had been very close even though she was nearly 4 years younger. They would confide in each other and tell each other about their loves and heartbreaks. Kevin knew that she always had boys knocking on her door but that she never got serious with any of them, she told him that none of them ever seemed as nice and as caring about her as he did. He wondered if she had changed, if she had a man in her life now.

He got back in the car and gunned the engine, passing through the gate and up the long drive to the two-story house. He wondered if Kendra would be home or out on the property somewhere. He wondered if she would be surprised to see him, maybe he should have called ahead and told her he was coming. Well, he was here now, so this was just how it was going to be. It felt strange to be pressing the doorbell on what had been his own home for so many years, but he also didn’t feel right about just walking in. He heard the familiar chimes and waited patiently for someone to answer.

After Kendra finished cleaning herself up, she sat down at the kitchen table and waited for Alex to finish getting her lunch ready. In a few short minutes the elderly chef set a small plate down in front of her, and Kendra smiled as she picked up her sandwich. She was also given a full glass of iced tea and some pretzels to go along with her afternoon meal.

"Thanks," she said before biting down into it, and Alex simply nodded his head and began cleaning up. While Kendra was more than capable of cleaning up after herself, and indeed she often did, he still felt it was his job to take care of the mess. He was paid to do so, after all.

"How was your ride this morning?"

Kendra relaxed in her chair and stretched her arms behind her.

"Good. You should come with me next time," Kendra responded, sitting back up as she continued eating. Alex dried off a few plates with a clean towel, and though he smiled at first he eventually shook his head.

"I don't get along well with horses. I had a bad experience once."

"What happened?"

"I had... a bad... experience," Alex reiterated, and Kendra simply smirked.

A sudden chiming filled the house, and Kendra quickly turned her head towards the front door.

"Expecting company?" Alex inquired, and Kendra shook her head.

"No," she said simply. Thomas, her butler, didn't need any instructions as to what to do, and he proceeded to answer the door.

"Can I help you?" Thomas asked rather blankly, though he soon recognized the face of the young master Kevin.

"Kevin? Kevin!" Kendra was extremely surprised to see her brother standing on the porch, and she quickly ran up to him before throwing her arms around his shoulder. "What are you doing here?"

“Hey, sis,” Kevin replied with a big happy grin, wrapping his strong arms around her trim waist and giving her a good squeeze. He stepped back and looked at her.

“My god, look at you, Kendra, you’re all growed up,” he drawled in a fake country accent. “I gotta say, sis, you look…” He knew how she looked. She looked damn hot. But could he say that to his sister? Sure, why not? “You look damn hot,” he concluded and grinned again.

Kendra just smiled at him and repeated her question. “So what brings you here, Kevin?”

“Well, you know, I guess I just kinda was missing my little sis,” he brushed his longish hair back as it tended to fall in his face. “So I finished up this one job I was working and haven’t really lined up the next one yet. Things being a little slow right now what with the recession and all, you know. So I figured, what the hell, maybe I ought to drop in on Kendra, visit the old place, see how things are going. Seems like a while since I’ve been back.”

Despite the fact that he was usually a confident guy, he seemed just a little uncomfortable or unsure of himself. It was almost like there was more to the story that he wasn’t saying. Or maybe it was just because Kendra looked so damn good to him in her incredibly small tight shorts and open shirt, and he was having thoughts that weren’t exactly familial. But the brother side won out, at least for the moment.

“I was thinking maybe we could just catch up, you know, kinda like old times, spend a few days with each other.” He paused, looking around as if looking for somebody else. “I’m not interrupting anything am I? Are you busy? Did you have plans? You haven’t gone and got married without telling me or something, have you? Got a guy living here with you? You gonna introduce him to me?”

Kevin was quick to return Kendra's beaming smile, and she felt his strong arms wrap themselves around her waist, pulling her in for a tight hug. It was a gentle squeeze to be sure, one of both emphasis and effect, and Kendra felt a sense of overwhelming comfort while he held her close. She even laughed at his outrageous take on a country accent, but smiled and said thank you when he began throwing one compliment after another at her.

"You look pretty handsome yourself," Kendra said with an honest smile as she stepped back. And he did. A few years apart forced Kendra to look at her brother as if she were just meeting him for the first time: she noticed the color of his eyes, his long hair, the hint of a tan in his skin (less pronounced than her own), and the strength of his arms.

If she hadn't been his sister, Kendra would have had no problem pressing her lips up against his own. If she hadn't been his sister... Kendra would have done a lot more than just kiss him.

"Yeah, the recession has hit us all the way up here too. But we've been pretty well off, all things considering," Kendra said with a smile. The twenty-two year old had done pretty well for herself, especially when considering the immense financial cushion she had to fall back on if things got too rough.

Kevin began shooting off a million questions after they moved further inside the house, and Kendra simply rolled her eyes when he began asking (or perhaps teasing) about her personal life.

"I was just having lunch, actually. And yes, I have gotten married. To several men, actually. They're all upstairs in my bedroom, ready to have their way with me."

Kendra smirked as she sat down at the kitchen table again, and Alex pulled out a second chair for Kevin to sit down in.

"This is Alex. He does most of the cooking for us around here," Kendra said as she picked up a piece of her sandwich. "Hungry?"

“Hi, Alex, nice to meet you,” Kevin replied politely.

“Yeah, I’m famished,” he admitted in response to Kendra’s question. “Got anything to eat on this ranch?”

“I was just having a sandwich, would you like one?” she replied.

“Sure, that’s great.” He looked at his little sister again. Only, god, she wasn’t little anymore. She was a beautiful young woman, and probably hotter than any of the women he had dated or hit on in the bars. He couldn’t imagine why there weren’t men lined up at the door for her. He knew if he wasn’t her brother, he would be fighting to make his way to the front of the line.

He realized he was probably staring at her. “Sorry, sis, didn’t mean to be staring,” he smiled. “It’s just been so long and you look so different now. I mean, where did you get those pretty hazel eyes anyway? Everybody else in the family has brown eyes. Hmm, I wonder…” he trailed off teasingly.

Kendra just tossed her head, shaking her blonde hair, and laughed. Alex brought Kevin a plate with a sandwich and pretzels. “Can I get you something to drink?” he asked him. “You got any beer around here?” Kevin asked. Alex went to the huge Sub-Zero fridge and brought back a Coors Light.

“So, sis,” Kevin said, sipping his beer. “You’ll have to tell me about all these husbands of yours. I bet you got men falling all over themselves to marry you. If I wasn’t your brother, I know I’d be right there,” he smiled with a twinkle in his eye. He could just picture himself kissing those sweet lips. “So anyway, you got time to show me around, show me what you’ve done with the place? We’ve got a lot of catching up to do, hope you have some time to spend with your big brother.”

Kendra stood up from the table and Kevin stood up with her. He couldn’t help but notice how tight her shorts were and how fine her ass looked. Damn, why did she have to be his sister?

Kendra Young

“So, sis,” Kevin said, sipping his beer.“You’ll have to tell me about all these husbands of yours. I bet you got men falling all over themselves to marry you. If I wasn’t your brother, I know I’d be right there.”

I rolled my eyes in response to his flattery. He then asked me for a tour of the ranch. "Alex dear, would you mind terribly if I showed Kevin around the place," I teased as I helped the poor man hide the erection he was sporting. The truth of the matter was that Kevin was more his type than I'd ever be and we had a running gag about being engaged but never being able to choose a date. I walked with Alex to the kitchen then gave him a quick peck on the cheek as I returned to the dining room.

Seeing Kevin after all this time, I didn't have the blinders that most women had rendering their male relatives as being next to sexless. Instead I stood there and appreciated the view for a brief moment before shaking my head and reminding myself that whatever else the glorious hunk of man seated in my dining room was, he was also my brother.

I approached him and tilted my head toward the door. "Ready for the five cent tour?" I asked.

Kevin Young

“Five cent tour?” I replied in mock surprise. “Hell, I’m sure you’re worth at least a quarter, if not a dollar, sis.” I paused as I looked her up and down again, suddenly realizing the possible double meaning of what I had said. But I just couldn’t stop my mind from noticing how fine her ass looked in those tight jeans shorts and how her tits were almost begging to peek out from her loosely tied shirt. It was as if my mind was somebody else who was not under my control, somebody who was not Kendra’s brother.

I quickly regained my composure and followed Kendra as she led the way toward the door. Once outside, I took her hand as we walked around the spread, just innocent siblings enjoying being out in the fresh air together. Kendra proudly showed off all the little changes she had made, nothing dramatic, just keeping the place up and in good repair. It was a welcome respite for me to be out in the country after too much time in the city, enjoying the feeling of freedom that the open range brings.

“You’ve done a great job here, sis. Mom and dad would be proud of you,” I smiled at her. “They would really appreciate how well you’ve kept everything up.” I put my arm around her shoulders and gave her a brotherly hug, resisting the temptation to pat her pretty round ass.

“It’s almost like you’re not my kid sister any more, you’re not the little girl I remember growing up,” I continued my remarks as I looked at her, still mesmerized by how enchanting her amazing hazel eyes were. “You’ve really taken charge of things here, you’ve got everything under control. I’m quite impressed by you, I really am, Kendra. Kind of makes my meager little handyman existence pale in comparison.”

I was used to being out in the sun, since I usually worked outside all day, but I was starting to feel flushed out here on the open range. I wasn’t sure if it was the heat or my sister causing it.

“I don’t suppose there’s some place we can cool off, is there?” I asked her.

“Five cent tour?” he replied in mock surprise. “Hell, I’m sure you’re worth at least a quarter, if not a dollar, sis.” I raised an eyebrow in response and Kevin turned an amusing shade of pink. I simply shook my head and continued on with the tour, wishing to impress him with the way the ranch was running smoothly.

Once or twice, I could almost swear I'd caught him checking me out. I didn't mention it, sinsit was more than likely my imagination running wild. My big brother had turned into a tall dark and handsome man. I was certain he had a girlfriend or boyfriend back in the city. I paused for a moment and remembered the way he'd looked me ovr before and decided Alex wasn't his type and it must be a girlfriend.

He asked a few questions which a happily answered. It was nice having Kevin back, if only for a short while.

“You’ve done a great job here, sis. Mom and dad would be proud of you,” he said with a smile and a companiable hug. “They would really appreciate how well you’ve kept everything up.” He placed his arm about my shoulders and I reacted by placing an arm behind his back and the tour took on a slower pace.

“You’ve really taken charge of things here, you’ve got everything under control. I’m quite impressed by you, I really am, Kendra. Kind of makes my meager little handyman existence pale in comparison.”

His compliment made me smile with pride. I did so love this place. "Meager handyman?" I asked. "Last I heard, you were pulling in money left and right. Don't you go belittling all you've accomplished." I said as I faced him.

He seemed to feel uncomfortable with the praise and something in his eyes caused me to stop. I imagined what life must be like with nothing more than a company I'd built and money it had earned as my day to day accomplishments. I could never live away from the ranch.

I was shaken from my reverie as I heard my brother ask, “I don’t suppose there’s some place we can cool off, is there?”

I grinned. "What's the matter? The big city turn my big brother into a pansy?" I laughed as I ducked under his arm and stood a few feet away. We used to tease one another mercilessly and I think I caught a glimpse of mischief enter his eyes but then saw that he looke perhaps a bit worse for wear. It was then that I remembered that all he'd had to drink was beer. "You idiot," I said, talking to myself. I began to worry that the alcohol added to our time in the sun might be having some effect on him. The barn was a good quarter mile away and I hadn't thought to bring a water bottle or canteen with me.

I asked him a few questions, checked his eyes and laid my hand against his forehead. If the heat was starting to get t him, it wasn't too bad yet.

"Okay, I'll bring you someplace cool; but, you have to promise not to tell a soul," I insisted. He nodded and I took his hand in mine then walked off the path we'd been walking. I had found the small cabin quite by accident and liked to think that our parents went there when they needed to get away from the rest of the ranch for a short while. I had mentally dubbed it 'Lovers' Lodge' and occasionally stopped in when I just wanted to be alone for a bit.

It was fairly well hidden from all the riding trails but wasn't an especially long hike from where we'd been. Kevin looked perhaps as surprised as I had been when I first found it. It was a small two room cabin that had a sturdy look to it. It looked to be close to 30 years old, but was relatively undisturbed. I'd only needed to replace one of the windows and planned to rework some of the roofing this summer. I opened the door and led him in.

"Welcome to my home away from home," I said. I had cleaned the interior of the cabin but hadn't changed more than I felt necessary. I could almost feel the presence of my mother and father when I visited the place. It was almost as if they weren't gone. I smiled sadly before I turned to see Kevin. I went to the cupboards and took a glass then used the pump at the sink to get some water.

"Here, drink this. Then go into the bedrom and lie down. I don't want you getting sick on your first visit home," I told him as I handed him the water. With Kevin here, it almost felt as if the entire family was together again.

"What's the matter? The big city turn my big brother into a pansy?" Kendra asked me when I said I wanted to cool off. Of course I worked outside all the time but somehow it was different, more intense out here on the open range. Plus all I had had to drink was a beer, which seemed to be going to my head. Or else my own sister was making me hot and dizzy. I laughed lightly, throwing off her remark.

“You still trying to pick on me, little sister? If you want me to prove I’m no softie, I will. I can still beat you up, I’m sure.” I gave her a playful poke in the ribs beneath her tied up shirt. “It was just a long ride and I’m just feeling a little tired, that’s all.”

She seemed worried that I was having heatstroke or something, checking my eyes and putting her hand on my head. I was fine but I let her do it because it felt nice for her to touch me. Then she said she’d take me somewhere cool and grabbed my hand and led me a short way off the trail to a little two room cabin. It felt nice walking beside her holding hands, like she was a girlfriend or something and I had to remind myself again that she was just my little sister.

“Wow, I never knew this place was here,” I remarked as I walked inside and looked around. Kendra headed for the kitchen to get me some water and I couldn’t help but watch the sway of her cute butt in those tight jeans shorts. Maybe it was the heat, but I was definitely having some non-sisterly thoughts as was evidenced by the growing bulge in my jeans.

"Here, drink this. Then go into the bedroom and lie down. I don't want you getting sick on your first visit home."

I took the glass and couldn’t resist giving her a playful tap on her tight butt. “Ok, sis, if you say so. But if you’re going to nurse me, I think you should come in the bedroom and sit with me. I’ll be a good patient, I promise,” I grinned then emptied the glass in one long drink. This time I took her hand and headed toward the other room which obviously had to be the bedroom. It was simply furnished with a comfortable looking queen size bed centered on one wall. I sat down on one side of the bed and took my boots off, then laid down in the center. I patted my hand on the side of the bed.

“So sit down and talk to me, Kendra. Tell me all about your love life. How can a girl as pretty as you not have a boyfriend? Or a score or two of boyfriends, for that matter. I mean, I swear if you weren’t my sister, I’d….” I caught myself before finishing the sentence, because I wasn’t sure what I would say. Kendra was looking at me with a quizzical look but also a bemused smile.

“What?” I asked. “I just mean you’re as cute as any of the girls I’ve ever dated or thought about dating, that’s all.” I wasn’t sure if I was digging myself into a deeper hole or not. I reached out and put my hand on top of her hand that was resting on the bed and gave it a little squeeze. “Sorry, I’m not trying to embarrass you. Maybe it’s just the heat exhaustion talking, you better feel my head again.”

I gave her my most charming smile, then changed the topic. “So you think this is where mom and dad came to get away from us kids? I wonder what they did here? I bet this bed has some stories to tell,” I gave her a big wink and laughed heartily.

He took the glass and patted me on the butt. I was tempted to show him why some of the men around the ranch called me a ball-buster, but resisted the knee to groin reflex. He'd already poked me in the ribs and loosened my shirt's already loose knot.

“Ok, sis, if you say so. But if you’re going to nurse me, I think you should come in the bedroom and sit with me. I’ll be a good patient, I promise,” he promised before gulping te water in one go then grabbing my hand and leading me to the bedroom.

He climbed into the middle of the bed and patted the side closest to me saying, “So sit down and talk to me, Kendra. Tell me all about your love life. How can a girl as pretty as you not have a boyfriend? Or a score or two of boyfriends, for that matter. I mean, I swear if you weren’t my sister, I’d….”

I raised a brow in response and grinned a sardonic smile.

“What?” he asked. “I just mean you’re as cute as any of the girls I’ve ever dated or thought about dating, that’s all. Sorry, I’m not trying to embarrass you. Maybe it’s just the heat exhaustion talking, you better feel my head again.”

I shook my head, "I swear, you haven't changed a bit." I let it hang and let him wonder if my comment was meant in a good or bad way. Though I highly doubted from his actions that he was feeling heat exhaustion, I leaned forward to place my hand on his forehead. "Yep, just like I thought. The city's turned you into a wimp." I laughed as he reached for me as I was expecting and slipped out of his reach.

He sat back against the headboard and smiled, “So you think this is where mom and dad came to get away from us kids? I wonder what they did here? I bet this bed has some stories to tell,"

"To get away from you, maybe," I said with a grin. "I was always an angel." I laughed at the nonplussed look on his face. My own face turned thoughtful as I looked about the room. "I wouldn't be surprised ifwe were both conceived on this bed," I said pointing. "What do you think I use it for?" I asked in response to his earlier comment on my lack of beaux. The truth of the matter was that I had all too many men who wished to either bed me or marry me for my money. I came here to get away and just remind myself who Kendra Young was and think things over.

It felt odd sharing the cabin with someone else. Almost like letting him see an inner part of myself that I kept hidden from everyone else. As turned my eyes inward and thought these thoughts, I absently untied the loosened knot in my shirt and retied it. When I turned towards Kevin, he looked like the breath had been knocked out of him or something. "What?" I asked as he continued to stare at my shirt. I had a Tide to Go somewhere in the cabin. Had I unknowingly stained my shirt?

When Kendra bent over to feel my forehead again, I tried to wrap an arm around her, thinking maybe we could play wrestle like we used to when we were younger. But she deftly eluded my grasp.

“Damn, you’re just as slippery as you were as a kid,” I laughed. “But I’m not so sure about that angel bit. I can remember a few things you told me about that weren’t so angelic. You were just better at fooling mom and dad than I was, that’s all.”

I watched her as she sat there, apparently contemplating what she had said about the cabin. It felt strange to imagine mom and dad fucking right there where we were sitting, that’s something most kids don’t usually think about their parents. And was it Kendra’s fuck bed too? I ignored her question because I wasn’t sure what the right answer might be. But I got the feeling that this was some kind of a special place to her, a secret of hers that she had let me in on, like we used to share secrets when we were growing up.

We were both lost in our own thoughts, I was looking at her absentmindedly when she started to untie her shirt while looking off in the other direction. My attention was quickly refocused and she let the knot come loose and for the briefest of moments her pert round breasts were exposed before she retied the knot under them making them stand out even more. I was taken aback, her tits were so beautiful that I couldn’t help staring at her shirt.

"What?" she asked, when she caught me staring.

“Damn, I’m sorry, sis. But you shouldn’t tease me like that, it’s not very nice.” I could feel the bulge in my jeans starting to grow again. She looked at me quizzically, perhaps she didn’t realize she had just flashed me. “I mean flashing your tits like that. You tease all the guys that way? I mean, I just got a quick glimpse, but I have to say they looked mighty fine.”

I gave her a big grin, trying to keep things playful like we used to be together, teasing each other and giving each other a hard time like brothers and sisters do. But seeing her beauty now firsthand after a few years, seeing her like new again, I found myself wishing she wasn’t my sister. Sure, I had dated some pretty girls over the years, but now they all paled next to Kendra. Not only was she beautiful but smart too, as evidenced by how well she was running the ranch. None of the women I ever dated seemed near as smart either. The latest breakup a few days ago had finally gotten to me, making me painfully aware of my inability to keep a woman around. I knew it was basically my fault because I never felt that they really met my standards, although I had never been able to articulate just what my standards were. But sitting here now looking at Kendra, I suddenly realized that it was her I was measuring all the others against. And I realized that I wanted her more than I had ever wanted any woman. But I didn’t know how to tell her or how she would react if I did. I decided to keep things playful but test the waters a little.

“Actually, I thought you were taking your shirt off,” I teased her. “Which seems like a good idea. I’m still feeling kind of hot,” I remarked and quickly unbuttoned the few buttons that were not already unbuttoned on my shirt and pulled it off my shoulders, showing off my tanned, tight chest and abs.

I gave her a big grin. “Remember when we were kids and we played that old ‘if you do it, I’ll do it’ game?” I scooted over on the bed a little closer to her. “I guess I’m kind of feeling like a kid again, being back here at the ranch and all. So I took off my shirt, now you gonna take yours off?” I asked hopefully, reaching playfully for the knot on her shirt.

“Damn, I’m sorry, sis. But you shouldn’t tease me like that, it’s not very nice,” he said. What the hell was he talking about? “I mean flashing your tits like that. You tease all the guys that way? I mean, I just got a quick glimpse, but I have to say they looked mighty fine.”

I blushed furiously at the thought of having flashed Kevin. I guess it had just felt natural. I was just comfortable around him and hadn't thought what I was doing. "Yeah well, I wouldn't have had to re-tie it if you hadn't loosened it up with that poke you gave me earlier." I said defensively with a touch of a grin.

In truth, there were only two men in my life that I felt this comfortable around. One was Alex. But then again, he's gay and so, I'm not quite his type. The other was Kevin and he was my brother. Why couldn't Ifind a man like Kevin? We kidded and joked, openly admired one another's abilities.

I hadn't liked the fact that he'd belittled himself in order to make what I'd accomplished that much greater. I knew it had to have been difficult being alone in the city and starting up a business. Still, I understood that he spoke honestly. Perhaps he was homesick and wanted to return to the ranch but felt that I had everything well in hand and didn't need him here.

The truth of the matter was that the ranch took all of my time and at times I resented the fact. Even so, I could never tear myself away from the place. I'd be lost without it. I did wish I'd had someone to share the burden of responsibility with, to share my life with. But all the men saw me as 'the boss lady' and I couldn't let that slip or some might take advantage. I'd never find that special someone.

“Actually, I thought you were taking your shirt off,” he said, interupting my morbid thoughts. “Which seems like a good idea. I’m still feeling kind of hot,” he finished.

"Oh, you did, did you?" I grinned thinking to myself that I hoped my brother decided to stay. He could always draw me away from taking myself too seriously. I smiled as my eyes took in his bared torso. His body was well tanned and muscular. He was tight and toned with six-pack abs. I'm sure he drew many of the city girls crazy.

He sent me a huge grin with a look of naughtiness in his eyes. I couldn't help but grin in reply. It was that look in his eyes that almost always gave him away to our parents. I was much better at playing the innocent. Kevin just never could control that look in his eyes. I felt a sense of anticipation as I wondered what he was up to now.

“Remember when we were kids and we played that old ‘if you do it, I’ll do it’ game?” he asked and I almost laughed as I caught on. He wanted to see my boobs again. Men will be men, after all. “I guess I’m kind of feeling like a kid again, being back here at the ranch and all. So I took off my shirt, now you gonna take yours off?”

I did laugh then. I turned a semi-serious look on him. "I don't know that it's a fair trade," I told him even as I untied my top. I let it hang open but didn't remove it. "I've got boobs and you don't." I flashed my innocent look at him before I shrugged the shirt from my shoulders. "It is a little hot in here." I said smothering my urge to laugh at the look on his face as his eyes stared at my bared chest. He was probably surprised by the fact that they were just a touch more lightly tanned than my stomach and arms.

I hadn’t really expected her to fall for it. But then Kendra had never been one to back down from a challenge. I watched in fascination as she untied the knot again and let her shirt fall open. Or was she just teasing me again?

"I don't know that it's a fair trade. I've got boobs and you don't," Kendra seemed to be objecting but then she shrugged and the shirt fell off her shoulders. I couldn’t help but stare, drinking in the beauty of her round taut orbs with my eyes, amazed that they were almost as richly tanned as the rest of her body. They looked so deliciously ripe, I wanted to touch them, to taste them.

After a moment, I finally managed to speak.

“Damn, I was right, you have beautiful breasts, Kendra,” I complimented her. Her nipples appeared slightly enlarged and excited, was she aroused by showing off to me? I knew that I was definitely aroused now as evidenced by the now large bulge in my jeans. “I didn’t think you’d really do it, you haven’t really changed have you? You never were able to turn down a dare, I didn’t even have to ‘double dog’ dare you.” I laughed while still eyeing her magnificent boobs. “It does kind of feel like we’re kids again, doesn’t it? Except you’re obviously ‘all growed up,’ as I said. I have to admit, I kind of miss the place and the good times we had here.”

Actually there was more to it than that. I had seen Kendra scowl when I had played down my life and vocation, but the truth was that lately the business was not doing much better than my love life. The recession had hit the housing industry hard and I was not actually between jobs, I had no jobs lined up since I had finished the last one a week or so ago. I wasn’t in any real financial trouble or anything, it was just with the shrinking of available work I had sort of lost my enthusiasm for being out on my own too.

I guess in a lot of ways I was homesick for the ranch and had thought about returning to it. But it was obvious that Kendra had everything well under control and didn’t really need me, or anybody else, to help her. Although I had noticed things needing repair, even though she was keeping things up. That’s just how it was on a place like this, there was always something needing attention. Some of the barns and stables needed work, fences needed to be replaced, even this cabin could us some repair, I had noted. It almost seemed like most of the things that needed attention were things that I was best at doing. But I didn’t know how to broach the subject because I didn’t want her to think that I thought she needed help.

And then I had broken up with my most recent girlfriend just about the same time. I just couldn’t wrap my mind around what it was that made me always end up disappointed with any woman I spent any time with. I could just never get comfortable with anyone. The truth was, the only woman in my life that I had ever felt comfortable around, like I was feeling now, was Kendra. But she was my sister. Why couldn't I find a woman like Kendra? We kidded and joked, openly admired one another's abilities. We just always got along so well together, seemed to have the same thoughts at the same time, even finish each other’s sentences. And she was so pretty too, as I could so clearly see now. I was sure I would never find someone as special as her.

It seemed like I had been lost in my thoughts forever, but it had really only been a minute. And I was still staring at Kendra’s tits.

“Sorry, sis. Guess I sort of got mesmerized there.” I gave her a big grin and scooted down the bed a little closer to her. “But you’re right, you know, it’s not fair me seeing your beautiful boobs and you just seeing my chest. I’m sure you see more than your share of bare chests working here on the ranch. Although I do know plenty of women seem to want to get a look at my chest too,” I grinned. “So what can I do to make it even steven?”

“Damn, I was right, you have beautiful breasts, Kendra,” he said. “I didn’t think you’d really do it, you haven’t really changed have you? You never were able to turn down a dare, I didn’t even have to ‘double dog’ dare you.” He laughed while still staring at my chest. “It does kind of feel like we’re kids again, doesn’t it? Except you’re obviously ‘all growed up,’ as I said. I have to admit, I kind of miss the place and the good times we had here.”

In all actuality, I had changed. I rarely took dares like I did when I was younger. I had a good deal of responsibility to the people working the ranch and seldom felt the freedom I did now. Perhaps this was one more reason I loved to come to this cabin. I didn't have to be anyone other than myself when I was alone here. Only I wasn't alone now and, if possible, felt more my younger self than I had in ages.

I noticed Kein's eyes take a far off look as he continued to stare at my boobs. Was he thinking some sort of fantasy? I looked to the tell-tale area and sure enough he had a bulge in them there jeans. I should have said something to snap him out of it. I was his sister, after all. Instead, I couldn't help but notice as I felt the blood engorge my nipples and the stood out shamelessly.

Still, I refused to let it ruin our get together. I had heard a sense of longing in his words as he mentioned the ranch and the good times we'd had here. I moved to the end of the bed and seated myself indian style. I noticed that my nipples were apparently acting as lodestones and drawing his eyes with me as I moved.

“Sorry, sis. Guess I sort of got mesmerized there.”

I grinned as I thought to myself, 'yeah, I sort of noticed.'

He scooted closer to me then offered, “But you’re right, you know, it’s not fair me seeing your beautiful boobs and you just seeing my chest. I’m sure you see more than your share of bare chests working here on the ranch. Although I do know plenty of women seem to want to get a look at my chest too,” he grinned. “So what can I do to make it even steven?”

I forestalled the question by asking one of my own. "How long do you plan to stay? I'd be happy to have you here as long as you want," I told him. He seemed surprised by my offer and so I quickly changed the topic before he told me he'd just come up for the weekend or something of the like. I thought briefly about his previous proposal and decided that since I was wearing very short shorts, it might even out if he were in his undies. Boxers or briefs, I wondered.

"Even-Steven? I think you'll have to get right down to your undies, so... Take off the jeans," I grinned wondering if he'd meet the dare. I wondered if he wore boxers or briefs since I didn't take him for a bikini briefs kind of guy. Then again, he could be going commando in which case... No, I didn't want to go there. But damned if my nipples didn't harden a touch more at the thought. HE'S MY BROTHER, I reminded myself as I stared at the bedding between the two of us. At the sound of a zipper unzipping, my head whipped up as my eyes zeroed in with a sort of horrid fascination.

"How long do you plan to stay? I'd be happy to have you here as long as you want."

How long did I plan to stay? Damn, why did she have to ask me that? Forever? Would that be a good answer? I found myself imagining spending the rest of my life here on the ranch with Kendra. I so much wanted to hug her now and tell her I loved her and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, but how would she react? I really wanted to do more than just hug her. I wanted to touch those beautiful breasts, I wanted to feel her in my arms, her smooth tanned skin against mine. I hadn’t expected this, and didn’t know where these feelings were coming from, but I couldn’t deny them.

My mind raced with these previously taboo thoughts. Fortunately before I needed to answer her, she changed the subject.

“I think you'll have to get right down to your undies, so... Take off the jeans."

I almost wasn’t sure I had heard her correctly. I was a bit surprised she was willing to take this little game further, but actually not too much. She had always liked taking chances and doing things that might be considered a little daring, which usually ended up with me being the one who got into trouble. Like the time she suggested we lure a stallion from the neighboring ranch over to our spread to visit one of her mares she thought was ‘lonely.’

I hesitated, not sure myself how far I was willing to take this little game either. Fortunately, I had worn some boxers today, although I often enjoyed the freedom of going commando. But I knew that if I took my jeans off my cock was so aroused it would make a giant tent in my boxers if not poke right on out through the opening.

“Are you sure, Kendra? I wouldn’t want to embarrass you or anything,” I winked at her. I reached down and grabbed the tab of my zipper, pulling it down quickly making that unique unzipping sound. Kendra’s head whipped around at the sound and her eyes locked onto my crotch. I unbuttoned the top button pushing my jeans open, then grabbed my jeans on both sides and, lifting my butt, started to push them down over my hips. “You sure you’re ready for this, sis?” I asked again, hesitating again before I pushed them down any farther, knowing that my straining cock was fully erect and would be standing up straight and tall in my shorts.

I only thought about it for another moment, realizing I was on the verge of practically exposing myself to my own sister. Once my jeans came off, the boxers wouldn’t really hide much. But I decided if I was going to do this, I might as well go whole hog, including the postage.

I lifted my butt up from the bed and pushed my jeans on down my legs and off onto the floor, leaving me sitting there in my thin light blue boxers. As expected, my cock took advantage of the freedom from the restraining jeans to stand up proud and tall, making a huge tent in my shorts. Fortunately, at least it wasn’t poking out… yet.

I lowered my hips back onto the bed, moving even closer to Kendra as I did. Our legs were almost touching. I wasn’t the type to be easily embarrassed, but I may actually have been blushing a little.

“So, little sister, are we even now? Is this what you wanted?” I asked looking down at my enlarged shaft poking up inside my boxers, unintentionally making a double entendre.

He was unbuttoning his jeans when I looked up. He raised his butt of the mattress as he slipped his jeans underneath. He paused the action and asked, “You sure you’re ready for this, sis?”

I shrugged nonclalantly. I had already seen some cloth covering his most personal of areas. It wasn't as if I'd be seeing him in the raw. Why was it that I felt this odd mixture of regret and anticipation? Did I regret that he was going to meet my call after all or was it something else? I knew it wasn't because of the fact that Keven was wearing underwear. Was it?

Moments after his question, he pushed his jeans down his legs and off onto the floor. He looked like he had a case of the blushes as he reseated himself, our knees almost touching.

“So, little sister, are we even now? Is this what you wanted?” My eyes took in the tented boxers and I silently asked myself why I couldn't get a man like my brother. Though I knew only too well that Kevin wasn't perfect, if he hadn't been my brother, I'd easily say he was the perfect man for me.

I had sensed that the bond between us was changing. It had started when our parents died and we had become much more important to one another than the average brother and sister. Now as I saw his erection practically poking through the cloth of his boxers and my own nipples achingly erect, I was scared that we'd already gone well beyond normal boundaries and might be on the verge of exploring an area I had very little actual experience with. I was as nervous as a virgin being seated this close to an aroused man.

I rose from the bed. I should have walked out of the room if not the house; but, the house still held a certain magic for me. Perhaps that's why I not only remained in the room; but, removed my shorts saying, "Now, I'm the one whose a bit overdressed. You've only got those boxers. Doesn't seem fair that I get to wear my thongs and shorts." I stepped out of my shorts before returning to my place on the bed again in nothing but a pair of thong panties.

I watched as Kendra answered my question by standing up and declaring it still wasn’t fair since she was still wearing both shorts and panties. Then she proceeded to slowly remove her little jean short shorts. leaving her wearing only a very small thong. I couldn’t believe that my sister was getting almost totally naked right in front of me. Since her panties were a thong, her ass was pretty much bare and I could see that it was a fine ass too. My pole got even longer if that was possible, seriously threatening to pop out of my boxers. Kendra sat back down on the bed next to me, so close that her leg was actually touching mine.

“Damn, Kendra, I can’t believe you!” I exclaimed. “I never expected my sister would be doing a striptease for me. Not that I’m complaining,” I smiled. “I mean, you are beautiful, sis, you definitely have a nice bod. I guess it’s pretty obvious I like it.” I laughed and looked down at my shorts, knowing Kendra was looking there too.

My mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts. I was feeling so horny, I was really turned on by Kendra but didn’t know what I should do about it. I knew it was supposed to be wrong for me to want my sister this way but I found myself wondering why. Why was it considered wrong for a brother to love his sister like that? It wasn’t like I wanted us to have babies. I knew that could be bad. But why would it be bad just to make love? I really did love her, more than any other woman I had ever known.

I looked back up at Kendra but she seemed to be still staring at my boxers. I wondered if she could maybe see something since the tenting had at this point caused them to gap open a little. I found myself staring at her boobs again and it looked like her nipples were even bigger and more erect than before.

“It looks like I’m having an effect on you too, sis,” I grinned, pointing my finger at her nipples. “I mean, those are some pretty big nips you got going there.” I so wanted to go ahead and touch them. “I never dreamed I’d be sitting around nearly naked with my sister,” I said instead. “So what’s next, sis? ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours’?” I laughed, trying to make it sound like I was just kidding around. But I found myself hoping that she was feeling the same way I was and wanted to go further too.

“Damn, Kendra, I can’t believe you!” I heard him exclaim. “I never expected my sister would be doing a striptease for me. Not that I’m complaining,” I raised an eyebrow at the term 'striptease.' I hadn't teased him as I removed the bit of clothing, had I? I found myself unable to look away from what I had previously thought to be his erect cock through his boxers. I swear it grew close to another inch or so. I very much doubted he would growany further. “I mean, you are beautiful, sis, you definitely have a nice bod. I guess it’s pretty obvious I like it.” Yes, it most definitely was obvious. I could even catch the sight of some of its skin through the underwear's emergency exit.

I kept reminding myself that this was Kevin I was ogling. I couldn't be having such thoughts about my own brother. It wasn't right.

Then a thought entered my mind that had me holding my breath. The thought was, 'why not?'

My mind returned to the Good Book in hope of finding salvation from this turn my mind had taken. But, I began wondering if Adan and Eve had truly been the only two people on earth, then how had their children begotten children of their own... There followed the story of Lt and then I contemplated Noah's three sons and their respective families. I turned my mind to the new testament in hopes of salvation, but all that came to mind right then was do unto others as you would have others do unto you. And unfortunately I wanted Kevin to do to me something I wanted to do to him.

But I hadn't had much experience with men - not with sex anyways. Sad to say, but I lost my cherry to a dildo. I hadn't really ever been with a man. I'd been waiting for Mr. Right. Had I been waiting for Kevin to return to the ranch all this time?

I heard my brother's voice again and it took me some time to zero in on what he was saying. I missed some of it but heard him say, “I never dreamed I’d be sitting around nearly naked with my sister.” I looked up from his erection to catch him ask, “So what’s next, sis? ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours’?”

I rose as nonchalantly as I was able and put my fingers under the sides of the elastic band. "Think you're up to it?" I asked with a slight emphasis on 'up.' Before I could give matters a second thought, I tugged my thongs down then let them fall to the floor and stepped from them before seating myself once more on the bed.

Kendra Kimberly Young, what the hell are you doing? I asked myself as I sat there naked as the day I'd been born just inches away from Kevin's nearly nude form.

“Damn, Kendra!” I exclaimed. My eyes were fixed on her pubes as she removed her panties then sat down next to me Indian-style on the bed causing them to spread slightly. It felt like my cock was getting even bigger, I was sure it had never been so excited and big. It seemed kind of like Pinocchio’s nose, it just kept growing and growing! It was twitching and aching and without even thinking I instinctively reached down and put a hand around it, wrapping my boxers tight around it clearly showing its shape. Then I looked down and realized what I was doing.

“Oh! Sorry!” I think I actually blushed again. “It’s just…” I hesitated. It’s just what? My mind was a jumble, I just wanted to turn it off. Kendra was so beautiful, her body was gorgeous. I wanted her now, I wanted her more than anyone I had ever wanted. Why couldn’t I have her? Why should I let other peoples’ mores control what I wanted? I loved her, I wanted to make love to her. How can that be wrong? If we became lovers and not just brother and sister, would anyone have to know? Why was it anybody else’s business anyway? I would never find a better woman for me than Kendra. There were so many ways to rationalize my desires, but I was tired of thinking about it. I just wanted to turn my mind off and let my instincts take over.

I reached out and put an arm around Kendra’s shoulders and pulled her toward me. I gave her a tentative kiss on her cheek, still maybe just brotherly, but maybe something more.

“Kendra, it’s just…” I tried again. It’s just that I love you, I wanted to say. But I didn’t. I kept it light.

“It’s just that I never thought you would go this far. I didn’t really think you were brave enough. But I guess I started it and you’ve met the challenge, so I have to finish it. Guess my underwear has to come off too.”

I stood up from the bed and as I did, my huge erection took advantage of the situation and popped right on out through the pee opening. “Oops!” I laughed and quickly pulled my boxers back over it. I turned and faced Kendra right next to the bed, the tent caused by my hard-on pointing straight at her. “Maybe you’d like to do the honors?” I challenged her once more.

Kevin's wide eyed look was worth it. “Damn, Kendra!” he cried in surprise. He had been away in the city for ages and so perhaps forgot that though he was the one who used to get into trouble, I had usually initiated the sequence of events that got him there. I absolutely loved teasing Kevin and getting him in above his head. I have to admit that I almost laughed at his reaction when he realized he had started stroking himself. It was as I saw him wrapping his hand around his boxer's covered cock that I began to wonder whether in this instance it was I who perhaps had gotten in above her head.

“Oh! Sorry!” Ihe eclaimed as his face turned an amazing shade of deep pink. “It’s just…” He paused as if fighting for words and finding himself at an absolute loss.

I saw something enter his eyes I'd never seen before, or at least I hadn't acknowledged it until now. Desire. He wanted me. I reminded myself that hewas my brother and couldn't be feeling that way where I was concerned. But he had been stroking his cock just moments before, so it likely wasn't just my mind playing tricks on me.

He reached out and tentatively pulled me toward him. I could have pulled away if I had wanted to but did I? Things were moving so fast and my mind was still working tocatch up when he leaned down and kissed my cheek.

“Kendra, it’s just…” he paused, working to find what he wanted to say. “It’s just that I never thought you would go this far. I didn’t really think you were brave enough. But I guess I started it and you’ve met the challenge, so I have to finish it. Guess my underwear has to come off too.”

This being said, he rose from the bed. My eyes were locked on him, my breath held as I waited the unveiling. It seemed that his Johnson was a tad impatient and made himself known to me by slipping out the pee hole. 'Hi there, darlin'. How'd you like to get together some time and get to know one another?' it seemed to say.

“Oops!” Kevin said, laughing as he pulled the bad boy back into his boxers. laughed and quickly pulled my boxers back over it. He turned toward me henwith one hell of a tent in his shorts. “Maybe you’d like to do the honors?” he asked.

The sight of his bared cock had been burned into my mind andI'm uncertain whether I answered Kevin's spoken invitation or his cock's unspoken introduction.

"Don't mind if I do," I said as I moved to the edge of the bed and sat directly before him. My hands felt a little shaky as I reached to either side of his hips and pulled at the elastic band. I stopped for a moment. Though I ran a ranch and was surrounded by men day in and day out, this was the closest I'd ever actually been to a man's cock. The fact that he was my brother didn't make him any less a man. In fact, it had me wondering. I knew him better than any other man I knew; but, this was one area that I didn't know about him. Why shouldn't I know about it and about this part of him.

I yanked the underwear down before I changed my mind and was almost sucker punched as his cock quickly bounced up, its head tapping my chin. I sat up straight and looked at him again. "Wow," was all I could think to say as I reached out and held it. My fingers wrapped around its girth and my hand moved in the up and down motion he had been practicing a while earlier. 'Yeah darlin' just like that,' it seemed to say as my hands felt a cock for the first time.

It wasn’t the first time a woman had ever pulled my underwear down. But it was the first time I had ever stood naked in front of my naked sister, and with a raging hard on to boot. As my stiff cock sprang free from its confines, it bounced up happily against the bottom of her chin.

“Wow,” Kendra said, staring at the one-eyed monster in her face. I had to grin. I knew I had an above average endowment, in both length and girth, but I don’t think it had ever been nearly this big before. Kendra wrapped her soft hand around its girth then she began slowly moving up and down its length like I had just been doing.

“Jesus, Kendra,” I groaned, closing my eyes for a moment. Then I opened them again and looked down at my baby sister, naked and stroking my swollen dick. She looked so beautiful with my hard cock in her hand.

I put both of my hands on her shoulders and pushed her back just slightly so I could bend over and bring my face to hers. I slowly brought my lips to meet hers and gave her a soft exploratory kiss. Then I let one hand slide down and cup one of her perfect round breasts, squeezing it ever so gently, delighting in the feel of her soft yet firm orb.

“Kendra,” I whispered in her ear. “I love you, Kendra.”

I had no idea what she was thinking or how she felt about this. But I was past the point of thinking about it. I just knew that I wanted her now, I wanted to make love to her, I wanted her to love me. I wasn’t sure what to say or if anything needed to be said at all. But I wanted her to know how I was feeling.

“Kendra,” I said again softly. “I had no thought or intention of anything like this happening when I decided to come here, I swear to you, Kendra. It’s just kind of happened. But now I know that I want to love you as a woman not just as a sister.”

I leaned in to kiss her again, this time pressing my lips against hers more urgently, taking each of her lips in turn between mine, pulling at them gently, then tasting them with my tongue, waiting to see if she would return the kiss with the same intensity as mine.