I love ya, bro!

Lydia walked down the hallway towards her room. She had passed by her older brother's room and heard strange noises. It sounded like he was jacking off. She rolled her eyes. He had been doing that more and more often now that he wasn't going out with what's-her-face.

She was about to turn to go take a shower in the bathroom across the hallway when she heard somehting. It sounded like her name. She pressed her ear to Jaime's door and couldn't believe it. He was fantasizing about her! She couldn't believe this. This was soo wrong. Yet, she could feel herself getting wet by the sounds he was making.

((OOC::First come, first served))

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He didn't like doing this that often. Well...yeah, it was fun, but these days jacking off was becoming more of a chore than a pleasure. But then Lisa wasn't too interested in having fun anymore (hell, she wasn't interested in talking anymore) so a guy had to do what a guy had to do. Though that wasn't why he didn't like masturbating.

It was what he kept thinking about when he was sitting there with his cock in his hand...

...Lydia...

Lying there beneath him, or maybe on her knees in front of him, or riding him like...

"Unhh...Lidya..." He moaned at the thought while he worked his cock vigorusly, sitting on the edge of his bed with his pajama pants around his ankles. He was panting from the fury that he was pumping his cock with. Jamie didn't notice that the door to his room was ajar and he simply coundn't hear the creak of the floorboards in the hall that normally let him know he should get quiet.

OOC: Sorry Jack, but Bsquad pmed me first...but you can most definately rp with me in another thread :]

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Lydia noticed that his door was cracked open just a little bit. She couldn't help but to position herself so that she could see him without opening the door any further. God, what he was doing was so hot. She had always known that he was attractive, for he could get any girl he wanted. But this was just turning her on more that it should, him being her brother and all. One hand instinctively snaked down to her panties and lightly rubbed her clit as she watched this.

He could almost see her in his minds eye. Laid out on the bed, her naked body laid bare while he slid into her. His hands feeling her firm body and perfect breasts while she writhed. He gritted his teeth as he somehow began pumping faster, his heart hammering in his ears. The building tension and pleasure that he knew was leading to sweet release was a welcome sign. He was huffing and grunting with every pump along his slick cock and he knew he was about to cum.

"Lydia...mmhmm..." He said, his voice a harsh whisper from the exertion, and the embarasment of the thoughts parading thorugh his mind.

He heard the small creak at the door and his eyes flew open as he felt the full sensation of pleasure as he started to cum. Jamie's eyes darted to the door and he could see the white shape of a pair of panties illuminated in the dim light from his room. He couldn't stop, he couldn't control himself, not now he was cumming as he locked eyes with his Sister, standing in the hallway...watching.

Lydia saw him as he could tell that he had seen her. She quickly moved away from the door and out of his sight. Holy shit, she thought and she stayed there against the wall beside his door. She rushed into the bathroom and closed the door, breathing heavily, and wondering what would happen next.

Jamie's tanned face had gone as white as the sheets he was sitting on. There was onl yone person home right now besides him. This was bad...very, very bad. She was watching him jack off and she had to know just who he was thinking about. His eyes darted back and forth as he wiped off his hand and pulled hip his pajama pants. The sound of soft footsteps disapeared down the hall and he could hear the bathroom door close quickly.

He could probably sit here and do nothing, but of course that wouldn't exactly solve anything. Or he could talk about this...

...but then he'd seen just where her hand had been while she was watching. The creeping feeling of fear changed to one of rather...dirty intent. Maybe it would be best to let her go back to bed before he found her. He finally craced a smile, she might just enjoy what he had planned more than he did.

He switched off the light and laid down to pretened he was asleep for when she passed by the door.

Lydia shook all thoughts of her brother out of her head as she turned on the shower and stripped her clothes off, waiting for the water to warm up. She opened the glass door and stepped in. Wondering what her brother thought of her now. Probably like some weird stalker or something. But then again, why was he jacking off to her? That was just plenty weird. How long had he been doing it? And was this the reason why she had lost some of her panties and thongs? She kept thinking about it as she washed her hair.

Jamie laid there waiting for a long time, alone with his thoughts. Part of him was confused that Lydia would be staring at him while he was jacking off, sure, it just might be curiosity and caching him in an embarrasing moment. But he also was more than a little...hopeful. Sure it was wrong, she was his sister after all, but she was always so sexy. He rolled over and sighed.

He wasn't an unattractive guy, six foot three, muscled enough so that he wasn't lanky, but not ripped like some hulking weight lifter. His dark blonde hair that he'd let grow out so that it was almost to his collar had always been enticing for the ladies...along with his bright blue green eyes that always had girls sighing when he smiled at them. The whole thing with Lisa had been unplesant, but things with Lydia -the thoughts about Lydia had been going on for a long time before that.

He rolled over and looked at the ceiling as he heard the water start running in the shower. He sat up and looked at the wall as though he could see through and look at those lovely curves of her body. He slipped off the sheets and crept out into the hallway. It was hard to ignore the knowledge that he shouldn't even want to watch his little sister taking a shower. He walked down the hallway, seeing the bathroom door open a crack, sending a sliver of light into the hallway. He glanced in through the door and caught only the sight of steamed glass and her body outlined against it...he felt his cock twtiching again, even though he had cum only minutes before.

He reached out his hand and rapped lightly on the door.

"Hey Lydia, you're still up?" He asked, at a loss for what to say.

Lydia heard a knock on the door. She looked over in the direction she knew the door was in. "Well, obviously." She said sarcasticly. She had probably left the door open and little and realized that he could probably see her naked form. For some reason, that didn't bother her as much as it should. "Why? What do you need?" She asked him.

Jamie grinned a little, and watched Lydia's head whip around towards the door.

"Well, I was wondering if it was you who was creeping around the hallways at this time of night staring through cracked open doors. Cause if it wasn't you then I'd have to call the cops." He said, trying to sound laid back about it.

Lydia smiled. "Yeah, that was me. I got back late from soccer practice and I was in need of a shower." She said. So he had most definately seen her watching. But she would play it cool and pretend like nothing had happened for as long as needed.

Thinking about Lydia all sweaty after soccer practice almost made Jamie's eyes glaze over but he ignored that thought for a moment. He looked away from the door, she was going to try and ignore things...but he could probably toy with her a little, just for fun.

"Well, that's nice, if you need someone to scrub your back just lemmie know." He said with a chuckle, glancing in through the door again, then turned to walk back to his room. He made one step before he called over his shoulder as an ever so naughty idea came to his head.

"If you need a backrub, I still rember how to make you moan." He said, letting the words hang in the air.

Lydia rolled her eyes at his comment and said, "Ok. Bye." as he left the bathroom. She began to finish washing her hair.

As he called his last little comment back, she couldn't help but to get certain thoughts. "Ok, I'll be out in a minute." Getting excited, Lydia finished showering as fast as she could and turned off the water, wrapping the towel around her properly. She squeezed the excess water out of her jetblack hair and stepped out of the shower. She could use a good backrub.

Jamie looked back over his shoulder as he heard Lydia's quick reply to his offer. He didn't know if she was agreeing to get him to walk off, or she was really interested...but it was always a question of who enyoed them more, him giving or her reciving. He stepped back from the door and leaned against the opposite wall, listeing as she wringed the water out of her hair and wrapped a towel around her body...and watching as she covered herself up in the white towel that seemed to be just barely big enough for discresion.

Out in the hallway he kneeded his hands and cracked his knuckles, a smile on his face as Lydia stepped out.

Lydia stepped out into the hallway to see him standing there. "Oh, so you were serious about the backrub?" She said, half-surprised half-anxious. Just the thought of his hands all over her body made her weak.

Jamie looked at Lydia standing there, siloueted by the light in the bathroom. He sighed softly and smiled at her, holding his fingers up and wiggling them lightly at her. He smiled at her and winked.

"Oh, come off it. You like getting it more than I like giving it." He said with a chuckle.

"So your bed or mine?"

Lydia smiled. "That's true." She loved massages, no matter who gave them. But the fact that he would be giving her one excited her more than it should've. "My bed's fine. That way I can fall asleep right afterwards."

Jamie smiled a little and gestured towards Lydia's room with a flurish. He could sense that she was eager for him to rub her down, but she always loved massages.

"Well, I'll make sure that you enjoy it. Though you need to be careful in those dreams...I've heard you making some rather interesting noises at night." He said, making a little verbal jab at her. Wheither she was having naughty dreams or not, getting her a little flustered was always fun.

Lydia smiled and led him to her room and layed down on her waterbed. "Oh yea?" She asked, hoping he was joking and not serious. She would die if she found out that she actually made noises when she had those sexual dreams. "Well, you should make sure you close your door completely next time you decide to jack off." She said with a kidding tone as well, although meaning it.

Jamie felt his face warm in a blush, but refused to retreat from the jab. He reached down and ran his fingers over her shoulders lightly enough to tickle. He bit his lip and decided to take the bull by the horns.

"Then how are you going to watch me then?" He asked, and his hands started to track down her back and slip underneath the towel to tickle the bones of her spine.

Lydia didn't know what to say back. So he had seen her watch him. She closed her eyes as he started to massage her back and she thought of what to say. "I don't know what you're talking about Jamie."

"You tense up when you lie." Jamie said simply as his fingers started to press into the taught skin of her back. He was delicate and working up to a more forceful massage.

"So then who did I see in the hall, Lydia?" He asked her in a whisper next to her ear.

Lydia bit her bottom lip, thankfull for the fact that her head was facing away from her brother so he couldn't see her facial expression. "So I accidently saw my brother masturbating. You're a boy, you do things like that alot. It's not like I care." She said, keeping her voice normal.

"Yeah hunh...." He muttered not convinced.

"Well, yeah, I have had to take care of things myself lately...but I'm sure your boyfriend's been giving you everything you've wanted lately." He said flipping the towel down to her lower back and massaging lower towards her hips.