Double Trouble

Samantha was so excited. Her parents were finally allowing her to go to the same school as her twin brother, Tyler. They'd made them go to different schools their entire lives because they thought it would ruin Tyler and Sam's amazing friendship, but the twins had finally convinced them. Sam was switching to Tyler's school, they'd played rock, paper, scissors for it. Silly yes, but effective.

When she had left the house that morning, Sam had been wearing jeans and an Orange polo shirt. But, like she'd always done at her old school, when she'd arrived at school, she quickly rushed to the bathroom and changed her clothing. When she exited the bathroom, she was wearing a rather short, black mini skirt and a pink tank top, obviously no bra, and a pink thong.

She had a nice body, and wasn't afraid to show it off. First period had gone by easily, she'd had a female teacher who obviously disliked Sam's taste in clothing, and had been practically surrounded when the period ended, by guys, most of them didn't stand a chance, but she was nice to them.

She had second period with Tyler. She couldn't wait to see him. She'd been harboring a crush on him for a long time and had never acted on it. He was her brother for god sakes. Even if he was a total sex god, smart and had a voice that made women's knees weak, he was off limits. Then again, he'd never seen her like this. She wasn't even allowed to wear bikinis when her parents were around, so the most she'd been able to show of her body was in a one piece, wearing an over sized teeshirt on top.

She walked into the room and sat down next to Tyler, in the back of the class.

Tyler left Samantha at the gates, and he found he had to forcefully drag his unwilling eyes away from his sister's ass as she walked off. She was his sister! She was probably one of the most attractive girls he knew, not to mention his best friend. He shook his head and cleared his thoughts. He put his trademark smile in place, a gesture which he knew sent girls crazy, a little bit cheeky and a lot charming.

He was new at this school though, and didn't really know anyone. He smiled at a few girls who gave him flirtacious looks as he walked down the corridors. By lunch time, he presumed, the whole school would know about the 'hot new guy'. He wasn't arrogant though, he was just a realist, and he knew that by girls standards, he was attractive, he just didn't let it affect him being him. Which was possibly why, unbeknown to him, he ended being the school heartthrob. It took a different kind of guy to be both attractive, funny and down to earth.

His first class ended without much interest, he had managed to meet a bunch of guys, who's names now escaped him. They were mostly football jocks, looking to recruit him. He had been polite, even friendly by his standards, having the boys laughing uproariously by the end of the lesson. But football wasn't his style, so he hadn't paid them too much attention.

At last the bell rang and Tyler made his way quickly to the class. To his disappointment he didn't see his sister there, and instead sat up the back to wait for her.

His jaw dropped when she walked in, her conservative dress from the morning well and truly replaced. He was torn. A very large part of him was thoroughly enthralled, but the small logical part was confounded.

"What are you wearing!?" He hissed into her ear as she sat down, looking around the classroom nervously at the looks they were getting.

"Clothing" Sam replied, a smile tugging at her lips. "Guess what I was forced to listen to on the way to the classroom" Sam teased "Oh Em Gee, did you see the new guy? He is like so totally hot" she said in a fake valley girl voice, fanning herself with her hands. She laughed. "Sheesh, it isn't hard to tell who they were talking about Tyler. Could you try and be a little less attractive?"

The funniest part was, no one knew that the two were siblings. She knew that every single girl in the class was totally jealous of her at that moment, seeming to have already grabbed the new guy's attention and engaged him in conversation.

The look on his face didn't do much to calm their fears, but Sam just assumed it was shock, not what the rest of the class thought it to be. If she had looked around the room, she would have seen the exact same look on every male, and a female or two, in the room, but she didn't. "You didn't really think I wore the clothes that mother picked out for me all of these years, did you?" she asked.

Tyler listened to his sister, his eyes opening incredulously. While he secretly appreciated the skin revealed by her new outfit, which was undoubtably hot, he hadn't expected to see this side of her. He would never admit it to himself, but he was somewhat turned on by her rebellious spirit.

"You didn't really think I wore the clothes that mother picked out for me all of these years, did you?" she asked.

Almost self-consciously looked down at his own outfit. A modest pair of unstyled, no-name jeans, and a simple jacket and tee combination. All picked out by his mother.

"ummm, n-no." he said, his tone revealing that he had thought the exact opposite of his words. He was nervous, and shook his head to try and regain some focus. He had to play it cool, he could not let her see him flustered.

With a smooth action he leaned back in his chair, smoothing his hair back and sighing somewhat. With a nonchalance he stretched his back and arms, unconsciously showing off his broad shoulders.

"What's to stop me from telling on you?" he asked teasingly, before laughing at her indignant face.

"Because" she said, a sly smile creeping onto her face "No one knows that you and I are related" she looked around the room, her gaze landing on the obvious queen bee of the high school "We both know that you want to 'tap that'" she spoke in teasing words and then looked back at him.

"The teachers only call out last names when their are two in the classroom. I doubt there's another Samantha here, although it's possible. If push comes to shove, I'll call out that I'm here before they get to our last name. I could soooo easily get you into her practically non existant skirt." She winked at him.

Tyler looked over at the girl his sister mentioned. It was true, she was stunning, and obviously skanky to boot. Exactly Tyler's type, he had never been very much into personality when it came to other girls, compared to the closeness he shared with his sister, any other meaningful relationship seemed hollow. As such he usually went for sluts and party girls, those least likely to become attached. Which very rarely worked, they always seemed to want to come back for more.

Realising where he was he looked back at his sister suspiciously.
"First of all, what makes you think I want to 'tap that'? And why are you so certain you can get me there?" He looked towards the front of the classroom dissmissively.

"Besides," He said with a sideways glance, a cocky grin in place. "Who said I couldn't get that myself?"

Sam smiled "Because every guy here wants to 'tap that'" she said, a smile mimicking his. That was on of the things they had in common. They had the same sexy smiles. "Hell, I'd tap that" she winked "And because that's the kind of girl you've always come home with when mom and dad were out.

"And you could get there yourself, if you ever wore something other than what mom prepared for you." She paused, thinking "Actually, the sister angle might work. But if anyone asks, you and I are step siblings." She smiled and stood up "Watch and learn."

She watched over to where the woman was, giggling as she walked. Apparently, her name was Jessica. What a surprise. She began giggling and pointing at him, acting like a complete ditz. Soon, Jessica made her way over to Tyler flirting incessantly.

Tyler watched as Sam moved to the girl across from them. He admired them both, and got a half-grin from his sisters antics. He idly considered reccommending her become an actor, because her performance caught out the girl, he soon found out to be Jessica, and had her come over to him rather quickly.

He flirted with the girl outrageously, and she returned the favour. Even as class was going he slipped one hand under the desk, trailing it up her thigh. He was glad for the nature of the desks, no1 would be able to see what he was doing. She put up absolutely no restraint, even spreading her legs like the slut she was to give him better access. He idly finger fucked her in the class, while she messily and hurriedly wrote down an attempt at notes.

He didn't look at Jessica at all however, instead his eyes never left Samantha. Even as his fingers went in and out, and Jessica struggled to breath, Tyler's eyes played along Samantha's curves, and he smiled at her when she looked back once. The action of having one hand in a wet cunt and his eyes bearing into hers turned him on.

At last Jessica came in a very audible moan, which she passedly covered up in a cough. The bell rang not long after and Tyler wiped his juice coverd fingers on the inside of Jessica's thigh. He whispered into her ear then left her jelly-legged in her seat, before walking up to Samantha who was waiting at the door to the classroom.

"This school is proving quite interesting," he said to her with a wink.

"Fingered her, eh?" she asked as if she didn't already know the answer. She knew the look that had been on Jessica's face all too well. He'd finger fucked her to the point of orgasm. She'd almost laughed when Jessica had moaned and then coughed. Eh, it was plausible.

"She seemed to enjoy it" she told him as they left the classroom. "We have nearly every class together" she informed him happily "We have health next. Heh, they always seem to get to sex on the first day. Not that either of us need a lesson" she teased as some guy offered to hold her books. She politely told him no and they continued to walk.

Tyler didn't have the indecency to look chagrined. He was as internally rebellious as his sister was externally. If not more so. Most of the time he was quite unassuming about it, coming across as sweet and charming, inside he knew he was a fiend.

"Sex in health class huh?" he smiled, "I don't know... I might actually do my homework for once." He smiled slyly, opening the door for her in mocking and uncharastic gentlemanly act.
"After you," He said with a grin, letting her go first was just an excuse to watch her hips swing from behind...

"Heh, me too" Sam said, walking in front of him, swaying her hips a little extra just for her brother's enjoyment, hoping that he did. She sat down near the back, happily, waiting for her brother to join her.

Fortunately, Chad walked in right after them. She waved him over and sat on her right. Her left was still available and she hoped her brother would take the open seat. "Hey Chad" she said girlishly, giggling and flirting incessantly.

Tyler sat down to his sister's right, deciding to igore the flirting she was doing with some guy named Chad. Instead he took a moment to survey the room, taking the guys and girls in it. A few of the girls were attractive, and he gave them each a small smile.

His eyes moved back to the front of the classroom, but out of the corner of his eye he caught the long exposed legs of his sister, and couldn't help but steal a glimpse as she leaned over to Chad and her skirt rode high.

He couldn't look away until at last Samantha leaned back over, and he tore his eyes away, almost certain she had seen him looking.

She finished chatting with Chad as the teacher walked in. Ooh, what was he, twenty? And cute! "This is going to be a fun class" Sam whispered to herself, happily. The teacher spoke up. "Good morning class. Mr. Jacob Wilkson." He smiled. Oh, very nice. "Today, we are going to get aquainted." He continued to speak while the females, and one male in the classroom, ogled him and leaned over, completely hypnotized.

"Mr Wilkson," Tyler whispered to himself, as he noticed the reaction of most of the girls in the room. He leaned back comfortably to wait for class to begin, a stark contrast to the attentive pose of the girls, and he almost winced in anticipation of the sheer amount of giggling that would most likely occur with this guy covering the set subject matter for today.

Tyler sighed and shrugged good naturedly to himself. He snuch a sideways glance again then began to perve on the girls he'd smiled at earlier. At least the view was good....

Sam didn't even turn to look at her brother, she swung out her arm and elbowed him in the chest. When Jacob looked up at her to see what the commotion was about, she smiled at him and waved flirtatiously. Of all the women in the class, she knew she had the best chance with him, and was planning on taking full advantage of that fact.

She winked at him before he looked away and saw him, happily, do a double take. Obviously, this guy was completly oblivious to the females oggling at him. She winked again and nodded, as if to say 'I plan to fuck you senseless'. It was also obvious, though, that Jacob knew exactly what the nod meant, and smiled back.

Tyler had been reclining quite peacefully, completely obliviously undressing the girl in the third row with his mind. When his sister's elbow caught him in the chest, shock more then the impact caused him to lose his breath. He looked incredulously over at his sister, before following her gaze up to the teacher who smiled back at her. He then traced his gaze back just in time to see his sister's "fuck me" smile.

Tyler looked away in barely concealed anger. She didn't have to hit him just to get his attention. When Mr Wilkson had at last looked away, he reached down and pinched her thigh. Hard. Just like he used to do when she annoyed him and they were kids.

"Stop undressing them" she muttered out of the corner of her mouth, rubbing where he had pinched her. "Class" Mr. Wilkson "You need to team up now. Pairs please. I'll explain the project momentarily." Sam looked at her brother "Duh" she said "You and me, I'll be right back." She told him, standing up and making her way over to where their teacher sat. "Hey Mr. Wilkson. Or can I call you Jake?" she smiled teasingly "You know, I think that it may be against the rules of the school, but, I'm going to come right out and say it. I plan" she sat down on his desk, crossing her legs "To fuck you senseless." The look on his face told her this wasn't unexpected. So, he had understood the nod and smile. "So, I will be coming back after school, to do just that." She didn't give him a chance to respond, she turned and went back to where her brother say.

He watched in slight surprise as Sam departed, rather intently towards the teacher. Despite the obviousness of her advances Tyler chose to ignore it, instead focusing on another work pair, 2 girls who giggled even harder when he looked their way. He smiled at them, and they turned away whispering excitedly to each other.

He sighed to himself in mock weariness, and grinned as his sister returned. His smile dissipated rapidly though, as he noticed, and immediately disliked, the way Mr Wilkson watched her ass as she walked away. Not to mention the mischievious grin on Sam's face.

"Sex class indeed...." he muttered under his breath, just so Sam couldn't hear. His grin reinstated itself when she sat down.

"Right," he said. "So what are we doing?" he asked cheerfully.

"Oh uh" Sam said, about to tell him that she hadn't asked when the teacher spoke up. "Alright class. Everyone have a partner? Good. Now then, I want you all to pick a virus to study. I know it's day one, but what better way to start off the year than by studying an interesting disease?" Sam groaned along with the rest of the class. He was one of those teachers? She turned to her brother. "Ugh, now we need to pick a virus. Y. Pestis?" She offered "Bubonic plague."

Tyler burst out laughing.

"Trust you to pick the bubonic plague!" He at last contained his mirth, but a cheeky grin remained.

"OK, Y. Pestis it is. Nothing like starting the first day of school with a study of the deadliest virus in history." He chuckled again before reclining back in his chair.

"So... I nominate you research team leader. What now... boss?" he said the last word with a cocky raise of his eyebrows and his mouth in a half grin.

She smiled. Her favorite sickness was the plague. Ever since she'd seen the episode of NCIS. And then had to do research on the Shakespearean time and learned the symptoms. "You know it" she said, a wide toothy grin on her face.

"Hmmm. Well, I already know most of the symptoms." She told him, as if he didn't know that already. Buboes - large lumps that showed up in the groin, neck, armpits, fever, raspy breathing, coughing up blood. It was actually quite interesting.

Once she'd even began to read 'The Plague' by Albert Camus. She'd gotten almost halfway through before finally becoming preocupied enough with other things to stop. It had been interesting, but she didn't care for the way it was written.

Tyler grinned,
"You read too much. No-one should know what the symptoms of the plague are." He leaned in conspiratorially and whispered in her ear, "but seeing as you do, I'll leave the assignment up to you." He laughed softly, reclining again in his chair.

"Make sure you get me an A too." He added offhandedly, making a pretense of reading his text book. Glancing back up to the front of the room for a second, he caught the teacher staring.

Furiously he shot Mr Wilkinson a withering look, catching the man staring at his sister. Not that he knew it was his sister, but the anger remained none-the-less.

It was with grim satisfaction Tyler heard the bell ring, and he made to quickly leave the classroom and his new least favourite teacher.

"We both no that's not happening," Samantha shot back at him. She turned to give the teacher a wink as the bell rang, letting him know that she planned to be back, and she knew he was excited. She licked her lips seductively, watched his reaction, and laughed before running to catch up to her brother.

"Gym next," she told him. "If the class is small enough, the guys and girls will be together, but I doubt it."

She was right. When they got there, a line had already formed outside of the locker rooms, waiting to be let in. "See ya," she waved, heading for hers, swaying her hips the best she could. As she entered the room, she was surrounded by girls. "Who is he?" They all questioned. She grinned widely and was complacent in answering their questions as they changd their clothes.