Picture Perfect ~Closed~

Jasmine wasn't sure why she was in the car with her big brother, on the way to a couples camp. It was still ultra surreal to her. Why, why, why had she asked him to do this? She glanced over at him as he drove to the camping site. This whole situation had begun three weeks ago.

Jasmine's best friend Megan had invited her to a couples camp.
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"Come on, Jazz you have to come. It'll be super fun and..."

"Meg, this is YOUR boyfriend. Why do I have to come? I mean, I don't even have a steady boyfriend, I NEVER have a steady boyfriend." Jasmine complained as she continued her drawing. Jasmine was a fashion designer. It was something she'd wanted to do all her life, so this was basically her american dream.

Megan slammed her hand down on the design. Currently, her newest work was a lingerie piece. "Jasmine, get one of your boytoys to come along. That simple. You just...you CANT leave me with him...alone."

Jasmine rolled her eyes and stood up. She headed towards the kitchen and grabbed herself a bottle of water before returning to the living room. Really, Megan was acting like she was an 18 year old virgin. Still, Megan was one of her best friends. "I'd think you'd want to be alone with him..."

"I DO, its just...we've never actually spent a whole together alone and some of his friends are coming too and bringing their girlfriends. I just...I just feel like I'd be alot more comfortable with someone I know." Megan responded, giving Jasmine her signature pout.

"Fiiiiine, I'll go."

That wasn't when her brother entered though. No, see she had invited her college boytoy Nick. He acted like he was so totally stoked to go and then..at the last minute had to visit his dying aunt. Dying aunt her ass, he probably wanted to screw some chick he'd met at a bar or some shit like that.

So the night before camping trip, she'd called her brother. "Heeey Derek.." she said with a bright smile on her face, hoping he'd be able to hear it. They were the typical brother and sister. Of course that all depends on what anyone would call typical. He was 24 years old, 2 years older than her and ever the annoyance.

When they were younger, their dad had left their mom for some slut in Vegas. When Jasmine was young, she never understood what her mother meant when she said that. Derek had taken her fathers place immediately it seemed. Jasmine had been 8 at the time.

As they got older, Derek took his role as her brother/father seriously. He always harped on her about her curfews and gave all of her boyfriends the third degree. To say she was happy when he left for college was an understatement. Even now at the age 22, Jasmine still despised seeing him during holdays.

"So, um I have this favor to ask..its gonna sound really weird but, please? It'll be a bunch of fun and if any of my guy friends could do it, I'd ask them instead." She explained her situation and eventually with some coaxing, she got him to agree.
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And now, back to the present there they were on their way to go camping.

"Thanks again for doing this..." Jasmine said, "Megans my best friend and I couldn't just abandon her like this.."

There was a moment of silence after wards, "So what have you been up to since...when was the last time we saw each other? Christmas? " That had been 7 months ago.

She reached forward and turned on the radio. It was on some station she despised, she rolled her eyes and turned it to a station that played many of the hit singles such as Britney Spears and other top pop idols

Jasmine:

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Megan:

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Derek rolled his eyes when his sister Jasmine turned on the top 40 station, but he didn't bitcb about it. Not worth the fight. "No problem, I love camping," he said. "But I don't think we've played 'house' since we six years old," he said with a smirk. This was definitely going to be an interesting weekend. Pretending they were a couple? Derek was sure all the other couples were gonna see right through them, but whatever. Derek was a softie for making his kid sister happy sometimes, and this was apparently one of them.

"Since Christmas? Not a lot. Working, mostly, but I won't bore you with the details on that." Derek was a sound engineer for a local recording studio. His career was starting to look up, too. The talent coming to him was getting better, anyways. And it gave him ample opportunity to work on his own music. He'd brought his guitar along on this trip just in case.

Derek pulled his pick-up truck off the highway at the exit for the campgrounds. It was early Friday afternoon, and he was eager to get out on a hike, and meet the other couples.

He looked over at his sister as they drove into the campgrounds. "So, any idea where we're staying?"

Jazzy knew this question was coming. It was an obvious question and he'd probably have asked now...or waited until they get there. Jasmine bit her lip and reached for the radio blasting it up on high. If he couldn't hear then he wouldn't get too upset and also, if he couldn't hear then he wouldn't be able to put up a fuss when they all got seperated in their own cabins.

"We get our own cabins...but its no big deal, I mean you can sleep on the floor. Won't be awkward at all.." she said, not bothering to yell over the music. There she'd told him.

Jasmine went back to staring out the window while reminding herself that she was doing this for her friend. Her friend needed her there for some crazy reason and Jasmine had never been the type of girl to abandon her friend. Luckily, she'd never introduced any of her friends to her brother during college because there was no need to.

"Not sure of the exact location --- oh! look there they are..." she said as she turned the radio down, pointing to the group of people that including Megan and her new boyfriend and a few other people. One of them looked extremely familiar but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Derek couldn't hear a word she was saying over the radio, so he just kept driving slowly through the campground until she spotted her friend. They were all standing around in a small clearing, at the center of which was a firepit and surrounding it was four small, single room cabins. Nobody had any tents set up, and from the looks of it, each couple would have their own cabin.

Derek pulled up next to the last open cabin, and turned off the truck. He looked at Jasmine. "Okay, girlfriend," he said with a smirk, "ready to put on a show?"

Jasmine waved to Megan and then took a deep breath trying to focus on what her goal was and forced a smile. She had a feeling this was going to be the worse weekend in the world. God, why couldn't one of her 'boytoy's' want to go with her. She was determined to make this work.

"Yep!"

She stepped out of the car as Megan rushed up to the truck and hugged her. "Thank you soooo sooo much for coming!" She whispered in her ear, before peeking over Jasmine's shoulder at the guy stepping out of the car.

"Ohhh, he's sexy. Where'd you find him and where was I when you did?"

Jasmine forced a laugh, "Hey...I don't tell you everything." She winked playfully at Megan as she pulled out of the hug.

"Hi there!, Megan said, " I'm Jasmine's best friend, Megan and you are?"

Then she lead Jasmine and Derek to the rest of the group. " Josh, this is my best friend Jasmine. You remember her right? And this is her friend, Derek. "

As Megan spoke, Jasmine visibly paled at the sight of the guy walking towards them. She knew he'd looked familiar. "Why didn't you tell me, HE came?" She snapped, now completely ignoring Derek's prescence. By he, she meant her ex boyfriend Ken. He'd cheated on her with some skank. Apparently, she wasn't dating material according to him. Jasmine was nothing more than a toy which is what led Jasmine to her unstable relationships. She'd always felt like Ken was.. the one. Jasmine used to be a good girl, due to her brothers constant watch but after Ken, she'd become the epitomy of slut and then, he'd broken her heart.

He was also the ONE guy her brother had never had the fortune of meeting.

"Oh did I forget to mention that? Yeah, he and Josh were in the same Frat together."

Before Jasmine could give some sort of smart ass remark, Ken and his little slut had joined the group. "Jazzyyyy, I didn't know you'd be here."

"Yeah, imagine that. Um, this is my....my boyfriend, Derek." She latched onto Derek's arm and smiled up at him, while her eyes pleaded for him NOT to embarrass her. "Derek, this is my ex boyfriend..Ken."

Derek was pleasant and cordial with Megan and Josh, but he had a bad gut reaction to Ken, even before he heard what Jazzy had to say about him.

"Hi Ken," Derek said, and then his attention was drawn to the blonde that came up behind him.

"Hey Brandy," Derek said, his heart sinking.

"Hey Derek, fancy seeing you here," she said with a smirk as she hung on Ken. Derek had been hung up on Brandy for years. She'd left her boyfriend for him, and three months later had left him for another guy, and he was pretty sure she'd cheated on him all along, but it didn't help him want her any less. In a way, maybe, it made it worse. Brandy had an insatiable, voracious sexual appetite and Derek hadn't been able to keep up, in spite of giving her some dick two or three times a day.

"You guys know each other?" Ken asked.

"We had some classes in college together," Derek said, and Brandy just smirked a bit. The other couple came over and introduced themselves as Matt and Laura. They were the only married couple in the group; Matt worked with Josh in the lawyer's office.

"So," Derek said, "Who's ready for a drink?" and grabbed the cooler out of the back of his truck.

Jasmine raised her eyebrow at the blonde. Who was she? Apparently they knew each other and by the way she kept smirking at Jasmine's brother, now boyfriend..well, Jasmine didn't like it. Not one little bit. It was almost a smug look of 'look what you missed.' or maybe something else, she just didn't like the look. Maybe her little sister instincts were kicking in or something.

As Derek explained how they knew each other, from college by just taking a few classes together, the bitch smirked again with another silent response of 'yeah, that wasn't the only way we met.'

It was official. Jasmine already hated her and she wasn't sure why. She was probably reading too much into this. Besides, Derek was a big boy. He could handle himself.

"I could use a drink, I'm gonna go put my stuff up in the cabin first...." she muttered. This trip was officially ruined just because Ken was there. Jasmine grabbed two of her bags and lugged them inside. She leaned against the wall and groaned, of all people to be there. Ken had to be one of the couples. This weekend was turning out screwier and screwier.

Derek grabbed his bags and followed his sister into the cabin, and shut the door behind him. He set his bags down and did the same thing she had just done: lean back into the wall and groan that same exasperated groan.

"This is gonna be a long weekend. God that slut Brandy... Okay, confession time. I'll go first. I was crazy, fucking nuts for Brandy in college. Fucking in love with her, and she was just playing me and a half-dozen other fools for all we were worth. She put on one hell of a show, but left me high and dry... And nevermind short about a thousand dollars. Ha! Bitch always needed money for something, and boy was I a sucker. I eventually figured it out, but she was long gone." He sighed and shook his head.

"Okay, sis, your turn. What's up with Ken?"

At the retelling of his story, for some odd reason she felt a sense of anger, though she wasn't exactly sure why. No, no she knew why. This was her older brother. How dare some...some slut break his heart, especially since he was such a sweet guy...when he wanted to be.

Jasmine glanced over at her brother and swallowed hard. She was still trying to get over this. She still couldn't believe Ken, her ex-boyfriend, the one she believed could be that one special guy her mom always talked about.

"Well, we were dating in college; much like you and whats her face." She paused, taking a deep breath, "And well, yeah...he broke my heart; like seriously broke it. Said I wasn't real girlfriend material. "

And at the time, she totally was. Now, she most likely wasn't. She didn't even have a steady boyfriend to bring to this function, just her older brother and how screwed was that.

"I guess its a good thing we never introduced manwhore and slutface to the family huh? Our cover would be totally busted."

A steady rage built up in Derek as he listened to his sister tell him how her heart had been broken by that sleazebag Ken. It was all he could do to contain himself when he really just wanted to go break the guy's nose.

He opened their cooler and cracked open a beer instead, and took a long swig.

"Want a drink sis?" he asked her.

"So what are we gonna do now?" He was at a loss. This whole turn of events was just flabbergasting. Fucking ex's.

"What else can we do? I mean, just leave things the way they are. It's not like I'm still madly in love with Ken anymore and if we break character, well...yeah, not good at all. If anything, we do a much better job at convincing everyone that we're crazy about each other." Jasmine said with a shrug, then being the brat that she was, she grabbed his bottle of beer and took a swig herself.

Yep, she still hated beer. She cringed at the taste. "No wine coolers huh?" She said, as she dragged her suitcase towards the dresser. It was filled with all sorts of sexy outfits, ones that Derek probably wasn't used to seeing on his sister. She'd even contemplated not bringing them but then she was around her best friend and that would seem odd.

And now that Ken was here, there was no way in HELL she was taming herself down for him. "In fact, I think we should just show them both what they missed out on, don't you?" Jasmine talked about it so casually, that anyone listening in on them wouldn't realize she was actually Derek's sister. Jasmine was starting to think that Derek had just gotten the brawn of the family, while she had gotten brains.

Derek was looking through the cooler while Jasmine was talking. The wine coolers he'd gotten for Jazzy were at the bottom. "You mean one of these?" he asked with a grin, opening one for her and handing it off. He took a drink from his beer as Jazzy talked and put away her clothes in the dresser. He couldn't help but giggle slightly, as nothing she had brought seemed really appropriate for a camping trip, and it all seemed like it was a size too small for her already little body.

Her words sunk in slowly, and he wasn't sure what she meant.

"Yeah, I definitely don't want her back," he said. "But it would be nice to make her jealous, huh? The both of them, really."

He couldn't help but watch her as she put her things away. From behind, he had to admit, she had a killer body, and had grown into an incredibly sexy young woman. She bent over to grab some little top out of her bag, and his eyes were drawn to her firm, tight round ass.

Any other girl he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off. "So, we're supposed to pretend we're all crazy in love and really hot for each other?" He smirked at the idea, took another drink of his beer, and then said loudly (loud enough to hear outside): "What, Jazzy, right now? We just got here! Shouldn't we hang out with your friends?"

"No--not crazy in lo-" she was cut off by the sound of his shouting. She bit her lip to keep from laughing. "Yeah, cause screaming it makes it seem sooo much more natural." She said, sarcastically. Still, the smile on her face lingered. After putting away all of her clothes, she walked towards the cooler and grabbed a mixed berry wine cooler.

"Aww, my favorite kind. You remembered. Such a sweet boyfriend." She said, teasingly. Then to follow along with his act she said, loud enough to be heard but not overly so that it seemed fake, "Oh but Derek, I want you soooo much, just a quickie please?"

She sat on the sofa, trying to think of a way to actually pull this off and be real about it. Jasmine took a few swigs of her wine cooler, one normally made her tipsy and she DEFINITELY needed alcohol in her system to even pretend that she was romantically interested in her brother.

Glancing over at him, she tilted her. He was kind of cute and she admitted to herself that if he wasn't her brother, she probably would've coerced him to let her give him head.

Her thought process was broken at the sound of a knock. "Hey guys? We're going for a hike, wanna come or are you...busy?" It was the bimbo from hell. Standing up, she set her drink on the table. It was almost gone anyways. She walked over to Derek and trashed his hair and then her own. "Do we look like we just had a quickie?" After he answered, she winked at him. "Showtime."

She opened the door, acting as if she were putting her tennis shoes on. "Yeah. We'd love to go." She brushed passed Brandy whose eyes were wide shock.

Derek couldn't help himself, as Brandy watched in shock, he gave Jazzy a playful smack on the ass as they walked past the slut. Derek downed his beer and they headed for the hills.

There were plenty of great trails at this campsite, and the four couples headed out on one. It was decently challenging, with a couple steep climbs, but the view of the sunset was well worth it. There were a number of large logs spread about near the cliff that were clearly placed there for sitting and watching the sun set. Each couple had their own log.

"Well this is nice," Derek said with a smirk as he put his arm around his sister and held her close like he would any girl he was "crazy" about.

He looked over at Ken and Brandy. Ugh. They were totally making out, tongue and all.

And when Derek slapped her on the ass, she squealed and winked at him then blew him a kiss, ignoring the angry look that was on Brandy's face. The hike was fun, very invigorating. Once they made it to the top of the hill, Brandy and Ken began making out immediately.

"Yep, sure is."

Megan and her boyfriend began making out too and so did the other couple. Guess who the odd couple out was? Jasmine glanced over at Derek. God, would she seriously have to kiss him. It'd be a bit more awkward if when the other three couples came up for air and saw that Derek and Jasmine weren't kissing. It wasn't like Jazzy was very conservative with her relationships.

So, obviously Megan would know something was up. "Don't freak, kay?" She whispered and gave him a test kiss. It felt awkward and actually felt like she was kissing her brother. She pulled away trying to grasp onto her gag reflex. She tried again, just as Ken and Brandy came up for air. She had to lay it on thick this time, just so they'd both feel like crap.

Pushing the thoughts that, he was her older brother out of her mind..she finally relaxed, her hand finding his knee, her tongue mingling with his. After about 5 minutes they pulled away. The words 'wow' were on the tip of her tongue. Who would've thought her brother was a really good kisser.

Okay, so... This is weird, Derek thought.

But kinda fun. Maybe it was more the thought that their ex's would see them. Or the fact that his heart was thumping like crazy in his chest and...

Fuck, did he have a hard-on? Now? From making out with his sister?

He was making out with his sister?

She tasted damn good. She felt good in his arms, and he had to admit this was kinda fun. It felt wrong, and weird, to be kissing his sister like this, and fucking getting a hard-on off it... But that was a perfectly natural reaction, right?

The sun set. "We better get back down the hill before it's totally dark," Derek said. "Gotta get that fire roaring."

As the whole group agreed that it was about time to get back to the cabins, jasmine let our a sigh of relief. Though, to be honest she was still in slight shock. She was actually thankful she'd had a drink before coming out here. In fact, she knew she would probably need another drink.

When they arrived back to the cabins, the guys went to fix the fire while the girls stayed behind to freshen up aka gossip.

"Oh my god, Jazz. Derek... So hot. Where did you find him?" Meg asked.

Good question. Jazz hadn't thought about that answer but like pretty much everyone in their family, they were partiers. "Party." Jazz responded.

"Soo typical. I give it two weeks, before you get bored with him." Brandy said pushing up her siliconed breasts.

"Oh trust me, we've been together for two weeks and I don't think I'll be able to find anyone that is more kinky and taboo than he is." she smother while Brandy scowled, stalking out of the cabin. "I don't think she likes you." Meg said with a smile.

Meg and Jasmine grabbed the bottles of beer and wine coolers. Megan took her boyfriend a beer as did the other girl and Brandy with Ken. This only meant more awkward moments between brother and sister. Popping open the bottle she walked over to Derek swaying her hips and put the tip of the bottle up to his lips.

Derek let the other guys handle putting the fire together. He went back to his truck and grabbed the the two fold-up chairs he'd brought, and set them up a few feet back from the firepit. He went back and grabbed his guitar as well, and then took a seat and strummed it. He started tuning it up when he saw Brandy stalk out of the cabin, glare at him in a huff, and then head over into her own cabin.

"Man, that bitch is crazy but she sure can fuck," Ken chuckled, watching her. Derek just rolled his eyes and kept his mouth shut, not wanting to cause any trouble... Yet.

He set the guitar down and stood up when he saw his sister sauntering towards him, drinks in hand. He took a drink from the one she raised to his lips, placing his hand on hers and holding it there. He reached around behind her and suddenly grabbed her ass and pressed her right up against himself. "Thanks baby," he said after swallowing the beer, and leaned in and gave her a firm kiss.

Jasmine made a little squeaking noise when Derek grabbed her ass and pulled her against him. Obviously, he was really getting into his role. This was a good thing, of course. If they were both willing to play along with whatever one another did, it would make this whole ruse very easy.

"You're welcome, sexay.." she said, right before he pulled her in for another kiss. This time, despite the fact that they were related; she didn't hesitate or pull away, in fact Jasmine deepened the kiss. His mouth tasted like beer, which she hated but if she ignored the beer taste, the kiss was pleasant.

The deep kiss seemed to cause Jasmine's body to tingle which made her pull away from the kiss, almost reluctantly. She needed a drink, for sure. When you started feeling slightly attracted to your brother that was when it was time to get so fucking drunk you couldn't think.

She handed him his bottle completely and opened her own wine cooler and took a long drink. Brandy was the first to break the silence, "Derek, you still play the guitar? You should play us something!"

"I was thinking we'd all just sit here and admire the guitar in silence," Derek said with a smirk, but then grabbed the guitar. He strummed it a few times, then ran a couple scales up and down the fretboard, before launching into a tune sure to get this group in good spirits, Sublime's "What I Got", and everybody sang along.

Afterwards he downed his beer and popped open another. He looked over at his sister, and noticed that she had some pretty yummy cleavage going on. "Damn babe, you're so hot," he said, leaning towards her to kiss her again...

The night went on like that, with Derek working his way through his songbook and getting more and more buzzed as the evening wore on. His sister kept looking better and better to him, and he was starting to have thoughts about taking this act quite a bit further...

Jasmine cracked a smile at Derek's smart ass remark and took another long swig of her drink, finishing within what seemed like seconds but had only been about 5 minutes, she'd eventually gone through the whole case, thankfully not by herself. It appeared like basically everyone was pretty smashed, so she didn't feel totally bad. Even Derek was pretty drunk.

It'd gotten to the point where they were flirting non stop with each other as if they hadn't been related at all, but had actually gone out on dates, etc.

She giggled rather drunkenly when he called her hot and kissed her. She kissed back adding a bit more passion to the kiss, "You're hotter..." then again, she giggled drunkenly adding a bit of flirty touches like stroking his chiseled arms. When had she not noticed how muscular her brother was.

God damn it, she loved men who kept in shape. How did she not notice that her brother stayed in good shape? Well, duh he was her brother. Jasmine was not supposed to notice things like that.

She let out another random drunken giggle for no apparent reason other than her thoughts. Half way through the evening, came Jasmines slurred, "Youuuu are shooo shexay!"

Derek turned and looked at his sister, who by now was fairly drunk and was hanging on him... Exactly like a drunken horny girlfriend would. Somehow, this whole act was way too easy to maintain. Maybe it was the making out that made it easier, or maybe the fact that they had great incentive to make it convincing, in their coupled-up ex's sitting across the fire.*

He laughed at her slurred words, and smiled back at her. "Then come here," he said, putting one arm around behind her and reaching across the front of her with the other, brushing her ample breasts as he did, and grabbed her and easily picked her up and moved her over into his lap.*

She fit there just perfectly. Her ass nestled on his thigh. His hand came to rest on her butt and he squeezed the flesh there, and his other hand lay on her upper thigh, playing with the hem of her little shorts.*

"Mmm kiss me," he said, looking into her eyes and leaning towards her...

Right about now, watered down warning bells went off into Jasmine's head. Faint little whispers of her conscience screamed that he was her brother and the act was becoming to real. Brothers for one did not play with the hem of her shorts, her boytoys normally did that. Her conscience told her.

Brothers did not squeeze their little sisters ass and furthermore, it was not supposed to feel so fucking good. She blamed the wine coolers and the fact that if Ken and Brandy hadn't been there, then they wouldn't have to resort to this sorta thing.

We're just messing around, whats the harm in it? she thought to herself expecting an answer. When nothing came, aside from Derek's request to kiss him, she let out another drunken giggle before kissing him. Her tongue brushed along his lip. The taste of mixed berry wine cooler and beer mixing together.

Her whole body tingled as the kiss became hotter and stronger making it appear as though they were the only ones there at the moment. Her hands brushed up and down his chest, attempting to feel his muscles beneath his shirt. And then her conscience finally decided to step back in the picture. Brother, brother, brother, he's your fucking brother.

She pulled away from the kiss, breathing hard and blushing even harder. "Keep this is up, and we'll be giving everyone a show." She winked at him, playfully trying to keep up with their act as the other couples began disentangling themselves from one another.

That kiss felt way too good. She was a damn good kisser! Their tongues seemed to know exactly how to slide around with each other. Her smell was intoxicating. Derek had to wonder if she could tell he had a raging hard-on at this point! She was sitting in his lap, after all.*

He winked at her words. "No show? You were just telling me the other night you thought that kind of thing could be pretty fun," he said with a smirk, playing up the kink level. He noticed they definitely had everyone's attention now.*

She raised her eyebrow at him and had to bite back laughter because honestly, that was exactly the sort of thing she'd say to anyone else. It was kinda scary how they were exactly alike. What scared her most though was what he'd just said totally made her want to moan and she almost did, if she hadn't of caught herself real quick. "Well, maybe I don't want to give them a show just quite yet? You know what a little tease I am..."

And just to prove her point, finger grazed over his growing bulge beneath his jeans and then returned his wink.

She could feel Brandy's heated gaze on the back of her head which only made this all the more fun while Ken watched her brother enviously.