Siblings at School (closed)

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The moment Tommy's parents asked him if he would let his little sister live in his off-campus house when she started college changed everything. Of course he said yes, happily, although he really had no idea how he was going to accomodate her. After all, he had already rented out three of the rooms in the house to a few of his buddies. They had a pretty good thing going.

An eighteen year old freshman chick... one that even Tommy had to admit was incredibly hot... Well, that would change some things around the house.

So, Tommy took it upon himself to make sure the changes were all positive...

She was coming to visit for a week. It was the middle of the summer, insufferably hot. Tommy had stayed in the house for the summer to continue working at his regular school-year job at the local comics and games shop and try to save up some money. Saving up wasn't going very well, but Tommy was certainly enjoying his summer break from classes as much as he could.

His school-year roommates had all gone back to their respective hometowns. That was good, but they'd all left their bedrooms in various states of disarray. He wasn't about to clean them up, but it would leave his sister with two options as far as sleeping arrangements would be concerned. Either his bed, or a very lumpy and sometimes smelly pull-out sofabed. Tommy wasn't about to sleep on that thing, though he had passed out on the sofa itself on numerous occasions.

She was supposed to arrive sometime this afternoon, and stay for the next six days. It was fortunate that her arrival happened on a day he was off work, and had spent the day doing his best to clean the place up on anticipation of her arrival. He knew she had a choice to make, between this and the other, more advance downtown campus, a couple few hours drive away. That was the one she really wanted to go to, but his parents hoped he would impress upon her that his campus was the better option.

The house was as clean as he was going to get it at this point, which wasn't saying much. He sat down on the couch, and fired up the bong, taking a very healthy hit of the medical-grade pot, and moments later breathing a stream of smoke out towards the idly spinning ceiling fan.

It was bloody hot in the house. The AC unit couldn't quite keep up, and dad refused to get it replaced. He was sitting in a pair of gym shorts and nothing else on the sofa.
 
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Last few days have been very tough for Breanne; not to mention, a last few months before graduation when she was trying have a little bit of fun without slipping down the slope. It was crucial for her to maintain her 4.0 GPA because she did get into her favorite college, Carolina State University. She was definitely looking forward to nice weather for a change. Fortunately, there was two different campuses to the university; one was not so far away from where she lived and then there was this one, at least 2 hours away and where her older brother had attended. Technically, there were pros and cons and she certainly didn’t want her brother looking over her all the time, he wasn’t going to be around for long since this was his last year.

The decision was hers to make and she had until mid-summer to put in her selection for which campus she’s going to attend so she can actually register for her classes, majoring in pre-law. She did want to attend a law school later but she was also willing to explore her choices and see if she was indeed making the right choice. She was going to have to live with it for the rest of her life so she wanted to be certain.

She had unofficially visited the campus before but now, she was here to attend an open-house. It’s where you get to meet with new students who were in same boat as hers. One thing for sure, if she were to attend this campus, she wouldn’t have to worry about a place. But then, she’d be stuck with her brother because no way in hell her parents would allow her to dorm or let her get her own place. Speaking of which, she was going to book a hotel room near a campus for a week she was visiting for open-house but her parents had set her up with her brother since he was working a summer job near campus instead of going home.

Her parents didn’t trust her with the car but they had no choice but to let her drive down since it wasn’t awfully far. She wanted to give herself enough time to settle in before she starts next week, so she arrived Saturday afternoon. She was dressed in her blue jeans, grey tank top and small heels to keep it simple. She made her way to his door before knocking, catching on her breath as she was holding a bag full of her clothes enough for a week. She stood tall at 5ft 5in, displaying her petite frame in those tight jeans, fanning her face with her hand as it was pretty hot in the building. She decided to knock again, "It's Bree, open up." She shouted.
 
Tommy heard the knock at the door, and came to. He shook his head, looking around. Another knock, and then his sister's voice calling out her arrival. He groaned and pushed himself off the sofa, headed towards the door.

"Hey, Bree," Tommy said, smiling at the sight of his little sister. "I warn you now, the god damn AC unit can't keep up with this heat, and Dad keeps sending repair guys instead of just replacing the damn thing with a better unit," he said, apologetically as he let her inside.

While he had made an attempt at cleaning up, his domestic skills were lacking a bit. "Sorry for the mess," he said. "I swear, if you decide to stay here, for the school year, we'll get it cleaned up proper. You can set your bag down if you want. Umm, yeah, so, this is the living room."

At least they had a decent TV mounted on the wall. The sofas and easy chairs screamed "bachelor pad". Tommy continued: "the kitchen is over there," he pointed out. He had gotten the kitchen in pretty decent shape; at least, he felt comfortable cooking in there.

"And then, uh, we have some guest rooms down this hallway," he said, "but they're all kinda occupied. There's a bathroom down that way and then there's another one in my room. The, uh, master bedroom."

"Long drive?" he asked, hoping she didn't notice the bong sitting underneath the coffee table in the living room. "Need something to drink?"
 
Breanna didn’t have to wait at the door for long but she was growing impatient with a bag she was carrying in her hand. She could hear the footsteps approach from the other side of her door. When her older brother opened the door, all she could notice was how tall and strong he’d grown over the time she’d not seen him.

He didn’t come home for quite a long time and it was due to him taking summer classes or a job in which he puts in more hours during a break. She tilt her head, “Finally…what do you so long?” she said as she entered the apartment and could feel as if someone had left the over door open after turning it on. She already had a thin fimlsy layer of sweat over her torso and her hair was tucked into a messy look. “Why do you ask him for help? You should call someone on your own.” She shook her head no, “It’s hotter in here than outside.”

She said and looked past him before walking further inside, noticing the windows were fully cracked open and still it was hot. She saw the place was a little messy and knowing that only guys lived here, she wasn’t going to become a maid, or is she? She looked around after placing her bag on the side and continued to walk further into the living room. She couldn't help but pull on her top by pinching the center of it to sort of fan her insides.

The pace wasn’t all that bad. At least they had a TV mounted on the wall and it looked much better than the old TV they had the last time she came over. It was quite a while back too. She looked in the directions he was pointing at, showing her around before she gave him a surprised look, “What? You got your own bathroom? I know which room I am going to sleep in!” She said in a teasing tone of voice before she walked over to the couch and crashed, “Long? No. The traffic was a kill at the time of the day in city.” She looked around, “Sure…I will take whatever you have.” She said and shrugged, “Is that a bong? What the hell!” She was exaggerating a little and it’s not like she hadn’t done it. Well, she had tried it just to get one of her friend off her back once. Of course, she didn’t like it too well or if it was the cheap weeds her friend had used.
 
Tommy went to the kitchen to get some drinks. He opened the fridge and found only beer to drink within. He grabbed two of them, as well as a glass of water from the sink, and brought the drinks out, placing both the beer and the water in front of Bree.

"I don't know if you like beer, but you're welcome to it. Just don't tell Mom and Dad that I let you drink here, they'll kill me!" he said, popping the cap off his own beer and taking a swig.

"Oh, and don't tell them about the bong, either," he said with a shrug. "That definitely won't go over well. Then Dad'll never get the AC fixed!" He plopped down on the sofa beside his sister, eyeing the bong while doing a mental accounting of the other illicit substances he had in the house; those were all well-hidden at the moment.

He nodded towards the bong. "You, uh, don't want a hit, do you?" he asked her, curious.
 
Her eyes followed his frame as he moved into the kitchen and then returned back with two beers. She scoffed a little but made no sly comment. She wasn’t going to tell him that she had tried it. It was the age and trying everything was on every teenager’s list. Though, she was one of those teens who were good or at least tried to be good for the longest. She was the last one to lose her virginity and only about a few months back, she had her first sip of beer.

She was probably the last in class for every bad things the teenagers did these days. Though, she wasn’t mad at herself for it either. She was glad. When he told her not to tell mom and dad, she snickered a little, “You…you’re going to let me drink beer?” She said as if she’d found it hard to believe it. As far as she knew, he was a bit protective of her at times. Guess not anymore. Besides, the college had changed him as he’s more laid back now and it was certainly change her.

“I won’t tell if you won’t!” She gave him a mischievous smile before laughing at his dilemma of air-condition. She did the same with her beer and put it to her lips and quickly stopped, “Hit what? Bong? No….I am good. I did it once. I didn’t really like it. Besides, it’s only afternoon.” She said as she declared her decision and then extended her legs over the table in front of her, relaxing in her seat, “So what’s on today’s menu?”
 
Tommy leaned back as well, watching as his eighteen-year-old sister took a sip on the beer and stretched out her long, smooth, tan legs. He blinked, doing his best not to stare, because that would be weird, but then his eyes trailed up and saw how her shirt clung to her glistening skin. Her breasts were small but sat full on her chest.

"Uhh, well, I actually have to be at work in a couple hours," he said. He took another drink of his beer. "Don't worry, nobody cares if the guy in the comic book shop has had a couple beers," he said with a chuckle. He grabbed the bong and opened a drawer in the coffee table, pulling out a bag of leafy green nuggets.

"Sure you don't want a hit?" he asked her again. He pulled one nugget out and then offered her the bag. "Have a smell," he said. It was quite pungent, but still floral and pleasant. "This stuff is really high-grade. Honestly, I can be so ADD sometimes. This stuff actually helps me focus when I need to," he said with a laugh as he loaded the bong.
 
Bree leaned back and when she turned to look at her brother, she noticed him looking over at her. She couldn’t tell if he was checking her out or he was a little pissed that she put her legs up. Whatever the case, if he didn’t like it, she would do it more. Her tight jeans would give away how slender her legs were and her loose top wouldn’t reveal anything other than how small her breasts were. Her breasts were barely noticeable in her top and part of the reason was that she did have small breasts on her tiny frame, though they were fuller.

“Oh? That sucks. I guess I will have the place to myself!” She said and added, “What? You are going to go to work stoned and drunk? Just don’t get fired Tommy.” She chuckled and watched him reach for his bong.

She looked at the bag of leafy green nuggets he held towards her, asking her to sniff it a little. The smell wasn’t all too bad. It didn’t have that stinky smell she had smelled when one of her friend had made her smoke it. She hesitated as she looked at him, “Same deal? You won’t parents if I won’t?” she said and giggled a little, sitting up before she brought one leg up on the couch, facing him now, “You’ve become very bad after coming to college. Now I know why you don’t come home to visit. You’re having so much fun here.” She cocked her brows at him.
 
“Oh? That sucks. I guess I will have the place to myself!” She said and added, “What? You are going to go to work stoned and drunk? Just don’t get fired Tommy.” She chuckled and watched him reach for his bong.

Tommy winked at her. "It's takes more than a couple beers to get me drunk," he said. He watched her take a sniff of the bag, and then turn and face him as they sat on the couch.

“Same deal? You won’t tell our parents if I won’t?” she said and giggled a little, sitting up before she brought one leg up on the couch, facing him now, “You’ve become very bad after coming to college. Now I know why you don’t come home to visit. You’re having so much fun here.” She cocked her brows at him.

"Same deal," he said, and smirked. "And yes, I've been having quite a bit of fun." He grabbed his lighter and fired up the bong, sucking in on it as he lit it, letting the glass fill up with smoke before pulling out the bowl and sucking the smoke in. There was still a good amount of smoke within. He waited a few moments, eyes closed serenely, before letting the smoke out in a thin, controlled stream towards the ceiling fan.

Then, he handed it over to her. The head-rush he felt was immediate and blissful. "Just put your mouth on the top and breathe it in. Try to hold it in your lungs as long as you can," he explained, leaning back against the back of the sofa and watching her.
 
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Bree had always been that simple girl but she knew it was about time she should loosen up. She knew she would have to once she is in college and that wasn’t too far away. She watched him wink at her as she watched him do his thing. “Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you big bro….” she clicked her tongue as she was joking with him.

She did smiled a bit wider when he told her he’s been having his share of fun. Though, she never heard if he had a girlfriend and even if he had, they never talked about such things. He was years ahead of her in high school and now, in college. Few years of different between the two siblings had drew them apart when it came to certain things. She leaned forward, watching him light up the bong and then inhale the smoke.

She giggled softly as she watched him just lean back, relaxing in his seat as he enjoyed that drag. When he handed the bong to her, she cocked on of her brow at him and then brought it to her lips. Her head tilted forward while her eyes look for his for approval, sort of to tell her she was doing it right. Nodding at him, she planted her lips and sealed them tight.

After taking a long inhale, she tried to hold it in as long as she could before letting out a muffled cough, followed by a grunt. “Geez!” She said as she spoke, letting the smoke leave out her nose. She held her hand up at him, “One more time. I will do it better!” She said and quickly dragged the smoke inside of her lungs and managed to do it better than last time. She smiled as she continued to hold it inside her, handing the bong back and pushed her butt towards the edge and threw her hand over her head, “Hmm that feels just right.” She said and shut her eyes, unaware of her top that was lifted up now, exposing her midriff.
 
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With half-lidded eyes, Tommy watched his sister as she took her first hit off his bong, and then promptly followed it up with another! She held the smoke in like a champ. Tommy smiled at her as he took the bong back. "Good job, kiddo," he said, teasing her a bit.

He took his own hit off the bong, and it was enough to finish off the weed he had put in it, so after blowing the smoke out he set the bong down and leaned back in the sofa again.

"So, uh, yeah," he said, stammering a bit as he looked at her and noticed her exposed lower belly. The lines of her hips and torso drew him in for a moment before he checked himself, realizing he was checking out his own sister!

That was some damn good weed if it could make him forget they were related!

He continued what he had tried to start saying: "There's Netflix on this TV, and the local stations, if you get bored while I'm at work," he said. "Or you could plug my laptop into it, there's a cord for that right there. If the sofa gets too lumpy and uncomfortable, there's a smaller TV in my room at the foot of the bed if you want to watch something in there," he offered.

He felt bad that she had just arrived and now he would have to leave her alone while he went to work, but he couldn't afford to take the time off. At least he was scheduled to have a couple days off later in the week.
 
She hit it twice and was a little satisfied as well as happy that she managed to keep the smoke inside her. The first and only time she had done it, she didn’t like it and she could tell that this was much better quality. She did feel good and was slowly feeling it, getting high. That euphoric feeling was perfect and allowed her to ease in, nudging her brother, “Not a kid anymore.”

She let him take the bong and finish it off since she wasn’t planning on overdoing it either. She kept her eyes shut for a few seconds before opening them and only turning her head to him, “The pot makes you stammer too?” She laughed and saw him looking over at her, just wasn’t sure what. She knew she had been the same, same old little sister and a little clueless so far.

She looked towards the TV and nodded, “I guess I will watch some TV, probably eat something, shower? Maybe unpack a little?” She said and made a disgusting face, “Ehhh no unpacking. I don’t know. I am free so I will figure it out. Don’t you worry? You will not be missed.” She said as she replied to him, extending her legs over the couch after he got up to get ready so he can leave for work.

She knew he had taken a few days off so today wasn’t a problem. Besides, she was a little tired and would like to just stay in today. The part of coming here to check out the campus was also to see how the social life was here. Everything was going to play a factor in which campus she’d select. She placed her head on the arm rest of the love seat and threw her legs over the other end of the couch. She flipped through the list in Netflix and when she found a good movie to watch, she played it.

She lifted up her hand to wave him by as he was leaving for work, “Just lock the door behind you. I will see you in the morning.” She said as she knew she’d be asleep by the time he’d get back home. The runtime for the movie was about 1 hour and 45 minutes. It was around evening by then and so she decided to get up and turn the lights on since it was getting dark in the apartment. Noticing how the curtains were still open. She moved to close them to get some privacy.

She felt great now that no one was here and her brother wasn’t going to return until later. She decided to grab the bag and take it inside but decided to just flip it open to grab a fresh pair of panties and a top. She couldn’t find her night dress that she’d brought with her. She decided against waiting and figured she’ll look for it after she’s taken shower. On her way to the bathroom, she saw a music system and she blasted it, keeping the bathroom door open, she went inside to take a shower.

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She took a long relaxing shower and once she was done, she put on her comfortable white tank top and hot pink panties. She still had a towel in her hand, wiping some water off her face as she moved to the beat of the music. It was loud enough so that she could sing along and only hear her own voice very faintly. Her tiny and petite frame moved around the living room where she came to dig out her night dress at last but when she found a mirror on the wall where she saw her reflection, she decided to just stand there straight and lift up her white top just a bit, checking to see if it was taut or she’d put on some weight during her summer break by being lazy. She was facing the door but the mirror being on her left, her head was turned towards the mirror while the door was to her right but to the side. She hummed the song and swayed her tiny bum, lost in her own private little world.
 
"Fuck," grunted a frustrated Ryan McGee, as he looked through his book bags and laptop bag for the third time. He took a deep breath, and then remembered clearly setting that damn USB memory thumb drive in the top drawer at his desk.

In his bedroom.

Back at school.

It had all of his readings and quizzes that he had to do for his summer work on it. If he didn't have it all done when he got back to campus in August, it was so much money just down the drain.

It was a four drive from his parent's home in the rural northern part of the state. He told his parents what had happened and then gassed up his pick-up truck and headed out, driving back to school.

He knew that one of his roommates, Tommy, the guy whose family owned the house, had been planning to stay there all summer. They had become good friends over the last couple of years, and had a lot in common.

Ryan pulled into town hours later, as it was starting to get late, and went to the house. He noted the presence of a car he'd never seen before in front of the house, but figured a neighbor might be having company. He hopped up the front stairs, and tried the door, finding it locked. That was weird. The lights were on, but Tommy's car wasn't there.

Ryan opened the door and was greeted with the vision of a petite, slender brunette in her underwear! The tall, built country boy shook his head and chuckled. "I didn't know Tommy got himself a girlfriend," he said to her.
 
It was normal for anyone to assume that the girl either was a one night stand or a girlfriend if she was dancing around in a guy’s apartment. Bree had no idea that she had a visitor who was eyeing her slender frame and the way her bums moved around to the beat of the music. She even had lifted her top up to check out her taut tummy, not knowing she was also showing it off to him.

Her hips swayed around as she turned on her feet. Her head didn’t turn back towards the door and instead, her frame turned so that her back was visible in the mirror while she was checking herself out by looking over her shoulders. She swayed her hips left, right and then pushed her bums out before she saw part of the door open in the mirror. Her heart turned away instantly and found someone standing at the door. “Geez!” She freaked out and shouted.

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She quickly ran back to her luggage to squat down and grab her night dress. She unfolded the top and held it in front of her which still left her slender legs and pretty panties on display. She quickly moved the top a little down as she looked at the door, “W…who are you? How did you get in?” She said and looked at him, “One minute!” She said and turn into the hallway so he can't see her. She quickly put on her pink button up shirt and shorts, much more comfortable sleepwear. She rushed back out with only one or two buttons done on her top, a slit of her top exposed her taut tummy without her actually being aware of it as she came back to the living room. “Don’t you know to knock?” She asked as she finally looked more presentable, walking back to the table to kill the stereo. Everything went back to quiet and awkwardness.
 
Of course she freaked out a bit when she saw Ryan standing in the doorway. Ryan hadn't told Tommy he was going to stop by, figuring Tommy would be at work.

"I'm Ryan McGee," he said. "I, uh, live here," he explained. "I didn't mean to interrupt your little dance party," he said, the slight southern drawl creeping through in his voice. "I just need to grab a couple things out of my room. I guess Tommy's at work? Well, don't worry, I gotta head back on home, I won't interrupt your alone time with him," he said. Though I wouldn't mind some alone time with her... he thought, his eyes taking in her slender, svelte form. Pretty good-lookin to be going out with a nerd like Tommy he thought, of course unaware that she was, in fact, Tommy's sister.

He walked towards her, and said "pardon me," when he got to her, turning to slip past her in the hallway to get to his room. His eyes definitely wandered down her chest, eyeing the little bit of exposed cleavage afforded by her smallish breasts under the button-up top.
 
It was much more quiet now that the music was off. Had it been off since the beginning, she would have heard him open the door. Next time, she’d going to put up the chain so if anyone unlocked, they can’t just get in. A lesson learned. Luckily, she wasn’t naked or anything like that.

When he introduced himself, she nodded at him, “You live here?” She said as if surprised, thinking he was one of the guys who lived with his brother. “Oh? I am sorry about that. I didn’t mean to. No party here.” She said as it seemed the Tommy just had sex with her at night and she woke up not long along, showered and there she was. Not his sister but as his girlfriend or one night stand. Whatever that was going on in his head, though, she had no idea what he was thinking or assuming who she was.

“Sure…” she said as she stepped out of his way and went about doing her thing. She buttoned up her top and now, she was properly dressed. She was at ease now but still her heart raced. It was still a big goof up. She didn’t say anything but let him grab his things and when he’d leave, she’d just eat something and call it a night. She was also thinking that she might hit some more of that weed or whatever else he might have. Her brother didn’t need to know.
 
Ryan slipped past her and went to his room, unlocking the door and letting himself inside. He quickly found the small USB drive he was missing, and then chuckled to himself as he also discovered a tightly-rolled marijuana joint tucked away in the same drawer.

He stood up, looking at the joint, and his mind wandered back to the girl in the house. Tommy's girlfriend? Friend? Friend with benefits? One-night-stand?

He had no idea. She hadn't gone out of her way to clarify. He had half a mind to ask her to smoke the joint with him, just to see what might happen, but he also knew he had another four hours behind the wheel and he didn't want to take any longer here than he absolutely had to.

He slipped the joint behind his ear, holding it there like some folks keep a spare cigarette. He looked around, double checking that he didn't need to grab anything else, before heading back out, locking the door behind him. He passed the girl in the living room. "Well, nice to meet you," he said to her, giving her a curious smile as he headed towards the door.
 
Bree grew curious as she watched a friend of her brother walk past her and into his room. It was none of her business and so, she tried not be too nosy. She didn’t even know the guy but if he was one of the guy who lives here, she would definitely meet him and get to know him.

She lingered around the living room, fixing her buttons while she was left alone as she heard him move around inside his room. They met in an awkward situation and clarifying as to who she was to Tommy was the least and last thing on her mind.

She wouldn’t know what to say if he’d ask her if she wanted to smoke his joint with him. She was still trying to recover from the shock as he heart still raced, her breaking a bit shaky and her face was a little flushed.

When he walked out of his room and into the living room, passing her smaller frame, she smiled, “Same here.” She said and added, “Got everything?” She asked as he was headed towards the door, she following to probably close the door behind him and then lock it.
 
"Uh, yeah, I think I got everything," Ryan said. He took a moment to savor Bree's lithe form as he stood at the door. She hadn't exactly said what she was doing there; he had just assumed she was Tommy's girl. He wasn't about to make a move on his roommate's girl, especially if Tommy trusted her enough to leave her at the house alone. "Nice meeting you," he said. "Hope I get to see more of you once school starts," he said, giving her a wink as he opened the door. "I'd stick around for a bit but I gotta get back home," he explained, before heading out the door and closing it behind him, and headed out to his car.

He shook his head as he got in the car. Tommy had done pretty good! Bree was easily the hottest girl that Ryan had ever seen Tommy with. As he fired up his car, he fired up the joint as well, and drove off, daydreaming about what she might be like in bed...
 
She smiled softly at him as he told her he had everything he came here for and would like to stick around but he had an important business to take care off. She didn't bother being too nosy as she was in no position to do so. Instead, she smiled and nodded at him, "Who knows. Maybe you will see me. Take care now." She said in response as she walked to the door after her left, letting the door shut on its down and she just went and turned the lock into locking position.

She went into the kitchen and finding a box of pizza, she decided to take two slices out and warm it up. She decided to go back to the couch and watch something on TV while she ate. She was growing hungry and since it was evening already, she didn't want to wait for her brother to come back home because he was going to come around midnight, as he'd told her.

She spent next hour or two relaxing even after finishing two slices of pizza and another bottle of beer. She looked at the bong that was there and her mind wandered off to actually smoking one round on her own. She looked around the place when she decided she would have it, but she couldn't find it anywhere. Sadly, she tossed the idea away as she thought it was for better.

When it was almost 10, she decided to get up and put the plate away after washing it. Turning the lights off, she turned into the hallway after deciding that she was going to take the bed instead of the couch. She had realized how uncomfortable it was to sleep on the couch and so, she strolled into his room. Finding a bed, she plopped down as she stared at the ceiling and then looking around the room as her eyes explored. She found another bong and she chuckled, "Damn. How many of these he's got laying around?"

She decided to sit up and then move to the drawers. She knew that the guys kept things hidden and so, she opened each and every one of it. It was in his underwear drawer, in the bag, she found a bag, "Jackpot!" She giggled like a crazy person since it was only her in the apartment. She quickly took some out and did what her brother had done earlier. Smoking it all, she could feel it hit the spot. It was definitely grade A quality because she seemed to like it. She also noticed another bag of some powder and she wondered if it was what she thought it was? She didn't bother trying that as she wasn't sure, but she did have some more weeds and when she felt it cloud her brain, she got up to use the bathroom before she returned back to the bed and slipped under the sheets. It only took her a few minutes before she actually passed out, forgetting to replace the bong where she had picked it up from.
 
The comic book shop closed at 10. Once the doors were shut and locked, the first thing Tommy did was retreat to the manager's office, spread out some coke on the desk, form it up into a few lines, and snort one up his nose.

With that fire driving him, he was a whirlwind of activity, quickly and efficiently sweeping up and counting down the cash drawer, preparing the next day's money and the deposit for the bank, and straightening up inside of half an hour.

He snorted the rest of the coke off the desk, and out the door he went. He stopped in at The Tiki Lounge, a dive bar near campus, and had a few beers at the bar. He couldn't get his sister out of his head, no matter which way he tried to cloud his mind. As it neared midnight, he resolved to get home, hoping like hell that she'd be on the couch.

He made it home without incident, unlocked the door and let himself in, locking it again behind him. He looked around. Bree was not on the couch. He sighed. His mind raced in a coke-fueled delirium. She was in his bed. His cock grew hard at the thought.

"Bree?" he said, not too loudly. He didn't want to wake her up if she was asleep, but he also didn't want to scare her if she was still up watching a movie or something. He sniffed at the air. The smell of weed was fresh. Had she gotten into his stash?

He made his way to his bedroom, and found her there in his bed, in her cute pajamas, his baggie of weed and the bong sitting out on the bedside table next to her.

He wanted to be angry. She didn't even bother to ask! But as he looked at her he found he couldn't muster up the anger for her. All he felt for Bree was desire.

He undressed, down to his boxer shorts, loaded up the bong for himself and sat down next to her on the bed, and fired up the bong, knowing the weed was just what the doctor ordered to calm his jittery mind.

It certainly did the trick, as he blew out a big cloud of smoke and slipped under the covers next to his sister. After a couple more hits, it was done, and he was properly stoned; he set the bong aside and turned the light off...
 
Bree had tried to stay up a little, in attempt to just pass the time since she was bored but all that weed had kicked in and she was feeling the lazy come over her. It wasn’t long before she fell asleep and was comfortable in her brother’s bed.

She didn’t even realize when he came in and called out to her. She was least bothered by it as she slept like a baby. She seemed comfortable as she laid on her back and her hands resting comfortably on her torso, fingers interlaced.

When the bed shifted a little from her brother’s weight, she slightly rolled onto her side, facing her brother now as she breathe calmly. She managed to shove bother of her hands between her thighs after pulling the cover up to her waist.
 
Tommy watched his sister as she shifted in bed, rolling onto her side as she slept, pulling the blanket up to her waist and tucking her hands down between her skinny thighs. He laid himself down on his back. It was still quite warm, even at night. And humid. The ceiling fan spun above them, a little wobbly and a little squeakily.

He turned his head and looked over at his sister. She was wearing pajamas, albeit small, cute, thin ones. Her presence, in his bed, stirred a reaction within him, and he wasn't sure what to make of it or what to do about it, in his stoned state. But it was undeniable, as his gaze wandered down his own body and he saw the tent being formed in the sheet from his own, growing, erection!

Maybe it was her smell, subconsciously arousing him. Maybe it was her soft steady breathing. Or the simple fact that she was a female, in his own bed, the first in far too long to share it with him.

Regardless of the reason, his stiffening cock was demanding his attention, and he felt an insatiable need for release. She was asleep, after all, and he knew she was stoned. Would she awaken if he jerked himself to satisfaction? What would she do if she awoke? What would he do?

One hand snaked down and grasped his throbbing member, pulling it out from the opening in his boxer shorts. He pulled the sheet down, exposing himself to the hot, humid air, and started to stroke it...
 
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