Back from college

Owen was sitting at the dining room table, trying to make sense of the books spread out in front of him. He grabbed his head and pressed his forehead to the pages in front of him. The subject he was studying was giving him a headache.

His situation was helped even less by the sound of his younger sister humming as she watched TV in the living room, which was pretty much an extension of the dining room with not even a door to separate them.

“Can you please turn that down?” Owen asked as politely as he could. McKenzie had been told more than once by their parents that she should respect her older brother’s need to study. He had one chance to get into a prestigious college and they had high hopes for him.

McKenzie muted the TV and stood up to stretch. A moment later she was hovering over Owen’s shoulder, trying to see what exactly he was studying. “Go away,” he groaned, still with his face pressed to the pages of his book. When he turned his head slightly he caught sight of the blue triangle that was his younger sister’s panties. “What are you wearing?” he finally lifted his head.

“It’s hot,” she gave a generic excuse for her attire. She was only wearing a t-shirt and her panties, leaving her slender bare legs entirely visible. He eyed the valley of her crotch for a moment before looking her in the eyes and sighing.

“Ew, are you getting turned on by looking at your sister?” she teased him.

He shook his head calmly, keeping his stoic expression. “I’m just pitying whatever boyfriend you get in the future,” he responded in a monotone.

“Don’t lie. You have vulgar thoughts about your little sister all the time, don’t you?” she continued to pry.

“Fine, whatever.” He stood up and placed both hands on her waist before lifting her off her feet. She tried to resist as he slung her over his shoulder and carried her to the downstairs bathroom. “If you’re hot, take a shower.” He set her in the tub and turned on the showerhead, drenching her; clothes and all.

She starred down at her now see through t-shirt with wide eyes for a moment. When she looked up at her brother again, all she saw was his back as he walked toward the door. Frowning she threw her wet shirt at him, slapping him in the back of the head with it. He turned around just in time to get slapped in the face by her soaked panties next. Rolling his eyes he turned off the light to the bathroom and closed the door. He could hear her screaming at him to come back but he just smirked to himself as he took her wet clothes to the kitchen and dumped them in the laundry hamper.

Though he found his little sister adorably cute, she was four years younger than him. He did not find himself attracted to her in the way she often accused him of. She had only recently hit puberty and was finding herself more aware of their difference in gender. Right now she only teased him but soon she would be embarrassed to even be near him, or so he assumed. Luckily he would be moving out at the start of his first semester of collage. He would not have to worry about his sister growing out of her adorable phase.

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After waking up late, on the first day of summer, McKenzie descended the stairs to the kitchen and opened the fridge in search of something to drink. She grabbed a carton of orange juice and tipped the contents into her mouth while rubbing her stomach under her pajama shirt.

“Use a glass,” Owen scolded her from the kitchen table. He was looking down at his Ipad, reading a news article.

“Why? Mom and Dad don’t care,” she argued.

“They sure have spoiled you,” Owen sighed.

McKenzie continued to rub her stomach as she shuffled toward the kitchen table, still drinking straight from the carton. Suddenly she gulped down the last mouthful in a hurry to keep from spitting it out. “What the hell?” she shouted at her brother.

“Took you long enough to notice,” he laughed at her.

“When did you get back?” she asked excitedly. “Summer only just started.”

“My flight came in last night. I took an uber from the airport. I’ve only been here about an hour.”

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you’re back.”

“I come home every summer, don’t I?” he reminded her.

“To visit but then you always go back saying you have your part time job and everything. This time you’re here to stay, aren’t you?”

“Basically.” He nodded. “I’m searching for a job in my field. As soon as I get one I’ll see about getting my own place too.”

“Don’t worry about that. Stay here as long as you want. You can’t just erase yourself from my life entirely.”

“I did not think you’d missed me this much,” Owen was quite pleased with her attitude. He had not been home much in the four years since he went off to collage. His impression of his sister was that of a stranger at best. She had grown quite a bit. Her spindly legs had grown into gorgeous femme fatteles. She was probably extremely popular in high school.

“What are you looking at?” McKenzie asked as she followed his gaze. He was definitely eyeing her fuzzy pajama shorts. “I see you’re still a pervert,” she laughed at him.

“You’ve got something to flaunt now at least,” he teased her back. “How many boys do you have wrapped around your finger yet?”

“I’m busy studying,” she made an excuse for being single. “You know our parents. I’m supposed to at least get into a collage like yours.”

“Ugh, I remember those days of endless studying,” he groaned. “This time I get to bother you.”

“And this time I’ll get Mom and Dad to side with me and make you be quiet,” she laughed again.

“You don’t have to worry about me. At least not today,” he assured her.

“You’re going out?” McKenzie was slightly dejected. She had wanted to catch up with her brother.

“I agreed to meet some friends already,” he explained. “I’ll be back just before dinner. That should give you plenty of time to study.”

“Right,” she sighed. She knew he had not seen his friends for some time but she still felt she should’ve been higher on his priority list. She sat down in the seat across the table from him just as he stood up.

“You look so depressed.” Owen ruffled her hair as he headed for the door. “We’ll have all summer together. Don’t worry.”

“Until you get a job and move out,” she reminded him.

“Like anyone’s gonna hire me that quickly,” he scoffed.

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Owen met his friends at a diner they used to frequent during high school. He was the first to arrive as he was the most eager to see them. They were not, after all, his closest friends. These were just the boys he knew who did not go off to collage or move away. To be honest, these were the losers in his group of high school friends; the ones that did not amount to much.

The second to arrive was Nicolas, a rowdy boy who hung around Owen a lot when they were younger. Owen recalled often being annoyed with his loud voice. His opinion of him had mellowed during their time apart though.

Nicolas greeted him with a high five and a fist bump before diving straight into the diner menu. Owen greeted two more friends, Louis and Travis, before Nicolas even brought his head back up from the menu. “Hey, call that cutie over here,” he whispered to Owen while gesturing to the waitress serving a table nearby.

“Our waitress will be here soon,” Owen assured him.

“I want her to serve us,” Nicolas insisted. “Don’t you recognize her from school? She was a freshman when we were graduating. Ain’t she a fine piece of meat?”

“Um…” Owen was not a stranger to ogling girls but he had refined his taste since attending collage. Also, hitting on a freshman from school seemed a little taboo to him.

“Hey thick thighs, we’re ready to order,” Nicolas called to the waitress. Her face turned red when she recognized Nicolas. Owen watched as she went to tell a different server to handle their table.

“What the hell,” Nicolas grumbled when a middle aged woman arrived with a pad and pen.

“May I take your order,” she tried not to take offence.

“Yeah, just send Sarah back to our table in just an apron,” he suggested jokingly.

The waitress rolled her eyes as she realized why Sarah had refused to serve this particular table. She glanced at Travis and then Louis in case they had a serious order before finally coming to Owen. “Sorry, I’ll have the club sandwich set,” he gave his order properly. Led by him, the other three boys soon gave the waitress their orders.

“You’re no fun,” Nicolas teased him as the waitress walked away. “Are you shy? Maybe you’re into older women.”

“Maybe Sarah just doesn’t turn his head,” Travis suggested. “He does have that bangin’ younger sister at home. I know what I’d be doing every night if I lived with her.”

“Hey, don’t talk about McKenzie that way,” Owen was understandably annoyed.

“She’s not a kid anymore, bro,” Nicolas reminded him. “She’s a young woman and oh boy does she flaunt it.”

“What do you mean?” Owen frowned at him.

“She’s got legs to kill for and she knows it. She walks around in shorts and skirts whenever she can. She likes to bend over in front of the boys and even some of the male teachers. Rumor has it she’s done it with half the school.”

“Why are you still chasing rumors when you graduated years ago?” Louis asked. “Don’t listen to him. He doesn’t know a thing about your sister. He just made all that stuff up after seeing her mowing your parent’s lawn in cargo shorts once.”

“Way to spoil the fun,” Nicolas scolded Louis. “Say, is she single?” he turned his attention back to Owen. “What’s her number?”

“Why would I give you that?” Owen furrowed his eyebrows.

“Oh, he’s mad at you now,” Travis laughed at Nicolas’s expense.

“I’m serious,” Nicolas adopted an annoyed tone. “I’ve been wondering how to hit that for a while now. Honestly, it was the first thing I thought of when you said you were back in town,” he admitted.

“I’m not her pimp,” Owen grumbled. “Ask her yourself. No, don’t ask at all. You’re five years older than her and she’s still under age.”

“Don’t be stingy. She’s probably already done it with at least one teacher, looking like that. Compared to Mr. Read, I’m young as fuck.”

Owen gritted his teeth at the mention of Mr. Read. Back when he was in high school, the story of Mr. Read trading good grades for sex from the female students was famous. It was made worse by the rumor that he was hung like a horse. The rumor was that girls who cheated on their boyfriend’s with him would soon become unable to please because nothing could compare after he destroyed their cunts.

“That’s gonna be the first thing I check when I get her pants off. Ima see how loose Mr. Read left her.”

“Can you stop talking about my sister like that?” Owen snapped at him.

“You know you want to hit that too. Don’t worry, I’ll loan her to you once I make her mine.” From the expressions on Louis’s and Travis’s faces, Owen could tell Nicolas was talking big. He probably had poor luck with girls. McKenzie was way out of his league. Owen had nothing to worry about. Still, he wanted to punch Nicolas’s smug face. Just having him thinking about his sister felt improper.

Nicolas’s vulgar behavior only worsened after the group began to order drinks. He downed 3 in less than an hour and proved to be an absolute lightweight. He kept reminding Owen how they were gonna be brothers in law after he nailed McKenzie.

“Alright, I mean it this time, knock it off,” Owen finally lost his temper.

Too drunk to back down, Nicolas stood his ground. “Nah man, I’m serious. That girl is mine. I don’t need you to give me her number, I know where she lives. I’ll just invite myself over.”

“Like she’d even let you in,” Louis scoffed.

“I can probably kick in a locked door. Hinges are weaker than the bolts anyway. Who cares if she says no, I’ll just be real convincing. Once she’s had a taste she’ll learn to like it.”

Owen clenched his fists. That was the last straw. Nicolas was basically admitting his intent to rape McKenzie. Louis moved to sit between the two of them before Owen could actually hit him. “I think you should go home,” he suggested to Owen. “Maybe check up on McKenzie and make sure she’s okay. We’ll drag this wastrel back to his dump of an apartment.”

“What did you say?” Nicolas could tell he had been insulted.

Owen wanted to say something but he thought better of it. So far, all Nicolas had done was talk. Owen desperately wanted to knock his teeth in but he knew he would be viewed as being in the wrong. Reluctantly, he took Louis’s advice and left the diner, not before letting the staff know that his food and drinks would be covered by Nicolas though.

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Owen was still fuming when he flung open the door to his parent’s house. He was caught off guard when McKenzie wrapped her arms around his shoulders a moment later. “You’re finally back,” she cheered excitedly.

“Did I miss dinner?” he asked.

“No, it’s only five, but you were gone since breakfast, so I was worried.”

Owen enjoyed the scent of her shampoo for a moment before realizing that something was wrong with him. Blood was rushing to his groin in anticipation of something. He quickly pried her arms off of him and pushed her away. It was then that he realized what she was wearing. “Why do you have my hoodie?” he demanded. “Did you go through my stuff?”

“I unpacked for you,” she explained. “Everything else is in your closet upstairs.”

“But why are you wearing that.” He unzipped it a little but stopped when he realized she only had a bra on underneath. Looking down he saw that she was in her panties as well. She was not wearing any proper clothing apart from his sweater.

“I thought it would help me get the feel for life at your collage,” she made an excuse. “I think I might try for the same school as you.”

“Why bother? I’ve already graduated. You might as well try for something closer,” he suggested.

“Why? We could both move out there together. Wouldn’t that be fun?”

“Why do I have to take care of my kid sister?” he spoke his mind a little too bluntly.

McKenzie tried to force a smile but he could see redness forming around her tear ducts. With a sigh he hugged her again. She wiped her eyes on his shoulder but jerked back when she felt his hands resting on her butt. As she was only wearing her panties she could feel them quite distinctively. She stared at him expectantly, waiting for his excuse. He just stared back with a slightly dazed expression.