Brad and Cassie chapter 2

Chapter two

Brad walked into the small kitchen, and preheated the oven. Cassie joined him in the room as he was taking the lasagna out of the fridge that their Grandma had left them for dinner.

“Want something to drink?” Cassie asked as Brad was unboxing the lasagna.

“Sure, soda is fine.” Brad answered back. Cassie got two sodas from the fridge. Handing one to Brad. They both sat down at the table and opened their drinks, sipping at them.

“So. What’s the plan for this evening?” Cassie asked between sips.

“Not sure. I finished all my school work for the day so I’m just planning on relaxing. Maybe watch a movie.” Brad answered back.

“Yeah, movie sounds good. Can I pick?” Cassie replied.

“Depends what you choose.” Brad laughed back. The oven then beeped signaling it was preheated. Brad stood up and put the tray in the oven, setting a timer for 30 minutes.

“How about we each choose a movie and flip a coin?” Brad suggested as he sat back down at the table.

“That’s lame! Why don’t we play a game or something to decide?” Cassie commented back, acknowledging her competitive nature.

“Like what?” Brad asked intrigued.

Cassie looked as if she was thinking hard.

“What about an arm wrestle? You like physical competition.” Brad suggested.

“That would be no fair, you have more upper body strength then me.” Cassie replied.

“I don’t know. Board game?” Brad asked.

“I don’t know…” Cassie replied, still thinking.

“Well what would you prefer?” Brad asked.

“Let me think.” Cassie said and sipped her drink again.

There was a few moments of silence as the twins sipped at their sodas.

Cassie let out a muffled giggle.

“What?” Asked Brad.

“Nothing, just reminiscing.” Cassie replied with a smile.

“About?” Brad said, urging for more.

“How we used to settle decisions, when we were younger.” Cassie said, followed by another sly giggle.

Brad thought for a moment, slightly confused. Then he remembered.

“You mean wrestling?” He asked.

“Yeah. Haha.” Cassie laughed.

The twins use to watch pro wrestling entertainment programs with their dad when they were younger and would to act out the sport, and the over-the-top personas that came with it. They would often tussle to settle disputes, never hurting eachother, just in good fun. They both recalled the memories of their childhood. After a few moments Cassie looked Brad in the eye and without words, raised an eyebrow and gave him a look of ‘should we?’. Brad took the hint and looked back at her.

“You want to wrestle? We haven’t done that in years.” Brad huffed with a smile.

“Unless you’re a wimpy chicken!” Cassie taunted.

“Oh, yeah, you gonna go there? Better back up that smack talk!” Brad hazed, giving his best smack-talk wrestler impression.

“It’s on boy!” Cassie laughed, taking one last gulp. She stood and gave him a light punch in the arm and ran to the living room. Brad laughed and stood up quickly and jogged after her. They arrived in the living room. Cassie pushed the coffee table towards a wall, making space in the centre of the carpeted living room.

“Ok, what’s the rules?” Brad asked as he crouched down, imitating stretching and flexing.

“First to pin the other one, shoulder blades down, for 3 a 3-count.” Cassie stated.

“Ok! On the count of 3 – 2 -” Brad said before being cut off.

“Ding Ding Ding!” Cassie shouted as she rushed towards him, grabbing Brad’s arms, trying to pull him down. Brad placed his hands on Cassie’s shoulders and rocked her back. They stood crouched, trying to set eachothers upper bodies off balance. After a moment of laughter and struggling, Cassie dropped her arms and ducked in, wrapping her arms around Brad’s waist. Twisting him back and fourth with a strong hug. Her breasts pressed firmly against his hips and crotch area. He crouched lower and thrusted upwardly, causing Cassie to loosen her grip slightly. Brad knelt to one knee and tried to reach under Cassie’s arms. But she took her chance and tackled him backwards to the ground. She was low on his body and tried to wiggle upwards to pin him, but he kept his back arched and put his hands on Cassie’s shoulders, and with pressure, kept her from being able to climb atop his upper body. They laughed and huffed through their exertion. Being slightly out of breath from the activity and laughing they both started to grunt. Cassie planted her hands and knees on either side of Brad and began to slowly work her way higher on his body. He removed his hands from her shoulders and held her head. Still pushing her down. Now with a strain on her neck, she was forced to move down and now her face was nearing Brad’s crotch. Brad let out a grunt, that bordered on more of a deep moan, the position they were in sent shivers up his spine. Cassie moved her head side to side within his grasp, trying to free herself. Brad instinctively, grabbed handfuls of her hair and forced her head to stop shaking and he pushed her further down. Cassie felt Brad grip her hair and she let down her opposition slightly. She was confused as to why it felt good as he held and lightly pulled her hair. She let her head travel down his body a bit. She let her head fall upon his body. She could feel his ‘package’ with her chin through his jogging pants that he wore. Brad noticed her relaxation and took this as his chance. He twisted his hips forcefully, while tightening his grip on her hair, and was able to flip her to the side. He rolled with her and came to rest atop her. She was on her back, her hands now on Brad’s hips as he sat his weight down upon her chest. He released his grip on her hair and put his hands on the front of her shoulders. Cassie realized she had let down her guard and now lay trapped under her brother’s weight. Her eyes immediately drawn to his crotch that rested a few inches away from her face.

Brad pushed her shoulders down and started counting loudly, but slowly;

“ONE!” He said through a gritted smile, enjoying the powful mount, sure to himself that he was going to win.

“TWO!”, He said, looking down at his sister’s face. She transitioned her gaze and looked up to meet his stare. He gave her a cocky grin. Cassie panicked sensing her doom. But not being one to admit defeat, she did the only thing she could think of in her moment of submission.

“AAAANND, THR-” Brad’s count was cut short, Cassie had reached up with her hands and pulled the front of his pants down, exposing his cock, only inches from his sister’s face. He jumped up and rolled to the side, quickly covering himself up. Cassie quickly rose back to a crouched stand.

“DIDN’T GET THE FULL COUNT!” She taunted through laughter.

“No fair! That’s totally cheating!” Brad exclaimed, blushing slightly. Standing straighter with his hands on his hips.

“Wasn’t in the rules! It’s fair game!” She said, smiling.

Brad huffed, unimpressed and slightly embarrassed.

“You pull my hair, I pants you!” Cassie laughed and gave him a cocky smile.

“We need better rules!” Brad sparked.

Cassie was about to respond when the oven timer started to beep.

“Well dinners ready, rematch after we eat!” Brad said passionately, slightly out of breath, pointing forcefully at his sister.

Cassie agreed and ran to the kitchen. Brad felt embarrassed about his sister seeing him so close. Maybe more so because he felt he was getting a bit horny from the wrestling match. He wasn’t sure if his growth was noticable.

Cassie gathered some plates and silverware for dinner. She replayed in her mind what she had seen. She smiled to herself, she had never seen Brad’s dick so close. She knew he was a grower but felt like he wasn’t fully flaccid by what she saw for that split second. This thought caused small shivers to run up her spine as she pictured the scene.

Brad removed the lasagna and turned the oven off. He cut it into a few squares with a spatula and Cassie brought two plates to him. He dished out about half of the small lasagna and they sat at the table and began to eat.

“So, if you were to win, what movie would you choose?” Brad asked, between bites.

Cassie thought for a moment.

“Probably Starquest.” She answered with a mouth half full.

“Ugh, not another SciFi movie. I mean, I love them, but that’s all we’ve been watching in science class at school since Miss.Fuller has been on maturity leave.” Brad grumbled.

“Well, it doesn’t matter, because WHEN I WIN, we’re going to watch Bloodlust.” Brad added, his frown turning into a sly grin.

“Hah! When you win? HA!” Cassie laughed sarcastically, tilting her head back as she emphasized her ‘ha’.

Brad nodded and chuckled.

“As long as you don’t cheat this time!” He said, defensively.

“Rules are rules, that wasn’t stated as one.” Cassie answered matter-of-factly.

“Well no stripping me then.” Brad huffed. He thought about being seen naked and it made him shudder slightly, he actually kinda liked it, he admitted to himself. He felt himself blush slightly.

“Aw, darn!” Cassie said in a sad tone, but emphazed it as a joke. Snapping her fingers as a ‘awe shucks’. She secretly was a bit disappointed though. She thought for a moment of how she could get the chance to see him naked and up close again. There was an awkward moment of silence as the twins sat picking at the last of their food. Both were too embarrassed to admit that they liked the ‘flash’ in their own personal way. Cassie, ussually being the most upfront of the two, and also not liking the awkward silence spoke up.

“You know, the greeks, who invented wrestling, use to wrestle naked.” She stated, not sure how Brad would respond.

He froze for a moment, thinking of how to respond intellectually.

“But that was normal back then.” He stated plainly. Biting his tongue at his dumbed response.

“Yeah, but what is ‘normal’?” Cassie answered rhetorically.

“Normal is just sheltered in my opinion.” She added. She had always been a ‘free spirit’, almost borderline ‘hippy’. Not ever really encompassing a ‘go-with-the-flow’ mentality. She tended to live outside-the-box.

“Sheltered or security? That would be the debate.” Brad answered.

“Insecurity.” Cassie answered back.

This was followed by silence as both Brad and Cassie thought about the discussion.

“Well the Greeks probably weren’t afraid that their grandmother could walk in at anytime.” Brad broke the silence. He wasn’t trying to make excuses, he was just outweighing the possibilities.

Cassie hung her head a bit lower, agreeing that was a deal breaker. As the twins sat and pictured actually wrestling in the nude, the phone began to rang. Yes, they still had a landline. Brad jumped slightly, breaking out of his trance. He arose slowly. Feeling pressure, he sunk back down and rearranged his slight erection that he didn’t even realize he had, probably caused by the conversation and his thoughts. He arranged it as best he could, standing back up and turning quickly so it wasn’t noticed. He walked to the phone that hung on the wall. Keeping his back to Cassie, who still sat at the table.

“Hello?” He answered.

“Hi…