Brad & Cassie

Chapter one

“Can you hand me a towel please?” Brad asked Cassie, his twin sister. Cassie was at the sink brushing her teeth, Brad was in the shower. He just shut off the water.

“Yeah, just a sec-” she answered, as she spit into the sink and rinsed her toothbrush off. She grabbed a towel, that she brought for herself, from a hanger on the back of the door. She turned around just as Brad was pulling the shower curtain open. His body dripping wet from the shower.

“You gotta remember to bring your own towel when you shower.” Cassie said as she handed him her towel. There was only one hook in the small bathroom. The towels were kept in the hall closet.

“Yeah I know. Sorry. And thank you.” Brad replied, taking the towel from Cassie.

Growing up together as twins, this wasn’t out of the ordinary. Mind you, they never flaunted or made an effort to be naked around eachother, but nudity in passing, like changing clothes and showers and walking to bedrooms, didn’t seem out of place to them. These situations became more common since they moved in with their Grandma. Their mom had gotten sick quite a few years back and their slum of a father took off. They all moved into their grandmother’s small two bedroom, one bathroom house. Their grandpa had been gone for awhile. His life insurance paid off the house. Their grandma continued to work part time and took care of their mom and them. They shared a room with their mom. Their mom passed away a few years ago, leaving their grandmother their sole guardian. She continued to work to support them all. Both Brad and Cassie shared a room now.

“You better have left some hot water for me.” Cassie said, as Brad dried himself.

“I left enough for you to have a quick shower or else we will be late.” Brad said, stepping over the tub side. He wrapped the towel around his waist.

“If we are late, its always your fault!” Cassie said, stepping to the side so Brad could get his toothbrush.

“Yeah right!” Brad laughed sarcastically.

Cassie walked over and started the water. She took off her tanktop and pajama pants that she had worn to bed. Stepping under the water she turned slightly to pull the shower curtain closed. Catching the reflection of Brad’s face in the mirror. She couldn’t tell 100%, but it looked as if he was watching her as she got in. She pulled the curtain closed and the falling water cascaded down her body. She heard Brad brushing his teeth at the sink. She shampooed and conditioned her long blonde hair. She then put some body wash on a loofah and got it sudsy. She ran the loofah all over her upper body. She heard Brad leave the bathroom. She then moved the loofah lower across her stomach and around her smooth pussy and tight bum. She was active on the rugby and volleyball team at school. Though she was shorter then most of the girls, she was fit and steardy. She continued washing her legs. After rinsing the loofah off she stepped under the water to rinse off. She played with her nipples as she ran her fingers over them. They hardened slightly from her touch. She cracked a smile. She ran her hands down her wet stomach. She had a mostly flat tummy. Just a bit of mass right where needed to give her a healthy look. She slid her fingers over her puffy pussy lips. She shuddered a bit from the attention. Sliding her fingers up her slit. She shared a room with Brad, and didn’t get much ‘alone’ time. So she made sure to make the best of the time she did have to herself. Just as she slipped her finger in to about the second knuckle the water went from warm to cold, pretty drastically. She shook and quickly removed her finger and shut the water off with a huff. She pulled the curtain back and stepped out onto the bath mat. From her rush, she forgot to get another towel from the linen closet. She shivered slightly, it was late fall and the old cottage style house didn’t hold the heat in very well. She rung her hair out over the tub. Turning back she scurried out of the bathroom. She stepped quick but took small steps so she didn’t soak the floors, or slip. She went down the hall and her grandma, Mary, turned the corner.

“Now what are you doing Young lady?” She asked, more concerned about the wetness then the nudity of her grand daughter.

“I gave Brad my towel and forgot to get another.” She huffed. Her grandmother got a towel from the hall linen closet, handing it to Cassie.

“Thanks. I’ll wipe up the floor after I get dressed.” Cassie said, accepting the towel and began patting herself dry.

“I’ll get it Cass, you better get going or you’ll be late.” Mary said, in a loving way. She kissed Cassie on her cheek, as she passed.

Cassie loved her grandma. She gave, and does, so much for Cassie and Brad. After all the family stuff that went down, Cassie loved having such a caring and strong role model to look up to. Her grandma was also very ‘young’ at heart. She is super open to the current world. She was a free spirit. That’s part of the reason nudity was not a big deal. She would talk and confront any issues or concerns about anything that Brad and Cassie brought up, or even tried to hide. Somehow Mary always found out and approached them in such a way, they questioned why they ever even tried to hide it in the first place.

Back in Brad and Cassie’s bedroom, Brad paced back and fourth cursing himself slightly. He discarded the towel on a nearby chair. He was upset with himself. Uttering to himself ‘She’s your sister you dumb idiot.’ he wasn’t sure if he said it outloud or just in his head. He stopped his pacing, looking down at his semi hard dick. Taking a huffed breath he quickly went to the dresser and opened the top drawer. ‘Ugh’ he groaned, definitely more audible than anticipated, as he shuffled through the top drawer. It held his and his sister’s underwear. His thoughts went to to the fact that his sister rarely wore underwear, and because of the cramped space in the room, he shared his underwear drawer with her, since she only had about a dozen pairs. But because she was selective with her underwear they were all very nice panties. Lace, bright colours. Thongs, G-strings and a few bikini and boy cut. He dug to the side and grabbed a pair of his own boxer briefs. He pulled them out. Realizing his semi has now groan to almost a full boner. He continued to curse himself about getting hard, from being naked infront of his sister and peeking at her nude body as she started showering. Now from seeing her panties, his mind pictured her wearing them. He even purposely didn’t get a towel for himself, knowing he could get Cassie’s and she would have her come to their room fully naked and wet. He shuddered, shaking his head, balancing his thoughts of horniness and guilt. He pulled up his boxer briefs and readjusted his boner as he heard his sister walk in behind him. He blinked slow and took a deep breath, feeling even more guilty. But he couldn’t help himself and turned around to view the naked girl. Just as he turned around a wet towel smacked him in the face.

“Thanks for the towel.” She said sarcastically as she stood before him in the room. She tilted her head in a cocky way as she was pleased that she was able to throw her wet towel and hit Brad just as he turned. She tried to look irritated but cracked a smile from his jump when the towel hit him. She wasn’t actually upset with him, just wanted to make it seem that way. Her smile turned into a bit of a giggle. She was still naked, but dry now. Brad tried not to but he looked up and down his sister’s body, her smooth, shapely legs, her clean puffy pussy lips, her curvy stomach, her plump breasts, and erect nipples. He clenched his teeth, forcing himself to look away, trying to not stare.

“What’s wrong?” Cassie asked, sensing his distraction.

“I’m not actually mad, its just cold in this house, and I was quite wet.” She added, trying to ease him, but in fact, was doing the opposite.

Brad tried to compose himself.

“Sorry.” Was all he could muster out.

“Ok. Well. I’m super naked, so I’ll get dressed quick and I’ll be ready to go.” Cassie said, trying to make a joke to no avail.

“Ok.” Brad responded. He quickly pulled on a pair of jeans, keeping his back to his sister so she didn’t see what affect she had on him. She viewed his butt from behind. With his tighter underwear, he had a nice muscular butt. She took notice of how he had gained more muscle definition. Though he wasn’t into sports, he kept up on physical activity when he could. She walked over to the dresser. She got a pair of warmer leggings out. Pulling them on. Getting a bra and a long sleeve shirt also. By this time, Brad had gotten his t shirt and a hoodie on. Now more dressed, he turned to go back to the dresser to get some socks. Cassie was just clipping her bra on and adjusted her breasts. The bra held her breasts up nicely, revealing the perfect amount of cleavage. Brad took notice but drew his view away, grabbing a pair of socks from the drawer.

“I’ll go warm up the car.” He said in a mumble, as he turned to leave. Cassie felt uneasy about his mood this morning, but shrugged it off, maybe they’ll talk later, she thought. She pulled on her shirt and also got some socks on. She went to the front room of the house. Brad was sitting on a chair tying his shoes. Cassie slipped on a pair of boots. Mary came in, handing them both a breakfast sandwich.

“Don’t forget breakfast darlings.” They thanked their grandma. She kissed them both on their cheeks, grabbing their bags they went to the car. Brad got in to drive. Cassie got in passenger seat. They began their drive to school.

“So.” Cassie broke the silence, once they got a block away.

“How’s life?” She asked.

“Uh, good. Ms.Fuller is still on maternity leave. So we’ve just been watching SciFi movies in science. So that’s been cool.” Brad said. He felt more relaxed now that they had left the house and were both dressed. It was easier for him to think about other stuff.

“Awe, lucky.” Cassie responded.

“Well it’s fun once and awhile but it seems pointless to go to class when we aren’t learning anything.” Added Brad. Brad took his studies seriously. They were in their last year of highschool and he was planning to go to university for engineering. Cassie got good grades but she was undecided of what to pursue post-secondary.

“So, what was up with you this morning?” She asked rather bluntly. The two siblings were very close, especially since the family trauma. They shared most everything. Not much was hidden between them.

“Ah, I don’t know. Just overthinking stuff I guess.” Brad stumbled out a response. He wasn’t as open as Cassie. He wasn’t surprised by her question, but it ussually took a bit of prying before he opened fully up.

“Overthinking what?” Cassie asked kindly.

“I don’t know, life, other stuff.” Brad kept his answers short, typical. But Cassie knew he would eventually share. Good thing they had a bit of a drive to school.

“Girls?” Cassie asked.

“Kinda… I guess..” Brad replied.

“Is it Shawna? Or Torey?” Cassie asked.

“Kinda, not really.” Brad said back quietly.

“Just be honest Brad, why are you so secretive all of the sudden?” Cassie asked, prying more.

“I don’t know. Maybe that’s the point.” Brad started to speak, Cassie cut him off.

“What point?” Cassie interjected.

“Well, I don’t know. Just thinking about us getting older and stuff. Maybe I’m just wondering when things can, or should, change..” Brad stumbled, trying to explain.