Family Knows Best

I groaned in exhaustion, and fell back upon my double bed, my mind leaving me as the pleasure subsided, and sleep claimed me. I started to think back, with my last few moments of consciousness, on the events of the last few days…
Let me introduce myself, my name is Jeremy. I’m a 17 year old teen, not too popular, not too much of an outcast. I’m athletic, but I don’t play any sports, except for working out at the gym 3 days a week. I’ve got short brown hair, an odd mix of green, yellow and grey eyes, standing at 5’ 11”, and a 7 inch cock. Yes, being the slightly insecure teen that I am, I’ve measured every day, though I’m pretty sure it’s stopped growing. Anyway, back on topic. My family’s pretty standard. Working dad, he’s a supervisor, my mom’s a bank teller, and I have a 15 year old sister, Ane, who goes to my school as well. She looks the same as me, though where I’m kind of normal, she’s more of a popular crowd sort of girl. Long blonde hair (dyed of course), slender figure, standing at just under 5’ 6”, with a D cup bust. Until the events that led up to that night, I’ve never even thought of her as anything but my sister, and damn gorgeous because of it. I never saw her as a woman.
Groaning, I dropped the pen on my closed school binder, my hand burning a little from all the writing I’d just done. My history teacher was a real asshole, always wanted essays handwritten instead of typed. One kid had tried printing it out before, using a stylized font to make it look like he’d written it, and Mr. McCullan had failed it without even reading it. Ane giggled from the doorway, leaning against it like she always did.
“Hey bro…Mr. MC being an ass and assigning 3000 page essays again, on some dusty old thing that no one cares about anymore?” She asked with a smile, and I laughed a little, before nodding.
“Yeah. It’s like he’s completely anti-technology. There’s a reason we invented computers and everything. People got fed up writing things by hand. Wish he’d understand.” I said with a sigh, and leaned back. She giggled, walking into my room with that almost bouncy walk she had, and sat in my lap.
“Aww, does my big bro want me to kiss it better?” She teased, picking up my left hand and started kissing it. I laughed a little, and shook my head.
“You’re a tease, you know that?” I said before slipping my hand under her arms and started tickling, making her squeal and hop off me. “Any reason you came up to bother me as I finished that boring ass work?”
She giggled and nodded. “Yup. Mom and Dad are doing their date night thing. Pizza’s on the table already.” I rolled my eyes a little and got up. “Meat lovers, just like I love.” She continued, and unable to help myself I shot back,
“That’s right sis. You love the meat.”
She stared at me, a little mortified I’d said that, then we both burst out laughing.
“Be down in 5, or I’m not saving you any.” She called, bouncing out of my room again. I laughed and followed after her, catching a glimpse of my parents leaving, both dressed up.