Jamie and Jarred forever

Fifa ’06 = 3, Jarred = 1. He felt like smashing the Playstation 2. Jarred, sat down on his bed, back against the wall. Determined to finally, win a match at the eighth time of trying. Infuriated that he could’nt get the hang of the damn game. When his team went 1-0 down, he cursed. Two minutes later he scored an equaliser and shouted, ”Yeah !”. After five minutes, to his delight he was 2-1 up and senseing victory.

Jamie, disturbed his concentration and annoyed him by standing and watching in the doorway. Irritated, Jarred, switched off the game. They got on well and were pretty, close. When she raised her eyebrow questioningly, saying nothing and looking rather peeved. Jarred,impatiently said ”What ?”.

She folded her arms and clicked her tongue…………..”What ? No !……….The question, actually is what is wrong with you ! Just, don’t lie, okay ? You been going through my stuff, again haven’t ya ? My cupboard and draws ! You been looking at my private stuff, hey !” Jarred felt his cheeks redden and fidgeted. ”Awww, come on Jamie, don’t talk nonsense !” Even to him his tone was unconvincing.

Jamie, sighed good naturedly. ”Look, Bro. You my baby brother and you know I love you tooooo much ! (When she put on that tiny, squeeky voice, she made him smile broadly) That doesn’t mean that you can go poking your nose around my room. You, fifteen maybe it’s your hormones or something but I’m your sister, Jarr !” He was blushing now and had guilty written all over his face. ”What is your story ? Huh ? You besotted, with me or something ? Want to ball me, Jarr ?” Jamie, giggled at her ludicrous statement and her brothers, distraught face.

”Shame, baby ! I’m embarrassing you !” She stepped forward and ruffled his hair. Feeling, terribly embarrassed and caught out. Jarred, pushed her hand away. ”Your face looks like a beetroot, Jarr. Just don’t do it again. Okay ?” She said it as more of a gentle request than a order. Feeling sorry for her fifteen year old brother. She loved him to much to stay angry, for long. Wanting to put him at ease. Jamie, said jokingly…….”I know I’m GORGEOUS ! Don’t feel bad I drive all the guys craaaaazy. If I weren’t your sister I would go for you stud. Even if you are four years, younger” She winked at him playfully and left him alone.

Jarred, felt frustrated and guilty all at once. He loved Jamie, and would do anything for her. Her words though had made him uncomfortable and brought him close to tears. The reason being that they were so true. He was ‘besotted’ as she put it with her. His feelings toward her seemed to grow stronger all the time. No matter how hard and sincerely, Jarred, tried to surpress them. Within days they would surface again.

Having being silently taught that to want to bonk your sister was wrong and totally unacceptable.The lad had been fighting an inner battle that was tearing him apart. When Jamie, had said ‘Do you want to ball me, Jarr ?’. Her words had disgusted yet thrilled him. If he searched within himself and faced the truth head on. He would have to say YES ! Jarred Samuels, wanted to and if he could he would ball her.

Later that night as he lay in the dark he thought about Jamie. Good and bad things. When his Mom and him had first watched repeats of Beverly Hills, 90210 and they had seen the blonde actress with the short blonde hair. The one who was married to the Dr guy. They had been astounded by how much Jamie, looked like her. Except Jarred, who thought that Jamie, was far prettier. They had called her from the kitchen, where she was washing up. ”You look just like her. I can’t believe the resemblance !” their Mother had said. Jamie, had giggled and said ”Naaah.I’m far prettier” heading back to the dishes.

Jamie’s, looks drove him crazy. Her short blonde bob, striking features and kind beautiful green eyes, held him captive. Once while she was telling him something, animatedly. She suddenly stopped and pulled her face comically………..” What’s up doc? Why ya looking at me like that ? Don’t freak me out, Bro ! Lower, your gaze, Jarr. The eyes are a window to the soul and yours look veeeeery unhealthy.” She had laughed and playfully, hit his shoulder. Jamie, had a contagious laugh and when she smiled, everybody smiled with her. He thought his sister had an aura about her and lit up a room when she entered. Whereas he was shy and sensitive. Jamie, made friends easily, was self-assured and a extrovert. Jarred, wasn’t at all jealous of his older sister. Instead he was in awe of her.

When the thoughts entered his mind. Jarred, swallowed hard and slid his hand over his belly under the covers. Whenever the teen lay in bed and thought of her in that way, he found the need to masturbate. Jarr, reached under the elastic of his briefs and encircled his cock.Once he started to jack off the images would always roll over him. Erotic and pleasant. Jamie, in the morning standing in the passage and stretching her perfectly, proportioned body. Wearing tight-fitting little shorts. Below the hem. Peeking out the swell of her buns, unyielding and awesome. On tiptoe, heels raised.Long, shapely and tanned legs. Her reaching up makes the small T, ride up her waist. Exposing, a taut, flat tummy, sporting a bellyring. Tits, pressed against the material in all their glory, nipples, protruding. Jamie, shivers from the effort and her body, tingles. Smiling at him as he heads for the bathroom……..”Hey, Jarr ! Howzit it hanging, sleepy-head ?” Only it’s not hanging any more.By the time his standing over the toilet bowl, his rock hard and struggling to pee.