Josh teaches his sister a lesson

josh got into his mustang and took off down the street. he’d had enough of the whole “family thing”, and needed to get the fuck out of there. his parents had his newest baby brother, evan, baptised earlier that morning, and were now throwing a christening party. he’d had enough. why did his parents have to keep having kids? shit, they had more kids than the brady bunch. he was the oldest, at 18, his sister, lisa, 17, his brother, jeremy, 16, and karen, 15. they went a good 8 years, then decided they wanted more. so there was jessi at 7, kaleb, 4, and the newest arrival, evan, who was 5 months. his parents were in there 40’s… they had no business having sex.

josh cringed at the thought, and sped faster down the road towards his friend ryan’s house. as he got closer he saw a bunch of cars in the driveway that belonged to his other friends. josh parked, and went inside without knocking. loud music blasted from ryans room, and josh heard laughter and voices. he threw open the door and saw his friends drinking and smoking cigarettes, they slapped his hand as a welcome as he went in. he sat down on the bed, and cracked open a beer ryan handed him.

“how’d the baptism go?” ryan asked, smirking.

“shut up,” josh responded, directing his attention to the computer everyone was huddled around.

“yo, check this bitch out…” bobby newman said, and clicked a button on the computer. josh heard a girl moaning, and several guys voices. he couldn’t see the computer very well, but it sounded like a porno. “ryan, come see this girl….look at those tits…man, i would give my left nut to fuck a girl that looked like that…” bobby was saying.

josh didnt really care what the hell they were watching. he enjoyed his beer, and was just thankful he didn’t have to socialise with his grandparents anymore. ryan sat his beer down and made his way through the boys to see the computer. josh watched his expression grow serious.

“yo, turn that shit off,” ryan said.

“are you crazy?” someone asked.

“what are you gay?” someone else asked.

“no,” ryan said. “turn it off. its josh’s fuckin sister.”

josh felt the color drain from his face, and his heart skipped a beat. he jumped up off the bed and pushed several boys out of the way.

“oh shit, no way…” bobby snickered, then laughed. “your sisters fuckin hot josh.”

josh ignored him. he watched the screen, and sure enough there she was. Lisa, his 17 year old sister, deep throating a guy while getting fucked by another. another kid sat on the bed, touching her and impatiently waiting for a peice of her. he felt a rage growing inside of him. he recognised the boys she was fucking from school. from his football team. shawn miller, joey hayze, and brendon murphy. ryan shut off his monitor and looked at josh.

“damn, man…” he said.

the room was quiet.

“i’m gonna kill her,” josh said, pulling out his cell phone. he called lisa’s cell phone. her voice mail picked up. he hung up and called his house phone.

“‘lo?” karen answered.

“where’s lisa?” he said, his tone furious.

“uh, in the shower. why? what the hells your problem?” karen asked in a snotty voice.

“don’t let her leave the fuckin house. understand?”

“whatever,” she said, then hung up.

josh left ryans house in a daze, his mind swirling between fury and something else he couldn’t quite place. he sped down the street towards his own house.






karen hung up the phone just as lisa was coming out of the bathroom. she heard the commotion from downstairs, and her baby brother crying. when is this stupid party going to end? she thought to herself. lisa went into her room, wrapped in a towel.

“josh is lookin for ya.”

she turned around. “for what? he was just here.”

“donno. he sounded pissed. i wouldn’t be here when he gets back if i were you,” karen warned her sister, knowing very well that they were about to get into a fight. josh never hesitated to use his fists on his siblings, none of them did. they were quick to get into fist fights with each other, especially lisa and josh, or josh and jeremy. wrestling, hitting, getting thrown into walls and furniture were part of their everyday life. “he sounded like he wanted to kick your ass.”

lisa dropped her towel, not caring that her door was open and her sister was standing inches from her. music blasted from jeremy’s room, he’d obviously had enough family time too. lisa quickly pulled a fitted tank top over her head, and furiously pulled on a pair a jeans. slipping on a pair of flip flops, she grabbed her car keys off her dresser and nearly knocked karen over leaving her room.