Big Brother Bottom (Part I)

I had a boyfriend, and I thought things were going okay. Not too fast, but then I came home, and saw the weirdest thing ever.

Okay, first of all, let me go back and explain some things about my family. We’ve got 3 kids, my brother Allen is 3 years older, and my little sister Pepper is 3 years younger. I’m Saffron, so that kinda left me in the middle, but being the eldest, Alan got stuck babysitting us as kids.

I don’t know what that has to do with anything, but we played girl games as kids. Even though Alan was in charge, and we played boy games with him too, but he never used that to insist we did what he wanted to. I guess that should have been some kind of clue, that he’s not that kind of boy.

You know, the type to use his little bit of responsibility to get on a power trip, and turn into a control freak? We didn’t know anything about that stuff, because we’re kids, and though mom, and dad didn’t shelter us, they didn’t do it right in front of us either. So, I wasn’t exactly ignorant about sex.

As soon as I got my period, I got the talk, and mom wasn’t even nervous about it. Some moms make it awkward, or use euphemisms like “The birds, and the bees,” cabbage patches, and storks, but not mine. She made it sound all medical, used the proper words like penis, and vulva. Got out the big book of body parts, and explained what was happening to make me feel so gross.

So, I guess that made me feel a little better. At least I knew that some girls were going through the same thing, though most of them were older. I started puberty in 4th grade, so most girls my age were later, and a little more sheltered. I had to wait to talk to them, but then it was mostly bitching about cramps, mood swings, and of course wearing pads in my underwear.

The point is, it wasn’t sexy at all, it was just gross and uncomfortable. For the first 5 years, or so, and that changed when I got to high school. I was 15, and I had red hair. Freckles, and I got teased about them, but not as bad as middle school. I guess most girls outgrew that, but not all of them, and it made me self conscious, a little.

Then, I met Jonny, and at first I thought he was making fun of my name. He said “Paprika,” and that it looked like I got a little on my face. Around my nose, and then he must have seen the look in my eyes, because he said “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you, but I like them.” Meaning my freckles, so then he said “They don’t look like zits at all.”

Oh yeah, and I broke out in middle school. I learned how to take care of my complexion so it cleared up before high school, but I still have some pock marks on my forehead from scratching at it. He was a year ahead of me, so by the time I was a freshmen, he was a sophomore, and he went on. Told me how he always liked me, and kept on talking so sweet. I asked him why he never said anything, and he said “I don’t know, it’s embarrassing, I didn’t know how to talk to girls.”

Finally, he got up the nerve to ask me out, we started dating, and eventually moved onto intimate stuff, but this isn’t really about that. Other than we’re out on a date, and then he took me home. “Huh!” I just had my mind on him, and our relationship. Mom knows about him, but not dad. I mean, he’s a cool dad, and all, but still. I doubt there’s many dads that are cool with their 14 year olds making out, getting fingered, hand jobs, and blow jobs, or even to second base.

I thought I was pretty adventurous just for that, but boy. I had no idea until I heard them in the laundry room. Alan was making these weird noises, but they sounded wrong. It wasn’t until I came around the corner than I saw his head stuck in the dryer. “Oh ohH!” His pants down, and Pepper giggling, but they could see me with their backs turned. Alan’s head stuck in the dryer, his pants down, and pepper gave his bare butt a swat.

“What the hell?” Pepper jumped, and got up. She had to push past me to run down the hall, giggling, but I was so shocked to see this. Well, rubber handle sticking out of my brother, like a tail.

“Uh, Saff I.” He grunted, and the dildo fell out, on the tile floor, where I just stared at it. My eyes, and mouth wide open, just trying to think of something to say. Meanwhile, he turned around, and sat down. His pants still down around his ankles, but he pulled them up over his knees with his underwear.

“Uh, I had no idea you’re gay?” My brain just wasn’t working.

“No, I’m not!” He shook his head, and pushed his back up on the front of the washer. “What’s with you teenagers, and homos, anyway?”

“But,” I looked down at the fake dick with the handle on the floor. Then up at the box of stuff on the top of the washing machine. That had the lid down, but the box was open enough to see stuff sticking out. Like butt plugs, and a bottle of lube.

“But what?” He finished fixing up his pants, and just shrugged. “You don’t have to be gay to enjoy the way it feels, and Pepper’s not a boy.”

“But she’s 9, and she’s your sister!”

“So? She’s almost 10, and you started playing with yourself when you’re that young. Don’t lie.”

“Uh!” I just shook my head, and left, but he was wrong. About that, I didn’t even start thinking about boys, let alone touching myself until I was in middle school. I didn’t know what was freaking me out more, catching my brother with his pants down, or the way he was bent over, with his head in the drier, and I didn’t even get to ask him about that.

Then, I went in my room, and caught Pepper with her panties down. “Uh, don’t you knock?” She threw my phone down, and I grabbed it.

“What are you doing on my phone?” I looked, “Uh, watching strapon porn?” I vaguely remember her asking me if it was fun, to do a boy up the butt. That’s how she said it, but I told her the truth. I never tried it, and sense then I haven’t gotten the chance to ask Johnny if he wanted to try a stinky pinky, but we haven’t even been going out that long.

I wasn’t ready for that, to be honest, so this. All this weird freaky stuff had been going on, god knows how long, and I had no idea. Let alone it had gone that far, so it all hit me all at once, and it was just too much. Then, I heard her giggle, and I found myself, standing there. Watching Lance Hart with his face buried between one girl’s legs, while another one held his legs up, and jammed the smooth black plastic dong right under his nuts.

“Now who’s watching strapon porn?”

“Well?” I shook my head, and paused it. “It’s my phone, and I’m a teenager.”

“So?”

“So? I can’t believe you actually went through with it, and why didn’t you tell me?”

“What, that Alan’s a big bottom that likes it up the butt?”

“And where did you find those sex toys, in mom’s room?” Because I checked. I know, I’m not supposed to go through their things, and it’s just as bad as Pepper using my phone to look up porno, and she started. Well, not just playing with herself, I guess after she nailed Alan, she had to do something, and seeing all that stuff was having the same effect on me.

“Uh!” She rolled her eyes, “You know, the adult bookstore, out by the loop? He’s 18 now, so he can go shopping there, you know.”

I just nodded, and shook my head. “Yeah, but how did you know he was into.” I just held up the phone, not knowing what to even call it, I turned it around to show her, “This?”

“You mean pegging?” She nodded. “Well, you remember the movie Deadpool, when they were going through all the holidays, and then it got to International Women’s Day. Oh, and also Deadpool 2, when he said to get the strapon, so they could make a superbaby, and Vanessa said she didn’t think that’s how it works, but we can try.”

She nodded, so seriously, and it was such a sick dirty joke, I finally let it all out in this crazy laugh that made me think I was going nuts. I shook my head, and sat on the bed to hold it, wondering if I was going to laugh, or cry. Maybe both.

“Well, then” she went on, “He got a strapon, but I wasn’t big enough to fit it, so he had to go back, and buy something else to try, and.”

“How long have you two been doing this?”

“Oh, since his birthday, so.” She thought, but he was born in may so, “Maybe 10 months?” She shook her head, and looked down, then she nodded.

“Huh, so let me get this straight. He got a strapon, for his birthday?”

“No, he got money from the grands, the aunts, and uncles, but since he turned 18, there was a lot.”

“Yeah, it was almost $200.00 bucks.” I’m probably going to get that much towards driver insurance when I turn 15, since I got my learner permit.

“Yeah, so he was old enough to spend it on adult toys.”

“Uh, but. You’re not an adult.”

“I’m almost 10.”

“So, that’s not adult enough.”

“Well, you’re not my mom, so it’s none of your business what I do.”

“Yeah, but. I don’t want to tell them, but I don’t know what else to do, and if dad ever found out.”

“You wouldn’t!”

“I told you.” I didn’t want to.

“I hate you, get out!”

“It’s my room too you know.” But then she just stormed out, slammed the door, and left me there. Still shocked, freaked out, and holding my phone. Still paused on [Lance Hart rimmed, and pegged by step sister, and her best friend.]

“Uh!” I turned it back, sideways so the video filled the screen, and I was just about to minimize it. So I could close it, and clear my history, before mom, and dad got home, but damn it. I was curious, and while I’d never been exposed to anything this freaky before, I only had myself to blame for that.

Honestly, I knew it was out there. Okay, maybe not this exactly, I didn’t know who Lance Hart was, for one thing. I did minimize the video, but instead of clearing the history like I was supposed to. I went back to the search on XNXX. Also, I had the image burned into my retinas from where I paused it.

His legs up in the air, and his balls hanging down over his butt, so I couldn’t see where it was going in, but a big boner in her hand, and his face stuffed in between the other woman’s legs. I mean, I know, they put in words like “Stepsister” to get hits, when neither of them look enough like real siblings, but it’s all fake. It’s just porn, and Riley Reid isn’t really a pizza delivery girl, either. It’s just a convenient story for why she showed up at a black guys house to get gangbanged by a bunch of BBCs, but it’s all really just pretend.

Double penetrated, with another one in her mouth, gagging on it, and if she’s lucky, 2 more to stroke, one in each hand. That’s about the most adventurous stuff I’d looked up, to giggle with my friends, but not with my boyfriend. He’s not into it, but really just “Kinky” stuff like gang bangs, and interracial. Just because we’re talking about a whole lot of cum at the end.

Nothing bisexual? I mean, I’d seen like thumbnails, because girl-girl isn’t gay. According to the porno sites, they’ve got a Gay tab, and even a Trans one if you want to see guys balling each other, or chicks with dicks, but I’d never really explored that far, before. Oh yeah, and that reminded me to check. Sure enough, the search was on the Gay side, which might be why I’d never seen anything like it before, but she put in Lance Hart.

It turns out that’s their favorite porn star, because he’s bi, and he likes femdom, or at least he’s really good at acting, but that boner, though. That wasn’t acting, and we’re only talking about one load of sperm, but still.

“Snh?” I could still smell it, on my hand. From where I caught it when I jerked Johannes off in the back seat, so I could lick it up, while he fingered me to a pretty good orgasm. I was so satisfied when I got home, but then I saw all this. Freaky stuff, and it all came back again. I could smell it, stinking up the room when I couldn’t before. Because Pepper is only 9, almost 10, but still. Barely even started puberty, let alone far enough along to stink up the whole room with her sex.

Which reminded me, when she asked me. “Is it fun?” Well, just looking through the thumbnails, and reading titles like [House Rules, fuck his Ass] and [Cucked and Buttfucked. BI HARDCORE INTERRACIAL] With the last part in all caps for no good reason I could see.

[Lance caught with room mate’s panties.] “Huh!” I finally picked that one, and felt my pinky nail, with my thumb nail. I thought about going back, to search for [Stinky Pinky] but this was good enough for now. I never cut my nails, for fingerbangs, because I have a boyfriend, and he keeps his nails nice and short. I even filed them smooth, so there wasn’t any rough edges for him to bite, when he’s nervous.

She acted upset, when she caught him in her panties. Yeah, porn star, if she could really act then she’d probably be doing something a little more mainstream, but also a brother with a serious toy collection. “Huh!” I didn’t even have a vibrator, I had to borrow a friend’s mom’s, just to try it out. It was okay, but not really all that special. Not to me, but some girls like vibes, and other make do with fingers, or butt plugs.

My brother has a buttplug, I saw it standing up right next to the bottle of lube, and I’m starting to think he’s got a problem, too. He said you don’t have to be gay to enjoy. That kind of stuff. He likes the way it feels though, and he’s even got Pepper involved, but how long has she been gone?

“Ohmygod.” I just stopped the video and got up. “Pepper, Alan?” Went out, but I was relieved to see him in his room. On his bed, with the door wide open, fully clothed, and he even changed his pants, but not his shirt.

“She left, but you’re not going to tell mom, and dad. What you saw?” He sat up, but turned away. Ashamed, and embarrassed, as he should be, but I still didn’t know what to say, or where to start?

He asked me a question, but “I don’t know? I don’t know what else to do, or who to talk to, or where to even start. She told me you bought all those. Things.”

“Yeah, and it’s not sex for her, just so you know.” He put his hands up, and looked at me, but.

“Have you been crying?” I shook my head.

“Snh,” he wiped his eye, “Yeah, I guess a little, but don’t tell dad.” He must have just started, because he looked happy, and satisfied when I just looked in his room. “I know, you might have to talk to mom, just to understand this, when I don’t even understand it, so how could you?”

“Oh,” my sister instinct kicked in, so I sat down next to him, and before I knew it, I was hugging him. “Don’t cry, it’s all right.”

“No it’s not,” he sniffed, “It’s sick, but I can’t help it. She’s so bossy, and. Huh!” He took a ragged breath, and let it out with a shiver, but he left enough to whisper. ‘dominant.’

“Pepper?” I shook my head. “I’m sorry, but I find that a little hard to believe.”

“Well?” He stopped crying, and looked over. “I guess you’ve never seen her like that, and she is pretty good at hiding it…” He looked up, and turned away to stare off across the room. Like grandaddy, remembering the war. “She just gets so.” He shrugged, “Dominant, when she wants to play. She asked me nicely, but then she stopped asking and she threatened me. It was just a game, but then she got serious, and you know? I almost want to let you tell on me, just to see what happens.”

“Asked you what? To nail you with sex toys? She didn’t make you go out, and buy a butt plug.”

“No, but she caught me with it.” he took a deep breath, and sighed. “Huh, my first butt plug. She asked me what it was, and I had to tell her something, but you don’t know what it’s like?”

“Anal?” I shook my head. “I never tried it.”

“No, hiding it. Living with something so secret, and sexy. Just getting away with it is such a turnon, so when I finally got caught. I thought she would make fun of me, but she didn’t. Just curious, and then she wanted to play, and I knew it wasn’t a good idea, but then she got so demanding, and now, she’s an incredibly good little dominatrix.”

“Uh?” I just let go of him, and scooted away. “I, just. Can’t.”

“I know, it’s hard to believe.”

“Oh no. I actually think that I understand that part, but really I can’t believe it took this long to notice all the signs, and put 2 and 2 together.”

“Like what?”

“Well, it’s not the exact same thing with me, but she’s always been curious. Ever since I became sexually active. I thought maybe it was bi-curious, but it turns out that she just liked to look at my body, because it’s like this. Mirror into the future?”

“Well, she is starting puberty, and I knew that female hormones were strong, but I had no idea.”

“Yeah, but it wasn’t sexual. Not between her and me, it was just my boobs, mostly.”

“Well,” he laughed, “You do have pretty big boobs.”

“Uh!” I hit his arm, “No they’re not, I’m just petite. So, they look big on me. Honestly, there’s lots of girls with bigger ones than me at school.”

“Yeah, but not freshmen. You’ve got the biggest bust in 9th grade, and everyone knows it.”

He stopped, and closed his eyes, when I raised my hand. I was this close to slapping him right across the face, but then I remembered Pepper. She just gave him 1 swat, bent over with his head stuffed in the drier, but that was enough to tell me that if I did hit him again, he’d probably like it.

“So,” I let my arm drop, “What’s the deal with the laundry room, anyways?”

“Huh?” he just blinked, and relaxed, but he looked a little disappointed. “Oh well, when I got home from school, I cleaned my room.” I looked around, just noticing that the dirty clothes were missing from the floor, “But then when that finished, I found a load of clothes in the drier. Pepper came in with my box of toys, and yelled at me for going through your underwear.”

“Uh!” I shook my head, “But, there’s no underwear in there. You have to wash them separate.”

“I know, they’re hand wash only.”

“So, you have been going through my undies.” I’m not upset at all, but that’s only because I was just watching Lance Hart. In his room-mate’s underwear, with a boner when she walked in. Yelled at him, and started making him put on a bright red corset, and it fit him, because it wasn’t real, it was just pretend for the porno. Before I realized that Pepper had been gone long enough to get back into. Dirty stuff with him before he told me that she’d run off alone. Because I yelled at her, when I’m usually not that kind of sister.

We used to be best friends, and we could tell each other everything. I thought she still did, so I had no idea that she even had such a big secret to keep, but now that I have a chance to think about it.

“She’s not even our real sister, you know.”

“Well, half sister, but that doesn’t make it right.”

“Oh yeah? Then how did she get black hair, and brown eyes?” I looked up, from his blue to the short blonde scruff mussed up from having his head stuffed face first into my clean laundry.

I shook my head, “You know?” He shook his head back. “Well, I guess they didn’t tell you then. We were kinda young when they had some trouble. With the marriage, I must have still been in diapers, so you were 5, or six when it happened?”

“What happened?”

“Well, isn’t it obvious? Dad left to go cool off, and they were starting to talk about divorce. Mom got lonely, and in a moment of weakness, she slept with her boss.”

“Oh, so Mr. Sutcliffe’s Pepper’s biological father?”

“No, she wasn’t working at Sutcliffe Engineering yet.” She’s a draftsman, so she does blueprints, for architects, and stuff. On computers now, but she still has her old table we can use for Geometry homework, or stuff like that. It’s really handy, when you’re taking geometry at school, or at least when Alan did. I’m not there yet.

“Now what are you thinking about?” I actually managed to giggle a little.

“It’s weird, but mom’s old drafting table.”

“Yeah, it’s great how you can tip it up to whatever angle you want to, huh?”

“Huh?” I shook my head, “No, that’s not what I was thinking,” but then he said it, and now I can’t help thinking about that. “Ugh, you’re so dirty minded!” but it was rubbing off on me, so I left. Went back down to the laundry room, since he reminded me that I’d left a load of colors in the drier, while we went to school.

“Ugh!” It’s hard to believe that, he had so much hair on his head, after so much came off on my pants. Well, tights, but it was clean and dry. So, I just shook them off, and folded them. Tried to concentrate on that, what I was doing, but it’s not like folding laundry takes that much concentration.

Also, it was right there, where I first saw my brother and sister. I think I was getting flashbacks, I kept shaking them out of my head, only for them to come right back, and realizing that I’d already been thinking dirty things this whole time. Like “Leaving a load in the drier.”

“Snh? Huh!” Good, my left hand still smelled like sperm, and spit from licking it up. I looked over my shoulder again, just in case he walked in on me this time, but it kinda serves me right. So, I pulled my dirty undies down, and let out the sex smell I’d been building up, even before John pulled over to the makeout spot.

“Huh, snh? Huh.” Of course, it was a lot closer in the car. Hot, muggy, and intimate once we started steaming up the windows, and heavy breathing, but even that wasn’t enough to forget the new stuff, I was just discovering. It was just so normal, and clean, when I already wanted to start getting a little dirtier, but he didn’t want me to touch his butt.

“Smuip?” I looked down, and my wet shiny fingernail, and decided that I should probably just grab my clothes. Cut my nails, or at least the smallest one to finally explore where no one had gone before. My back door, and too bad he didn’t leave a load in the drier for me, but.

“Huh! He’s your brother!”

“I know,” of course he came down, “But thanks for emptying out the drier.”

“Uh!” I just wiped my pinky off on my skirt, and grabbed the clothes basket. ran out before he smelled me stinking up the laundry room, and practically ran through the kitchen. With my underwear on top. My dirty stinky, sexy underwear. “Snh?” I didn’t even have to lift up the basket to my face to smell it, but I did it anyway.

“Is that gay?” I stopped at the bottom of the stairs, and held the basket out to the side. To watch where I was going, as much as to hold them away from my face. my nose, and. “I must be going crazy talking to myself, but it’s so messed up. No, it’s officially fucked up.” A little late to watch my language, and even think in childish terms like screwing, boffing, banging, nailing, and “Fucking him up the ass? Huh!” I just dropped the basket, and ran my hands up my legs. Bunched my skirt up to my hips, only this time. Instead of feeling between them, I just kept going back.

“Hhuh, you like my ass? Yeah, I know you just love my big fat tits, but.” I turned around. “Check it out.” In the mirror. “Oh god, I’ve got such a tight fuckable butt, don’t you think?”

“Yeah.”

“Uh, Pepper?” I looked around, our own room, we’d been sharing for almost a decade, before I found out how little I actually knew her.

“You always did, I’m glad you finally noticed too.” She turned, and set the box down on the dresser. “Uh, you want to give me a little privacy? I’m still horny as fuck, since you interrupted, and kicked me out.”

“Well? I uh.” Turned to the basket, and tucked my dirty panties down the side. “I uh. I still have a lot of laundry to fold, so you don’t mind if I stick around, and watch?” As good an excuse as any, but I’m starting to think that this isn’t working. Just trying to figure it out on my own, when honestly, I never was that good at thinking about sex, in the first place.

It’s just hard to admit to yourself that you have a lot to learn, from your little sister. “Suit yourself.” She pulled her panties down first, and I sniffed, but I couldn’t smell her over my sexy stink, drowning out everything else in the room. “No, don’t shut the door. I uh. Hear you’re becoming quite the little dominatrix.”

“Yeah? Well, I guess you could call it that.” She smirked, but it was such a dirty little grin, i had to laugh.

“Well, why didn’t you tell me before?”

“Because I tried to. I asked you about your sex life, but you never wanted to talk about it.”

“Well, it was private.” I shook my head.

“So, we kept it private.” Well, it was incest. Even if she is just our half sister.

“Uh, besides you asked me if it was fun to do a boy up the ass, and I didn’t know, because I never tried that before.” You know what? It felt kind of nice, just to say up the ass to my little sister. I didn’t realize how much I stressed out over that. Not just that, but everything? I mean I was just trying to protect her, because I thought she was too young to understand my petty little love life. When all along, she was going even further than I ever dared to.

“So, what did you think? When you finally got there?”

“Where?” She didn’t even open up the box. She just sat there, holding it in her lap with her panties down around her ankles, but her knees together.

“Uh, you know, anal?”

“Oh, no.” I shook my head, “Jonny’s not into that.”

“So? He’s your boyfriend too. I mean, you’re his girlfriend, but he’s your boyfriend too. So, if he gets what he wants, then you should get what you want too.” Well, he just wanted to go all the way, but I’m still not ready for that. “It’s only fair, you just have to put your foot down.” all though, what she was saying was starting to make a lot more sense. If he wants my cherry so bad, then what’s a little think like a stinky pinky in return?

I looked down at her feet, and her pink cotton panties, bunched up around her shoes. “Huh!” I threw the top, that I had held up over my chest, for no good reason. As if she hadn’t seen me naked, growing up, with bloody panties when I got my period, and getting up from taking a piss so she could have a turn on the toilet. Taking baths together, hell I even changed her diapers, and wiped her butt when she crapped them.

“Saff, Saffy?” She grinned. “What do you want?”

I put my foot down, “Take those off.” I pointed.

She looked down, leaned out over the box, and held her feet out. “My undies?”

“Don’t play dumb with me.” I grabbed them, and yanked them off her feet. One of her she’s came off too, I was so rough I even surprised myself, but then I had them. Up in my face, literally right in front of my nose, so I could just barely smell her young hairless snatch, mixed with the sexy stink of my own.

“Snh? Huh.”

She giggled, and lay back on the bed. Spreading her legs, so her skirt slipped up over her knees, and bunched up over her tummy.

“Oh, oh Pepper!” And that’s just how it started…

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Author

I’m sorry, I don’t mean to tease you, but I really have to change Point of View. Normally, I switch halfway between if the chapters are short enough, but this one ran on long. So, I’m going to have to go on in Part II…

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