Thread: Wimpy older brother

Hello, I'm new here, this is an original story I wrote. If you're interested in this topic maybe we can collaborate and I'll send the rest. Im in my room doing my extra credit assignment, I cant wait to see if I can actually get an A in anatomy as science is my weakest subject, all the other classes Im doing well in because frankly I have nothing to do but go to school come home and study. I dont have any friends to distract me from my studies, and no plans for the weekends when I come home, only me and the books. The only real distraction I have is my younger sister who always flaunts her athletic body in front of me and makes me feel inferior to her in every way reminding me that I may have the book smarts, but that in the real world I will have to work hard for everything while things are just handed to her because of her beauty and charm. I already know its true sitting uncomfortable in my room in jeans that are too tight and press up against my crotch, and riding up so high when I sit that you can see my socks up to my ankles I know whenever there is money to be spent in the house, you get first dibs and new clothes, while I get nothing, you truly are the favored child. As I try to memorize the bones of the human body I am jarred from my concentration by you listening to music loudly in your room. I yell from my desk, Shadda turn it down Im trying to study, but you keep it loud, clearly ignoring me as I know very well you can hear me. I really need to get this studying done, so I think about going to your room to ask you in person to turn it off, but I freeze as I think of the consequence which is probably going to be you telling me to fuck off and laugh at me as I leave tail between my legs emasculated by not being able to tell my own younger sister what do to. I decide that the music is unbearable and that I should probably take my chances and ask you. I go to her door and knock as hard as I can, and again she ignores me, I am already starting to feel a little inferior not to mention intimidated. Asking her to turn the music off is like a nerd asking his bully for his lunch money back, the result is usually humiliation and more pain, but I decide I have to try. I open the door and see you sitting there legs crossed on your bed reading on of your teen magazines, your legs look gorgeous and intimidating to me, with your green knee high athletic socks extended all the way up not doing a thing to conceal the clearly defined leg muscles under them. I have to find my voice and say Shadda please I have a lot of studying to do can you please turn it down you look at me for a brief second and tell me, No, and close the door when I get out. I expected a little bit of consideration, and feel powerless by how quickly and abruptly you dismissed me. At the same time I cant feel a little turned on by how little you care about my feelings and how defiant you are towards me, whereas most sisters would respect their brothers feelings and try to be somewhat accommodating you clearly dont give a shit about me. I take a step closer and say Shadda I really need to study turn it down!! You get up off the bed and step right into my face, I have to look up because puberty is a bitch and even though 2 years younger you stand 2 inches taller than me. Your beautiful face looks like a goddess as you tell me I told you no, now go fuck yourself!, I start to feel a little intimidated at this point and try to back up a little, as you say, not quick enough and push me, against my weak body your athletic body sends me crashing into the wall and I get a glimpse of your whole body, your sexy legs, your small shorts, your tea shirt, and you in general looking like an amazon beauty, a hot speciment that I have no control over at all. As I was still trying to recover from the shove against the wall you come right up to me and bring your strong leg right into my crotch as hard as you can