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Busted By My Stepbrother
     
    Meg
     
    Jimmy wasn’t the hottest guy I knew, but he was close, and having him in my bedroom while my family was out was a score I wasn’t going to let go to waste.  I loved summer vacation and all the freedom that came with it.  College classes were done, I had the house to myself during the days, and at the moment, all the hot throbbing cock I could suck.  Life just couldn’t get a hell of a lot better, really.
     
    Actually, that wasn’t entirely true, it was going to get a lot better in a few minutes when I worked this steel pole I’d been licking between my legs and sat on it.  Just the thought of how hard I was going to get fucked in a few minutes had me dripping wet, and Jimmy had barely even touched me.  I might be a virgin at the moment, but I was so ready to lose that label.  I honestly don’t know why I waited so long to agree to go all the way with a  guy, especially since I love oral sex so much.  I think it’s because I was afraid that once I tried it I’d become some kind of a sex addict or something. 
     
    Anyway, today was the day I was going to give it up to Jimmy, and it felt like my very core was quivering in anticipation.
     
    Suddenly there was a crashing noise and I felt Jimmy’s body stiffen, and not just the part that was supposed to be stiff.  I froze, covers over my head and cock still between my lips, but it was obvious something was wrong because Jimmy’s hand was no longer forcing my head deeper along his shaft.  I pulled myself off and flipped the covers aside to turn and spy the source of the sound.  My mouth dropped open and my hand went automatically to cover it as I tried to wipe away the saliva and precum that I could feel was dripping from my lips.
     
    Standing in my doorway, staring at us, was the one guy I knew that was hotter than Jimmy. 
     
    My stepbrother, Nathan.  And he was holding his phone in front of him as I heard the familiar sound of the camera going off.
     
     
    Nathan
     
     
    I was pretty happy when I left work early, pleased at getting everything done that needed doing in order to give me a few hours of alone time before my parents or stepsister got home.  Don't get me wrong, I do love my family, but sometimes a guy just needs a bit of alone time.  I was done college but working at a shitty retail job while I figured out my next move, and although I would have liked to move out and get my own place, now just wasn’t the time.  Unfortunately, that meant I’d have to put up living with my dad, his wife and her sometimes annoying daughter.  She wasn’t even old enough to drink yet, but she was in college at least, so that meant she wasn’t home that often.  Unfortunately, during the summer it seemed like she was home all the time, and I needed a bit of a break.
     
    Meg isn't a bad kid, I suppose.  She just has a tendency to get in the way of things.  Specifically, my sex life.  During the year I got used to having the house to myself and girls coming over, but with her around all the time now I’ve had to put a hold on that for the most part, worried she’d rat me out to our folks.  Not that she’s an angel, and I have no idea if she actually would tell on me, but I don’t want to put it to the test. 
     
    I've seen the way she dresses, and I can tell you she's no stranger to having boys in her bedroom, but I couldn’t prove it, and I’m sure our parents couldn’t either or I would have heard the yelling all the way across town at work.  Still, something about the way she looks at me slyly whenever our parents bring up the topic of us behaving when they aren’t around makes me wonder what exactly she has going on.
     
    Her mom has never been much of a disciplinarian, and her real dad is a complete tool that doesn't lift a finger to help.  Even my dad had to start chipping in for tuition, although I know he thinks she should get a part time job and pay for it herself.  At least as much as she