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Backdoor Brother

© 2012 Raminar Dixon

This work of fiction is intended for mature audiences only. All characters represented within are eighteen years of age or older and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This work is property of Raminar Dixon, please do not reproduce illegally.

“Your step-brother is so hot,” Karen said, while peering over at the strapping young man about to dive into the glimmering swimming pool.

“Oh, shut up!” Heather said to her good friend, and adjusted the top on her colorful, striped bikini.

“Is he gay? I mean, he doesn’t have a girlfriend, right? If I didn’t know he was your step-brother, I’d think you two would make a cute couple!”

Heather looked appalled, and replied, “Mark? Uh, no. He’s not gay. I don’t think he is, at least. He had a girl over a few weeks ago.”

“Just because he had a girl over doesn’t mean anything,” Karen said, turning her gaze back to the pool as Mark splashed down into the deep end.

“I don’t know what they were doing,” Heather said, absent-mindedly spreading the shiny tanning lotion across her flat belly. “They went up to his bedroom and stayed up there for a while, though.”

“Ooh. Did you hear them fucking?” Karen asked, and adopted an eager expression.

“Eww, that’s just gross, Karen. He’s my step-brother.”

But she had heard them. The thought of it made Heather’s pussy tingle underneath her skin-tight bikini bottoms. All night long, she had sat in the living room of their apartment and listened to the steady and rhythmic thudding of the bed and the muted, heavy breathing and moans of the girl her step-brother was fucking. She had always thought Mark was attractive, but until that night she had never thought about him…like that.

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