longer faced another. I made my way over to the corner of the office where there was a wooden rocking chair. I made myself comfortable in the chair and began to rock back and forth. We chatted about movies, and music for a while, but eventually all that talk became boring. Soon after my sister Amy entered the room, she had a large smile stretched across her face. Kyle heard her enter and he tuned to face her, as he faced me when I entered.

“Hey mom and I are going to the mall with Lynn for a couple hours, do you want to go?” Amy asked Kyle, who looked somewhat uninterested. I hoped he would say no, my selfish yearning of conversing with him more.

“No you three go ahead, I’ll stay behind, ask your brother if he wants to go.” Kyle replied. Kyle turned to me, expressionless, as did Amy.

“Do you want to do Kevin?” Amy asked.

“Would it be okay if I stay behind, I’m not feeling up to fighting the people at the mall.” I replied.

“No I don’t mind at all” Amy said, “Is it okay with you if he stays Kyle?” Amy asked.

“Oh I don’t mind, we can find something to do here.” Kyle said.

When Kyle said, “we can find something to do here” the stirring in my groin began to resume from the other day. I know he did not mean it as a sexual gesture, but I so wanted it to be. Once I knew she and my mother had left I knew I would have a couple of hours to get some kind of sexual conversation out of Kyle. I pondered the pros and cons of the situation. Of course the pros would be getting Kyle horny enough that maybe he would flash me some cock, and the cons were, getting in trouble cause after all he was married to my sister. But at the time the pros seemed like a better path to take. So I removed myself from the rocking chair and paced the office, glancing at the posters and pictures that hung on the walls. A large book shelf piled with DVDs’ lined the opposite wall from me, so I walked over to the shelf, passing Kyle in his chair who I believed was oblivious to the idea I was still in the room, and filed though the movies. None seemed to be a bit interesting, a lot of old eighties films that I had never heard of. Then I struck gold, a movie that was sure to strike up a sexual conversation, American Pie. I picked the movie from the shelf and walked over to Kyle’s side, where he stopped his game play and looked up at me.

“What’s that you got there?” Kyle asked.

“Ah just a movie, a very relatable movie.” I replied.

Vote: Total Votes: 22 Steamy (1 vote) Hot (2 votes) Blazing (3 votes)

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