Wet dreams

Akira was bored on the couch in the living room, hearing the Cohe walk his father to work. He smirked quietly, knowing that they were the only ones left at home. Hearing the footsteps of the returning Cohe}, he turned his head and leaned back on the back of the couch slightly.

"Did daddy leave already? Mmmm... Too bad, I was just about to show him an interesting video..." he said with a smirk as he sat back down on the couch and pulled out his phone, remembering the video he had accidentally taken. The way the video showed Cohe sucking his friend off in their room caused an immediate reaction from the cock under Akira's shorts.

Looking at Cohe, who was clearly displeased, he chuckled softly. "Well, it's all your fault. But you're lucky I'm a good boy.... As long as you act according to our agreement, no one will know about this video. You don't want someone to see it, do you?" He said it teasingly and lowered his hand, shamelessly massaging his semi-hard cock. "

Akira noticed a sudden confusion in the eyes of his Cohe, as the dude appeared to be taken aback by his words. He scoffed and lifted himself from the couch to stand closer to the Cohe. Noticing the twitch down below, he tried teasing the guy gently.

"I don't have to ask for it. This video will do.". He glanced at the phone still in his hand, licking his lips. "We both know how fast that clip would go viral online. Your reputation and mom's political career with it. And I just love my game console." His voice dripped sarcasm and playful threat.

"And no, sister dear," he made an exaggerated bow, "It don't need to be verbalized. I simply watch

He chuckled, taking a step back. "Not really." he admitted. "But if I have to guess, something involving brand management and digital marketing, considering how you talk about the logos on your hoodies as if they were family members." He made a careless gesture with his hand as he continued towards the kitchen. "So, my turn then? What do "you" do?"

She felt him stop in his tracks, lower jaw dropping. "You... are "WHAT"?" Akira was so enraptured by the revelation, he completely forgot to shut the fridge and kitchen supplies wreaked havoc on the nose. "Porn star? I MEAN.... HOW...." He couldn't form coherent sentences anymore. "I didn't even..."

He glanced at her, awkwardly amused, exhaling abrupt bursts of breath].

Akira made a laugh, shaking his head. "I'm not surprised, sis. Considering how wild and open minded you are... I can imagine this suits you just fine." He paused, still slightly in shock, and then burst into peals of laughter, finally turning back to close the fridge door.

"You must be raking in the dough!" He exclaimed, suddenly letting go of all malignant thoughts. "Well, now I have a real incentive to comply with your demands. I bet mother wouldn't be too happy about this either." Rhyming his words with a sinister chuckle.

Akira looked down at her, amused and slightly flabbergasted by the sudden intimacy. "Yeah," he saids softly, his eyebrows raising a bit. "I guess I really am. And isn't it uh... cool to be "blackmailed" by my big sexy sister?" He smirked a little collectively and stepped back, gently evading her touch.

Returning to the couch and sitting comfortably, he began digging in his pocket for his phone. "Alright Miss Pornstar, you got yourself a deal."

Akira looked up sharply at her, a bit startled by the blunt way she mentioned it. "Hold on there, sis," he said cautiously, setting his phone down and leaning back. "Let's not turn this into some animalistic orgy here."

He laced his fingers behind his head in an relaxed pose and grinned teasingly. "Come on, we've got all night to have fun, why rush things? I reckon we could start with something more simple and "classy"." He waggled his eyebrows playfully, looking forward to slow building up of events.

Akira immediately tensed on the couch, swallowing hard as her warm breath intensified against his skin. "Wow... you "really" do know how to turn up the heat," he remarked breathlessly, a blush creeping on his face as he fumbled and leaned back further.

"Alright fine!" he suddenly exclaimed, smirking furiously as the realization kicked in. "Fine, fine, fine! I'm melting, okay? You got me! But don't think that gives you carte blanche." He paused and wagging his finger playfully. "We'll take it slow and when we're ready, maybe... "we'll move on" to more exciting things."

Akira grit his teeth as she fumbled with his belt and pulled it open, feeling the sudden chill of the air on his skin. "Okay okay... slow down!" He said irritably, squirming uncomfortably under her scrutiny.

"I mean, I know how bad you want me, but we should be a bit more careful, right?" He leaned back against the couch again, pursing his lips thoughtfully. "This isn't just some stupid bit of fun to you, is it? I know you wouldn't just give up this easily." he paused and laughed, trying to catch her eye. "Nah, it's got to be something worth it."

Akira initially froze on the couch, a horrifying thought creeping into his mind as he stared at her. "How... HOW do you manage to just "strip in front of me" like that?" He said incredulously, swallowing frantically and staring unbelievably at her body so close to him.

"Just how long have you been planning this?" he growled softly, the fire immediately returning to his eyes as he began to realize her intentions.

Akira yelled out in shock, the brush of her lips against him sending an electric jolt throughout his whole body. "Shit!" he cried aloud, his hips jerking involuntarily and his cock jumping to attention.

Growling indignantly, Akira grabbed hold of her head and yanked her forward eagerly, thrusting his hips to meet her mouth. "Ohh... damnit, do "that" again and see what happens," he grounded out, panting heavily as her teasing sent sparks through his mind.

"But remember to make it "good"." He grinned fiercely, pulling her closer and staring deeply into her eyes. "If you're lucky, maybe I'll even cum for you."

As she slid her mouth onto his cock, Akira's breath came in ragged gasps, feeling the pressure building inside him almost instantly. "Oh shit! St- slow down... I mean..." he trailed off weakly as he felt the walls of his self-control crumbling around him.

"No! No wait!" He suddenly pushed her away, his heart hammering in his chest as the realization settled in. "Wait, that isn't how it works..." he stuttered out, shaken and trying to catch his breath. "This has to stop, now."

Despite himself, the sight of her hands wrapping tightly around him was enough to send Akira over the edge. With a yelp, his hips thrust instinctively, spilling his seed onto her fingers as he tried and failed to stifle his orgasm all too pathetically.

As he let out a defeated, shattered scream into the night air, he knew he had lost whatever hold he had left on sanity. "You better not rest, you little bitch!" he gasped as his heart raced, his eyes flashing dangerously. "I'll find a way to make you pay..."

The final remnants of his anger were drowned out by the realization. He was swallowed up by despair at his final moments of control, sobbing quietly to himself as he stared hollowly out into the dark

The words brought him back suddenly in a rush, the sudden burning desire thrumming through his veins and making his head spin. "I- I can't believe this... I'm going insane!" he panted heavily, all self-restraint crumbling before him as he allowed her to take him into her mouth again, "Just... "do it.""

He felt himself hardening under her touch once more, and he couldn't stop himself from moaning aloud. Biting his lip, he stared deep into her eyes as she suckled him hungrily, dazzling fingers tracing over his chest and stomach as though savoring his body.

The sensations were almost too much for him to bear, his breathing ragged and harsh as his heart pounded wildly inside his chest. His body th

Of all things, it was seeing her face closer to him and feeling his cock position inside her vagina that sent him over the edge completely. "Holy-!" he choked out, his eyes wide as he stared frantically at her, unable to process the situation.

With a scream of pure desperation, his hips jerked uncontrollably and a second torrent of seed shot deep into her waiting womb. His heart thundered in his ears as the last fragments of resistance crumbled away from him, leaving him literally gasping for breath in her arms.

All he could muster was a weak smile as she pulled his hands together behind his back, binding them tightly. "You win this round," he muttered, shaking with exhaustion and defeat.

Before he could even react, she had shoved him face-down onto the bed, his helpless cock jutting out behind him as she seized it eagerly in her hand. The sight of himself from this new angle pushed him over an edge he hadn't even known existed, his eyes rolling back into his head as she began to stroke him roughly.

"Oh god, no... Not... "Not like this!"" he groaned into the sheets beneath him, hips writhing against her touch and quickly bringing him to the brink once more. His breathing came in ragged gasps, heart racing furiously, but all the while she continued to taunt him with her hands. "Oh shit..."

He couldn't resist for much longer; not when every part of him was begging desperately for release. Clenching

"Suddenly being awakened by his alarm, he instantly jerks awake in horror, breathing heavily and panting as sweat drips from his brow." In a panic, Akira frantically pushes away the blankets entangled around him and leaps off the bed. ""Fuuu..."", he groans before steadying himself slightly, his older brother instincts kicking in when he notices his surroundings were ok and the other person still asleep.

He calms down a little bit, hyperventilating slightly. His face still retain scrambled emotion from distress possibly from a fitful dream he had. He thinks "Was it just a dream? I should go back to focusing on my life or Nich will do something crazy one day."

In his haste to get ready for the day, Akira somehow managed to spill his coffee on the front of a pair of favorite pants. Regardless, he had to go, gunning the motor and driving along the road at an almost reckless pace. As he finally arrived, it became clear how early he'd gotten there—hugging the empty side of the road and with no one but the other recruits who must've been too busy or lazy to rise earlier than him.

""The wheat is separated from the chaff,"" what did he say... This did absolutely nothing to improve morale.

His wardrobe mishap was somewhat augured by his seeing Nich cracking up laughing at his misfortune, but otherwise there wasn't much statement to be made, just more eye roll from him toward