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  He leaned in, feeling Luciana’s breasts push against him. Their lips met, and it was as though a sexual connection had been opened. Their bodies could speak directly now, without having to waste time on words and nuance.

  Ben flicked his tongue into her mouth and felt Luciana slowly writhe against him, grinding her crotch against his as though trying to rub her clothes off. He kissed her for longer than he’d kissed Jessie or Mika. One of his hands cupped the bottom edge of her breast, squeezing around the base of it. He felt Luciana’s hand on his leg, slowly slipping toward greener pastures.

  A full minute went by before Luciana finally pulled back. She smiled at him as though he’d just passed a test, and slowly combed her fingers through her jet black hair.

  “Good.” She nodded slightly. “That was good, Ben.”

  “Thank you,” he said, grinning. “I thought so too.”

  Luciana stepped back over to him and began softly jabbing her finger against his chest as she spoke.

  “I need you to be watching all of the Juliettes,” she said. “And feeling for which of them you have the most chemistry with.”

  “Got it.”

  “It’s not going to be easy. In fact, it’s probably going to be really, really hard.”

  “Got it.”

  “And don’t feel like you can’t come to me, if… you feel like you need to blow off some steam after rehearsal.”

  “Got… it.” Ben raised an eyebrow at Luciana. She was frowning at him, her face stern and authoritative. He couldn’t decide whether or not he’d heard her meaning right.

  “Now get out of here,” she said. “I still have work to get done.”

  She gave him a forceful push toward the door. Ben stared at her for a half second longer and then headed off.

  CHAPTER 7

  Ben was surprised to find people waiting for him outside. Mika and Jessie stood, glaring at each other, at the bottom of the stairs. He barely had time to wave to them before both began talking at once, trying to drown out each other’s voice.

  “Ben!” shouted Jessie. “What are you doing after-“

  “Let’s walk home together,” said Mika. “Wouldn’t that be-“

  “-go and get some food if we wanted.”

  It was an incomprehensible mess of words and advances. Ben cleared his throat and scowled when both girls continued trying to be heard over each other.

  “Enough!” he finally snapped. “What the hell?”

  Mika flinched back slightly, but Jessie continued on as though he hadn’t said anything.

  “I just wanted to see if you wanted to hang out at my place, Ben,” said Jessie. She stepped in closer to him and slid her hand over his crotch, emphasizing a meaning that had already been clear enough from her tone.

  “Hey! No!” Mika chimed in, frowning and shaking her head. “You would much rather see my home, right Ben? And my room, Ben… I have a very comfy bed.”

  She grabbed onto his arm, as though she was going to wrestle him out of Jessie’s grasp. Ben’s scowl deepened, and he pushed forward, pulling away from both girls.

  “Look, this is ridiculous,” he said. “I’m not going to be seduced into picking one of you over the other.”

  “Ben,” said Mika, softly. “Maybe we should talk alone for a few minutes? You seem tense. I can help you calm down.”

  She walked up behind him and pulled him into a reverse embrace, letting her small breasts push against Ben’s shoulders. It felt kind of hot, and something about her voice made him consider it for a second.

  “No,” he said. “Enough.”

  “But between me and the big-boned redhead over there, the choice is pretty-“

  “Hey!” Jessie stomped over and pulled Mika off of Ben. “You watch what you say, you little skank.”

  “Take it easy!” Ben stepped in between the two girls. “Both of you need to calm the fuck down.”

  They went silent for a moment, and he seized on the opportunity.

  “I’m going to be fair when it comes to picking who plays Juliette,” he said. “I’m not going to give it to one of you over the other based on who throws themselves at me. Acting skill is the only thing that matters here.”

  Mika opened her mouth to interject and then saw his face, and immediately pulled back from it.

  “You’re both beautiful,” said Ben. “And trust me, there is nothing I’d rather do than, uh, succumb to your advances. But it’s not going to change my decision in the end.”

  His explanation appeared to do the job. He started walking again, and neither girl chased after him aggressively. Jessie called out to him one last time, but with less forcefulness than she’d had before.

  “But where are you going?” she asked.

  “Home,” he said. “To have dinner with my family.”

  He made the walk in good time, and thought about Mika and Jessie on the way. He was a teenager, and they were, as he’d told them, both very attractive girls. It would be so easy to draw out the selection, to find time to talk to each of them alone, and to do more than just talk.

  Ben frowned and shook his head. He couldn’t let himself think like that. It felt wrong and sleazy, and besides, he didn’t really need their affections, not when he had the intimacy treatment and his mother to fall back on.

  His frown deepened. He hadn’t thought about what Alina being home would mean for that. And worse, she’d be on almost the exact same schedule as him, with rehearsal at the same time each weekday. How would he and his mom find time for his treatments? And more importantly, would having Alina back around the house affect his mom’s attitude on the therapy?

  He sped up as he turned onto his street, crossing over to his house. He walked over the lawn and made his way inside through the front door.

  “Mom, Alina,” he said. “I’m home.”

  “Ben!” Alina was smiling from ear to ear as she walked over to him from the living room. “Mom must be out shopping. I haven’t seen her yet.”

  “Oh,” he said. “So it’s just you here, right now?”

  The question came out sounding odd, and only served to highlight the strange, new tension that had developed between the two of them during Alina’s time away at college. She nodded slowly, folding her arms across her cleavage and her red blouse.

  “Yep.” She walked over to the couch and sat down, patting the cushion next to her. “Come on. We can catch up for a bit while we wait.”

  CHAPTER 8

  It had been two full years since Alina had spent more than a couple of days back home. She graduated and almost immediately began traveling. When the college semester started, she was two states away from Pinecross, absorbed in her studies. For most of the breaks and vacations from school, she returned to traveling, only making token appearances for Thanksgiving and Christmas.

  This had led to her and Ben growing apart, and more importantly, Ben growing up behind her back. She was still his older sister, but she was no longer his big sister. He’d grown up, and sitting next to her on the couch, it felt as though Alina was taking in the full extent of his growth spurt with her eyes.

  “How have you been?” she asked. Ben shrugged.

  “Good enough, I suppose,” he said.

  “It’s so hard to believe that you’ve graduated.” She shook her head and smiled. “Man, time seriously flies when you start to get older.”

  “You aren’t older, yet,” said Ben. “You’re only 20. You can’t even buy beer yet.”

  Alina flashed him a wry smile.

  “In a couple of months I can,” she said.

  A few seconds of silence went by. Ben tried not to stare at her. She’d learned a lot in her time away, and a large part of it had been in how to present herself. Alina was a natural beauty, but with the right amount of makeup, and the right outfit, it was almost obscene how enticing she could make herself look.

  “What about you?” he asked. “How are things at college?”

  “About how you’d expect,” she said. “It�
��s a massive relief to be home, and to not have to worry about studying for a while.”

  “I bet.”

  Alina crossed her arms and gave him a considering look.

  “The last time I heard from mom,” she said, slowly. “She told me that you were addicted to some silly video game.”

  Ben blushed.

  “Ah, right,” he said. “Valenfall. I was pretty depressed for the first week or two of summer. I… kind of lost touch with things.”

  “But you’re better now?” she asked.

  “Yeah,” he said. “I guess I am.”

  “What changed?”

  Ben fidgeted slightly. He didn’t want to mention his therapy, even in the vaguest sense. But he also didn’t want to lie to Alina. The two of them had always been straight with each other. But this wasn’t something he could ever openly admit to her.

  The front door opened, sparing him from the inquisition. Alexa wore the same outfit she’d had on earlier, except with a long, tan skirt in place of the shorts. She was humming softly, and flashed a broad smile when she saw Alina sitting on the couch.

  “I’m so glad that we have you back, Alina.” She almost threw the groceries onto the kitchen table in her rush to make her way over. “I’ve missed you so much!”

  “Hey, mom!” Alina grinned and stood up. The two of them laughed and hugged. Ben felt a warm sensation spreading across his chest. It was nice to have his sister back. It made the house feel warmer, adding a sense of coziness to the space under the roof.

  “Come on, Ben!” called Alina. “Group hug!”

  Ben made his way over to him and slipped in underneath their arms. His mom let out a nervous giggle, and suddenly all he could think about was how close she was to him, and how close Alina was. He thought about his therapy that morning, his mom slowly working her hands along his cock, how close he’d come to spraying his cum all over her.

  “Alright!” Alina pulled back just in time, letting Ben get the space his lower half needed to calm down.

  “It’s just so good to have you back!” repeated Alexa.

  “Here, I’ll help you put away groceries,” said Alina.

  Ben disappeared into the living room, happy to have some time alone while the two of them caught up.

  CHAPTER 9

  Ben spent some time watching TV, and then a few minutes after that rehearsing his lines. He thought about asking Alina to rehearse with him, but the idea of her playing Juliette made him feel an uncomfortable mix of emotions.

  So instead, he mentally reviewed the script. His mom made dinner early that night, and when she called him, he hurried down to the dining room table and found a seat.

  “Homemade sushi and seafood!” announced his mom. “Alina’s favorite.”

  “Aw, thanks mom,” she said. “I also figured we could cuddle and watch a movie after we got done. Like we always used to when I was younger.”

  “Of course,” said Alexa.

  Looking at his mom and his sister, it was hard to see a resemblance between the two, and for good reason. Alina was adopted by her mother as a baby, before Ben had entered the picture. It was a striking coincidence that both of them were so beautiful, each in their own, separate way.

  “So you didn’t know that Ben was going to be in the play?” asked his mom.

  Ben had drifted off into his own thoughts, but the sound of his name pulled him back into the conversation.

  “No,” said Alina, smiling. “I had no idea. But I guess it makes sense that he’d be interested I theater, too. We all are.”

  “Yes…” said Alexa, slowly. “Luciana, of all people, is directing.”

  “I know that two of you don’t get along, but she isn’t so bad,” said Alina.

  “What role did she give you?”

  Alina hesitated and laughed uncomfortably.

  “Well, she tried me out as Juliette,” she said.

  There was a second of silence around the table that stretched on for what felt like an eternity. Alexa looked back and forth between Ben and Alina. Ben kept his eyes locked on the sushi.

  “Well, that must have been…interesting,” she said. “I mean, with your brother playing Romeo, it would mean the two of you would have to, well, you know…”

  Ben watched his mom blush and felt his own embarrassment frothing in his chest. Alina lifted the glass of water she had next to her plate, clinking it against the edge and making noise as she did.

  “Yeah,” she said, quickly. “But I think Luciana will probably end up giving the role to one of the other girls.”

  “Let’s hope so,” said Alexa. “For Ben’s sake, as much as yours.”

  They all shared an awkward laugh, more to break the tension than out of any genuine humor. Ben asked his sister about her studies, and the conversation veered off into safer territory for the rest of the meal.

  After they’d finished and his mom had cleared the table, Ben retired to the living room with his sister. She brought up Netflix and they began clicking through movie after movie, looking for something to watch.

  “Are you two going to share the couch?” His mom walked into the living room, taking a spot on the love seat and curling her legs underneath her.

  “Uh, yeah, I guess,” said Ben. He looked over at Alina and raised an eyebrow.

  “For old times sake,” she said, smiling. “We used to love cuddling up together on the couch when we were younger.”

  It was hard to argue against nostalgia, so Ben didn’t say anything. Alina asked them if they’d seen a new, political themed TV show, and Ben and his mom admitted that they hadn’t. She put on the first episode, and Alexa brought out some blankets, handing one to them to share before turning off the light.

  “Here,” said Alina. “I’ll lie down on this side, and I can sort of, put my legs up and between yours.”

  “Alright.” Ben shifted on the couch, opening his legs so is sister could fit. “Is that going to be comfortable for you?”

  Alina settled down. She was shorter than he was, and her feet came up to about chest level. The position left her butt in almost perfect contact with his crotch. It felt good, and it only took a few seconds for Ben to realize how tricky it was going to be for him to stay calm with her right there.

  “No funny business, you two,” said their mother, as the show began to play.

  “What’s that supposed to mean?” Alina sounded genuinely offended by the suggestion.

  “I’m just teasing,” said Alexa. “Although… Ben is still a teenager, you know.”

  “Mom!” Ben snapped. He knew she was joking, and on a certain level, it was funny. But with Alina’s butt against his cock, it was already hard enough for him to keep his thoughts in safe territory.

  “Is this going to work for you Ben?” Alina shifted against him, squeezing her buttocks slightly against his rapidly hardening cock. He frowned, and it took him a second to understand what she’d meant.

  “Uh, yeah,” he said. “It should be fine. I’m comfortable.”

  “Great.” Alina picked the blanket up off the floor and tossed it over them. She moved slightly along him as she spread it out, her soft buttocks working against his cock and exciting Ben even further. “This is going to be fun!”

  CHAPTER 10

  Ben found it hard to stay focused on the TV show. Alina didn’t make it easy for him. She had a habit of fidgeting to get comfortable, and each time she moved, her body squeezed against him, sending electric jolts of pleasure through his entire system.

  He was doing everything that he could to stay calm and collected. The last thing he wanted was to get a hard on while lying next to his older sister on the couch, on her first day back home. The idea of it made him feel ashamed of himself, and unfortunately, a little aroused, as well.

  Alina didn’t seem to notice, or at least was very good at acting like she didn’t. She had one hand on Ben’s leg, the one pushed up against the back of the couch, and slowly ran it over his knee. It was a harmless gesture, an older sis
ter being affectionate with her younger brother. There was no reason for it to excite Ben as much as it did.

  The scene shifted. The main character of the show, a US Congressman, was in the middle of seducing a young reporter. Alina squeezed Ben’s knee and pushed her hips a little deeper into him.

  “I love this part,” she said. Her thighs squeezed together as the two characters kissed, almost as though in reaction to the action on the screen. Ben’s cock was in between her legs, and a rush of pleasure shot through him as Alina tightened around his erection.

  “Are the two of you doing okay over there?” asked his mother.

  “Oh yeah, mom,” he said. “We’re comfy.”

  Alina giggled and squeezed again. Ben couldn’t tell if she knew what she was doing or not. It was frustrating, but surprisingly fun at the same time, in the same way that it’s fun to play with fire.

  Ben started to let his own hands wander. Alina’s legs were in between his, and it was easy and natural enough to slowly slid his fingers across her shins, and then onto her knees. He paused as he continued up to her thighs, wondering if she’d stop him, or say something.

  Alina didn’t react at all. Her attention, as far as Ben could tell, was entirely focused on the TV. He slowly let his hands rub along his sister’s toned legs, gently massaging her thighs and mirroring her movements across his knee.

  He pulled her into him slightly, using her legs as leverage. His hard cock pushed into her butt. If the two of them had been naked, his cock would probably find its way inside of her in short order from the angle they were at. The thought was like poison in his mind, and immediately made him feel a little disgusted at himself.

  “Alina,” he said, feeling ashamed.

  “Not comfortable?” His older sister squeezed his knee. “Here, let’s try this instead.”

  She stood up from the couch and shifted, lying down in front of him so the two of them were matching in alignment. Her butt was still against his cock, and she used his shoulder as a makeshift pillow. One of Ben’s arms instinctively wrapped around underneath her, and he draped the other over her hips.