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What's Age Got To Do With It? (Blistered and Foxxy)

BlisteredBlood

BlisteredBlood

The Crucified Angel
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Location
Rhode Island
It was another rough day at work for 18-year-old Jeffrey as he came in through the doors, sighing roughly as he came in through the garage door and out into the living room before resting his tired body on the couch. In truth, his entire body felt as though it was about to come apart at the seams and piece by piece, originating from his shoulders and his knees.

It wasn't all bad, he figured as he laid there on the couch as he carefully kicked his shoes off and laid them on the side. At least he knew his older sister was kind enough to let him lay up in her place for a while ever since his parents pretty much excommunicated him from their home. For what reason, one might ask? All because he didn't spend any time with the family whenever there was an event that came up. In truth, ever since he took the job working at an auto repair shop in town, he had been pulling some rather crazy hours, usually from the dead of night to about morning the next day. But he had to do whatever it was that he could to make sure that he was left alone, working and earning a steady paycheck.

But recently, Jeffrey soon found that alot of his hours were getting scaled back, sometimes his boss often told Jeffrey to go home and get some sleep. Each time, Jeffrey would usually buck the idea and go straight back to work after getting about a half hours' worth of sleep. This time, Jeffrey was forced to go home via a police escort. Eventually, Jeffrey caved and went home. He didn't like it much, but that was how it had to be.
 
Esme smiled when she heard her baby brother come back from work. "Saw the police escort." She says to him softly as she walks over to him softly since he was laying on the couch. She sat down next to him and she wore her lovely pajamas that were silky as can be. She loved making herself feel like she was the queen of the world even though she didnt like going to family gatherings.

She looks down at him and brushes his hair out of his face. "Why dont you go shower while I get something cooking for you. I bet your hungry." She says to him softly with loving eyes. "How about Pasta?" She asked him softly as she slowly gets up from the couch. "Go shower, you got grease all over your face." She explains to him softly since she was head of a company that she build from the ground up to success, a wedding planner with wonderful views which gave her more customers to work with.
 
Jeffrey hated it when Esme was right about certain topics more often than he hated the final episode of The Sopranos. But hygiene was something that he couldn't shake off even if he tried. After slowly getting himself up with his eyes closed and groaning with the effort, Jeffrey eventually headed over to the staircase and ascended up the stairs without having much to say when she asked him about what to have for dinner that night.

He first headed for his bedroom - well, it wasn't so much a bedroom as it was a guest room, considering how much of his stuff wasn't there. But it was a bedroom nonetheless - and began fishing through the drawers for a clean pair of underwear. Following this, he sauntered over to the closet and grabbed a clean Killswitch Engage logo t-shirt and a pair of shorts.

With this accomplished, Jeffrey slowly made his way back out to the hallway and over to the bathroom. He was honestly too tired to even think about standing up, but maybe a bath would suffice. At least he could try to relax there.

Running the bath water was a simple chore, tuning the temperature until it felt just right enough for him to get in after carefully taking his work clothes off and setting them on the floor for now. Once he was completely stripped of his clothes, he then easily set himself in the tub, wincing somewhat as the heated water touched his skin before getting accustomed to it and carefully laying back.
 
Once she heard the water running upstairs she smiles softly and lets him be as she cooks him dinner. She loved taking care of her brother since their parents barely paid attention to either of them so she had raised her brother as best as she could while growing up. She didnt have lovers like she use too before her brother started living with her.

Once she was done fixing him a plate she put the rest of it on another plate since she was getting hungry as well. She set the plates aside and pulled down two glasses for them to have something to drink. She filled the glasses up with ice then soda. She picked up one glass and one plate which she started walking up stairs. She stopped at the bathroom door and knocked. She didnt want to walk right in while he was showering or bathing. "Jeffery, would you like me to put your food in your room or do you want to eat it in here?" She asked him softly.
 
As Jeffrey sat there in the tub, his mind was slowly rolling towards sleep. In truth, he had done this once in their parents bathtub and he did come out until about several minutes later when he accidentally sank below the water line and nearly drowned. It was an embarrassing moment, one his father never let down, but at least now he had grown out of it.

When he heard a knock at the door, Jeffrey immediately snapped right out of it and sat up, causing the water to slosh around for a moment before hearing his sister's voice at the door asking him if he wanted to eat either in the bedroom or in the bathroom. "No, I'll eat in the bedroom." He called back before settling back into into the tub and tried again to relax.
 
"Alright, but dont take long in the bathroom since your food will get cold." She says to him through the door. "Maybe you should take a day off work one of these days and do something fun. Like go out with friends to a movie or something." She says softly. "I'll go leave your food in your bedroom." She says to him and heads off towards his bedroom. Once she reached his bedroom she walks in after opening the door and sets his drink and plate down on the nightstand next to his bed. She heads down the stairs and grabs her plate and drink from the kitchen counter. She takes hers up the stairs and into her bedroom. She sides into bed and turns on her tv. She finds a movie and sets the remote down. She starts eating her food and taking sips every now and then of her soda.
 
Jeffrey only murmured in response as he simply laid back in the tub, his eyebrows furrowed in aggravation. Granted, his older sister could be a royal pain in the ass, but at least she had enough common sense to leave him well enough alone when he felt that he needed the space.

When she made the comment about taking a day off of work and go do something with a friend, Jeffrey's eyes opened slightly. There was just one little problem in regards to that, he almost wanted to say to her face. He had only known the concept of hard work and nothing else. Anybody that even tred to get the slightest bit too close to him would only be met with a string of foul language that would make R. Lee Emery proud. But overall, it was this mentality alone that had gotten him as much money as he made at the auto repair shop but at the same time alienated any concept of friends. His only worry was get to work on time, punch in, look at the task list for today, sit down, shut up and do the task laid out before him. Though most of the time he would also have his mp3 player going, mostly with heavy metal and some gangsta rap songs going on it and ultimately just tune out everything. About a few hours later, he would've fixed enough damage on an Aston Martin to make it just about driveable again if it was banged up that severely at a steady pace with no stopping.

It was indeed a harsh life to live, but he had to do something to make sure everyone in the household had enough cash for the week even at the greatest risk: His own personal health.

But fast forward to about now. Jeffrey was still lying in the bathtub with his eyes partially open and gazing at a wall beside him in somewhat dazed thought. The only friend he had known throughout his entire life was the one person he had always known: His older sister, Esme. Sure, she had a little more success going her way, but hey, Jeffrey never envied her for it and never once did he ever ride her coattails of success. Rather, he was doing just fine on his own and never really bothered her. In essence, the two were sort of like ships in the night. Sure, they're there, but they rarely speak much unless if one sees the other. But ever since he had taken these unnecessary hours he had been taking these past few months, it's been almost nonstop. Get up in the middle of the night, shit, shower, get a quick bite to eat, get in those work clothes and get to work and stay there for about about 18 hours only to repeat the same psychotic cycle over again the very next day. Maybe that was why it led to so much of a discommunication between the two: He was out working every day and into the night and she was working then out having a real life afterwards.

What a luxury that would be... To just get a day off from work for one day and just goof off... Jeffrey thought as he continued gazing at the wall with that same dazed look in his eyes before closing them in thought. A noble concept if only it worked... He added as he then got out of the tub slowly some several minutes later after washing off, shampooing his hair and rinsing it all off the drying. After all was said and done, Jeffrey walked back into his bedroom and sat down on the bed, seeing the plate that Esme had laid out there for him. He then picked it up and sat it down on his lap then began to eat quietly within the comfort of his room.
 
Once she was finished with her dinner she picks up her plate and finishes off her soda. She gets out of bed and heads for the kitchen downstairs. She stops at her brother's door of his bedroom and softly knocks. "Do you want anything else before I head off to bed?" She asked him softly as she figures she should ask then not ask. She gotten sad when he worked non-stop and barely sees her. She likes being around her baby brother since it makes her happy to be around him which she likes cooking for him and taking care of him, that's mainly why she let him stay in her house. She stands there waiting for his responds
 
Jeffrey only shook his head in response before he spoke. "Nah, I'm good. Besides, I'm gonna lay down after I take my dish downstairs." He said before looking up at her with a somewhat reassuring look in his eyes as he then stood up, preparing to head down to do so.
 
She smiles softly. "I can take it down for you." She says to him softly but she wouldnt press on if he wanted to do so. She waits for his answer and just stands outside his room she had him move into which she let him do what he pleased to the room. She really did love having him around in her house since both their parents didnt want them around or agree to what they wanted in life.
 
At first, Jeffrey thought about protesting to this notion of having his sister going down there and putting his dish in the sink, but the more that he thought about it, his mind didn't really allow him to speak those same words. Eventually, Jeffrey let out a quiet sigh and shook his head before extending his plate out to her.

"Yeah, I guess you can." Jeffrey answered after a moment.
 
She smiles and takes the plate from him. She leans over towards him and kisses his cheek. "Always a weakness with you when it comes to arguing with woman about silly little things like this." She says with a cute smile upon her lips as she looks at him. "Dont worry so much. I just want you to relax and enjoy your freedom." She explains to him softly before he got confused at her words. "I love you, Baby Brother." She says softly to him as she just stands there waiting to see if he would kiss her back on the cheek.
 
At first, Jeffrey had thought about how to react when he received Esme's kiss on his cheek, but the more that he continued to think about it, he didn't want to read too much into it. With a small nod of his head, Jeffrey smirked before leaning forward gently and placed a kiss on Esme's forehead in return.

"Thanks, sis. I love you too." He answered quietly before smiling at her again.
 
She smiles as she wraps her arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug. "There's that smile I havent seen since I gave you your last piggy back ride." She says to him and laughs softly at the memory. "You have turned into quite the young man." She says to him softly.
 
"Yeah, that was a while ago, wasn't?" Jeffrey asked before he was pulled into the hug his sister gave. "Just where does the time go for someone like me?" He asked with a slight shrug before looking at her.
 
She smiles softly at him. "I love you." She says to him softly and kissed him on the cheek near his lips. "I'll head off to bed but you should really take a day or two off from work." She says to him softly. "It wont kill you." She says to him sofly.
 
"It won't make a bit of difference, sis. They decided to put me on mandatory paid leave, anyhow." Jeffrey answered before recieving her kiss again. "So chances are, I'm gonna be here for a little while before they decide to put me back on the line again." He added with a shrug of his shoulders. "Maybe a few days at least."
 
She smiles and takes his hand, softly guides him towards her room. "Come then." She says to him softly and goes into her room with him. She guides him towards her bed and softly nudges him onto her bed. "Sit. Let me change real quick." She says to him softly as she goes and digs into her dresser drawer. Once she had what she wanted she then headed off towards her bathroom to change into it. "I want your opinion on this cute little outfit I bought today." She says to him softly on the other side of her bathroom door.
 
Jeffrey normally didn't mind it when Esme brought him to her room, but the idea of looking at her in different outfits was something that he couldn't help but be a part of since he was about three years younger. Their parents didn't like it, but Esme was the kinda gal who always had something to flaunt and was never ashamed of it.

After being seated on the bed, Jeffrey shrugged simply after Esme said that she would be right back. "Not like I got anywhere to be." He answered as he sat there on the bed waiting for her to get back.
 
She let out a small laugh as she listen to his words from the bathroom were she stood to change. Once she changed into what she had hidden from him and pulled down her pretty silky sky blue robe, puts it on and ties it closed. She walks out of the bathroom and stood a few feet from were he sat. "Alright, dont get clinging at what I am about to show you." She warns him as she unties her robe and lets it fall to the floor showing off her lingerie outfit "Well?" She asked and gave a small yet a sexy turn in a circle for him to get a good view of it.
 
Jeffrey arched an eyebrow when he saw the outfit on her form, noting the material. Apparently, he could almost see right through the material from what he could tell. The thong didn't leave much to the imagination as well, but the whole outfit itself fit her rather well.

"It looks nice, sis." Jeffrey answered as he continued looking at her. "I like it." He added as he sat back on the bed.
 
She smiles and looks at him. "Good to know." She says and closes the distances between them. Her legs going on either side of his waist as she sits in his lap. "I want you to do things to me, only things a man would do to a woman." She says to him as she blushes at her own words. She had thought alot about sex with her baby brother.
 
"Yeah..." Jeffrey answered before noticing that his sister began settle in on his lap. Not for nothing, but he had since grown accustomed to feeling her there. But when she asked him to "do certain things to her", Jeffrey's face paled severely. In other words, she was asking him to love her in an unbrotherly fashion.

"You mean have sex with you. Am I right?" He asked, the color returning to his face.
 
She blushed and nodded her head softly. "Yes, have sex with me." She said shyly to him. She stays in his lap with her legs on either side of his waist. "I havent had good sex since you moved in." She explains to him softly.
 
Jeffrey's head lowered slightly and his eyes veered off to the side, pondering this over for a moment. He had heard about incest before in some other parts of the US, but never in a million years had he ever thought about it happening to him.

"I... I guess I can do it..." Jeffrey blurted out thoughtfully before looking up at her with wide eyes and a flushing face.
 
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