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Just Another King
Planetoid
- Joined
- Nov 1, 2017
Yet another weekend home alone without the parents. Once upon a time, Charlie and Luke would have been thrilled at the thought of a no-parents weekend. The two brothers could remember the first time they had been trusted alone; they had excited about the thought of partying and girls all weekend. Sure, their older sister had been told to watch over them, but Brittany wasn’t too bad. With enough persuasion the two brothers could usually convince her to joining in with any mischief or trouble that they worked up. However the reality about their weekends alone were a lot more disappointing compared to what the brothers dreamed u, especially for Charlie who was often left to entertain himself. Luke had much more success with the opposite sex and had his latest fling round, making far too much noise than he was comfortable with. Meanwhile Brittany was usually out chasing boys, emphasis on the plural.
This Saturday, the brothers had actually spent the afternoon hanging out together at the gym and to was easy to see why Luke had more success with girls. The two of them were tall and muscular, but Luke was bigger with it. His shoulders were broader, jaw strong, arms and chest impressive. His eyes were a bright blue like their father, his hair a short, browny-blonde. Charlie on the other hand was only marginally slimmer, more wiry. yet compared to his brother he was much less noticeable. His hair was curly, a rich auburn and his eyes were a sharp green. While Luke wore an easy smile, Charlie often looked more serious. After their workout, the boys came home to crash, drinking beers, watching TV and joking around.
“So no Grace this weekend?” Charlie asked, before another mouthful of beer. He was sat sideways on an armchair, legs over the side. The two brothers were both tall and muscular, but while Luke was broader, Charlie was more wiry and slender. He had curly auburn hair and green eyes. Luke on the other hand had green eyes and short, blonde-brown hair.
“Nah, not this time.” Luke said with a sigh. “She’s… getting a bit more serious then I’d like. Might have to break things off now, don’t want to hurt her more down the line.” Luke continued, making Charlie chuckle.
“You make yourself sound like such a saint, when really you just want to keep sticking your dick in anything with a pulse.” Luke laughed in response.
“No don’t get too jealous. Besides, Grace thinks you’re cute, you could be in with a chance.”
“Oh I’m more than happy enough as I am without picking up your trail of broken hearted floozies.”
“Oh harsh words brother.” Luke said, laughing before turning slightly more serious. “You still not met anyone?” Charlie shook his head.
“No. Just not met the right person and… I dunno.” Charlie sighed. The two of them were silent for a few moments, sipping their drinks before Charlie spoke up again. “What do you think of Brit?”
“What, out sister?” Luke replied, sitting up. “You’re not asking what I think you’re asking are you?
“No, course not. I don’t want to date her or anything. I just… think she’s kinda cool, she’s got a great personality and I think she’s beautiful. I just think I’d like a girl like that.”
“So you’re saying that, if you weren’t related, you’d date your sister?” Luke asked, face deadly serious.
“Yeah, I suppose.” Charlie replied after a long silence, face reddening slightly.
“Dude, you can’t say that, that’s sick!” Luke said, deadly serious. Charlier flushed even more and opened his mouth to respond before Luke laughed. “Relax, I’m messing with you. Brit’s great and she’s hot. I get it.”
“God you’re a dick.” Charlie laughed. The two brothers continued to laugh and joke, until they were interrupted by a knock at the door.
Charlie answered the door to a dark haired young man, tall and broad shouldered. He looked to be the same ages as his sister.
“Hey you must be Charlie, right? I’m Jason, here to see Brittany.” He said with a grin, barely waiting for Charlie to invite him in before pushing past.
“Sure, come on in,” Charlie said sarcastically, “I’ll go get her for you.” The young man turned to the stairs, heading up and towards his sisters room.
“Hey Brit it’s Charlie, I’m coming in. You’re latest victim is here.” He joked, a grin on his face as he stuck his head through the door.
Meanwhile downstairs Jason stood in the hallway, fidgeting restlessly. He pulled his phone from the pocket of his leather jacket and flicked through his text history with Brittany. She’d messaged him earlier that morning, wanting to try something new. Sexting. He had been more than happy to oblige and had spent most of the day finding excuses to be on his phone, sending dirty, explicit messages. As he scrolled through them once more he could feel a stirring between his legs, an excitement rushing through him. He couldn’t’t wait to see her, to have her.
This Saturday, the brothers had actually spent the afternoon hanging out together at the gym and to was easy to see why Luke had more success with girls. The two of them were tall and muscular, but Luke was bigger with it. His shoulders were broader, jaw strong, arms and chest impressive. His eyes were a bright blue like their father, his hair a short, browny-blonde. Charlie on the other hand was only marginally slimmer, more wiry. yet compared to his brother he was much less noticeable. His hair was curly, a rich auburn and his eyes were a sharp green. While Luke wore an easy smile, Charlie often looked more serious. After their workout, the boys came home to crash, drinking beers, watching TV and joking around.
“So no Grace this weekend?” Charlie asked, before another mouthful of beer. He was sat sideways on an armchair, legs over the side. The two brothers were both tall and muscular, but while Luke was broader, Charlie was more wiry and slender. He had curly auburn hair and green eyes. Luke on the other hand had green eyes and short, blonde-brown hair.
“Nah, not this time.” Luke said with a sigh. “She’s… getting a bit more serious then I’d like. Might have to break things off now, don’t want to hurt her more down the line.” Luke continued, making Charlie chuckle.
“You make yourself sound like such a saint, when really you just want to keep sticking your dick in anything with a pulse.” Luke laughed in response.
“No don’t get too jealous. Besides, Grace thinks you’re cute, you could be in with a chance.”
“Oh I’m more than happy enough as I am without picking up your trail of broken hearted floozies.”
“Oh harsh words brother.” Luke said, laughing before turning slightly more serious. “You still not met anyone?” Charlie shook his head.
“No. Just not met the right person and… I dunno.” Charlie sighed. The two of them were silent for a few moments, sipping their drinks before Charlie spoke up again. “What do you think of Brit?”
“What, out sister?” Luke replied, sitting up. “You’re not asking what I think you’re asking are you?
“No, course not. I don’t want to date her or anything. I just… think she’s kinda cool, she’s got a great personality and I think she’s beautiful. I just think I’d like a girl like that.”
“So you’re saying that, if you weren’t related, you’d date your sister?” Luke asked, face deadly serious.
“Yeah, I suppose.” Charlie replied after a long silence, face reddening slightly.
“Dude, you can’t say that, that’s sick!” Luke said, deadly serious. Charlier flushed even more and opened his mouth to respond before Luke laughed. “Relax, I’m messing with you. Brit’s great and she’s hot. I get it.”
“God you’re a dick.” Charlie laughed. The two brothers continued to laugh and joke, until they were interrupted by a knock at the door.
Charlie answered the door to a dark haired young man, tall and broad shouldered. He looked to be the same ages as his sister.
“Hey you must be Charlie, right? I’m Jason, here to see Brittany.” He said with a grin, barely waiting for Charlie to invite him in before pushing past.
“Sure, come on in,” Charlie said sarcastically, “I’ll go get her for you.” The young man turned to the stairs, heading up and towards his sisters room.
“Hey Brit it’s Charlie, I’m coming in. You’re latest victim is here.” He joked, a grin on his face as he stuck his head through the door.
Meanwhile downstairs Jason stood in the hallway, fidgeting restlessly. He pulled his phone from the pocket of his leather jacket and flicked through his text history with Brittany. She’d messaged him earlier that morning, wanting to try something new. Sexting. He had been more than happy to oblige and had spent most of the day finding excuses to be on his phone, sending dirty, explicit messages. As he scrolled through them once more he could feel a stirring between his legs, an excitement rushing through him. He couldn’t’t wait to see her, to have her.