At one point I grabbed both her feet and pulled her screaming into the water after me. We became a tangle of limbs, both laughing as we struggled against each other in the water. I was much stronger than her, but she was agile and slippery, and much more at home underwater, making it a relatively even bout.
I finally got a hold of her, and scooped her up, as she struggled and fake protested. My arms wrapped their way around her own, securly holding her down in a bear hug. I had been so caught up in the water wrestling I had hardly noticed the position it put us in. We were pressed into each other, skin on skin, Liv’s boobs pressed up right against my chest, our crotches nearly level. I could feel her nipples through the bikini top, pointed from the chilled water. She made one last desperate attempt to slip my grasp, but I held firm. Our eyes met and I gave her a triumphant smile.
“Got you.” Suddenly aware of the position we were in, my voice cracked somewhat. Liv didn’t seem to notice. She gave me a pouty look, her lips curled in that dangerously cute expression.
“And what do you plan to do, now that you have me?” For a split second I could have swore her voice was husky as well. I dismissed it as a figment of my horny imagination. An imagination beginning to get the better of the cold water. I could feel my dick suddenly stirring, and knew if we stayed like this much longer Liv would soon feel another part of me pressing into her. Going into panic mode I tried to give her a nonchalant evil grin.
“This!” I flung her backwards into the water. With a short yelp she went under. For a second I thought I’d made a mistake, my brain foggy from arousal. But she came up smiling, returning my evil look with one of her own.
“You’re sooooo going down!” Liv said, and came at me again.
We wrestled some more, and swam around a bit, but not for very much longer. Eventually I had spent the last of my energy, and Liv was getting cold. It was dusk now, and as night fell a cool breeze was sweeping away the hot air of the day. I looked up at my sister to see her teeth chattering slightly.
“Let’s go in before you freeze.” I said. “Mom and Dad will probably be waiting for us with dinner anyways.”
Liv just nodded, arms clasped in front of herself, rubbing the water from her eyes and shivering.
We hadn’t brought towels with us, so we trudged back to the cabin soaking wet. We walked side by side, Liv wringing her long hair as we went. I shook mine out quickly, earning a playful push from her when she got caught in the spray. I felt better for sure, the swim cooling me off and taking out some of the car musk, but anyone who’s been in lake water knows it doesn’t leave you with exactly a clean feeling. I hoped dad had got the hot water going and the shower clean. Liv echoed my thoughts.
“A shower would hit the spot,” She said.
“Mmhm. Should we flip for it?” I asked her, referring to how we used to decide shower order growing up. It helped being the only two kids, any coin worked. I was always heads, she was always tails.
“You know it,” Liv said. “But if you just want to concede the victory to me, feel free.”
“No chance. I feel as gross as you. Probably grosser. If I win I’m taking my victory fair and square.”
“Fine, I see how it is. If you do win, maybe I’ll just slip in there with you.”
I didn’t believe my ears when she said it, and couldn’t tell if she was intentionally messing with me or not. I looked over at her, but couldn’t read her face. She didn’t seem to be joking, but there wasn’t a horny undertone either.
“What?” Liv said, feeling my eyes on her and glancing over at me. “We used to shower together all the time when we were kids.” She spoke matter of factly, like it was no big deal.
“Yeah, when we were kids!” I said, my voice betraying my disbelief and general instant dismissal of the thought. “I don’t know if you noticed, but we aren’t kids anymore.”
“Oh I’ve noticed.” Liv said, surprising me again. I wasn’t sure what she meant by that. “It’s only weird if you make it weird. What happened to my world traveler brother? Didn’t you go to nude beaches while you were over there? Why are you acting like such a prude?”
“Cause the nudity is a little different when it’s my sister!” I sputtered. Then I saw her face again, and the smug look on it. Now she was messing with me. “Oh lay off.” I said as she burst out laughing.
“Whatever big bro.” Liv said between giggles. “I get it, you think I’m gross. The worst thing imaginable would be seeing me naked. You don’t have to rub it in.”
“That’s not… now you’re putting words in my mouth!” I tried. She just laughed at me. “Bitch.” I said, though a smile had creeped across my face.
“Asshole.” She shot back. Then: “I missed you.” Liv said as she reached over and put her arm through mine.
“I missed you too, brat.” I replied, taking her arm in mine and enjoying the contact.
We got back to the cabin only modestly wet, having air dried a decent amount on the walk. Dinner was ready, dad had fired up the small grill and made a few burgers (veggie burgers for the girls). Liv went in to find a towel and wrapped it around herself for warmth, though she didn’t change out of her bikini yet. We sat out on the porch and enjoyed dinner while night fell around us. After we ate I started a small fire in the pit. There was one wider loveseat style fixture to go with the other single chairs, and I claimed it as I got the fire started. Once a good blaze was going, I leaned back into the bigger seat, and was a little surprised when Liv joined me on it. She shared her towel with me, draping it around my shoulders and scooting up close to my body. Nestling her head against my neck, she sighed contentedly. Mom made a comment about how cute we looked, saying we used to huddle under towels together as kids.
We talked for a while, mostly about what we’d do tomorrow. Dad said there was supposed to be a canoe rental place down the road, and so we could go out on the lake for a bit. Liv wanted to start sunbathing, assuming the sun was out, and Mom didn’t care what we did during the day as long as we had a board game night after dinner. I thought canoeing sounded fun and said as much. After that we sat in a companionable silence. I’d missed this during my time away from home, and it felt really good to be back. I don’t think I’d fully realized how much I missed my family. Liv pressed up hard against me, her left breast soft against my side. I tried not to look down at the view I had. Still in my swim trunks, it would be apparent to everyone should I sprout a boner. As horny as I was, I was playing a dangerous game. I was almost thankful when the mosquitos started to become more annoying.
“Inside we go.” Dad said, starting to put the cover on the fire.
“Did you get the shower going?” Liv asked him. He nodded
“Took some elbow grease, but it’s running. The heater is shabby though, I think they used to use the wood stove to heat the pipes. Can’t promise you’ll have much hot water.”
“We were going to flip for it.” I said helpfully.
“What year is it?” Our mom said, chuckling.
“I did tell Will we could just take one together,” Liv said. “Might be it wasn’t such a bad idea, if we’re short on hot water.”
“Cute,” mom said. “Should I come in and wash your backs like I used to as well?”
“Thanks, but we can wash each others’ now,” LIv said. She pushed herself up off of me. “C’mon, I don’t want more bites than necessary.” She grabbed my hand and helped me up, and we walked over to the sliding door.
“You know what, I kinda wanted to shower too. Best if you guys do actually double up.” Dad shouted after us. I heard what he said, but it didn’t quite register. For a second I thought I was going crazy. Was I the only one who thought things were a bit different, now that Liv and I were young adults? Then the pin dropped; “You’re already in your suits,” he added. Of course. Swimsuits. Stupid. I almost laughed at myself and my horny brain. Of course neither of my parents were balking at the idea. We’d just shower in our swimsuits.
Liv heard me snort to myself and gave me a questioning look as we went inside. I shrugged it off. “Don’t worry about it,” I said.
“Whatever weirdo.” She started up the ladder. “I’ll get my soap and meet you in there.”
I grabbed my bag and took out my towel and a pair of boxers, as well as my body wash. I sighed. There was just one problem with this plan. I’d really hoped I’d have a chance to rub one out in the privacy of the shower. Now I’d have to buy another hour or two. My balls ached, and I could feel my dick triggered by the heat. At any moment I was a stiff breeze away from a raging hard on. The thought of ogling my sneaky hot sister in the shower, bikini clad or not, was definitely not helping. Looking down I could see I already had a clear dick print. It would no doubt only get worse.
Desperate, I walked into the small bathroom. The shower was plenty big enough for two people, but only two. It was a walk-in one, with no tub. I remembered dad mentioning something about how there used to be a hot tub out on the deck. Unfortunately they’d gotten rid of it. I wondered if I could fake taking a shit, and get a nut off in order to take a severely less intense shower with my sister. This plan disintegrated as soon as it formed, as I heard creaks signaling Liv climbing back down. She came to join me in the bathroom, still in that small red bikini, her own towel and soap in hand.
“Not exactly the Ritz.” She said while surveying the bathroom, her voice light.
“Definitely not.”