I glanced at our mom, who didn’t bat an eye. Her gaze stayed on the page, but she could tell I looked at her instinctually for an ‘ok’.
“She missed you,” Mom repeated. Liv had gone back into the second bedroom to wait for me. “She wants you guys to spend time together, and the bed in there is supposed to be plenty big enough. You can always come back to the couch if she annoys you.”
“I suppose,” I said, hefting my bag and grabbing the ladder. It was not the possibility of my sister annoying me that caused my apprehension. But I dared not say the true reason to my mom. That my firecracker of a sister had inadvertently been teasing me into a frenzy all night, and the thought of sharing a bed with her was threatening to push me over the edge of horned up insanity.
I climbed up the ladder into the loft. Immediately I was met with a blast of hotter air, hanging in the upper parts of the cabin. That might be an issue, I thought. The door to the second bedroom was slightly ajar, so I pushed it open and let myself in.
It was a nice little room. The ceiling was the highlight. In the middle of it was a large skylight, through which there was a treeless view into the night sky. The roof came down on the side, giving the whole room a sense of close coziness. The bed was plenty big enough for two people, a queen, and took up most of the room. Besides the bed there was also a small dresser, and another mirror against the wall. Liv had done a good job cleaning it. There were no cobwebs or stray spider friends, and she’d made the bed herself. She lay on it now, hardly looking up as I entered, scrolling through her phone.
“Ugh.” She groaned. “Service sucks up here.” After the shower Liv had put on an oversize shirt, and a modest pair of panties. She was swimming in the shirt, but laying as she was on her back, it was clear she didn’t have a bra on.
“No big deal. I’m exhausted, I’d just tell you to turn it off.” I threw my bag on the ground. I really was exhausted, and wanted nothing more than to collapse into sleep. I wondered briefly if I should put on a shirt or something, but decided boxers were fine. Liv was in her underwear herself, and besides, we’d literally just showered together.
“I’m getting pretty tired too.” Liv said, yawning. She threw her phone to the side and stretched out, reaching out with her legs. Her shirt rode up briefly exposing a section of tone tummy and her belly button.
“Should I just get the light?” I asked.
“Fine with me.”
I reached over and flipped it off. The stars and moon were bright enough through the skylight where I could still see fairly well. I crawled into bed next to my sister. I stretched out myself, bending into the bed and hyper extending my arms and legs. I was happily surprised when Liv used that as an opportunity to cuddle up next to me. I felt her loose breast press up against me through the fabric of the shirt. She put a hand on my bare chest, right near my upper stomach and buried her head in my shoulder.
“What? My traveler brother is too tired to stay up and talk to his baby sister?” Liv spoke low into my ear. I brought my arm down from the stretch and put it around her. I felt her shirt clad back, and my fingertips briefly grazed the skin near the small of her back, exposed where the shirt had ridden up.
“Something like that,” I said.
“You remember when we used to play games under the covers?” She asked. “And dad would yell at us to go to sleep?”
“And we’d pretend we already were.” I smiled in the dark, and closed my eyes. “And then we’d get up all over again, and go back at it the second he left.”
“We fell asleep in the weirdest positions.” Liv said. “Remember that time mom found us with all the covers off both beds? We’d made a pit between them and fallen asleep under all the pillows.”
“She thought someone broke in and took us.” I remembered, chuckling at the memory. “Yeah, we were trouble makers.”
“We still are,” I heard Liv murmur, before I drifted off, comforted by the weight of her against me.
**
I woke up and the weight was gone. Sun streamed through the skylight. It took a second for my head to clear the sleepiness away. I hadn’t slept that late, from the angle of the light shining through I could tell it was still early. I looked over. It had been a hot night, and Liv and I had disconnected at some point, seeking cooler sheet space. She lay against the wall, still sound asleep. On top of the sheets, her baggy nightshirt had ridden even farther up, exposing the entirety of her belly and one of her boobs. I stared for a bit, drinking in the sight of her perky breast and nipple as it slowly rose and fell in time with her breathing. My morning wood strained against my boxers, as I was once again reminded of my lack of ability to jack off in the last twenty four hours.
I had briefly considered waiting til everyone else was asleep, and sneaking into the bathroom to take care of myself. Two things had stopped that from happening. The first being how tired I had been, the second being Liv cuddling up against me. I had been so comfortable, the thought of getting up in the middle of the night to climb a creaky ladder in the dark had sounded less and less appealing, until I found myself here; Sunday morning with a raging boner. My view of Liv’s partial nudity wasn’t helping either. I supposed I could try the bathroom play now.
I pulled myself out of bed, and left the room, walking as quietly as I could to the ladder. There was nothing I could do about the creaking, and I winced as I climbed down. Our parents’ room door was still closed. I let myself into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I peed first, a task easier said than done, then set about jacking off. I knelt by the toilet, and started working my cock up and down. My thoughts went straight to Liv, I couldn’t help myself. I knew I shouldn’t, but after the shower, and seeing her that morning, she was the only girl on my mind. Her perfect boobs… her shaved pussy… her incredible ass… I needed this badly. I thought about more than just her body. I thought about our shower going rather differently… her reaching for my cock instead of keeping herself to my back… me feeling her boobs and squeezing her ass… I was getting there… and then… creaks.
The ladder betrayed Liv, as loud as it must have been when I climbed down. I heard her coming and tried to speed up, but was immediately distracted. It only got worse when she banged on the door.
“Hurry up! I gotta pee bad!” She shouted to me, apparently unconcerned with waking up our parents.
“GIve me a minute here!” I shouted back, increasing my pace. Maybe.. Maybe..
“C’mon! I’m going to burst,” she banged some more. It was no use. My cock was going soft around my hand.
“Course, now you get stage fright.” I muttered to myself. Sighing I reached over and flushed, then tucked my now rapidly shrinking member away. I washed my hands and opened the door. Liv flew by me. Our dad cracked open their door, wondering what the commotion was all about. I groaned inwardly, and climbed the ladder back to me and Liv’s room. It seemed like I’d have to survive another day in horny jail.
**
Once Olivia and I were up, our parents weren’t far behind. We had a leisurely breakfast of pancakes and bacon, made special by our dad. Mom took a long morning shower, saying she could let it run cold and it’d be fine by the evening. The three of us just rolled our eyes and went over the plan for the day. I looked up the canoe place on my phone, using my shoddy service to at least make sure they were open on Sundays. It was only mid morning, but already there was a dry heat in the air. It was going to be a sweltering day. We figured we best get a move on, or it might get too hot to enjoy being out on the lake. Dad suggested we go out and pick up the canoes while waiting on mom. Liv said that was a great idea, and volunteered us, saying she needed to get ready herself.
The canoe place was five minutes down the road. They had a huge selection, when my dad asked about it the guy giving us the rental said they pretty much served all the vacation homes around the lake. Most of them were airbnb rental properties, like the cabin we were staying in. Visitors needed rentals all summer, and it saved the owners from having to take care of canoes themselves for no extra profit. My dad talked to him for a while about what a good business that was. Dads will be dads. We picked out a pair of two person canoes and loaded them up on the roof of the car. They looked ridiculous on our old ford escape, but we only needed to get them to and from the cabin.
We came back to mom and Liv waiting on the porch, sunscreen pre applied in matching sun hats. They both had on shorts over swimsuits, though my mom was in her one piece with a cover as well, while Liv sat shirtless with just her bikini top on.
“Seems you guys were working hard to get ready for us.” I said jokingly.
“You know it.” They chorused.
Dad and I carried the canoes down to the beach, while they watched, walking along with us and making comments about how strong we were. After we dropped the second one into the water, our mom wolf whistled suggestively at dad, who flexed his ample dad bod for her.