A little trick creates a big problem for brother

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“Calm down, I’m just trying to talk to you.”

“I know, but I don’t feel like talking.”

“How was the party?” She continued. Probably not good from the way he was acting, and now she wanted to know what happened that he seemed angry.

“It was fine, Tammy. Not as fine as yours judging by the way you smell, but fine.”

“Then why are you pissed off.”

“Don’t worry about it, everything’s cool.”

“Except you,” Tammy put her hand on his cheek. He flinched back, but not before she felt how warm his skin was.

“You okay, Jimmy? You’re sweaty, and you’re all flushed.”

“I…yeah. I mean no, I feel kind of weird.”

“You have anything to drink?”

“Yeah,” he grunted in disgust. “I did, and that’s the problem.”

“It made you sick? What did you drink, how much?”

“Just leave me alone, okay?”

“I want to make sure you’re alright,” Tammy pressed the issue. “Someone slip you something funny?”

“Tammy, I know you care, but I just need to be alone.”

“Can’t be too sick seeing you were jacking off,” Tammy pointed out. Something was off here. “Sure everything is cool? We can talk if you want.”

“I don’t want to talk, I just need to take care of something and get some sleep.”

“Seems like you really need to take care of it,” Tammy grinned, trying to lighten the mood. “She must have really got you worked up at that party.”

“Yeah, that’s it, I’m really worked up.”

“You need to show me a picture of this little hottie.”

“Tomorrow,” Jimmy looked down, and his eyes narrowed. “You wore that to the party you went to?”

“I did, and I know, its kind of trashy.”

“Its…something.” His eyes were lingering on the abundance of cleavage she was showing off. “Dad would shit.”

“Dad won’t know, right?”

“Yeah, right.” His eyes dropped to her long legs. “Not much of a dress that’s for sure.”

“Hence why they call it a micro dress.”

“You put the girls at that party to shame,” he was breathing hard as if he’d been really exerting himself and sweat dripped down the sides of his face. What had he drank, fireballs?

“Thanks, and Jimmy?”


“My eyes are up here.” she put her finger under his clammy chin and lifted his head.

“Oh, shit, sorry. I mean I wasn’t looking at anything just the dress, its…”

“Forget it,” Tammy waved him off. “How about I go get you the Thera-flu? You can take a dose and go to sleep,” she giggled. “You know, after you ease some tension.”

“I said I’m fine.”

“Fine, you’re fine. Question is how fine is she, and you going to see her again?”

“I’ll never see her again,” Jimmy’s normally mild brown eyes flashed with uncharacteristic anger. “I’ll never see any of those people again.”

“Whoa, what happened?” Tammy tried to grab his hand, but he pulled it away. “They do something shitty to you? I’ll go there right now, and I’ll smack that bitch right in the…”

“Good night, Tammy, I’ll see you in the morning.”

“But…hey!” she yelped when he slammed the door in her face.

She heard the lock click and his floor creak as he walked away from the door.

“Jeez, talk about a buzz killer.” Tammy mumbled, wondering what had gone wrong.

She raised her hand to knock again, then decided against it. If they’d done something mean to him, or he’d somehow made a fool of himself, that was what was making him mad, and her trying to get him to talk would make it worse.

But something like that wouldn’t explain him being all red and sweaty, and if he didn’t feel well why was he jacking off?

“Boys,” Tammy replied aloud as she turned and walked down the hall to her bedroom. It would take more than not feeling well to stop an 18-year-old guy, especially a sexually frustrated one from needing to get off.

Maybe the girl that invited him got him all hot and bothered, then shut him down, cock teasing him. That would make him mad and humiliated but need to get it out of his system. Hot and bothered enough to be staring at his sister’s rack.

But he couldn’t do that if she weren’t flaunting it so she couldn’t be too mad at him. Tammy entered her room, closing the door behind her, and making her way carefully over to her bed to turn on the lamp next to her bed.

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