The driveway was empty when you pulled in at the end of your academic school day. It was just starting to turn dark when you got out of the car and headed into the house, enjoying the calming sensation of the warm early summer breeze on your skin. It was good to finally be home after a long day of studying.
With your heavy backpack on your shoulder, you stepped over to the front door and turned the knob. You entered while it was unlocked. You slipped your car keys onto the hook at the door and walked up the stairs, past the silent, empty living room. You proceeded to your room, and as you passed the bathroom, the door burst open, revealing your stepsister, Yoo Ji-min, with her black hair damp and her body wrapped in a towel.
FLASHBACK
You were just a baby when your mother passed away, and you don't remember her at all. She left behind a husband, my father, my older brother, Kim Ae-ki, who is 4 years older than you, and yourself, Kim Y/N. Years after she passed, when you were about 12 years old, my father remarried a 29-year-old single mother named Bae Joo-hyun, who had an 11-year-old daughter named Yoo Ji-Min. For all you knew, Joo-hyun's first husband was out of the picture.
Despite your family's early tragedy, you grew up in a happy family. You were like a son to Joo-hyun, and Ji-min, or Jiminie, as another name for her, was your great sister to both of you and your brother. We would argue, play, chat, and occasionally get on each other's nerves, as all siblings do.
It's been 9 years since you finished your first year of college and were still living at home with your father, mother, and sister. You hoped to secure your own apartment next year if you could save enough money over the summer. Ji-min was in her senior year of high school and planning to attend college the following year.
CONTINUE TO PRESENT DAY
"Hey Oppa," Ji-min said as she walked out, "How was school?"
As you glanced at your younger sister, you could smell her floral shampoo. She was a bit shorter than you, maybe around 5'6, with a slim figure, long black hair, brown eyes, full red lips, and a set of attractive breasts that were currently pressing against the towel's fabric, revealing her nice cleavage.
She was your younger sister, and you tried not to think about how she looked. It was difficult at times like these, or when we went to the beach or pool and she was wearing one of her little bikinis to show off her figure.
"Hi, Jiminie. It was nice," you said plainly, "Where are Mom and Dad?"
"Mom is taking dad to the airport." She answered, "He has a conference somewhere."
"Right...I remember now." you replied and proceeded to your room, while Ji-min proceeded to hers, shaking the thoughts about her body from your mind.
You placed your belongings in your room, removed your shoes, and went to the shower. You were exhausted from your long day and wanted nothing more than to take a nice shower and go to bed. You walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. Then after that, you tiredly removed your clothes and tossed them in the laundry chute, which connects the bathroom to the laundry room, which is conveniently located just under it on the lowest floor.
You stood in front of the mirror, admiring your biceps and the muscular, hairless upper body you had worked so hard to achieve. You kept glancing down and admiring your cock. It was bigger than typical, soft, and surrounded by black-trimmed pubic hairs. You examined your body for a moment before entering the shower, letting the warm water wash away your hard day and the problems it brought with it. You debated wanting to masturbate but decided against it since you were too exhausted.
After fully rinsing yourself, you turned off the water and exited the shower, grabbing for your towel. You reached for your towel without looking, but you couldn't locate it. As you opened your eyes to check, you noticed there were no towels on the hangers. You thought your mother had washed all the dirty towels and walked, still wet, to the bathroom closet, where the clean towels are usually kept. You opened it and saw that it was totally empty, not even a little hand towel to dry off with.
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You cursed silently and decided to go to your room and get dressed there, not that you had much of a choice. Wet, cold, and irritated, you exited the bathroom and headed to your room. As you moved towards your room at the end of the hallway, the door of one of the rooms opened, and out came your sister, wearing black shorts and a black top that was a size or so too small for her, squeezing over her boobs. She stepped out of her room, gently wiping her hair dry, and froze when she saw you standing there fully naked. She just stood there, blocking the path to your room, staring at you, her gaze traveling from your short, damp light brown hair down to your muscular chest and stomach, and finally to your limp yet incredibly large cock.
You tried saying, "We're out of towels in the bathroom." Explaining the situation to her, sounding apologetic. She was still blocking the hallway, so you just kept heading towards her, expecting her to step aside, but she didn't. You were only inches away from her, but she just stood there, her gaze fixed on your cock.
"Could you just let me pass to my room, please?" After making a throat-clearing sound, you asked the question assertively. Ji-min came back to reality and moved towards the wall, blushing as you passed her and entered your room, locking the door behind you.
"Well, that was awkward," you thought to yourself as you changed into your clothes. When you opened the door a few minutes later, completely clothed, Ji-min was no longer there, and her room door was closed. You went to the bathroom to do your daily routine for the night before getting into your bed and falling asleep nearly instantly.
