Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5

"Already?" She said looking at my beer.

"Hey, it's all inclusive and it's vacation. You take one too and loosen up. I want my nice sister, not my stuck up one."

She caught the beer I threw her. "I'll have to make it a shower beer. Your nice sister doesn't smell nice...shit the class thing is in an hour. Not enough time for us both to shower and get ready. Tub time then?"

Tub time is what we called it as kids when we would bath together because our parents were too exhausted to give us individual baths.

"Aren't we a little old for tub time?"

"Shut up and just put on your board shorts, then meet me in the shower. Bring your beer."

Something about her the way she was ordering me around I enjoyed in that moment. "Alright weirdo. We're missing the rubber duckies though."

Lily disappeared into the bathroom with her bathing suit in hand, while I rummaged through my stuff to find my suit. I heard her turn the shower on and took that as my cue to enter.

"Ah, what the fuck Jason!"

Apparently I came in too soon and as a reward was treated with a gorgeous view. My sister was standing there in one of her bikinis but had not had a chance to get her top on yet. Her hair was tied up in a scraggly, red mass and obscured nothing of her upper body. Her breasts were so pale and perfectly sized. Not a hint of sag, and her nipples stood out as tiny and pink on nickel sized areolas. The steam building up in the shower behind her made it all feel like a dream. I felt like I stood there for an hour at least, taking in everything I could before I could stammer out, "ssssorry!" I turned to the wall so she could finish.

"Ugh, its fine, turn around. You've already seen them and if we are going to be staying at this resort, you should probably get used to not reacting to every pair of tits you see."

"Are you sure?"

"Don't be so timid, dork."

And with that I turned around to get my second view, almost as good as the first. Nothing beats the first.

"Like I said, you have to get that under control if we are going to be walking around together. You won't be able to get a girl if you are constantly sporting a hard on."

I blushed. I hadn't even realized the effect she had had on me. Sure enough, my dick was straining against the edges of my suit, giving a nice outline of my manhood, circumsised head and all. I tried to play it off as a joke. "Hey, I'm topless, your'e topless. Only fair right?"

"Ha ha perv," she said, not taking her eyes off my bulge. "Let's hurry up and shower and get dressed to go. Mom will be annoyed if we don't take her suggestion and get to the art class."

We entered the shower, which had ample space, and soaped up our bodies. I couldn't help stare as she soaped up her tits, making little effort to turn her body away. Watching her lather her thick ass almost made me bust my load right then and there. I'm pretty sure I barely washed up, instead choosing to tortured myself with views of her body.

As we dried off, Lily suddenly turned to me with a devilish look in her eyes. "You got your eyeful and I'll get mine. You owe me, perv." Again we were playing some game, but I didn't know the rules. I just knew enough not to cross her.

"Fine, I owe you, whatever." I was beginning to enjoy when she called me a perv.

On our way to the class, we passed by our parents bedroom, and I could have sworn I heard muffled moaning, but I didn't have time to check it out.

In the class, there were 8 easels set up in a circle around a stage. Lily, now dressed in her bikini, and I, in my suit and with no shirt, sat down beside each other in the last two available easels. I took a look around and to my embarrassment Lily and I were the only two people wearing clothes, including the resort's indoor activities coordinator. He was a man in his 50's, maybe Puerto Rican, medium height, slender body and an uncircumcised penis hanging between his legs. His face seemed kind and serene.

"Welcome everyone. I'm Paul and as a break from the beach going and partying, its nice to sometimes sit still and put our hands to creative use. Everyone help yourselves to some drinks and we will begin once the model arrives.

"Bottoms up," I cheers with Lily and drank the provided chilled wine in one gulp.

"Uncultured slob, Lily jokingly sneered, but knocked hers back just as quickly. Looking around the room, we were definitely the youngest, and it was a mix of men and women. Two girls caught my eyes as they seerned to be a couple. As they drank they stayed close, and one gently circled the others lower back with her finger. Such as small move, but while naked, so erotic. (Yes, I'm a horny kid perving on a nice lesbian couple).

"Well, it appears we may have to postpone, Paul announced. "Our model isn't coming. Unless we can get a volunteer."

I looked over at Lily expecting disappointment, but was met with the same devilish eyes from the room earlier.

"Remember, you owe me' is all she said before announcing "My boyfriend would be happy to chip in' while raising my arm in the air.

Before I could say "Boyfriend!?" the rest of the class gave appreciative claps, and Paula came my way.

"Come come, let's hurry. Thank you so much. If you would please disrobe and take a set on the stage before I direct you in your pose."

Before I could protest, Lily had undone my suit's tie and "helped" me out of my shorts. I said "helped because she really just pantsed me. I think she was enjoying the prank a bit too much, because she didn't think through what would greet her while bending down to pull off my pants. No sooner had she got them off than she had come face to face with my semi hard (but confused) penis. A look of shock registered, before an expression of quick desire.

Paul pulled me onto the stage, and posed me. "Lean this way please, and move your leg like so," Paula directed, not being shy to grab any part he pleased and move it where he wanted. I was posed with one arm resting atop my head, the other to the side, while leaning half an ass cheek on the chair. Totally exposed. "In the next 30 minutes I want you all to try to capture this young man's vigor and strength." Paul turned to whisper in my ear, "I need you to show some more strength, please." As I clearly did not understand him, he sighed, said something about "tricks of the trade" and surreptitiously gave my dick a few quick pumps. My flaccid 5 incher, became a straining 8 inch dick in no time. Although Paul was definitely not my type, his taking charge and making me feel dominated had an arousing effect on me.

I looked over the Lily to see if she was regretting her prank yet, but she was staring at me in the same way she had stared at the guy in the lobby. When we made eye contact, she shifted here eyes away and pretended to become absorbed in painting.