Jessica, Luke and Ken
by Vampire (Julius_Elysiak@yahoo.com)


Luke Castle wasn't having a great day. He had been cold shouldered by Christine at a 
birthday party. On his way home however, he had regained some of his spirit. After the 
party, he had run into Tom Smith. Tom, like Luke had been smitten by Christine's beauty 
and their dislike for each other had intensified after their respective infatuations with the 
lovely girl.

Both the boys were fourteen and studied in the only private school at Rough Waters. Tom 
was a shade larger, or shall we say, stouter than Luke. After a little banter they stood, 
both with a foot placed at an angle as a brace, shoving each other with all their might. 
Neither gained an advantage.

'You're a bastard just like your father,' yelled Tom.

The next instant both boys were rolling and tumbling in the grass, clawing and tugging at 
each other. After a few punches had been traded and their strengths exhausted, Luke 
seemed to have the upper hand, sitting astride Tom and continuing to pound him with his 
bruised fists.

Tom continued to struggle but he was completely enervated.

'Had enough?' Luke shouted.

After a few more punches, Luke stopped alarmed by blood oozing out of Tom's mouth. 
Luke knew he wouldn't get in trouble. Despite being a coward, Tom was snotty enough 
not to tattle to his parents. He had also noticed tears coming out of Tom's eyes. He wasn't 
sure whether they were tears of humiliation or of frustration. He stood up gingerly even 
as Tom shouted a few muffled obscenities and scrammed off.

Luke brushed off some of the mud off his clothes and continued on his way home. The 
Castle family lived in a big house with dozens of shady trees in an affluent suburban 
neighbourhood. Luke's father was owner of a large garment-manufacturing factory while 
his mother was a surgeon in the town hospital. His parents had settled in Rough Waters 
some four years ago after a spate of burglaries in Linten.

Rough Waters, a small suburban town in Dyfed was inhabited mostly by big industrialists 
who owned factories in the nearby industrial town of Linton. It was home to around 2700 
people most of which were very well off. It was a town of big, beautiful brick houses 
with lots of trees. It was a place where crime was almost non-existent, save a few 
attempts of burglary, which had rarely been successful.

Luke slipped past his parents and headed straight to his bedroom. He fell asleep after a 
quick bath. When he awoke, his large bedroom, thanks to the long French windows, was 
flooded with sunlight. He knew he could wake up late. His parents would have left for 
work and only Jessica, his twelve-year-old sister and John; his eleven-year-old brother 
would be home. They had another ten days to enjoy their Summer Vacation.

At half-past ten, Luke, still in his pyjamas, stepped out of his room. He called on the 
housekeeper but to no avail. Cursing, he made his way to John's room. He was about to 
knock when he heard John's muffled cry. He opened the door cautiously and peeked in.

John was on his bed thrashing around and laughing while Jessica sat astride him pinning 
his arms over his head.

'Hey, what are you doing?' asked Luke in a stern voice.

'Luke, help!' yelled John, still giggling.

'Come on guys, you are not kids anymore.' He said ignoring John's plea.

'He poured water on me while I was sleeping,' said Jessica. She was having no trouble 
pinning her younger brother. Even though she was a year older than John, they were of 
the same height and two inches shorter than Luke who was 5'7. Jessica was a very 
beautiful, slim girl of twelve with her golden curls and sky blue eyes. John was also 
blonde haired but with clear grey eyes like his brother. Both the brothers were good-
looking but while John was cute, Luke was handsome in a darker way owing to his jet-

black hair.

'Oww.. You're hurting me, Jess,' John cried as his sister continued to put pressure on his 
pinned arms.

'Come on Jess, let him go,' said Luke.

Jessica looked up, her eyes narrowing but her pink lips were still smiling, 'don't meddle in 
this Luke, or you'll share the same fate.'

Luke was shocked at the confidence in Jessica's voice. Meanwhile, John was able to 
wriggle off the bed, owing to Jessica's broken concentration.

'Catch me if you can,' John teased her as he started to run towards the door where Luke 
was standing. But Jessica was quicker; in an instant she had jumped off the bed and 
caught John by his tee shirt. She pulled him towards her and grabbed him around his 
waist. Almost effortlessly, she lifted him off his feet and walked towards the bed. John 
kept on laughing and shouting as he thrashed his legs around in the air. Luke was 
thoroughly surprised. John was heavier of the two despite the equal height.

Jessica lifted him higher before dumping him on the bed. Luke had had enough. His first 
thought was to leave the room and look for the housekeeper for breakfast, but something 
held him back. He was intrigued by Jessica's effortless dominance over John.

As Jessica was getting ready to playfully pummel her kid brother, Luke broke in, trying 
to restrain her. As he grabbed her, he was shocked by the hardness of her slim arm. It felt 
like a steel rod. Instantly he let her go. He was scared. He couldn't believe that he could 
be scared of his little sister. Hadn't he beaten Tom to a pulp just the other day!

I am not afraid of her, he thought, and neither can she defeat me. But she might be able to 
put up a good fight and that is just as bad.

But he was a bit dispirited as he walked away to look for the housekeeper.

~~~

Three years later, Luke was looking forward to his College education now that the age of 
school uniforms had finally ended. He was a handsome young boy, his hair pulled back 
in a slick fashion and arrogant grey eyes. At 5'10 and 154 pounds, he wasn't a big rugby 
player but had been the captain of his school soccer team. John had also grown in these 
three years. He was a strong boy of 14, three years younger than Luke and was already in 
his school rugby team.

Jessica, like her brothers had blossomed. She was a stunningly attractive girl of 15 now, 
tall at 5'8 and the best female athlete, her school had seen in years. An ex-gymnast 
(which she had to quit after getting too tall for it), she was the fastest sprinter of her age 
in Rough Waters. She was at home with javelin and short distance swimming. Her 
parents were delighted when they were informed by the Head Master that not only was 
she best athlete in the school but the brightest student in her year as well.

~~~~~

It was a warm day when Mrs. Castle had invited her sister and brother-in-law to visit 
them. Both the couples were sitting on the large lawn at the back of Castle Mansion 
sipping tea, their kids lounging at the poolside shielded by the cluster of trees around the 
well-kept garden.

Alicia, aged 16 and William, aged 15 were enjoying chilled pineapple juice with their 
cousins Luke, Jessica and John. A few minutes later John and William were sweating 
against each other in a grueling arm wrestling match, Alicia and Jessica egging them on. 
Both John and William were evenly matched and their one-year age difference wasn't too 
much of a deciding factor. After what seemed like eternity to Luke, William managed to 
overpower John and grunting pressed his cousin's arm against the table.

Alicia squealed with delight as William stood up flexing his biceps. John wasn't really 
bothered about losing but Jessica was getting irritated with Alicia. And no one could 
really blame her. Alicia was acting as if her brother had just fought off a savage tiger.

'Oh shut up Alicia,' Jess said, 'you're making too big a deal off of this.'

'Why don't I shut you up,' Alicia retorted, rolling up her sleeves and settling her elbow on 
the table challenging Jessica. For a moment Jessica was taken aback but then a huge 
smile lit her beautiful face as she settled down on the opposite end.

Alicia was a slender girl and didn't look strong at all, but her face had a look of grim 
determination. Her brown hair tumbled down around her narrow shoulders as she tried to 
take an advantageous grip. Jessica on the other hand was letting Alicia have her way as 
they gripped each other's hands. Jessica was full-bodied, huskily built girl and her body 
was incredibly athletic though her muscularity wasn't visible under the cargo pant and 
loose fitting tee shirt. William counted off and within two seconds Jess had slammed 
Alicia's hand on the table.

Alicia let out a tiny scream as her hand bounced off the table. Everyone was shocked at 
this remarkable spectacle. John recovered earlier than others and let out a smooth whistle.

'Wow sis,' he said, 'that was awesome.'

'Yeah, it was impressive but Alicia is really weak,' William said and drained off the rest 
of his soft drink.

'I agree with Will,' said John smiling mischievously.

'Well then, why don't I put both of you in place!' Jessica said and planted both her arms 
on the table after rolling up the sleeves of her loose tee shirt.

'Are you serious?' asked William.

'Scared?' Jessica smiled.

'In your dreams,' and William and clasped her right arm. John lost no time in grasping her 
left hand.

Luke, who had been a mock spectator till now got up and sat next to the table. He 
couldn't believe Jessica had the audacity to try and beat two strong boys at the same time. 
Alicia had now switched sides and was supporting Jessica.

'Count us down Luke,' Jessica said confidently.

~~~~~

I couldn't believe this. Jessica, my kid sister had just vanquished Alicia who was a year 
older than her in less than 2 seconds. My interest was aroused. I remembered the day 
when I had felt Jess' arm, three years ago. Now it seemed like it was yesterday when I 
had realized how hard her arms were.

'Count us down,' said Jess and I did. In a moment all four hands on the table tensed and 
started exerting pressure.

While Jessica's arms didn't look bigger than Will's or John's, but now as all of their arm's 
were straining against each other you could clearly see that Jessica had both of them in 
the arms department. It was incredulous to see her arm swelling with tight, firm muscles; 
the striations appearing on her forearms, a vein or two snaking around the incredible 
muscles in her hands.

For ten seconds they were all evenly matched but then she started lowering Will's arm 
and soon John's followed suit. In another ten seconds she had pressed Will's arm on the 
table and John was struggling very hard not to get pinned. Her biceps had swelled like 
crazy and Alicia gingerly felt them.

'It's harder than anything I've touched,' she squealed, impressed.

It seemed as if Jessica was just waiting for the compliment for Alicia hadn't even 
completed that sentence that she pinned John's arm on the table as well.

'Damn Jess, you are really strong,' offered William.

'No swearing Will,' I cut in.

'Sorry Luke,' he said rubbing his sore arm, 'but I haven't come across such a strong girl. 
She might even give you a run for your money.'

DAMN! I thought of quickly diverting the topic before anyone could suggest something 
stupid, but I took a little too much time.

'How about Luke, Jess?' asked stupid Alicia, 'Can you beat him too?'

John chipped in like an oxymoron, 'Why don't we find out? What do you say Jess?'

'I think Luke already knows I can kick his arse.' said Jessica. However her tone wasn't 
arrogant. She was a bit shy despite the boldness in her statement.

I was miffed. 'Shut up Jessica! You can kick my arse only in your dreams.'

'Do you really wanna try your luck against these?' She smiled coyly even while she lifted 
her arms and flexed. My heart skipped a beat as her shoulders hardened showing neat 
striations on them. Two large, oval peaks popped up from underneath her white skin. Her 
biceps swelled so sensually that I almost had a hard on and that too for my sister! She 
was looking so strong at that time that I almost feared the worst. William, John and Alicia 
gave cries of delight and sought to feel those magnificent mounds of muscle. Her 
beautiful blue eyes sparkled like sapphires as she looked at me. She had a sensual, 
captivating smile on her luscious lips and I couldn't believe anyone could look so 
beautiful.

I had no idea how to get out of arm wrestling but I was going to try nevertheless. 'Arm 
wrestling isn't really a measure of strength. It is too much dependant on technique.' I 
blurted.

'So why don't you guys wrestle?' asked Alicia (fucking bitch).

'Yeah, that's a great idea,' chorused John and Will.

'Shut up guys, we're too old for such nuisance.' I dismissed their enthusiastic support for 
Alicia's idiotic suggestion and turned around to walk into the house

I almost shouted as I felt two strong arms grabbing me from behind. Even before I could 
realise what was happening I was in a punishing headlock. Jessica had wrapped her arms 
around my neck and was forcing me down. Quickly I reached out for her calves and felt a 
surge of electricity as my palm touched the steaming mass of muscle well hidden under 
her cargo. I pulled up her foot and we both fell back.

Jess still didn't relax her grip. I was on my back and her taut body was spread over me. I 
thrashed around like a fish caught on net but she held fast. Her bulging bicep was cutting 
into my throat making it difficult to breathe. I tried to pry her hands off but wasn't 
successful. Her arms were silky smooth but incredulously hard.

'What's wrong Luke? I think, I am whooping your arse I am pretty sure neither one of us 
is dreaming.'

She might have noticed my face growing white as she relaxed her headlock but still held 
me steadfast. I reached out with my arms and grabbed her luxuriant hair. In desperation I 
pulled hard at it. She screamed like hell and I was able to roll off of her headlock. 
Quickly I got to my feet and just stood there, not knowing what to do. She was looking 
very angry and I got a little scared.

'You are going to pay for that,' she hissed. 'I didn't know that you were so weak so as to 
resort to such tactics. What's the matter? Little sister's arms too strong for you that you 
have to pull her hair to get out of them.' She flexed her arms as she completed the 
sentence. I was getting a little more scared. Her flexed arms looked ominous in that 
bulbous, muscular form.

'Kids, come on! We're going.'  Aunt Linda was yelling in her nasal voice. Her voice was 
ever so irritating but today it sounded sweeter than any voice I had ever heard. We could 
hear her footsteps approaching. We still couldn't see her because of the tall hedge but we 
knew she would be here in half a minute. We also knew that she would get very cross if 
she knew we were fighting.

Jessica lowered her majestic arms, unrolled her sleeves and started smoothing her golden 
hair as Aunt Linda came into view. No one uttered a word.

That night my mind was in turmoil. I couldn't get over the smarting Jessica had imparted 
on me. I didn't know how to face her or John.

I was awakened at seven am by mom as she reminded me that she and dad were going to 
visit Uncle Ned and taking John with them. Jessica and I were to remain in the house.

'But I thought Jessica was going with you as well,' I said.

'She was but she told me yesterday that she had a school assignment to complete. 
Anyway, we'll be back by eight pm. Don't go out today. Stay in the house today because 
Mrs. Tanner is also going with us. Don't leave your sister alone.'

'All right, mom.'

After they had left I wondered if Jessica really had some assignment. After breakfast, I 
seated myself on the huge sofa and switched on the television. It was the first day of 
Ashes and I had nothing else to do. I sipped my cola as Trescothik and Strauss walked in 
to open the innings. The commentator was harping on how dependable their partnership 
was but no one really fancied England's chances against Ponting and Company.

I heard some footsteps and turned around towards the kitchen. Jessica had just woken up 
and was taking out the milk carton from the fridge. She was wearing a tank top, which 
bared her midriff and a pink pair of panties, which failed to hide her bowling ball butt. 
They were round and appeared extremely firm even from a distance. I had never seen 
such a perfectly shaped ass on any female. Her thighs were big and quite beefily muscled 
with large muscular calves. She looked so strongly built with broad shoulders, full breasts 
and brawny limbs. Her waist however was slim and her exposed midriff muscles looked 
so sexy that I found myself getting hard.

I turned back and tried to concentrate on the television before she could see me spying on 
her. To my intense surprise, instead of going back to her room she walked up to the 
couch. I'd thought, she'd be embarrassed walking up to her elder brother in her thongs.

She came right up to where I was sitting. 'Good morning, Luke,' she said. 'Are they 
gone?'

'Yes,' I said looking into her gorgeous face. 'I thought you were going as well.'

'Yes, but I thought I'd better finish my physics assignment.'

As I dropped my gaze, I noticed that her bushy blond pubic hair was clearly visible 
protruding from all three sides of her thong. She didn't seem to notice my gaze as she 
turned around showing off her incredible ass and walked off.

I was harder than a ramrod as I saw her walk into her room on her powerful legs as 
gracefully as a dove. I couldn't believe how beautiful she was and how confident was her 
attitude. She knew she was a stunner; I just hoped she didn't know what was going 
through my mind.

I had realised three years ago that I wasn't normal. By that I mean my taste in women was 
not normal. While guys went either for a slim girl or a buxom girl, I went for muscular 
chics. So long I hadn't had a girlfriend who was muscular cause it was difficult to find 
such girls. I had dated almost all the pretty girls in the school and had sex with a lot of 
them but I had never been with a girl who could make my heart and my libido sing at the 
same time. Now for the first time I had realised that I was living with a girl who was not 
only the most muscular girl of her age in the town but also the most beautiful one.

At around one in the afternoon, there was a knock on my bedroom door. Jessica walked 
in confidently as I sat up on my bed and dog-eared the page of the book I was reading.

She had the same midriff-baring tank top on under an unbuttoned shirt; the panties I had 
seen earlier were hidden under a pair of jeans. Her hair was pulled back into a cute 
ponytail and she was looking as gorgeous as ever.

'We need to talk,' she said as she sat on the bed.

'About what,' I asked.

'About our situation.'

'And what situation is that?' I asked fearing the worst. I hoped she wasn't going to make 
me wrestle her again.

She didn't answer for some time. We kept on staring in each other's eyes. My heartbeat 
ran up as I was struck for the umpteenth time by her beauty. But this was a bit different. I 
could sense something in her stare as well.

'Touch my arm,' she said.

'What?'

'You heard me! Touch my arm and tell me how it feels.'

I kept on staring at her without uttering anything for at least fifteen seconds before I 
realized that she wasn't going to leave my room till I complied.

My hand was shaking as I reached out to touch her arm. Her upper arms were covered 
with her half sleeved cotton shirt but it still felt like steel as I grabbed it. It was like a bolt 
of electricity had passed from her hand into mine.

'Your arm ... it feels really hard and sinewy, Jess.'

'I'm hard and sinewy all around, Luke.'

'I can't say I'm surprised.' I muttered shyly.

'Do you like it ... I mean ... that my body is so strongly built?' She questioned coyly.

I didn't know what to say. I had a raging hard on and I didn't want her to see that. This 
wasn't right.

'I don't think we should talk like this.'

'Why not,' she questioned. 'What's wrong with that? There have been many societies 
where ... you know ... they been intimate with their siblings.'

'I don't know Jess.' I said. 'We might end up hurting each other.'

We were silent for a long time. Eventually she broke the silence. 'Touch my arm. I like it 
when you do that. There's nothing wrong in touching your sister's arm.'

I placed my palm lightly on her left arm. I couldn't believe what was happening.

'Roll up my sleeves Luke.' She demanded.

I slid up her sleeves slowly. Her arm appeared bigger than I had thought. It was the first 
time I had seen it so close.

'Don't you like it when it becomes bigger ... stronger?'

I said something inaudible.

'I like it. I love it when it bulges out,' she said, her lips curling into a cute grin. Slowly she 
made a fist. She pulled her broad forearm towards her shoulders and an egg shaped 
mound of muscle started to erupt on her upper arm. It was expanding slowly ... sexily ... 
gradually. Her skin was still satiny, silkily smooth but the shape of her arm was 
transforming into a bulge, a big bulge of strength and power. She was making it erupt 
with all their size and strength ... for me ... for me alone. Her forearm had also 
transformed. It wasn't as smooth as it normally looked but had become ropy with puffed 
up veins running on it.

'Don't you like the look of it?'

'Umm... unh... yeah, it looks lovely.'

'Then why aren't you feeling them. I know you want to.'

I started running my palm over the mountainous ball of muscle. The skin was so smooth 
yet harder than iron.

'Jess, it feels…it feels... so hard... and...'

'Do you really like it?' she asked.

'Yes... It's so... so sexy.'

'Am I sexy too?' She asked in a surprisingly sincere tone. I would have thought she was 
being arrogant, knowing how incredibly attractive she was. She really didn't know how I 
felt about her.

'You know you are. You're about the sexiest girl I've ever met or seen.'

Her face lit up like a freshly lit candle as I said that. She inched closer. My eyes closed as 
her lips got closer and I felt a sudden tinge as her soft lips met mine. The kiss lingered as 
we embraced each other like long lost lovers. I could feel the rock solidity her body 
against mine and my erection was ready to pierce the fabric of my shorts. I was afraid 
she'd feel my hard-on so I tried easing my body away from hers a little bit. But Jessica's 
body was unrelenting and her arms too powerful.

'St... Stop.' I whimpered.

She was a bit surprised as she let go. I got off the bed and wiped off the beads of 
perspiration from my forehead. The sweet taste of Jessica's saliva was still in my mouth.

'What's wrong?' she said, getting up. 'Didn't you like it?'

'I did. I loved it. That's what is wrong.'

She walked up to where I was standing. She put her hand against my chest and pushed 
me softly towards the wall. She was smiling seductively as she held me captive against 
the wall and her young, hard body. The next moment I felt her luscious lips on my neck 
as her hands slid down, cupping my buttocks. She was greedily biting and sucking my 
neck and I was ready to explode in a few seconds. Her tongue forced its way into my 
mouth and I loved the way she thrust it like a missile. Her tongue was warm and sweet as 
she explored every inch of my mouth. I was stunned by the ferociousness of her kiss and 
I thought I'd pass out for lack of breath. Still, I was loving every second of it.

I felt her hands, which were cupping my buns tighten as she grabbed my arse and with a 
burst of immense power lifted me clean off the floor. I wrapped my legs around her small 
waist as she pressed me tighter into her body. I felt a stab of pain as my erection was 
crushed against her flat, muscular abs. And I was shocked by the firmness of her breasts 
as they pressed against my chest.

I knew I was about to explode in a matter of seconds when thankfully she ended the kiss. 
I unwrapped my legs from around her waist as she lowered my body down. I was still 
amazed at how easily she was able to lift my body.

We were both breathless as we stood there looking into each other's eyes. She spoke first.

'I love you.'

'I love you too, Jess but...'

'Stop!' She said, 'no more buts Luke. I love you and you love me. Not as lovers, maybe 
but we love each other just the same. I know it's unacceptable in our society. So what? 
What we do in our house is our concern and no one else's. Why should we be afraid of 
others? I know you're scared that people might find this out but I'm not. I love you and if 
you want this to be a secret then it'll remain a secret.'

I was shamed by the emotion in her words. I didn't say anything.

'There's something I've to tell you though. I want to be completely honest with you. I 
have a boyfriend and I like him a lot. I don't love him but we have physical intimacy. As 
much as I love you, I can't break off with him right now.'

I didn't what to say. It was all so confusing. I had just been french kissed by my sister and 
now she was telling me about her boyfriend. I was finding it hard enough to digest that 
my sister was stronger than me and now all this. I was overwhelmed by the situation as I 
sat down on the bed.

'What do you think we should do?' I asked finally.

'What you want is what we'll do. I'll keep seeing my boyfriend and you'll keep seeing 
Christine. We'll keep this a secret from everyone except the two of them.'

'There's no way Christine will go out with me if she come to know about what we did.'

'It's your decision not to tell Christine but I'll not keep this from Ken. Infact he is going to 
come see me tonight and I want you to meet him.'

'Are you out of your mind?' I asked as I realised how mortifying it would be to sit with 
my sister's boyfriend as she explains to him about what we did and what we intend to 
keep on doing. 'I'll have no part in this. In fact what we did was wrong and I don't want us 
to continue in this path.

Jessica's lips curled up into a sardonic grin. 'We'll do more than what we did today and 
you can't back out of this.'

'I sure will.' I said angrily. 'This is the beginning and end of our little adventure.'

'I don't think so Luke. There are two reasons why you can't back off now. First is this,' 
she raised her arms and flexed her mountainous bicep once again. 'I am stronger than you 
and there's no way you can stop me. I'll beat you to pulp if you try to back down.'

'And the second is this,' she continued. She put her hand in the back pocket of her jeans 
and took out a tiny voice recorder. I've recorded our little conversation and if you don't 
comply with my wishes, I'll send this CD to Christine.'

I couldn't believe that only a few minutes ago, she was acting in such an affectionate 
manner and now she had turned into a monster(she looked hot either ways).

'We'll do whatever you want but why do we have to include your boyfriend into any of 
this.?' I pleaded.

'Because that's what I want. Now go spruce up. Ken will be here in half an hour.' She 
gave me an evil grin and walked off towards her room.

I knew I had no choice. I knew now that her sweet talk when she walked into my room 
was just for show. But I still didn't know what she wanted or what she'll gain by going 
through with her plans. I couldn't think of any plausible answer to that. Dejected, I 
walked back to my room.

Thirty minutes later, the bell rang. I tiptoed to the door and heard faint voices of Jessica 
and another male voice. Around ten minutes later, I heard Jessica's voice over the 
intercom.

'Get you arse down to my room Luke. What are you waiting for?'

I just sat there. I was shit scared. I didn't want to face either Jessica or her boyfriend. At 
first I thought, I'll just lock my room and stay inside, but then I remembered the CD.

'Come into my room right now Luke or I'll come up there and drag you downstairs.' The 
intercom rang again.

Slowly I made my way towards Jessica's room. The door was open and Jessica came up 
to me. Next to her was a boy of her age. But he looked like a giant. He stood 6'2 and 
looked even more buffed up than Jessica. I couldn't believe he was only fifteen looking at 
his body. His face however was very smooth and he was quite a handsome boy with 
golden hair like Jessica's.

It was obvious that they were meant for each other. He couldn't have weighed less than 
220 pounds. It was also apparent that he was a bodybuilder. He had a sleeveless tee shirt 
on and his muscular arms looked ominous. Jessica gave him a wink and he raised his arm 
and flexed. I couldn't believe how big his arms were as his biceps expanded like a helium 
filled balloon.

'They measure seventeen inches, Luke. How big are your arms?' Jess purred. I didn't want 
to answer. She knew pretty well that my biceps were barely thirteen inches.

'Well that's alright Jess. Your brother sure looks like a wimp but that's the kind I prefer.' 
Ken said.

'What do you mean?' I asked.

'Shut up Luke. You'll find out what he means in a minute.' She grabbed me roughly and 
the very next moment she had picked me up, draping my body over her broad shoulders. I 
felt her hand yanking off my shorts and underwear in one swift motion.

'What are you doing?' I yelled. 'Put me down.'

'In a minute,' she said and with her other hand, she pulled my tee shirt off my body. In 
less than ten seconds I was completely nude, my penis crushed against her shoulders. The 
ease with which she was able to handle my weight was making me very excited. She 
walked towards her bed and dumped me on top of it.

'Don't try to cover up, you idiot or I'll make mince meat out of you.' She threatened.

Her threat was good and I kept lying there my half erect penis thrashing around.

'Is that all he's got,' sneered Ken.

'Not really, I can make him bigger but he's nowhere near you,' answered my diabolical 
sister.

Ken started walking towards the bed and I was shit scared. He came to stand right next to 
the bed and asked me to sit up.

'Who do you think you're to order me in my house?' I said and at the same moment 
regretted it.

'I'll show you who I am, shithead.' snarled Ken and placing his monstrous hands under 
my armpits lifted me clean off the bed. I shrieked like a little girl as he effortlessly 
swayed my body left and right.

'Well Jessica, he's a wimp all right but he's pretty good looking.'

'I know.'

'How old is he?' Ken asked.

'He's seventeen, two years older than us.'

'That's shameful.'

'Well,' said Ken putting me back on ground. 'Let's get started.'

He removed his sleeveless tee shirt, exposing his ultra muscular torso. He was built like a 
heavyweight bodybuilder. His chest was heavily muscled and must have measured more 
than 45 inches. His waist was thin with very well defined six-pack adorning his abdomen. 
Then he lowered his pants and I almost died of shock looking at the muscle definition and 
thickness of his thighs and calves. His thighs could have easily measured well over 27 
inches. The very next thing I noticed put the fear of God in me. As he removed his 
underwear his massive organ came into view. I swear I had never seen such a huge penis 
in my life. And right now as it was fully erect, it seemed well over nine inches and it's 
thickness was almost double of mine.

It was dawning on me what he was going to do with that huge dick of his and I could pee 
in my pants. At least I was going to be impaled by a large and beautiful boy, I thought. I 
had never had any gay fantasies before this but looking at Ken I thought now that maybe 
it wasn't that bad.

Ken raised one of his mammoth arms and grabbed my collar. He pulled me towards him 
and then with his heavy hand forced me to kneel in front of his gigantic manhood.

'Go ahead Luke. Take it in your hands, massage it and then I think you know what to do 
with it. I put my hands around his erection and felt a little thrill. I couldn't completely 
cover it even with both my hands. And right then a feeling of intense revulsion struck me. 
I started to fall away from his dick but he grabbed my head and forced me to swallow his 
penis.

'Take it in your mouth or I'll crush your skull. Look how big these hands are.' He 
growled.

I must have gotten some of my courage back as I shot back, 'You can perhaps force your 
penis in my mouth but believe me, once you do that, and it wouldn't stay attached to your 
body.'

'You fucking cunt,' he shouted and grabbed my hair. With superhuman strength he lifted 
me clean off the ground and threw me on Jessica's bed. I shouted like a cornered animal 
and tried to run out of the room but Ken was quicker. He jumped on me and grabbed my 
neck. Then he grabbed my crotch and lifted my body right over his head. I screamed as 
he continued to bench press me over his head. After a few seconds he dropped me back 
on the bed and forced me to lie on my stomach. I knew what was coming next but I was 
powerless in front of the gorgeous behemoth. He grabbed me from behind just above my 
crotch and made me crouch on all fours.

Then I felt him trying to force his humongous erection inside of my anus. I screamed 
bloody murder but was completely defenseless. Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt his 
enormous penis tearing through my arsehole.

'Fuck! Stop Ken,' I heard Jessica yell.

'What now?'

'He's bleeding, you son of a bitch. Get off him.'

'Are you crazy? Everyone bleeds the first time. I think he's enjoying it.'

'Shut up Ken. Get away from him right now!'

Thankfully I felt his massive organ come out of my bleeding anus. I was crying like a 
baby and I felt like retching. I coiled my body hugging my knees as the real pain was 
now starting to build in my arse.

Jessica ran to the bathroom and brought some cotton. I felt her sturdy fingers trying to 
stem the flow of blood but I guess I was bleeding pretty badly. I felt her arms snake under 
my body and the very next instant she had lifted me off the bed in her strong arms. She 
carried me as if I weighed nothing and that was the last thing I remember as everything 
around me darkened.