You're really going to like this."Anton manoeuvred Dylan onto his back on the cushions of the couch and mounted him. Now they were fucking face to fac...."This probably won't work," Anton said."What won't work?" Dylan asked between breaths."Since you're straight, I likely can't fuck you to a hands-free orgasm," Anton explained. "Only gay men can come like that while someone fucks their ass."Dylan's cock twitched, but it did not surrender."You're not some fairy who just needs to be fucked hard. But I didn’t seem to generate my interest in my sister. Then late one day an opportunity presented itself. We were home alone and I was finishing showering. I exited the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around my mid-section. She was seated in the family room watching TV. I walked into the family room with my towel wrapped around me making small talk. It seemed like she was trying to not look at me. So I sat the big arm-chair kitty corner from her. I sat on the edge. She had the one advantage of being a very gifted young woman, one of the best students in mathematics at her high school. She also was good in social studies and clearly a cut above most of her classmates. Being one to the better students at Cecilia's high school wasn't particularly hard from an academic point of view, given that it was located in a blighted neighborhood and had one of the lowest graduation rates in the United States.Cecilia became a rebel among her classmates simply by doing. Still had that nice S shape that, again, liked to draw some attention whether wanted or not. Countless hours in the gym doing squats and exorcising had made my booty something that could be recruited for a lewd rap video. And standing at 5'4", it looked quite large on my small frame.Putting on some comfy clothes, a pair of sweatpants and an oversized shirt from an ex, I headed out the door of my dorm room and over to the front desk to get my mail, "Hi Stephen, anything for me today?" I smiled.