"C-Clark! GET OUT!" was the only thing I could think of at the time to say. I looked at my sister who was wearing a spaghetti-strapped black tank top ...ith shorts so short that I could see her ass. I gulped and began to slowly rub my cock again looking at her. Her tits had gotten bigger. She seemed to be about a C now."Aw big brother needs help," she said. My eyes widened as she got into my bed and lay right next to me and taking my cock and whispering into my ear. "Were gonna have so much fun. ’”I glanced to where the trio of stars were sitting and looking at me.I got a nod from Melissa, a smile from Liz and a thumb pointed upward from Conny.“Yes, they have agreed to add that to the end of the statements that I’ve already provided,” I said.“Thank you for your time, Mr. Blakely,” Marti said. “And please thank Liz, Melissa and Conny for their response.”“Thank you for bringing it to our attention,” I told her.“Yes, I think it’s pretty safe to say that nobody out there is hanging on. Maybe Ido have more trophies than my super star sister.I flash back to all those years I spent stretching with my big Sis in mydanskins or in my tutu and her, in her sweats, or 'racing against eachother' on our stationary bikes, or skipping rope together. The years Ispent spotting her as she trained with weights (forbidden for any sissy touse), and changing out her weights. I always thought I was 'training'her, but I guess she was 'training' me as well."Your big sister tried out for the. That’s where I’d like it to go.’ John padded on bare feet back to the bathroom, raising his eyebrows at himself in the mirror. ‘Or mine. I’m not picky.’ His inner voice snorted rudely.’Well fuck yeah. That’s a given. We already knew that was a goal, didn’t we? But that’s not what I’m talking about.’ John was quiet, reaching for his shaving gear, now avoiding his own eyes in the mirror. ‘Johnny, Johnny, Johnny.’ his inner voice sighed. ‘All right. I won’t say another word about it. For now. You.