Teaching Each other by Layates112

Teaching Each other by Layates112

Kasey was laying on her bed, her shoulder length blonde hair pulled back, hoping she had gotten the lighting right when she heard the door slam and the pounding of heavy, running feet up the stairs. She looked over at her cell phone seated in the lighting ring and sighed. Snapping the picture, Kasey stood up and looked. Finally. She had been working on that pose for ten minutes. Bang! The door down the hall slammed and she heard a crash. Reaching over to the chair near her desk she picked up and pulled on her light blue silk robe. It was the middle of the day no one was supposed to be home.

Looking around she found a pair of soft black sweats she pulled those up over her tanned muscled legs and over her plump butt. Another crash. Was she being robbed? Moving to her bedside table she found the pistol her ex had bought her and checked it was loaded. Pulling her cell phone from her lighting stand she moved to her door and pulled it opened it. Looking down the hall she saw her brother’s door was closed.

“Kevin!” She called out, her voice hopeful, she really didn’t want to shoot a home invader today. She was planning on showering and going to get some lunch and uploading the photos she had taken to her content page and make a bit of money. Shooting someone was not in her plan.

“What?” Her younger brother yelled from behind his door. Kasey sighed and set her gun and phone down in her room before she crossed the hall, made sure her robe was closed all the way and knocked on the door.

“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be in school?” Kasey asked.

“Mind your own business Kelee!” He shouted back and something else inside crashed. Wow, he really must have been pissed off to risk the ass kicking she usually gave someone who called her by her stupid birth name. She was Kasey to her friends and SexyKasey on her IG presence and social media. No one called her Kelee. Her mom and dad had given her that name but they had given her up for adoption when she was born. Her folks, her adopted folks, had thought they couldn’t have kids at first so they got her and made a home and then, two years later, Kevin was born. None of them had ever treated her like she was adopted. She had never known anything else.

“What’s got your panties in a bunch?” She asked through the door. She was met with silence. No not silence. She listened at the door and heard something else. Her baby brother crying. Kevin was 18, worked out, captain of the basketball team since he was a sophomore. He was smart and funny and was had just started dating the cutest girl in school, Head Cheerleader Kelly Monroe. He had been accepted to Stanford, full ride for basketball and had only a week left of school. What on earth could he possibly have to be upset about?

Looking up at the big ‘Keep Out’ Sign on his door she sighed, tightened the ties of her robe again and tried the knob. Unlocked.

“Kev, I’m coming in.” Kasey said and she pushed the door open.

Kevin was sitting on his bed, his short blonde hair was matted a bit at the temples, look like he had been working out which was pretty common. To say her brother was built was an understatement. When he stood to his full height he was about 6’3″ and weighted about 210 or she would guess. He wore nice clothes because he could afford it. Their mom and dad both worked as a doctor and a nurse respectively and so they wanted for nothing. But it also meant they were not around much, especially with the current pandemic and all. He was dressed like he had been at school but he looked disheveled and his strong jawed yet kind, hairless face was wet with tears and his beautiful, sky blue eyes were red from the rawness of his sadness.

It broke her heart to see him like this. Kevin was tough, or he tried to be around most people. He was different with her: tender, fun, goofy. But they were close so it was understandable. Kasey felt her hackles rise as she saw the pain her brother was in as he sat amidst the mess of his room. He had knocked over a chair and slammed his desk into the wall and caused his computer to fall over, hence the crashing from before.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Kasey asked as she moved into the room and shut the door behind her.

“I don’t want to talk about it, I had my door shut for a reason.” He said as he stood up and picked up an at least day old towel off the floor, sniffed it and then wiped his tears and nose on it.

Boys could be so gross. Kasey thought as he dropped the towel again and lay down on the bed, a bit dramatically she thought but kept his silence.

“She told everyone.” Kevin said in a voice barely above a whisper. Kacey took a deep steadying breath. This could not be good.

“Who told everyone what?” Kasey asked as she moved over, righted his gaming chair and sat down across from him.

“Kelly, she told everyone…something about me that is going to ruin me.” Kevin said as he stared at the ceiling. Kasey had to fight to suppress a laugh at his choice of words.

“Ruin you? What did she see your browser history?” Kacey asked trying to lighten the mood. He shot her a look that was a mix of panic and then annoyance. Kacey wondered what indeed was in his browser history that would elicit a reaction like that. Have to put her skills to use one of these days when she got bored later this week.

“Not funny, Kelee.” Kevin said, adding a bit of venom on her name, lashing out at her verbally. He had never done that even in their early teen years when they fought about the super important stuff like who go to use the TV and all that other crap that seemed so important then and so very meaningless now. He must actually be worried.

“OK, Kevey,” She started, using the pet name he hated to show him she wasn’t going to just let it slide, “What happened?”

Kevin looked over at her then and sighed. Finally he was going to stop being dramatic and just spill.

“Kelly posted a picture of me passed out in her bed.”

“Whoa. When did that start? Kasey was surprised. Her baby bro had always acted like he was some super smooth ladies’ man and with his looks no one questioned him. But she knew the truth, she knew full well that he was or at least had been a virgin. Up until now he had always been the “sweet guy” or the “Nice Guy” to the girls that he knew and even a few of her friends that had grabbed him for a date for a cousins wedding or a date for prom or something like that. He was friend zone material for some reason, despite being handsome and cut.

Her little brother was a conundrum. Something else surprised her also, she felt something else at knowing her brother was no longer a virgin, it waxed a little like jealousy which made no sense to her.

“Every day for the last two weeks.” Kevin said and he stifled a laugh when he looked at her and saw her expression.

“Wow every day, she’s created a monster.” Kasey said as she sat back, crossing her arms and again fighting back some feeling she was uncomfortable admitting were one hundred percent jealousy. “Wait she didn’t post you naked online did she? Because if she did you’re not the one that is in trouble she is.”

“Hold on. First off I’m 18 dumbass, second I wasn’t naked.” Kevin said as he rolled over and buried his head in his pillows. Kasey looked him over and shook her head. He was tall, strong, and sweet; what could he possibly have done to warrant some kind of shaming post?

“So? What did she do or what did you do?” Kasey was starting to get bored with this, and cold she was only wearing a light silk robe and a pair of sweats.

“It’s embarrassing, and what are you doing home anyway? I thought you had work for that internship with Jones, whoever and whoever.” Kevin said in a muffled voice through his pillows.

“Yeah no that was over about three months ago. Stop being evasive, asshole and tell me what happened. If she’s messing with my baby brother I’ll have to kick her skinny ass all over the place.”

“You what? Mom and Dad networked like crazy to get that job to hear them tell it.” Kevin said still avoiding and trying to change the subject. Kasey scoffed. Yeah they thought that “networking’ made up for not being there at any of her tennis matches except at the awards banquet or something where they could be seen.

“Yeah, it must have been tough to get their dean’s list college daughter an unpaid internship where I get to be someone’s bitch in hopes to “gain experience”, whatever. You’re not getting off that easy, what did she do?”

“She tagged me as ‘Two Pump Chump’ and linked it to the whole team, both hers and mine. The whole fucking school is gonna know I have no fucking stamina, and I’m terrible in bed.” Kevin screamed into the pillow before rolling over and covering his face with his big strong hands.

Kasey sat back and unfolded her arms. Wow that was a shitty thing to do. I mean if Kevin really did have a stamina problem then instead of being a cunt, Kelly should have worked with him, helped him, and trained him until he was a titan in bed. In almost any situation simple consistency and time will help and solve the problem.

“We fooled around every day and every time, it was…” he sighed. “It was just like she said, like two second and done.” Kevin said as he finally uncovered his face, turning his amazing eyes her way. She felt so bad for him, he looked so heart broken and just flat out miserable.

“Ok wow that really sucks. She wasn’t willing to…work with you, help you get better?” Kasey asked and Kevin rolled off the bed, moving over to right the desk and pick up his computer.

“Oh my god can you not please? I mean why do you care, it’s my sex life that will now never happen again until I’m in college. Anyway if you are not working what are you doing every day?” Kevin asked as he opened his lap top and gave a small smile that it still turned on.

Kasey stood up and moved over to stand in his doorway. She had kept her new job pretty close to the vest. She wasn’t ashamed of anything she was doing but she also didn’t want to have the big conversation with her parents if they found out she was making more money than she could possibly imagine. She had only had her content sight since it started to blow up during the pandemic. Nothing gratuitous but she did some pretty risqué stuff. Full nude and all that but no sex or exploitive shit. And still they ate it up. She had a comma in her bank account for the first time and way way more than that in and she had only been at it for seven months. Last person she wanted to know was her little brother, or worse yet her parents.