Corrupting The Golden Boy Ch. 04

I heard her laughing and talking while John seemed to be flirting with her. I felt a slight twinge of jealousy and headed out with the drinks.

"Hey bro, you didn't tell me your cute friend was coming over," Tara said cheerfully.

I shrugged. "Well I thought you'd be going out today."

She giggled. "Oh yeah right. He's just so overprotective of me," She told John.

"Well dude you didn't tell me you had such a pretty sister," John said as I handed him a drink.

I kept a straight face. "Tara I'd give you a drink but you're a minor," I teased.

"Aww you can give her a drink. You need to loosen up dude," John said.

Tara smiled. "That's Ok. I'm not much of a drinker. I'm just going to take a quick swim and then work on my tan."

We both watched her splash into the water. She swam so gracefully with her long brown hair all wet and her body doing little turns in the water. I watched John drool over my sister and felt the need to tell him to stop but then again that wasn't my time or place to do that. She went underwater for a few seconds and came back up smiling at us both.

"Why don't you both come into the water?" She asked giggling.

John didn't hesitate at all and dived right into the pool with Tara. I felt sick to my stomach knowing that I was actually getting jealous about my best friend and sister having a good time. Tara was flirting with John and I didn't know whether it was to piss me off or because she actually did like him. Either way my blood was boiling.

They splashed water at one another and I just sat back and drank hoping to get drunk and forget about Tara's flirting. Every time John moved closer to my sister I felt more enraged. It was crazy. I had to stop feeling this way. She was my sister that was all. My sister with a sexy body and gorgeous face.

I saw Tara glaring up at me every now and then. She probably noticed my fury so she decided to get out of the pool. I noticed John staring at her ass while she stepped out of the pool. Her white bikini didn't hide much. She was all wet and I felt my cock harden since I could see her dark nipples through her bikini top. The water dripped from her hair and body and she smiled at me.

"Bro you missed a good swim," she said in a flirty tone.

I shrugged. "Looks like you had a good time with John no need for me to get involved."

She was about to speak when John came up from behind. "Damn that was cool. I don't think I've had more fun with a girl than I did today. Aidan you sister is awesome."

She stared at me hoping I'd object but I couldn't. I knew Tara was amazing. "Well you hear that bro? I wish you'd be a little nicer to me."

I scoffed. "Nicer? Yeah right after the way you treat me?"

John looked confused. "Don't tell me you both fight?"

"Of course we do."

Tara pulled up a lounge chair and sat next to me. "That's not true. I just like to torture my brother. I love him more than anything."

John had a wicked smile. "Yeah? How much do you love each other?"

I almost choked on my drink and Tara just laughed softly. "We really love one another if you know what I mean?"

John nodded. "No I don't."

Tara moved closer to me and whispered in my ear. "I want you to kiss me."

I gasped but tried to keep my cool. "What? Are you insane? This is my friend here. Tara you're going too far."

"Do it Aidan. Let him watch us kiss. I'm not going to fuck you. I'm just going to make out with you," she whispered back.

"No I won't."

"Well then I'll just tell Dad..."

"Fine!" I hissed.

I felt my heart pounding but John didn't seem to mind. His eyes were full of curiosity. Tara moved close to me and put her arms around my neck. I didn't move letting her take control once again. She moved her lips towards mine and we slowly began to kiss. Our mouths parted and our tongues danced in each other's mouths. Tara's mouth felt so warm and her wet skin was turning me on even more. My hands wandered down to her waist and then back up to her shoulders. It was such a long, wet, and intense kiss that I forgot John was there.

Tara broke our kiss and gave me a sinful grin. We looked over at John who was sitting down in on of the lounge chairs stroking his cock. He quickly put his cock away looking embarrassed and Tara just laughed. I felt myself blushing and quickly stood up hoping my hard on wouldn't show.

"I-I'm going to get another drink. Anyone want one?" I asked nervously.

John shyly nodded. "Y-Yeah I w-want one."

Tara stood up. "I don't. I'm going to lay here for a bit. I need to get some tan."

I walked into the house my heart racing and my hands shaking. I had no idea how John would view me from now on. He too thought I was the perfect son, and now I had no clue what he would think of me.

When I walked back out to the pool area, Tara was wrapping a towel around her lovely body. She was saying something to John and he had a huge smile on his face. She walked past me and winked at me. I took John his drink and he shot me a wicked look.

"What?"

"What do you mean what? You and your sister... well you know fuck each other?"

"No!" I protested. It was the truth. Tara and I had shared oral sex but not intercourse. Although deep down I wanted it.

"Yeah sure I believe you."

I kept trying to protest but John cut me off. "Why didn't you ever mention how sexy she was to me?"

"Oh yeah like I'm going to tell you that my sister is sexy?"

"I don't see why not. I mean you kissed her right in front me. Damn that was hot!"

I kept from trying to smile. I had secretly enjoyed having John watch me kiss my own flesh and blood. "Well it's a thing we do every now and then. Just don't go around telling anyone."

"Hey keeping it in the family is all good. I only wish I had a sister now!" John laughed.

"Ok that's enough. I don't think we should talk about Tara anymore."

"Why not? She and I are going out later on you know."

I gulped my drink. "What?"

"Yeah I asked her out. She's a real cutie."

I felt like punching John out. How could he ask Tara out? Didn't he know I was the only one that she should be after? I didn't say anything just kept quiet.

Later on that night my parents got home and after showering they headed to bed. It was past 9 pm that night and I couldn't stop thinking about Tara and John going out. I knew why it bothered me so much I just didn't want to admit it. I had to speak to Tara immediately.

I tiptoed to her room and knocked on the door. She opened the door making my eyes almost pop out of my eye sockets with what she was wearing. It was a short white miniskirt and a black crop top that showed her hard flat belly. Her hair was down and held back by two shiny silver pins. She looked breathtaking.

"Hey bro," she said stepping back to invite me in.

"Tara, be careful with John. He's got a reputation for sleeping with girls and never calling them again."

She chuckled. "Really? Well you know what? I don't give a damn. If he fucks me and dumps me, who cares. I only want him for a quick fuck anyway."

My eyes widened. "You can't be serious!"

"Yes I am. Why shouldn't I be? Guys do that sort of thing all the time and they are studs, yet when we do it we are sluts? No my sweet brother of mine, we girls have needs too."

She was about to go spray perfume on herself and I grabbed her arm and pulled her towards me. "You can't do that Tara."

She pulled herself away from me. "I can do anything I want. I'm in control here. Or have you forgotten that? Besides why are you getting all upset, it's not like you're my boyfriend or anything."

I sighed and knew it was hopeless to argue with her. "Fine. Do whatever you want. I don't care."

With that I walked out and went back to my room slamming the door. I felt so infuriated. I wasn't going to think about Tara and John having sex. No way. I had to keep my mind focused on other things. The question was what?