[I wanted to write more :). This story is in America's POV. Enjoy!]
The second I walk into my bro's house, I know something's up. For one thing, he isn't downstairs, drowning his breakfast in syrup. For another, Katie's bag is on the table instead of with Katie. With my oh-so-awesome judgement, I assume Canada'd been hittin' it last night! It sucks how he's gotten more action in the bedroom than I have... and I'm the older brother! Then again, I also don't get how he can fuck a chick. Please, I prefer to bat for the same team!
"Mmm!"
The moan, clearly Katie's, comes through Canada's bedroom door. What happens next shocks me.
"Turn around and let me see your ass," Canada says. I'm shocked that my softspoken little brother is talking seductively to the point where I can hear him clearly! Katie lets out another, but louder and more desperate, moan of pleasure.
"CANADA!" she screams as I'm sure he causes her to orgasm.
"OH, MY GOD, KAT!" he yells, and I can hear them panting a few moments later.
I decide that they need to get the fuck out of bed and get going, so, how else would I do that but intrude on their "sexy" time.
I open the door and they don't even notice. Katie's snuggled up against his bare chest and he has a hand on one of her breasts. I decide the nice approach is bullshit and go for the perverted approach, grabbing Katie's ass tightly.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Holy SHIT she's loud! No wonder Canada bangs her so often; she's stroking his ego!
"KAT!"
Canada sees me grinning and pulls the comforter over his exposed lover, glaring at me the whole time.
Once he's dressed, he goes downstairs so Katie can get dressed herself.
"How long were you here?" he asks me.
"Oh, long enough to hear you fuck her ass! She was lovin' it, too, or did you lose all control while your dick was up there?"
"Can you please leave and NOT sexually harass her? She and I keep it between us for a reason."
"Yeah, because your psycho-ass girlfriend would probably rip that thing between you two off if it found someone else."
"She's not a psycho!"
"Oh, yeah? In the bedroom, she's probably in control, since you're such a goddamn pussy and it seems like she has the balls in this relationship."
"No, actually, I'm in charge.". I blink, then burst out laughing.
"Y-you?! But you're a pussy!"
"You'd be surprised to find that I can be dominant."
"Hey!" Katie comes out of nowhere and pecks Canada on the cheek before making breakfast.
"I just wanted to do two things: one, Canada, I have a late class, so I'll be home late. And two, America...". She slaps me. Hard. "That's for grabbing my ass this morning."
She's out the door within ten minutes. I turn to Canada.
"Seriously, though, what do you see in her?"
[And that wraps up another fic. Wow, I'm just churning these out, aren't I? Also, can I just say that this is the closest I've ever come to writing a lemon? Weird, right? See you next time, y'all!]
