A/N: A little story with Spencer as the main character, he's a nice guy but I do not have much inspiration when it comes to him ... except with his sister.
We will see how it goes.
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01 - Shock and desires
One Friday evening, Spencer returns home after an evening with Socko.
Being dead tired, at 2am, he wanted back and find his bed as soon as possible, so he decided to take a much shorter way, but also known as the neighborhood of dealers and prostitutes.
But Spencer is too tired to bother another route, to lose nearly half an hour, so he decides to take the risk, at best be insulted or at worst, be harassed. Fortunately he decided to take the Marissa's tazer bought him the other day, it can be really helpful right now.
After a short walk, he sees something that will remain etched forever in his memory.
At a street corner, he sees Carly, her sister of 17 years being dressed in a slinky black dress really too short and too transparent, Spencer can even see her underwear through the fabric, except her g-string that exceeds of the dress. She was smoking a cigarette and chatting with a girl, who appeared to be a whore. Carly looked as the perfect luxury hen that can be found in chic nightclubs, with thigh high black leather boots, large earrings, bracelets and necklaces in silver. For makeup, she took only the minimum.
She never really appreciate overfill.
Spencer must confessed that this more natural gives her a more sexy look, unlike some girls in the same street, disguised as a christmas tree.
He was out of him, especially when a guy came to accost them. Spencer yelled in the street in front of everyone.
"Carly!"
He approaches her with a determined, Carly was stunned to see him. So she spat her cigarette on the ground.
"Wait, wait, wait, I can explain to you" she said, but he did not give her time.
"What the hell is this?! What is this outfit fuck?! Are not you ashamed of yourself?"
Without she could say a word, Spencer was pulling her out of the street, pulling her dress that let him see almost her entire chest.
"Hey man, it's a cool area here. If you want her, you have to pay" a guy said blocking his way.
Spencer balance his fist in the face with a 'fuck you' that followed. Carly is surprised at his gesture, she never saw her brother being violent, more as an arguer.
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For the next ten minutes, Spencer passes the sermon and threats he can think in this situation, as entrusted his sister to his grandfather or send her in a convent. All the while, Carly was looking down, ashamed.
Then, the voltage is lowered, they could have a normal conversation.
"Why are you doing this?" Spencer said without looking.
"Well, you know, iCarly is increasingly popular and the supply is not given, and as Dad does not send a lot of pocket money ..." she says, handing up a lock of her rebellious hair "and I'm getting almost $ 10,000 a month through my popularity as an internet celebrity ... in addition, I like it and it can be quite enjoyable."
Spencer shakes his head, he can not believe what he heard from the mouth of his little sister.
"What, and Sam & Freddie? They let you do that?" he exclaimed, unable to believe that her best friends abandon her of this way.
"No, of course not ... they work in that environment too. Sam is a stripper and Freddie is a escort-boy, we do a lot of money like that" she smiled.
"I can not believe it," he pronounced, trying to get the idea that the three friends have grown up in this way without he sees something.
"I love it, unless it's a fat pig full of sweat who cums in three minutes, but sometimes, some are nice!" she says.
"Spare me the details" he said in a harsh tone.
"Sorry" she pauses "you're not going to send me to grandfather, is not it?"
"I do not know yet, it's too much to take. If dad or grandfather finds out, you're damn" he sighs "but in any case, I never want to see you do that. So no, I do not think I'll say it, but keep quiet."
Carly kissed his cheek.
"Thanks, brother!" she said, smiling radiantly.
They continue their road to the house that way. But arrived in bed, a lot of thoughts and images invaded the spirit of Spencer.
She is perhaps his sister, but she is a real cannon.
This may be stupid, but details of her comes back to him. Details without too much importance.
As the image of her manicured nails when Carly has took his hand for he pulls not too hard on her cleavage. The image of her brown hair that she kept replace. Finally, he reminded her beautiful neckline of her chest, not big but puberty caught her. He had never seen in her bra, but this is enough for him to have an erection.
Spencer looks the bump formed under his blanket, and he realized he had the desire for his baby sister.
The next morning,
Spencer wakes up and he noticed a wet spot in his sheets.
He knows what it was, but he was a little disappointed not remember his dream, because he is certain to know that he dreamed. He understands that his desire was greater than he thought. And being a little childish adult, he decided to try a few things with her sister. Various plans are already forming in his head.
He rises and down to prepare and have lunch.
Remembering that Carly had told Freddie & Sam are sleep last night (or early this morning) during their discussion, he was surprised to see not the sleeping form of the blonde on the couch or the only male member with brown hair the trio cook in the kitchen, as he knows that the trio have a routine in his loft.
Spencer decides to go see Carly.
"They went where?"
"Who?" Carly asked without turning to look at him, too concentrated to do her hair.
"Well, Sam & Freddie" Spencer responds as if it was obvious.
"Oh, Melanie returned for the weekend and Sam wants to have quality time with her sister, Freddie is with them for the ride" she said with a mischievous smile "they will be back on Sunday" she ends with a dreamy look in the eyes.
Spencer seems to miss something in her words, but he is especially distracted by something else.
Like his sister wearing clothes too enticing as yesterday.
"And you'll enjoy to go your slut!" he said in an aggressive tone.
"Normally, we stay just the three for the weekend, but I have nothing better to do today, so enjoy it" she shrugs.
He does not answer, resigned to let her do what she wanted. He remains on her door bearing a few seconds while watching the adjust her cleavage, running a hand through her hair and looking in the mirror to finally send a kiss to herself.
"You fuck really with anyone?" he finally asked.
"This is a confirmation?" she asked in a teasing tone.
"Just one question, you got me tell yesterday that you were big men."
"Yep, it's true."
She turns to be in front of her brother.
"You know, anyone can enjoy it" Carly said, clutching her chest "or anyone who wants to empty into it" she points her vagina with her hands in the shape of guns "as he has the money, he can afford it."
She smiled, and it was at that moment that Spencer had an idea.
"Well!" she said, pushing him slightly "I have to go."
"So for example, if I wanted, as I have cash, I could fuck you?" he says without turning back to her.
Carly stops short, she did not say a word.
"After all, I would be a client as a another ... it makes you save a trip" Spencer continued his arguments.
She did not know if he was laughing or if he was serious, and she approaches her brother.
"You really want to?" she asked quizzically.
Spencer looks into her eyes and said yes. She turns a moment to reflect, she seemed to weigh the pros and cons in her head.
She turned to him with a bound.
"Okay!" she said with a grin.
She paused.
"We do it on your bed or mine?" she asks.
Just hearing that they are going to do it, he was already hard-on.
"In my room, the bed is bigger" he replies.
"OK" she said with a mischievous.
Spencer wondered instantly if it was the comedy of prostitute or not.
"So, that's $ 150 for 15 minutes, penetration & oral sex. I do not kiss and I do not anal" she continues "OK? Send the cash."
"It's quite expensive" he exclaims, although he does not really know this job.
"This comes with celebrity, you can not imagine how the guys are willing to pay to get sucked by Carly Shay of iCarly" she just smiles.
He pulls a box under his bed where he keep his money.
"How much is all the afternoon?" he asks counting the money in the box.
Carly looks at him dazed and confused.
"You want to do this all afternoon?" she asked suspiciously, not sure I understood.
"Why do not you make me pay for all your hypothetical client that you could have today. I really want you, now."
Spencer felt she was touched by what he said.
"Well, we'll see if you'll take all afternoon" she said it with a grin "you want a particular outfit?"
Without hesitation, he responds instantly.
"Your outfit yesterday!" he nods.
"Hmm, I see it makes you the effect. OK stud, let me 10 minutes and wait for me in your room."
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A/N: So much for this chapter, the rest will be in the final chapter.