(hey guys just want to remind you that this is a rewrite, and I tried to keep it in the format of the original author to be respectful, so there are a lot of periods where I would put commas, so that's, not my fault, but I hope you guys enjoy."

We arrived at our hotel that night about twenty minutes behind our parents. Apparently, that was acceptable enough because mom didn't say anything about it.

Anais and I were sharing a room right next to the one our parents were in, we got one key while dad took the other 'just in case'. when we got in there we noticed something rather annoying, there was only one bed, with a plush chair right next to it, and worst of all the chair was screwed into the floor.

"Can you believe this, this room is so small." she said.

"Yeah I know what you mean, but nothing we can do about it now, I'll sleep in the chair and let you have the bed okay."

She fidgeted for a minute before whispering something I couldn't hear.

"What, I couldn't hear you, sis," I said as I flopped into the actually rather comfortable chair.

"I umm... well if you want to you could sleep in the bed...

"No you've still got back pains from that gymnastics accident and you know it..."

with me." she finished cutting me off before I could finish.

I raised an eyebrow, she was blushing slightly but I attributed that to the conversation we had earlier, and I wasn't about to pass up that offer not to mention the bed 'was' big enough if only barely, I nodded my head and she smiled lightly before grabbing her bag and heading to the shower. I took my showers in the morning so I just changed into basketball shorts and an overly big night shirt, not exactly my usual attire but I wasn't going to wear just my boxers if I was sleeping next to my sister.

When she got out of the shower it seemed like she had a similar idea because she had on some pink bunny pajamas, which I thought was hilarious, but I didn't laugh, and this definitely wasn't her usual dress wear either, now don't get me wrong, It's not like I spied on her or anything but living in a house together you're bound to see some things you don't mean to.

I turned off the main room light before heading to the chair, grabbing my laptop before sitting down, I would just get in the bed right before I fell asleep, or at least I thought that.

We were less than three or four feet away from each other so I decided against watching anything pornographic, there would be plenty of time for that when we got to the resort and had separate rooms, I was just about to pick a movie when I caught a glimpse of her screen.

I figured I must have imagined what I saw, My recent thoughts messing with my mind somehow because it looked suspiciously like naked people. I figured I would check, I leaned over and looked again and to my shock It was exactly what It had seemed.

"Are you watching porn?" I asked.

She looked over at me straight faced and said, "Yeah, we get wi-fi here." she said as though that explained everything.

The weirdest part was she wasn't even trying to hide it or anything, it would have been simple enough to turn her laptop so I couldn't see it, at least she had the sound turned off.

"Is it going to bother you or something, I can turn it off?" she asked after a moment, finally looking away from the screen.

"What, my little sis looking at porn? Nah there's no way that would bother me." I said sarcastically. After a second I continued "really though, I guess it's fine, it was just unexpected, but you've been acting kind of different on this trip."

"I have, haven't I," Anais said almost to herself. I noticed her visibly waging a brief war with herself over whether or not to tell me something, then shrugged. "I guess I was kinda hoping you'd notice me watching."

"Why exactly is that?"

She thought for a second, "because you already knew I did stuff like this, and I know you do too, But today is pretty much the first time we ever talked about sex at all."

"Maybe 'cause it's weird for us to be discussing sex at all."

Anais smiled wistfully and seemed to be remembering something.

"Do you remember when you first started swearing around me?"

"Um, not really," I said, unable to come up with any specific memories of the occasion.

"I do," she said. "It made me happy when I realized you thought of me like someone you could say stuff to that you couldn't even say to mom. It was like I wasn't just an annoying little sister you put up with and you actually liked me."

"I always liked you, Anais."

"Yeah, but it's not always easy to tell when you're a kid looking up to your big brother. Plus you made me feel more grown up than anyone else ever did. You always have."

"So... you wanted me to know you watch porn?" I asked, trying to figure out where the story was going.

"It's not about the porn dumbass," she yelled louder than necessary

I arched an eyebrow, but Anais shut up after that and I assumed I was supposed to have understood her point by now.

"Well then it's about us," I said slowly. "You want to... well something obviously, but I don't know what."

"I want us to not be like all those other people out there who refuse to talk about stuff everybody knows exists anyway. What the fuck is so terrible about sex that we have to pretend it doesn't exist half the time?" She pushed a few strands of hair back behind her ear reflexively. "Gumball," she continued softly, "a lot of what we had growing up was based on us just being ourselves because we could trust each other, but it's like there's this one part of our lives we can't share."

"It would be nice not to have to hide things from you," I said, agreeing indirectly with my sister. "And you're right, there's no reason any mention of sex has to be buried away when we're around each other."

Anais didn't say anything at first, but I could tell that was more or less what she'd been hoping to hear. If nothing else I had to admire the courage it took to bring up a topic like that. Just because we'd agreed it shouldn't be a big deal didn't mean that there were no hang ups surrounding it.

"So~... you... wanna watch." she asked, nodding towards her laptop.

I hesitated for a minute, 'ah what the hell'

"This is a hell of a way to get some sibling bonding time in," I joked, trying to pretend like I was completely comfortable with the situation.

"More fun than mom forcing us to do puzzles and me having to do all the work like when we were kids though isn't it?" she replied.

"Yes, I will agree with you there."

I was slightly shocked, the porn on the screen was anal, It wasn't like I'd never seen that sort of thing before, I was familiar with a pretty wide array of porn and anal was far from being uncommon. What was different was my little sister is right there watching the same thing. Initially, it was reminiscent of those jaw-clenching moments when a nude scene popped up in a movie we were watching with our parents. After a while, though I started to relax and stopped thinking so much about what might be going through her head.

"They always make it seem so easy," Anais said eventually. "Do you think that's 'cause people like it better that way, or would it just be because they have so much practice and they don't bother faking inexperience."

"I have no idea, never thought about it."

After a few minutes, I asked, "Are you into this clip, or is it okay if we try something else, I don't know about you, but this girl's just not my type."

"Fine with me," Anais said, "I just didn't want to be as picky as I usually am when I'm alone, it sometimes takes me a while to find a good one, and honestly this really wasn't working for me either. You want to try something different next?"

"No, Whatever's fine, I can tell it's what you wanna watch."

"I do have a bit of a fascination lately," Anais said with a hint of a smile.

After a couple obvious failures, Anais found another video that showed more promise. It involved a little foreplay followed by, once again, anal sex. What made it interesting was when the couple was joined by another girl with a strap on and a variety of different positions ensued. I didn't know how Anais felt about it, but personally, I preferred watching naked girls to naked guys any day so adding another was fine by me.

As fun as it was to watch, however, I was getting pretty seriously turned on and my cock was approaching full erection. The sheets that covered our lower halves prevented my condition from being visible to Anais, but I couldn't jerk off without her noticing. Watching porn together was one thing, masturbating together was quite another.

"So is this one okay?" Anais asked, not looking away from the video even for a second as she spoke.

"Uh, yeah. It's pretty good."

"I was planning on, you know, taking care of myself. I guess that'd probably be too weird though right?" she asked

"Yeah, probably."

So we were thinking the same thing, not that it helped very much. I briefly contemplated stepping into the bathroom for a little while in order to give us each some privacy.

"We could just make sure we watch the screen," I heard her suggesting instead.

"Like, just ignoring each other?" I asked

"We're gonna do it anyway, we both know it. It's no worse than normal except we're a bit closer than usual," she said.

I'd never realized just how amazing the brain is at rationalizing something it wants until then. Even as the moment was happening I knew it was about as flimsy as pretexts get, but It sure as hell didn't stop me. My hands, as well as Anais's, that had remained conspicuously above the sheets until then disappeared beneath and despite being hidden we both knew what the other was doing.

All I did at first was rub my cock slowly through my boxers, not wanting to be too hasty and obvious about getting off. It was actually the first time I'd masturbated in the same room as someone else and even with all my experience, I was constantly evaluating every move I made in fear that it might be something embarrassing to do when someone might see.

My efforts were probably unnecessary since we'd agreed not to look at each other, more or less, and it wasn't like it was a big deal if I made an odd face while I jerked off. Once again it was all just matter of time before I relaxed into the new situation and stopped caring so much about what Anais would see if she did happen to glance over at me.

It was actually me who broke our 'rule' first, or I thought it was at least. Anais could well have peeked without me knowing. It wasn't on purpose or anything, just an instinctive response when I heard a soft moan come from beside me.

I couldn't see much other than her arm moving under the covers, but I could imagine the general idea of what was going on. Anais caught me looking and didn't seem to mind too much, not giving me much more than a raised eyebrow as if to say "thought we weren't supposed to look."

"Sorry," I whispered.

I turned back to the video and managed to keep my eyes on it for a while, but my mind was on Anais. Even though she was my sister, she was real and therefore had something pixels on a screen couldn't replicate. More than once I caught myself trying to picture what she would look like without the sheets covering her, with her fingering her pussy right where I could see. I felt guilty for even considering it, but it wouldn't be the first time I'd jacked off to something I wasn't fully comfortable with.

Eventually, I did take another peek because I didn't have enough self-control not to, only to discover Anais was also looking at me. There was a pretty blatant tent in the sheet over my lap that shifted as I stroked my cock underneath. It was almost certainly easier for her to picture what I was doing than vice versa.

"We're not doing very well at not looking so far," she said.

"No, we're not," I agreed.

Fortunately, before the tension increased too much between us I felt my orgasm approaching and it distracted me from my other thoughts. I stroked myself faster and closed my eyes, ignoring the fact that it was the image of my half-covered sister that I saw while I finished myself off. I realized too late that I had no plan for dealing with the mess I was going to make and, lacking any better options, I came into my boxers since at least that was easier to clean up than getting my cum all over Anais's sheets.

When I dared open my eyes again I found Anais with her mouth hanging halfway open and her arm moving noticeably more frantically.

"Did you just..." she said.

"Yeah."

I was no longer horny, but I was too relaxed to worry about where I was staring at that point and I ended up watching as Anais got herself off right beside me. I knew she'd done the same and I wondered just what exactly she was imagining, whether she was thinking of me sort of the same way I had been thinking of her. It was still weird to consider, but not as much as it should have been.

Finally, the two of us lay motionless together with our breathing slowly returning to normal as we silently toyed with whatever thoughts came to us. I was the first one to move, mostly because I didn't like the idea of sitting around too much longer in my cum-soaked underwear.

"Where... never mind," Anais said, acting as though she didn't want me to go right away before realizing what she was saying.

"Gotta clean up," I explained as vaguely as I could, even though I knew she'd figure out what that meant.

"Oh, right."

She gave me an embarrassed smile and I returned it before stepping into the bathroom. I didn't bother trying to clean up my boxers, just pulled them off and wiped myself off as best I could before putting on my shorts purely for the sake of a little modesty.

Anais had put her laptop away by the time I got back, though she left the lamp on for me until I made it back to the bed, I crawled onto the mattress suddenly tired and ready for sleep.

"Good night," Anais said softly.

"Night An," I mumbled back.

I was asleep even before I had a chance to start worrying about what we'd done and what it would mean for tomorrow.