Caught: Ch. 1

Ronnie Anne was livid.

She could tolerate when her brother would leave a mess in the kitchen on her day to clean. She could put up with him forgetting to drive her to the skatepark while he takes off to visit Lori. She even put up with listening to all of his stories about his love life, no matter how green with envy it made her. But this was the last straw.

He took her prized camera. Worse yet, She had less than 24 hours to film a skateboarding video for a contest, and he wasn't even around to give it back. She NEEDED that camera. She picks up her cell phone and scrolls down to her brother's name. She angrily mashes the call button and puts the phone to her ear. The third ring is cut off halfway and Bobby's voicemail kicks in.

"Like, you've reached the voicemail of Bobby. If you're my number one babe Lo--" Ronnie Anne cuts off the message and hangs up, not even wasting her time on leaving a message. She hops off of her chair and storms out of her bedroom, beelining for Bobby's. She turns the doorknob, but it only budges slightly as the door is locked.

"Oh for christ's sake, Bobby." She yells into the otherwise silent house, and storms back into her room. She needed a way into his room, but there was no way she was going to get in through the door. She needed help, and she knew just who to call. She knew Lincoln knew all about how to get into his sibling's stuff, and needed his expertise. This time she pulled up another name, but instead of an actual name, it was listed in her contacts as a heart symbol. This time, she barely sat through a full ring before it was quickly picked up.

"Ronnie Anne? Hey! What's up?" Lincoln's voice pops in over the phone, his voice sounding a bit excited

"Not much, Lame-o" She said, with the word 'Lame-o" dripping with sweetness, "I need you to come over and help me with something."

"Come over? Why, what's up?" Lincoln said, puzzled

"I'm gonna need your help with a problem" She replied

"Wait, Lori isn't here, and neither is Mom." He replied, putting down his comic. "How am I supposed to get over there?"

"You've got a bike, right?"

"Ronnie Anne, you live like, 10 blocks away!" He replied, incredulous.

"Well I've got a couple of Ace Savvy comics here--" She starts

"Yeah, but--"

"We can read them together..." She cut in coyly "In our underwear."

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Lincoln flops forward as Ronnie Anne opens the Santiago household door.

"I... Made it..." He said, completely out of breath.

"Sweet!" She exclaimed, helping him up off the floor and planting a kiss on his cheek.

Lincoln blushed slightly at the gesture, then blushed a deeper red once his first question came to mind.

"So what are we doing?" Lincoln asked, his mind still fixated on the end of the phone conversation. He knew Ronnie Anne had a tendency to tease, but it never stopped him from getting his hopes up.

"Well first, we need to break into my brother's room." She said, pointing towards the hallway leading to the bedrooms.

Lincoln snapped out of his fantasies and into the matter at hand. "Wait, for what?"

"I need to get my camera back before tomorrow..." She rubbed her arm and looked away. "And I'm kiiiinda out of ideas."

"Oh, that's easy enough, does he have a window?"

Ronnie Anne slapped her forehead for not thinking of it herself. "His window! Why didn't I think of that?"

"It's fine, it's fine" He said, trying to console her a bit "Now where's his window?"

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Ronnie Anne tumbles into her brother's room, head first, thankfully rolling forward rather than falling flat on her face. She popped her head back out of the window and gave Lincoln a thumbs up, which his grinned and reciprocated.

Lincoln himself walked back into the house and headed over to Bobby's room himself. With a knock, the door unlocks and opens, as Ronnie Anne leads him into the room to help with the search.

"You take the desk side, I'll take the bed side." She said firmly, leaving little discussion on the matter.

Lincoln stands up straight and salutes her. "Aye-aye, captain!" He replies enthusiastically, spinning on his heels and getting to work.

Ronnie Anne immediately takes a look under her brother's bed, less because she's expecting her camera to be there, and more because she's curious as to what dirty secrets he hides under there. Disappointingly, the only dirty secrets she finds down there are socks, and she's fairly sure the socks aren't terribly secret.

She doesn't find much more of use in the top drawer of the nightstand, but it gets a bit interesting when she looks at the bottom drawer-- inside is a box of condoms, half empty at this point. Her mind races as she thinks about why the 50 count box of condoms could be missing that many. Her face goes bright red as Lincoln yells out.

"Found it!" Lincoln said, waving a small, rugged camera around. "I even found the attachments for it!" He showed off a set of braces designed for skateboarding.

"S-sweet... let's get out of here" Ronnie Anne replied, still visibly flustered by the thought of her brother having sex.

They quickly hustle back to Ronnie Anne's room, and they both sit on the floor next to her bed together, their hearts still racing from their low stakes, but high adrenaline, break in.

Lincoln got up pointed to the door "Can I use the bathroom?"

"Sure, why not. You go while I delete whatever nonsense he seems to have put on there." She replied, looking down at the camera's screen and noting the fact that the camera was nearly full. She was curious what took up all that space, considering when she last used it, it was barely taking up ten percent of it. She connected the camera to her computer as Lincoln walks out.

What she wasn't expecting, however, was the content of the videos her brother had taken. She jolted in surprise as the video starts, her older brothers dick on full display in front of a clearly turned on Lori.

"Smile for the camera, babe!" He said, the camera shaking slightly as Lori smiles, and proceeds to press her lips to the dick. Lori soon takes Bobby's entire length into her mouth, her nose pressing into Bobby's pubic hair. she pulles back until her lips are pursed against his tip again, the same as when she started.

Bobby grabs her hair and guides her head down his length, then pulling her back up. Soon they're in a frantic, but steady rhythm as Lori closes her eyes.

"Mmph! mmmmm..." Lori moans into his dick, greedily trying to milk him of every drop. Despite the visual of him guiding her head, it's actually Lori who is moving, never giving Bobby even a moment of respite. however, after a few minutes of furious pumping, Bobby takes over again, holding her head still as he released burst after burst of cum into her mouth.

She slowly pulls back her head and opens her mouth, a white glob of semen sitting in her mouth and dripping off her tongue. She then closes her mouth and swallows it.

"How do you like that?" Lori says, before Ronnie Anne pauses the video. She closes the window before beginning to copy the videos to her own computer. Thankfully for Ronnie Anne, the videos are offscreen by the time Lincoln walks back into her room.

"So did we get everything you need, Ronnie Anne?" Lincoln asked, "We should probably lock his door."

Ronnie Anne, her mind racing, realized she can't keep a hold of this camera, or else Bobby will know that she knows.

"Y-yeah... I think we--" She said, stammering and struggling to piece together a sentence. "I think we should put it back."

"But it's your camera!" Lincoln protested, "Why would we put it back?"

"I just realized he might... he might still need it." She lied, hoping to keep Lincoln in the dark on this one.

Lincoln thought it was a bit weird, but he didn't think too much on the topic. "Sure, I'll put it back for you." Lincoln obliged, picking up the camera, disconnecting it from the computer, and walking it back into Bobby's room.

After returning it to the position he found it in and locking the door, Lincoln walked back into the Ronnie Anne's room. This time he was noticeably more nervous than before, his anxiety about the question he was going to ask taking hold.

"So... " He looked away bashfully, "Are we still reading comics together?"

Ronnie Anne walks over to her dresser and produces 2 Ace Savvy comics, and tossed it on her bed.

"Yeah, let's get to it. She said, as Lincoln walks over and grabs one of the two comics. He then sits down and flips through the pages a bit, inspecting the issue she had on hand. He then looked up to speak, but his brain froze at the sight in front of his eyes.

Ronnie Anne was pulling her sweater over her head, having already ditched her shorts.

"I did say we were going to read in our underwear, didn't I?" She said in a playful tone.