The Workout

THE WORKOUT

"Golden Throat, this is Jazz Square...we may have problems," came her brother's voice on the walkie talkies. "Yeah, well, meet me in the gym," Sharpay demanded. Ryan turned and slowly headed towards the gym to find her.

"Yeah, what's up? Another evil plan to try to stop them? It didn't work too well the last time..." "Oh, shut up, Ryan! I'm tense enough already, I need some stress relief!" Ryan tried not to smile. "If you insist." Sharpay closed the doors and walked back over to her brother. "Now, assume the position." Ryan pulled out a few mats from a pile stacked in the corner and layered them on top of each other. "This good?" He asked, as he sat down next to them. Sharpay looked over and smiled, "Fabulous!"

She walked over to her brother and flopped down on them, undoing her top. "Shoulders and lower back NOW, Ry." Ryan went to work massaging his sister in the skillful way he'd learned early in life. "Why doesn't she ever do this for me?" He thought. "Why's it always gotta be her way?" He complained a few times when they were kids, but Sharpay had told him off. As they got a little older, Ryan had developed a crush on his sister that had more recently turned into lust. There was no denying she was hot. Most of the guys at school wanted her, whether they'd admit it or not. He loved this time with her as it gave him the rare opportunity to see her half-naked. Even in the womb he'd never been close to her, since they were only fraternal twins, and the kids at school always joked she kicked him out of the way so she could forever claim "older sibling" status. Upon thinking about it he admitted to himself that she probably had.

"Thighs!" Sharpay demanded, as she rolled over. Ryan glanced down at his sister's glorious chest, trying to memorize every inch of her flesh without her noticing. As usual, the front of his pants began to buldge. Thankfully Shaypay was always too into the massages to notice...until today. "RYAN!!" He jumped, "What?" Sharpay looked down, "What the hell is that?" Ryan blushed deeply. "No...don't tell me you're..." Ryan's red face said it all. "NO WAY!! That's just too...weird. I think it might be time to stop the massage now," she said with a glint in her eye.

Ryan groaned despite the fact that his sister was now staring at his pants and his hard-on started to diminish. "Damn it," he thought, "why'd she have to notice now? It's been forever since she wanted a massage and I blew it." He started to get up, but Sharpay held him back. "Where are you going?" Ryan turned around, "I'm trying to give you some privacy while you get your shirt back on," he told her. "Well, it's a little late for that, you've seen it all, and have been seeing it for years." Ryan couldn't help it, and shot back, "Yeah, but not everything." Sharpay was stunned, "Okay, you...out...now." Ryan got up and left.

He had just closed the door when his walkie talkie crackled back to life, "Yo, 'lil bro, meet me in my room." Ryan sighed, "You got it." He headed towards his sister's suite at the country club, taking the long way to think. When he arrived at her door, he wanted to burst in on her, hoping to catch another peek...knowing she'd be changing into her barely there nightdress, but he decided against it and knocked.

"Baby bro, why are you knocking?" came Sharpay's stern voice from within. Ryan hesitated, but opened the door and let himself in. His face showed the question he wanted to ask. "I'm a little chilly," said Sharpay from the bed. He thought it was odd for her to be under her sheets on such a warm night, but shrugged and headed over to her. "So, what's up?" He asked as casually as possible. "Well, ya know, your little surprise tonight gave me an idea," she smiled an evil grin he'd seen many times in the last 18 years. "Yeah, what's that?"

"You know how much I want Troy..." Now standing next to the bed, Ryan held up his hand, "Please, don't mention his name, but...what do you want me to do to help you land him?" Sharpay just smiled, "Uhh, it's not really about what you can do to help me land him, so much as how much you can help me with AFTER I land him." "After??" Sharpay pulled him down onto the edge of the bed. "Look, I know we don't talk about our personal lives much but...with all the boyfriends I've had, I've never done more than blow any of them." Ryan stared at her. "What the...why are you telling me this?"

"Because I need some help. I've always thought you were kinda sexy, but being siblings...twins...well..." she trailed off. Ryan felt his heart racing. "Are you saying that you want me to...what are you saying??" He was trying not to get his hopes up, but couldn't help it. The erection he popped earlier was starting to come back. Sharpay definitely noticed, as that's where her eyes were. "I'm saying I want you to fuck me so I can be ready if Troy's more advanced than I am. I can't let him know I'm so damn innocent."

That was all the encouragement he needed. Ryan yanked the covers down and was surprised. "No wonder she was chilly!" he thought, as he stared at his sister's fully nude form. In one swift movement, he pulled the covers up over both of them and kissed her. Their tongues danced as his sister started unzipping his pants.

Both of them naked now, Sharpay having unbuttoned his shirt with her teeth, Ryan finally let his hands start exploring the wonderful body laying next to him. Sharpay's breath was shallow and she reached for him. The moment she touched his skin, he became fully erect. "JEEZ, LITTLE BRO! Though I guess I can't call you 'little' anymore, can I?" she smiled that evil grin of hers again. "No, you can't," he said, as he teased her right breast with expert fingers. "And you've done this before, haven't you?" Ryan admitted, "Only once." Sharpay asked him who and he told her it was a one night stand with one of the guests two summers ago. "My baby brother had sex before I did," she demanded, more of a exclimation than a question. Ryan laughed, "Yep, I finally beat you at something," he said smirking.

"NOT FUNNY!" Sharpay practically screamed and rolled over to straddle him. Ryan was entranced with his sister's beauty. He'd snuck peeks at her when she'd get out of the shower now and then, but he'd never really seen everything at once and the effect was amazing. "If I don't get inside you soon I'm going to explode." Sharpay didn't move, "What am I supposed to do?" she asked, sincere for the first time in her life.

He explained carefully, not wanting to miss a moment when he could finally be in control. "I have to WHAT??" she screeched. "There's no way..." Ryan told her to relax and flipped her back over onto her back. His hands rubbed her stomach as they traveled down. "Ryan, is this really what happens? Do guys always do it? Do girls always expect this??" Ryan's face was unreadable, but he only replied with "Yes."

After working three fingers into her, she was so wet they slipped in and out of her almost on their own. "Oh my God, Ry, this is wonderful." Ryan spoke, but still kept a nipple clamped firmly in his teeth, "It isn't over yet, sis," and slid a fourth finger in. Sharpay groaned at the slight pain, then began to moan as the pain ebbed, quickly being replaced with extreme pleasure like she'd never felt before. He moved lower and sucked her clit into his mouth and she screamed.

There was a loud knock on the door. "Honey, are you okay??" They both froze at the sound of their father's voice. Still panting, Sharpay told him she'd just had a nightmare. "Well, let me in and we can talk about it." Ryan started to move away, but she grabbed him and held him firmly where he was. "No, it's okay, Ryan's in here with me." They could hear the footsteps walking away and breathed a sigh of relief. It was a very good thing the twins often slept together. Ever since they were in the incubator, having been 2 months premature. Thankfully their parents figured it was a normal thing and never tried to seperate them.

Ryan looked down at his sister. "So, Shar, you ready for the biggest test of your life?" Sharpay just nodded. Once again, she groaned, then moaned, as he slid his whole fist into her body. "Holy fuck!" Ryan's tongue flicked her clit as he slid his hand in and out of her. "Don't stop, Ry, PLEASE don't stop. This is a hell of a way to..." her voice trailed off into a deep, long moan as she hit her climax. Once he felt her muscles release he asked her, "Shar...you were gonna say?" "I was gonna say that this is one hell of a way to releave stress!" Ryan smiled, "Yeah, it is, isn't it."

Hours later, after toying with her and doing whatever he pelased, Sharpay finally lay down, "Ryan...you still haven't really helped." Ryan looked at her, "You think your precious Troy is going to be bigger than my fist??" Sharpay stared at him. "Good God, I would hope not...but...I wanted to fuck you. You playing with my body was great but I want the real thing. I want to know the rhythm. Isn't sex kind of like dancing?" Ryan smiled, nodding, "Pretty much, yeah. And we both know you're a hell of a dancer, so don't worry about it."

They both got dressed and laid back down. Both their parents had keys to their rooms, but rarely used them. Still, it probably wouldn't have been a good idea for them to walk in and see their children laying naked in bed together.