Part Two

"What time we headin' out on Friday, bro?" Nick questioned, smiling at the thought of a nice day out, just him and Aaron. Taran sat on the couch, reading a magazine. Well, pretending to. Listening intently to Nick's phone conversation, she tried to hide her interest. The whole subject had become as sore as her ass. Neither of them spoke about it again after the night before. The tension between them was very noticeable by both. She hoped after Friday, the subject will never be thought of again. Right now, she was just worried he would actually ask him. ".........Alright then, be here ON TIME this time!!! .........OK.............C~ya bro......" Nick clicked off the phone and turned to Taran, a pleasant smile gracing his face. "We're heading out early in the morning......'round 7. I'm gonna go get the boat ready........" With that, he turned on his heels and strode out of the room. Taran leaned back into the cushion, a million thoughts running through her head. Would he? Maybe he'll chicken out. We haven't even talked about it, maybe he's just dropped the whole thing. Maybe they aren't even going........Maybe he already knows........Maybe...... "UGH!!!!!!!!!!!" She slammed the magazine down beside her, wondering how she got into this mess. She thought about asking him, but didn't want to bring it up again. Maybe he forgot. Maybe he....... "Oh that's enough." She said outloud. She'll drive herself crazy if she kept this up. Taran forced herself to not think about it. Heading to the kitchen, she started dinner for them both. Maybe she'll bring it up later. Maybe she'll act sick. Maybe she'll fake her period. "Oh my God........I'm freakin' out!" She laughed at her stupidity. Pushing it out of her head for now, she chopped some vegetables and tried to forget. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Nick shoveled another forkful of salad into his mouth, munching happily. "This is good....." He commented, with his mouth full. Taran stared at him from across the picnic table, semi~annoyed at his disgraceful table manners. "WHAT?!" He stared back, squinting in the sunlight, noticing her disgust. Shrugging his shoulders, he added some more lettuce into his mouth and chomped away. Shaking her head, she took his plate and loaded it up with potatoes and ham, handing it back to him, she caught his eye again. Figuring now was a good time as any, "Nick..........What are we doing tomorrow?" He looked back up and stopped chewing long enough to wink at her. "We'll be back by dinner time. Should we bring somethin' back or should we just have leftovers?" Taran stared at her foot, and replied quietly, "I guess I'll just cook. You two'll be too hot, sticky and worn~out to bother by the time your done." Nick smiled, mind back in the gutter. "Well when we get done with you, you'll be the same." He grinned his side grin, leaving her shocked. "OH..........So you asked him already?" She was trying real hard to keep it together. She couldn't believe he actually would. "No....not yet. But I have a real good feeling he'll be totally up for it." Looking up from his plate, "Ya still okay with it?" Wow, he actually cared? "Well to be honest Nick........" She watched his face take a tumble, not in anger this time, but in disappointment. "...........I've given it alot of thought. The consequences are just too much......." "LIKE WHAT?" His fork clattered on his plate, annoyance settling in. Taran's eye widened at his little outburst, but she kept it going. "What if your mother finds out? She already doesn't like me......" Which he knew was true. Jane didn't like her from the beginning. Figured she was just another chick hangin' on him for his money. No matter how hard she tried, Taran just couldn't get Jane to see she really did love the kid. Well, usually. And after 2 years, Jane refused to be anything more than cordial to her. "YEAH~ Like I'm gonna run and tell my MOMMY what Aaron and I have done THIS TIME......" He rolled his eyes at her attempt to justify trying to get out of this. Taran continued. "Well, what about Aaron? How uncomfortable are we all gonna be next time we're all together? Think about THAT one......" Nick had thought about it. Could he really share her with him? What if she liked how Aaron handled her? What if she thought he was better than him? Shaking his head, disbelieving his own thoughts, "He's my brother Taran.........He'll NEVER tell, he'll NEVER do anything without MY permission, and I'll make it clear to him how you feel.........OKAY?" Taran sighed, and against her better judgment, she relented once again. She knew she was stronger than this. She had stood up to him under much less circumstances. She knew deep inside she wanted it, too. Facing it was another story. 'Well,.......' She thought to herself, '.........I'll be living up to Jane's expectations NOW.' "Taran........if you're REALLY uncomfortable with it............" He looked at his napkin, playing with the edges and finally looking her in the eyes, "..........We can forget it, I guess." Taran studied his face for sincerity. She thought it over in her mind for the thousandth time. Sighing quietly, "No. It's okay Nick......Bring your brother home." Nick looked back up, a slow smile creeping to his lips. Later on that evening, Taran and Nick found themselves retiring early again. Originally, so Nick can sleep before his early wake up call. Boredom for Taran turned into fun for them both. Nick lay on his side, Taran the same, her leg held up with a strong hand. He pumped into her from behind, his sweaty chest pressing into her back with every thrust. "Where do you what me tomorrow night?" He asked, grunting in between. Taran scrunched her face up in confusion, while trying to keep herself up on her elbow. "HUH?" She thought it was a funny time to start a conversation. Groaning as she tightened around him, Nick replied with labored breath, "In the front or the back?" Taran rolled her eyes at his timing, backing herself into his hard cock, wanting more. "Harder, Nick....." Nick complied, sweat trickling down his brow. He gripped her leg high up and over his thigh. Slamming into her, he tried again. "Front or back?" Taran, annoyed at his questions, waved him off. "I dunno.....we'll see how "big" little bro is........I'll let ya know.......probably in the front....." Nick smiled. No confusion there. He got that compliment. "..........OKay........." "Can we stop talking now, I really need for you to fuck me harder, and your discussion seems to be..........." Nick cut her off. He leaned into her body, forcing her off her elbow and twisting her upper body flat and face first into the mattress. Keeping a tight hold on her leg, he picked up to a feverish pace, his hot member sliding tightly within her. She shuddered in her peak, Nick quickly following suit. Peeling himself away from her, he laid back down, arms outstretched. Taran did the same, her arm accidentally rubbing against him. "Ugh~ Don't touch......TOO HOT." He exclaimed. She chuckled in agreeance. Perspiration glowing off their skin, the sheets sticking to them both. Catching their breath, they laid there for a few moments, drying. "Damn Nicky.......good fucking....." She complimented again. He smiled and turned over, facing her. His blonde hair was in a massive disarray, some wet with sweat, some stickin' straight up in the air, some plastered to his forehead. Taran grinned at him, "Nice hair........" Nick smiled widely, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her back to him. She squealed in amusement, letting him wrap his arms around her again. Nestling into his chest, she came to the conclusion that he just fucked all the bad thoughts outta her mind. "We'll just wing it tomorrow......that sound good to you?" She asked. Nick, noting alot more positivity in her demeanor, snuggled his face into her neck. "Yeah, it'll be fun. Something different........." ".......You'll get the Carter treatment, and come out grinning........" Taran playfully jabbed an elbow into his ribs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7:10 AM "You're late, ya useless bastard........" Nick ruffled Aaron's blond hair affectionately as he bounded into the house. "Sorry.......Mom insisted on feeding me and packing our lunches.....blame her!" Nick rolled his eyes at him, smacking him on the back roughly. "Get the stuff and we'll get going........" Aaron looked around the living room, "Where's Taran?" He inquired, walking into the kitchen. Nick smiled behind him in knowing. "She's still asleep.....Worked her over REAL GOOD last night......." He winked at him, when Aaron turned around surprised at his brother's admittance. "Don't worry....you'll see her later..........She's gonna make dinner for us." "Oh cool. Miss seeing her at home, ya know, with mom and all..." He rolled his eyes at Nick, reminding him of Jane's distrust of Taran. "Yeah.....I know. You'll be seeing alot of her tonight........" 'Well, MOST of her actually.' He laughed to himself. Clapping his hands together, "All right, let's go.....we got some catching up to do, and I got a BIG surprise for you......." Aaron looked at him, wondering. Could it be? Naw........couldn't be. "You're not gonna throw me overboard again are ya?!!" Nick laughed, "No.....BETTER than that........" Aaron chewed on his bottom lip. Well....maybe it COULD be? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Somewhere out on the sea, the two sat in their chairs, feet up, poles in the water, and munching on Mom's packed sandwiches. The sun beat down on them, the temperature rising with every hour. Aaron felt a little tug on his pole and sat up to investigate. Seeing nothing, he leaned back into his chair, closing his eyes to the sun. It wasn't about the fish anyway. They just used it as an excuse to hang together, alone and catch up. Nick studied him carefully. Trying to remember that dorky little annoying kid he used to be. Always hanging on him, always following him around. Gone was that kid. Aaron was taller than Nick now, by at least 2 inches. He did the Carter~filling out, muscles in the right places, gut still obvious. His blonde hair flopped over his eye, the "surfer boy" look had him bad. Nick's smile faded slightly, remembering back in the days Aaron used to hang on his every word, imitate him to no end. What used to annoy the crap outta him, he now missed. "So how's school goin? Ya learnin' anything?" Aaron squinted back at him, and shrugged. "It's okay. Pretty hard. This marine biology shit shoulda been easy for me, ya know?" Nick laughed, knowing how Aaron's grade school and most of his high school years were spent. It's no wonder he's havin a hard time. He knew all too well how unimportant schooling is when ya have a record label to please. "You'll get it bro..........Ya still happy with your decision?" Aaron thought for a moment, "Yeah....I guess. I miss the road, I miss the family outings........I miss the girls......" He looked at Nick and grinned. His favorite subject. Nick shook his head, smiling. "And how IS the girl situation treatin' ya?" Aaron shook his head this time. "The boohty ain't playin' on me like they used to........" He laughed, despite his admittance. Nick stared at him for a while before speaking. "Remember what we talked about, 'bout a year ago?" Aaron knew all too well. He thought about it EVERYTIME he came over to visit. And sometimes when he was alone at home, too. "Yeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhhh.........." He said, questionably. "What about it?" Nick looked out towards the open ocean, and spoke. "How'd ya like to actually DO it?" Aaron didn't answer like he thought he would. Turning his gaze back to him, he waited for some reply. Aaron couldn't decide if he was pulling his leg or not. If he says yes, he'll probably be swimming with the sharks a minute later. If he said no, he'll be denying his little fantasy. Can't let that happen. "Are you serious?" He questioned, wary. "Yup." In this very same spot last year, they had a conversation about Taran. Nick had been dating her for about 6 months, and he had just moved her into his house, much to his mom's dismay. She didn't want the other kids hanging around Nick's house, for fear of Taran's "bad influence". Aaron insisted and was often there for days on end. Finally admitting to Nick that he had a major crush on her. Aaron assumed Nick would be angry at him for it, but much to his surprise, he talked openly with Aaron, answering all kinds of questions, intimate and not. Which led to a fishing trip last year and a conversation Aaron could not get out of his mind, no matter how much boohty got shoved in his face. "You're serious?!" NO way was Aaron believing him. "HOW?" Nick relayed the events the other night, conveniently leaving out his introduction to anal sex. "So you think she likes me?" Aaron simply was in awe. "Dude.......I see the way she flirts with you.....and you give it right back." Aaron flinched, waiting for Nick to give him a good crack, but he just grinned at him. "And you're okay with this? Is Taran?" Nick sighed loudly. "Aaron......I know you been pining after her ass FOREVER. It ain't no secret to me........." Aaron frowned, not from being found out, but from actually hearing it from his brother. It kinda made him feel guilty for all those nights he spent with himself thinking about her. "...........And she admitted to me that you're quite a looker.........Ya take after me, remember?" Aaron threw a pillow at his head, rolling his eyes. Nick laughed, deflecting and tossing it back. "..........We got rules though stud.........." Aaron perked up, and listened intently as Nick laid down the law for about ten minutes straight. "............It's all up to Taran...This is a one time only thing, she wanted me to make that very clear to you....... Whatever she says, goes...... Understand?" Aaron nodded, unable to speak. He continued, ".......Now I've shared things with you in the past, but this DEFINITELY takes the cake, bro........." Aaron matched his grin, a silent brotherly thing happening between them. "Now then.....tell me about all your latest conquests........Have ya played that new Sega game with 50 levels and th......." Nick's chattering trailed on in Aaron's brain. He only had one thing on it now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ They sat out there, in the middle of the ocean, laughing their asses off about long ago memories that occurred in their family. Nick really loved having Aaron with him. He kept him real, and kept his wandering mind from traveling too far into celebrity~land. He needed this. And he hoped that tonight's adventure doesn't ruin what they have. "What do ya say we head in, it's gettin' late and I'm sure Taran's just keepin' dinner warm by now........." Aaron's laughter dwindled down, and he nodded a "yes". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Taran nervously watched the boys lug in their stuff. Aaron looked up, surprise in his eyes when he saw her. "H-h-hi Taran." He smiled awkwardly while dragging in the fishing gear behind him. Nick followed him, dumping his load in the front foyer. "Hi babe.... Sorry we're late........dinner ready?" Taran, happy Nick was in the room, "Yeah.....it's almost ready. Why don't you two go upstairs and get cleaned up, I'll go finish in the kitchen." "Sounds good.....be down in 15." Nick chased Aaron up the steps, shoving him hard, Aaron yelling in defiance. Taran shook her head. Those two will never grow up when they're in each other's presence. She headed back to the kitchen, her stomach doing backflips. When Aaron came in the front door, she thought her heart would stop beating from fright. Hopefully, he didn't notice her checking him out. He was almost as tan as Nick. Taller. Blonder. AND~ he had better table manners. Not that she'd ever give up her big, boohty~ed boy, but when Aaron's big brown eyes met hers, she almost melted into her shoes. She heard one of them come bounding down the steps and prepared herself. Nick jogged into the kitchen, grabbing a couple beers outta the fridge. Turning to face her, "Ya okay, babe?" His bright, crystal blue eyes twinkled at her. But damn how his eyes turned her into a puddle everytime. Smiling, Taran rested a hand on his stomach and leaned into him, kissing his lips sweetly. "What was that for?" "I just realized how much I am so in love with you. That's all." Nick grinned widely, popping the tab of his beer can. His voice dropped an octave or two, "Good. I think I needed to hear that." He grabbed her hand gently and squeezed before heading back upstairs for a shower. Taran was about to start setting the table when Aaron stepped in, fresh and clean from his own. Her stomach knotted slightly, she swallowed hard. "So how ya doin' Aaron?" She asked, handing him one of Nick's beers. He took a handful of plates and condiments from her, helping her with the table. "I'm okay. I hate living at home......but you probably knew that." She smiled lightly, knowing all too well life in the Carter homestead. "Why dontcha move out? You're old enough, sure got enough money......" He shrugged, frowning at his excuse. "I'd miss them all. Sucks being alone, ya know?" He glanced at her face, catching her eye. Holding it, Taran's insides tensed up in nervousness. Aaron broke it, smiling and going back to his utensil placement. "Well, it's not like you'd be alone for long......I'm sure those girls at school are tryin' their damnedest to catch your eye, huh?" Aaron laughed ouloud. "No.......I think they're afraid of me. The guys don't talk to me, cuz of what I used to be, the girls don't want me cuz they think I'm a snob.......Can't win." Finished with his task, he flipped his head back, trying to get his damp hair out of his eyes. "Anything else I can do for you........." He caught himself in mid sentence, but figured, 'eh~what the hell'. "..........or more or less, TO YOU?" Taran looked at him, wide eyed. He usually said that kind of stuff to her all the time, even in front of Nick, but now.......now it was a little different. Looking into his big brown eyes, she saw the little twinkle there that Nick acquired, too. Somehow, her nervousness fell away and she giggled. "Now Aaron........" She mock scolded, ".....is that any way to talk to your brother's "practical" wife?" He thought for a minute. "I dunno........let's quit talking about it.......I'm all about a hands~on approach anyway." He wiggles his eyebrows at her, grinning. This was better. She loved flirting with him. He was a quick thinker. Didn't get stuck for words like Nick does. Taran walked passed him, heading for the salt & pepper In the kitchen cabinet. She playfully ran her hand through his hair, and without looking back, "Later, sweetheart........Later.........." Aaron raised his eyebrows. It is definitely ON, now. Nick stood in the dark hallway up against the wall, trying not to laugh at their back & forth remarks. He didn't even tell Taran he talked to Aaron, and yet she handled it herself. And very well, he thought. Turning into the dining room, he smacked Aaron in the back of the head out of habit, and strolled into the kitchen. Coming up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed affectionally. Taran smiled and leaned back into him, inhaling his clean scent. He kissed the side of her face before letting her go and helped carry the food out. "Here we go, bro........eat up, get some energy back........." They all looked at each other nervously. Nick tried to recover. "........The sun tends to drain you." They ate in the midst of small talk. Each of them wondering how the hell to bring the topic to light. In the silence, they all managed to down a few beers between them. Nick was the least affected by the whole thing, so it didn't surprise them when he opened his big mouth. "So.........Taran......." She tensed up at his attention. "I dug out something that I think you might be interested in. After dinner, we'll go check it out, k?" "Okkkkaaaaaaayyyyy." Not knowing where he was going with this, she had no idea what he was talking about. But she had a feeling it was gonna be embarrassing. "Aaron, I think you might remember it well......" "Would I?" He had a very good idea what it was. He also realized that his brother ain't as dumb as he seems to be.