Trapped With A Bunch Of Degenerates

"You look like a shit dude"

Ria's cruel words were the first thing I heard once I entered the gym.

"Well that's mean"

"Did you even get any sleep? Are you sick or something?"

"I'm fine"

Well, Mia happened.

"Alright," she shrugged, going back to arranging her workout equipment.

Why's there so much stuff? Is she waiting for someone else other than me, or does she always use all that equipment?

"What is he doing here?"

My questions answered themselves once the voice of one of her sisters appeared to show me.

It is her busty twin, Ava.

"Oh hey twinsy, just ignore him"

Ava was wearing her own set of gym clothes identical to her sisters, a fact that clearly showed how different their figures were from each other.

Ria's clothes showed off the picture-perfect idea of what an athletic woman is supposed to look like.

A medium-sized chest that was probably firm and round, and a huge bubble butt that any man would kill to have a single handful of.

Her waist was thin and well-defined, a fact that only served to emphasize that huge ass.

In many ways, she was similar to Mia, though I could tell from a single glance that certain assets were more pronounced in each girl.

In other words, Ria didn't hold a candle to Mia's perfect tits, and Mia didn't hold a candle to that piece of ass.

As for Ava, well... Let's just say that similarly to how I have no idea how Ria's gym shorts can keep that ass inside, I have no idea how that gym shirt can keep her chest from bursting out like a dam. She still trained a little, like all of my sisters, which helped her develop a flat stomach and a pretty thin waist.

But of course, the different amounts of training showed clearly.

Aaaaaaand I was probably staring by now.

I felt a hand clash against the top of my head with the strength of ten bulls.

"Stop staring you fucking weirdo!"

Screamed Ria.

As much as both of them were twins, their personalities couldn't be further from similar. They were pretty much polar opposites, actually.

Ria is a hothead extrovert who has no problem having her emotions on display for everyone to see. She is also a proud and certified troublemaker.

Ava on the other hand is a shy, docile girl who rarely ever talks with people she doesn't have a connection with.

And even then, what is going on inside her head is still largely a mystery for most of us.

Except for her twin, obviously.

The fact that they are such complete opposites makes their relationship completely unbreakable, the mere idea of being separated in any way terrifies both to their core.

This obviously translated into Ria getting her twin into unnecessary trouble that she had no part in.

That happened so many times I have lost count, but I remember one time Mia had to intervene in a school fight created by the one and only certified troublemaker.

The result? A lawsuit filed against the school after Mia broke the legs of the high school bully.

How does this connect with Ava you might ask? Well simple, that whole thing started after Ria publicly mocked and ridiculed the guy for confessing to her twin.

Fucked up, I know.

"You didn't have to fucking hit me"

She ignored my protest, going to her sister and giving her a couple of dumbbells as she explained what her workout today was going to be like.

Without further ado, I took my gym equipment and started my workout.

According to Ria, today was leg day, so with gritted teeth I prepared.

Not before doing my oh-so-important stretches though.

As I did them, I couldn't help but let my eyes wander in the direction of the twins.

Ava was doing her stretches, Ria behind her, correcting and adjusting her posture with a small smile.

Her fingers would fall on her sister's hip, adjusting it carefully.

She would sometimes travel to Ava's ass, squeezing it playfully and laughing when she saw the blush in her sister's face.

I looked away, scared to meet gazes with Ria, but after changing the exercise I couldn't help but look back.

They were also in another exercise now, and I saw Ria grab Ava's breasts, pushing them in to correct her back posture as she did the exercise.

"How can you even walk with these things?" I heard faintly before Ava started laughing, a completely normal occurrence for her.

Focus Leo.

I finished my stretches after a couple of minutes and finally got into the actual workout.

Or that's what I would have loved to say, but I simply couldn't concentrate with these two.

Every time I was trying to do my thing, I would look in their general direction for one moment, just to see them touch each other, themselves, and everything in between.

It was kind of... Intimate? Sexual? Kind of hot actually?

A phrase Mia said yesterday came to mind. She said something along the lines of "Get one of the twins, and the other one follows"

Could it be that, you know? They could have that kind of relationship? They're by far the closest of every one of our sisters after all, maybe...

I stopped that train of thought the moment some rather exhilarating images began appearing in my mind, every one of them starring my twin redhead sisters In all kinds of "situations"

Focus Leo, focus.

Somehow someway I managed to finish my whole routine, successfully avoiding Ria's wrath and more importantly, avoiding a hard-on while watching my irresistibly hot sisters all over each other.

I know I know, impressive.

Now I found myself still sitting in the gym, clearing my mind for a second before my phone received a notification.

I wonder who it is, I don't really have many contacts on my phone that would want to talk to me.

"Mia," said the contact info on the notification.

And just when I got excited, what could this nympho possibly want with me right now.

"Pool," said the message. I didn't even know this girl still had my contact in her phone.

And we have a pool? Of fucking course we do, we live in one of the mansions of a multi-billionaire.

By the way, her last and first-ever text was a simple "loser," a long 6 years and 5 months ago.

"What do you want" I responded to her.

"Just come, dude"

I sighed to myself before doing as she wanted, heading downstairs to the kitchen, and going towards the back door that led directly into the outdoor pool.

As I did, the scorching summer sun almost burned my retinas, forcing my hand to go up so I could see what was happening in front of me.

Did I say it was a pool? Right, my bad, I lied again.

We live in front of a freaking private beach, with nothing but miles and miles of ocean to ourselves.

What, did you think a multi-billionaire would have enough with a simple pool?

Well, he kind of did. Until a 12-year-old Mia threatened to reveal his secrets to the press if he didn't move us across the whole country so she could have a beach to look at.

A dangerous move, but he ended up relenting. The money he spent on it barely scratched his bank account anyway.

The girl in question lay down on a beach blanket, sunbathing, both hands on the back of her head.

As for her attire? Well, of course, it was nothing normal.

Just a mini bikini with stripe patterns that did next to nothing covering the areole of her pink nipples.

She wore some flashy sunglasses that covered her golden eyes from my view.

"I'm surprised you could walk here"

"And I'm surprised you're still so arrogant after losing 2-1," she said, a cocky smile on her lips as she lifted two of her fingers in front of me.

Well, that's fair.

"Come, lay down," she said, her palm repeatedly patting the empty space to her side.

"What do you want"

She lifted her glasses for a second, letting me see her beautiful golden eyes.

"You look pale, take some sun with me"

I didn't exactly believe this was her reason to get me here. But anyway, I wouldn't be the vibe killer and just decided to lie down next to her.

"Take your shirt off, sunbathe a little"

I sighed before doing as she wanted, taking my shirt off, throwing it below me, and lying back down.

This was actually kind of nice. I had never done something like this, I'm normally more of a homebody.

A comfortable silence took over as we just lay there, enjoying the sun and the sound of the ocean waves crashing against land.

I am kind of curious about something though.

"So, you and Ria" I started, looking at her face for a second.

She didn't really change her expression much but looked at me, waiting for me to continue.

"Are you girls fighting?"

"Why do you think that?"

"Well you know, I remember you girls being such good friends. Hadn't really seen y'all talk at all since I came back"

She hummed lightly, looking back at the ocean as she rearranged her thoughts for a second.

"Yeah, we're fighting"

I stayed tight-lipped for a moment.

I wasn't sure I wanted to involve myself in these kinds of problems, what if I left after this quarantine?

Who the hell are you kidding Leo. You've got yourself entangled in this family, you won't be leaving any time soon.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"Sure"

"So, what happened?"

"Well, you know Ria. She got me into a whole problem with my friend group, and my boyfriend ended up saying something about Ria that got me really mad, so I cussed him out. I was mad, so I also took it out on Ria, and said some stuff I regret."

"Didn't know you had the ability to care about a boyfriend"

She playfully punched my arm when she heard my words.

"Hey, he lasted a month dumbass," she

Played as well, laughing with me, knowing well that fighting with her sister over a man she would have probably discarded eventually was dumb.

Mia has never been good with relationships.

She was the most popular girl in the class throughout middle school and became the most popular in the whole school once puberty hit, a fact that of course, brought with it the weight of having to be in a relationship with someone to maintain her "queen" status.

No matter who she got with though, it seems like she could never find herself in a long relationship.

In fact, her longest relationship was actually with a girl when she was freshly 18, according to what Emma has told me, of course.

They were together for about 4 months, but that all too glaring problem appeared as it always did.

Mia's libido is just too high for any normal person to handle.

"Why not just apologize?" I asked.

Mia looked away, a pout in her cheeks. I didn't even need an answer to know her plan was to wait for an apology herself, even though she knew the fuck up was also her's.

I was about to respond to her, however a voice interrupted my train of thought.

"Hey Leo" I heard, and when I turned to see, a huge pair of tits greeted me.

It was Emma, a navy blue bikini doing it's very best to cover her massive curves, but failing pathetically.

Both of her hands rested on her back and her purple eyes struggled to stay in one place, her face painted cherry red.

"Careful with your stare Leo, you'll burn through her clothes" Mia's voice whispered into my ear, before she suddenly stood up and stretched.

"Welp, I'll leave now. See you later Leo" she announced, before leaving the beach.