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Smoky Mountains – Chapter 10

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 10 – Risk
Day 3.

The rest of the day wasn’t that eventful. I expected it to be way more intense with us planning all sorts of stuff and trying to get as much information as possible. But it was none of that.

The news had dried up. All our social media feeds weren’t updated anymore. The last post I could find was almost nineteen hours ago. We didn’t have the tv in here, but I guessed there wasn’t any broadcast anymore.

”Why are the lights still on? You said the electricity would go down soon.”

”I don’t know. I just figured this would happen, as it always does in zombie books and movies,” Joel said, looking up from his phone.

”And we’re still online too.”

Joel looked thoughtful.

”Most of these systems are fully automated, so there really is no reason for it to go down,” Joel said after a few moments.

”But why do they go down in the movies?”

”Good question, ” Joel said, and then his eyes lit up. ”Zombies walk around!” he suddenly shouted.

”Yeah? So?” I responded, not impressed.

”Don’t you get it? Suppose a zombie in a nuclear power plant shuffles into the wrong room. In that case, he’ll probably be creating a major short circuit!” and he looked at me hopefully.

He looked at my blank face and sighed.

”Now the people are just dropping to the ground. They can’t break anything by simply lying down.”

”Ah! I guess you’re right!”

I realized again that Joel was an intelligent guy. He could think this stuff through.

”So we’ll probably have power and internet for weeks. Maybe months,” he continued.

”Well… At last some good news!” I sighed. ”We’ll die with the lights on.”

”Don’t, Mia. We are not going to die.”

”I’m sorry. I just don’t see a way out of this, ” I said, a bit glum.

”I know. Me neither. Yet! But in a few days, things will be completely different. And by then, we can start thinking about how we’re getting out of here. I promise. We’ll just have to wait it out for a few days.”

” I guess you’re right. I think I’m just a bit bored right now.”

”We can play Risk?” Joel proposed.

This caught me a bit off-guard. The last time Joel and I played Risk was about two years ago. Our dad didn’t allow it any longer because we both played it frantically.

“I noticed it lying under your bed when I was working on lifting the door,” he continued.

”I hid it there because of dad. Otherwise, he would have thrown it out.”

”So?” Joel asked hopefully.

The following seven hours flew by. It seemed I would win for a while, but due to sheer luck, Joel won the game. I wasn’t a bad loser, but I hated to lose a game of Risk from Joel.

He was the same, so he didn’t brag or tease me with it. I could win the next game just as easily, and then the tables were turned. We both learned not to brag the hard way.

During the game, we heard two more screams outside. Both times we looked at each other and were quiet for a few minutes.

“I’m sure the screams will stop eventually. These bugs can’t live forever,” Joel said, primarily to himself.

As we were putting the game away, I thought of something.

“Are the animals dead too?”

“Ehh,” Joel said and looked confused. “That’s an excellent question. I sure as hell hope not because that’ll be the end of the world.”

“And we’ll have to become vegetarians,” I giggled.

“I’m serious, Mia. If the animals die too, there’s no way the earth can survive. They play an essential part in the reproduction of plants and stuff. If that food chain is broken…” Joel trailed off.

“You’re right. I didn’t think of that. Fuck!”

As if on cue, we heard another scream in the distance, and we looked at each other again.

“Let’s kill the lights. I don’t want to attract desperate people still wandering around,” Joel whispered. “I think we shouldn’t put them back on either and keep the noise down. If there’s anything I’ve learned from the movies, it is that such a situation brings out the worst in people.”

I killed the lights and started working on our dinner. The streetlights provided enough light for me to see what I was doing. We sat at my desk and ate our dinner. Our talk toned down to a whisper.

“We did get dad’s old ham radio in here, didn’t we?” Joel asked.

“I think so, yeah. Why?”

“I guess it probably won’t work, but maybe there’s some news on the old radio signals. That radio can receive a lot of channels, even the really long-range ones.”

“If you say so. I don’t know how that stuff works,” I responded with my mouth full.

“Dad showed me once, so I hope I can get it to work. But like I said. It’ll probably be nothing but worth a shot. I mean… The internet isn’t down, but still, there’s nothing to be found online. So why would there be any on the radio? But hey! It’s not like we’ve got other plans tomorrow,” he smiled.

After dinner, we both played some games on our phones. Despite the incident this morning, the thought of going to sleep in the same bed with Joel again was making me feel horny. During the day, flashes of Joel’s dickhead peeking from under the blanket flashed through my head several times.

I knew I had to suppress these feelings, but I just couldn’t help myself. I wanted to see his dick. See him jack it. See it spurt its sperm. Caress it. Taste it…
I quickly snapped out of this whirlpool of thoughts. I looked over at Joel, feeling flushed and noticing my pussy was soaking wet. Joel saw me looking, and I smiled.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Almost ten.”

“I’m not too tired, but I think I’m turning in. Shall we play some more games on our phones and call it a day?”

“Sure. Games on our phones…” Joel smiled.

“And maybe some…” I whispered as I put away the plates of our dinner and pretended to be extremely busy.

As I turned around, Joel already took off his shirt and was looking at me. I only had to drop my spandex shorts, but I hesitated slightly. It felt to me as if we were about to cross a line. But I immediately liked the idea of crossing that line, so I dropped my shorts and looked at my brother.

“You look really hot in that thong, Mia,” Joel said as he looked me over.

I wanted to see him drop his pants, so I thanked him and crawled into bed, my eyes never leaving his body.

After he dropped his pants, I noticed the bulge in his boxers. He wasn’t hard. I knew that from what I saw the first night. But he wasn’t entirely soft either. Did I have that effect on him, I wondered.

As he crawled in next to me and took his phone, I glanced at my brother and felt myself starting to blush. Joel looked at me, questioning with one lifted eyebrow.

“What is it? Did I do something wrong?”

“No, no. It’s just… well…” I inhaled deeply, “is it wrong that I’d still like to masturbate. Like… now?”

Joel started smiling, which put me a bit at ease.

“I was literally just thinking the same thing,” he grinned. “And I immediately felt bad about it.”

“So… we’re both horrible people?”

“Nah. Just horny, I guess,” and he laughed.

“I don’t know what it is, but I really like doing this. I mean… I already liked it a lot, but with you beside me, I like it way better!” and I blushed again.

“I know what you mean, sis. It’s boring as fuck, sitting inside a room all day. But the idea of masturbating keeps my spirits up, I guess. Is that weird?” Joel asked, looking insecure.

Joel wasn’t a caveman type of guy, but he wasn’t too sharing about his feelings either. So him saying this was a big deal, I realized.

“No! No way. This isn’t weird at all,” I assured him, “I know exactly what you mean. You know the world has gone to shit, but your personal needs still trigger you. I thought about this a lot too, today. I couldn’t figure it out but finally figured ‘what the heck.’ You know?”

I could see Joel’s body language change. He let go of the tension in his body and relaxed visibly.

“So…” Joel started, “fancy another session?”

“Absolutely!” I said, already taking off my underwear.

Joel started moving too, and after a few seconds, I heard the sound of his underwear hitting the floor.

I slid my hands between my legs, sighing happily, and glanced over at Joel’s moving hand under the blanket. His eyes were closed, and he appeared to be in the zone already.

“Don’t you need lube or something?” I asked, curious about his technique.

“Huh?” Joel asked, obviously disturbed.

“Lube. When there’s something about jacking off in the movies, a guy spits in his hand or uses hand lotion or something.”

“Nah. I don’t need it. I just hold ‘it’ loosely in my hand and slide it up and down, you know?” Joel said, looking a bit embarrassed.

“Uhm… no?”

“What do you mean, no?”

“I never actually saw someone do it,” I softly said, feeling flushed, horny, embarrassed, and curious at the same time.

“You didn’t? Not even online?” Joel asked, surprised.

I noticed his hand had stopped moving, and he was looking at me. We were both quiet for a few moments.

“Uhm… I can show you how I do it. If you want,” he eventually said, blushing a bit.

“SURE! I’d like that!” I said, way too eager. “I mean… If you don’t mind…”

“I guess not. If you don’t mind seeing me naked,” he said shyly after being silent for a few seconds.

“Oh. I don’t mind, Joel,” I said as casually as I could.

Joel kept looking at me, but he didn’t move. I was SO anxious to see his dick and to see him beat it. But Joel was too shy to start.

“If it’s easier for you, I’ll take off my clothes too,” I offered, hoping to urge Joel on this way.

“Would you do that?” he asked, surprised.

“Sure! It’s only fair, isn’t it?”

“Uhm… If you don’t mind… I… Uhm,” he stammered.

It was evident that I needed to take the lead here. I felt my heart beating in my throat as I started lifting my top. Before I could chicken out, I pulled it off and laid it by my thong, next to my pillow. I felt Joel’s eyes on my bare breasts as I deliberately had left the blanket down around my waist.

“Wow, Mia. You are…” Joel said, obviously lost for words.

I glanced over at my brother and noticed his eyes were glued to my chest. Seeing him admire my breasts made me suddenly feel less self-conscious. A little seductive even. Not wanting to wait any longer, I slowly started pushing down the blanket.

Slowly but steadily, my brother’s hard dick came into view. The red, fat dickhead came first. During our baths when we were younger, I already saw he was circumcised, although that didn’t quite register back then. This morning, when his dickhead peeked out, I thought back of those days.

We’d play in the tub and were way too young to care about the differences between boys and girls back then. Sure, we noticed our differences, but that was it.
Joel’s balls came into view, and I was mesmerized by what I saw. Now that I could look at my brother’s dick unobstructed, I could size it better. It was almost six inches long and with big balls under it. His shaft wasn’t too thick, but the mushroom-shaped, fat dickhead made it look fabulous.

But the best part of what I saw was his pubes. Pictures and videos I saw online all showed hairy dicks. Thick bushes of pubes and very hairy balls. Joel’s balls only had a few wisps of hairs on them, and he just had a small patch of pubes above his shaft. Other than that, his body was hairless.

I tore my eyes away from Joel’s fascinating dick and looked him in his eyes. He didn’t notice me looking as his eyes were roaming all over my body. I was lying there completely naked for my brother to see, and he didn’t waste the opportunity. Knowing I had this effect on my hot brother made me feel all tingly inside and even hornier than I was before.

“You look… Phew…” I said to Joel. “Ahem… It looks quite big.”

“Huh? What? Oh… I uhh…” he stammered and finally looked at my face.

“Your… penis,” I pointed.

“What about it?” he asked, obviously confused.

“It looks big,” I laughed nervously.

“Oh. Well. It’s not the biggest in class, but I’m quite close,” he beamed.

“So… weren’t you going to show me?” I asked, looking directly at his stiff dick.

“Oh. Yeah. Right,” and he took his dick in his hand, immediately sliding it up and down.

This was by FAR the most erotic thing I ever saw in my whole life. I slid my hand between my legs and started masturbating too.

“You see. I just hold it semi-loose in my fist, creating just enough friction to…” he stopped and looked at the action between my legs.

“I’m sorry, Joel. But looking at you spanking it got me going,” I blushed and let out a small moan as my finger brushed against my clit for the first time since we started this.

“Don’t be sorry. Ohhh… I wanted to ask how you… ahhh… did it,” and his fist was going faster up and down on his magnificent dick.

I just had to watch his hand. And his dick. And his jacking. And his balls. And… Ohhh!! This was amazing!

“Ohh… So… How do you do… ahhh… it?” Joel asked, looking at my crotch. “Do you slide your finger in, or…?”

“Hmmm… I just rub the outside of my… pussy and over my clitoris. Ohhh… And when I’m getting… OHHH… Close, I some-ahhh-times… slide my fingers inside, so I cum harder and… Ohhh fstr…” I managed.

“OHHH… This is fucking hot!” Joel panted and draped his leg over mine again.

We lay there masturbating side by side and looking at the other, both panting and moaning heavily. Joel’s fist was going faster and faster, and my pussy had never ever been this wet before. I was on the verge of cumming, and was wondering if I should warn Joel.

“OHHH… Mia… I’m almost AHHH… there. If you want to… OHHH!!!” Joel moaned loudly as his fist stopped moving.

My eyes widened as I saw the first spurt leaving my brother’s dick. It flew out of it with a nice arc and landed just below his chin. I saw four more spurts until I felt my pussy contracting and just had to shut my eyes close, letting the best orgasm EVER wash over me.

It took me a few minutes to recover. But after I opened my eyes and looked at Joel, he had a shit-eating grin on his face and looked at me lazily.

“Now THAT was fucking amazing, sis! I never thought that letting you watch me would be such a big turn-on. Fucking hell!” he kept panting.

I glanced down his body, and with his softening dick and cum-covered chest, he looked even sexier than before. I wasn’t ready to speak yet, as I pulled my hand from between my legs.

“You came too, right?” Joel asked.

“Holy shit! Did I come? The best ever!” I managed.

“Did you… ehm… stick it in?”

“No. Didn’t have the chance. I came SO hard the moment you came. I… Waah!” I sighed.

“I know,” Joel laughed. “If we grow tired of Risk, we can always do this. Damn!”

I had to laugh too. Mainly because he was so right. No matter what happens, if it was up to me, we’d definitely do this again.

“You look pretty hot, Joel,” I whispered in the silence that followed.

“You should see yourself, Mia. The hottest chick in town,” he said with a giggle, but I could feel he was completely honest with me.

Joel reached under the bed, took a towel, and started cleaning the cum off his chest. I wanted to feel it, taste it and put it inside my pussy, but I wasn’t sure how Joel would react to it. So I decided to let it go and maybe try it another time. Considering Joel’s reaction, I figured there would be a second time.

“I’m tired now, Mia,” Joel yawned as he put the towel back under the bed.

“Me too. Good night, big brother,” I said, pulling up the blanket.

“Only by four minutes,” Joel said as he put his arm under me and pulled me close.

As I snuggled up against Joel, I was feeling relieved we crossed this line. I was so at ease with him. It felt natural to do this stuff with him. And snuggling up naked against my equally naked brother only added to the sense of feeling at ease with each other.

“Good night,” I heard Joel whisper as I drifted off to sleep.

End of Chapter ten

Copyright 2021 – Jason Crow
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Smoky Mountains – Chapter 9

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 9 – Killing time
Day 3.

The movement beside me startled me at first. But after a few seconds, I realized it was just my brother Joel moving in my bed. I opened my eyes and, judging by the light in the room, it was still early. I guessed it to be around six a.m. I was lying on my side, facing the wall, so I looked over my shoulder to check on Joel.

I saw he was lying on his side too, but facing away from me. The blanket was pulled down, and both of us were exposed from the waist up. I was suddenly aware of my lack of panties and was glad I was still wearing my top.

As I reached for my panties and quietly pulled them up, I realized Joel was completely naked. After all the boxer-clad glances I got yesterday, I was curious as hell how his penis looked. But the moment this thought entered my mind, I immediately dismissed it. He was my brother, damnit! I shouldn’t think like this! He was doing everything in his power to protect me, and I was only lusting after his body.

I loved my brother dearly. And, considering the circumstances, there was no one in the world I’d rather be with now than with Joel. He’d give his own life for me if he had to. I felt so much love for him at that moment. So I turned over, draped my arm over his chest, and cuddled up against his back. Joel let out a small gunt, but that was all. I figured I wouldn’t sleep anymore, but I would at least feel safe and maybe doze a little bit this way.

I was wrong. I woke up again feeling something poking against the bottom of my hand that I had draped across Joel’s chest. I opened my eyes, and this time it was way brighter inside my room. Judging by his breathing, Joel was still asleep. The eerie quietness outside was creepy as fuck, but being here with Joel gave me a natural comforting feeling.

There was that poke against my hand again. It took me a moment for it to land. But when it did, I instinctively pulled my hand back.

“That’s Joel’s erection!” I thought.

But the moment I pulled back my hand, I was sorry I did. A small part of me wanted to feel it, caress it, judge its size, fondle it… But before I had a chance to casually lay my hand back, Joel stirred. He was waking up.

“Grmph…” Joel grunted and looked back over his shoulder to see what was going on. “Morning, Mia”

“Morning, Joel,” I responded and turned onto my back.

Joel turned to his back too, and I had to hold back a gasp as I saw the tip of his dick peeking out from under the blanket. This was just a tiny flash, but enough for me to see the fat dickhead. Joel pulled up the blanket quickly to hide his dick, and I decided to act cool and pretend I didn’t see it.

“Sleep well?” Joel asked as he rubbed his eyes.

“Surprisingly well. You?”

“Me too.”

I avoided the obvious elephant in the room but was dying to find out what Joel thought of the previous night.

“I guess the much-needed relief last night helped me sleep this well,” Joel continued.

“It did, didn’t it?” I tried.

“Yeah. I’m glad we chose to do this, Mia,” Joel said, looking me in the eyes seriously.

“Me too! And I’m glad you liked it because I liked it a lot too!” I said with relief in my voice. “Wanna do it again?”

“I was hoping you’d ask. Whenever I can, I jerk in the morning. It’s my favorite part of the day,” Joel said and smiled a mischievous smile.

We both laid still for a moment, looking at each other. Joel moved first, and his hand slid under the covers.

That was all the encouragement I needed, and I slipped my hand inside my panties, rubbing all over my wet pussy. I laid my elbow back on Joel’s chest, and the next minutes we laid there masturbating silently.

I was nearing my orgasm. All the time, the image of the tip of Joel’s dick was in front of my eyes. It’s poking against my hand was on the top of my mind the entire time too. As I was ready to insert a finger and go for the end-zone, Joel draped his leg over mine. He was panting heavily also, and as I turned to look at him, he just smiled.

“It’s nice… to… feel your… movements…” he panted.

I just nodded and was blown away by how much such a small act could impact my senses. I saw Joel’s other hand disappear under the covers, and moments later, his eyes crossed.

“I… OHHH…” he groaned.

Seeing my brother cum beside me was more than enough trigger for me to climax too. I felt my body stiffen as the waves of pleasure washed over me.
As I laid there panting and feeling my orgasm fade Away, I noticed Joel hadn’t moved, and our legs, hips, and arms were touching. I heard him panting too. I guessed because of my recent orgasm, my senses were on full blast, which caused me to feel practically every hair, bump, and muscle on my brother’s body.

“This is nice,” Joel said, his panting slowing down.

“It is. Kinda takes your mind off things, you know?”

“Can you face the wall again, please?” Joel asked.

I turned over, felt Joel moving around, and eventually getting out of bed.

“I’m done. You can look now if you want.”

I turned on my back and felt lazy. There wasn’t any need to get out of bed, so I stretched and looked over at Joel, who was standing beside my bed, looking down at me, smiling.

“What?” I asked, slightly worried my boobs fell out of my top or something.

“Nothing. It’s just that… You just look wonderful when you wake up and with this light,” he said, and I could see a blush spreading across his face and chest.

He was standing there, beside my bed, in his boxers, and his slightly muscular body seemed to be glowing. His boxers had a nice bulge in them, and in my eyes, he could easily pass for a Calvin Klein underwear model.

“Well… You don’t look too bad yourself,” I smiled, still stretched out on my bed.

“I thought of something last night. I think we need to create something so we can put some stuff outside the room and still be able to reach it. Get dressed, so we can eat and talk about it,” Joel said as he was pulling up his pants.

“But I don’t wanna get dressed,” I pouted.

“Then don’t. I don’t care,” Joel giggled. “But we need to find a way to get our ‘toilet’ out of the room, or we’ll die of suffocation knowing how much you can stink!”

“OH! You Jerk!” I shouted, acting offended.

I threw my pillow at him and started laughing.

“I guess you’re right. As always,” I said, getting up and acting defeated.

“I AM serious about getting dressed, Mia,” Joel said after we stopped laughing. “If you don’t want to, I don’t care.”

I looked him in the eyes, trying to size him up. Then it dawned on me that he must be just as curious about my body as I was about his. I thought about it for a minute and decided to let him have some fun too. I could wear my short sweat shorts for comfort and a tiny bit of modesty, but I’d keep my tank top and leave my bra off.

The moment I stood in front of my closet with my back toward Joel, I noticed something and decided to turn it up a notch. I quickly pulled down my underwear and figured I’d grab a fresh thong from my closet. Our dad would’ve had a heart attack if he knew I wore a thong. I only owned two: a plain black and a laced red one. I heard Joel clear his throat behind me, and I figured I’d tease him a bit longer. I pretended to look for the right pair and stalled as long as I figured I could get away with, all the while showing Joel my naked backside. I picked the plain black one, and as I pulled it up, Joel cleared his throat again.

I looked over my shoulder, and it was apparent Joel was checking me out. I loved the effect I was having on him but couldn’t prolong pulling up my pants any longer. Instead of sweats, I decided to go for my spandex workout shorts. They weren’t too short, comfy, and I guessed Joel would like that also. After I made sure I was covered correctly, I turned around. Joel stood there blushing, but he didn’t say anything.

“What is it?” I asked, knowing perfectly well what was going on.

“I… Uhm… It’s…” he stammered and cleared his throat again. “I didn’t know you had a thong.”

“I bought it last month. But I didn’t want dad to know.”

“Right… That makes sense,” he said and started smiling. “You look amazing in it, Ellie. You’ve really got a nice body. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!”

“That’s sweet, Joel. But you already told me I look amazing,” I laughed. “Seriously. Thank you for taking care of me, Joel!”

I stepped toward him, and we hugged each other firmly. After a few moments, we heard a loud scream outside, reminding us of the delicate situation we were still in. I looked at Joel and saw his smile had vanished. The cheerfulness I felt this morning was immediately gone too.

“Let’s eat,” Joel said with a low voice.

“Right,” I responded. “I’ll try to make us something. But we’re down to canned food, so don’t expect anything tasteful.”

We ate our breakfast which consisted of canned tuna, spam, and some bread, in silence. All the while, I felt silly sitting here in my spandex shorts and tanktop. I glanced over at Joel and saw the serious expression on his face. We were in a very, very fucked-up situation. Our dad was dead in the next room, we’d probably be inside this room for maybe weeks if the food would last, and we were just thinking about getting off. That scream was a brutal wake-up call for me.

“I feel bad,” I confided to Joel.

“Me too. What were we thinking? We need to make sure we survive all this, you know?”

I felt tears welling up in my eyes and looked at Joel. The moment he saw me, the stern look on his face vanished, and he came over to me to hug me. The moment I felt his strong arms holding me, I started crying.

“I’m SO confused, Joel!” I sobbed. “I mean… dad is dead, and we don’t have a clue about what’s going on outside. And all I can think of is how good you look in your underwear.”

I didn’t mean to say that last bit. It just came out of my mouth. I immediately felt embarrassed, but Joel didn’t respond. I kept crying, and Joel kept comforting me. All the while, my face pressed firmly against his chest, feeling protected in his strong arms.

“For what it’s worth…” Joel started as my crying was almost over, “I was thinking the same about you, Mia.”

That caught me by surprise. Sure, I teased him a bit last night. And I guess every boy would get a boner when he sees a bit of side-boob. But it never occurred to me that Joel liked to look at me too. I lifted my head to look at him.

Joel smiled shyly and started drying my eyes. He kept holding me with one arm, and I wasn’t ready to let him go yet. I don’t know how long we sat there, but I was glad Joel was there to comfort me as I regained my composure.

“You think I look nice?” I finally asked softly.

“You look fabulous! Especially in that thong. Heck! If you weren’t my sister, I’d definitely want to fu… uhh, date you!” Joel said and quickly cleared his throat.

“Right… How romantic,” I laughed.

“Sorry about that.”

“Did you get any from Kelsey?” I asked, trying to lighten the mood.

“What kind of question is that? Why would you want to know about your brother’s sex-life? Well… Lack of sex-life, that is,” he sighed.

“It isn’t like we’ve got anything better to do, and it takes our mind away from the real problems.”

“No. She didn’t give me any. I haven’t even got laid yet. How about that?” Joel said in a slightly annoyed tone. “If one of these bugs comes flying in, I’ll die a virgin. If there weren’t any other ‘real’ problems, I’d be fucking pissed about that!”

He looked at me seriously, and I couldn’t stop myself from laughing. Joel looked at me and tried to be all serious, but I saw a smile spread across his face after a few moments. The next thing I knew, we were both laughing loudly.

“Same here, bro. Still sparkling new. I did break the seal, though,” I said between laughs, and I could see the confusion in Joel’s eyes.

“Ah! You mean your hymen!” he said after a few moments of thinking.

“Yep,” I giggled because of Joel’s discomfort with the subject. “Brandi let me borrow her dildo a few weeks ago. It hurt a bit, but at least now it won’t when I lose my virginity.”

“Okay… Maybe a bit too much info?” Joel said, looking at me with an odd face.

“Don’t be a pussy! You’ve also watched me go to the toilet. How’s that for oversharing?!” I responded, and we both burst out into laughter again.

It was true. We did have that bucket in the room to take care of business. We decided Joel could pee straight into the sink in the room, and I would ditch my pee from the bucket there. If we used enough water to wash it away, it would still be mildly hygienic.

We didn’t have to do number two yet, but I had to think about what Joel said this morning. Okay, we’ve pretty much lost our privacy. But the other person could turn around, so we could keep a little dignity. But the smell would get nasty pretty quickly.

“What did you have in mind for placing stuff outside our room?” I asked, changing the subject to a less awkward one.

“Nothing. It just occurred to me last night that we need to find a way to ditch the unhealthy stuff. It’s not just the poo. Food that’s gone bad doesn’t smell too nice either.”

“You’re right. We didn’t think that one through. Maybe…” I trailed off.

“What?”

My idea was to use the last big piece of plastic and make some sort of a dog flap in it. We’d cut two lines in it, approximately twenty inches apart, and put pieces of tape over them. When we needed to slide something out or in, we’d remove the tape, put our arm through the opening, and do our thing. This way, we didn’t have to open the whole door, and we’d be relatively safe. We would have to open the door only once this way and immediately put the plastic in the opening.
I explained it all to Joel, and he loved what I came up with. His idea was to just kick holes in the door and hope for the best.

We spent most of the morning planning and creating the plastic sheet. We made sure all the necessary tape was within reach, and we created a lever, so we were able to lift the door from its hinges.

We talked it through a few times until we were both confident we could do this. The way we planned this, there were only a few seconds in which a bug could fly into the room. We accepted that slight chance, as it was way better than the alternative.

“Three… Two… One… GO!” Joel counted.

Joel opened the door, placed the box to stand on in front of the opening, and immediately put the plastic on the doorframe’s top. I taped it shut against the wall and quickly did the same with the door’s right side.

I looked at Joel, and he was done with the door. He laid it on its side, and with a big push, it slid into the living room, hitting the couch, and miraculously stayed on its side. The moment the door left the room, I taped that side of the door shut, and we were safe.

“YEAH!!” Joel shouted.

“WHOOO!!” I yelled and hugged Joel, glad we managed to get this done.

Joel hugged me back, and I briefly felt his hands on my butt. It lasted only a second or two, and I guessed he did it by accident. The moment his hands left my butt and wrapped around my upper body, I felt a very slight disappointment but immediately banned that feeling from my body.

End of Chapter nine

Copyright 2021 – Jason Crow
All rights reserved

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Smoky Mountains – Chapter 8

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 8 – SHIVR
Day 3.

I don’t know what woke me, but when I opened my eyes, I felt relaxed. So it wasn’t a bad dream or a loud noise. It was really quiet down here, but I immediately knew where I was. I checked my watch, and it was a little past seven-thirty. Still early, but I might as well get up, I figured. I looked over at Ryan and he was still sound asleep. He was still lying on top of the sheets. One of his legs was straight, and the other one was pulled up and lay there in a bend. Both his arms were above his head, and this way, his whole body was on display. His soft penis was pointed toward his left hip. In the dim light of the room, he looked amazing!

I felt myself get hard, so I sat up and pulled up my boxers before I would get completely stiff. I heard some rumbling in Ellie’s bedroom and figured she was awake too. That’s when I noticed the soft beep. This is what must’ve woken me up. Now that I heard it clearly, I started focusing on it. It beeped every thirty seconds. It was soft and almost not noticeable, but definitely there. Behind me, Ryan began to move.

“Morning,” he grumbled. “What time is it?”

“Good morning. It’s around a quarter to eight. You can sleep some more if you like, but I’m getting up,” I said.

“Hmmm,” he responded and yawned loudly, obviously not fully awake yet.

I stood up and turned toward the door, trying not to focus on the sexy nude boy on the bed. I was making my move to get my shirt when the door opened.

“Good morning, boys,” Ellie cheerfully said.

I didn’t expect it and was a bit startled by her sudden appearance. She was basically dressed the same as yesterday. She was now wearing bright red panties instead of the blue, and her now white tank top seemed even shorter and tighter than the one she wore yesterday. And it was a tiny bit transparent because I could make out the shadow of areolas on her breasts when I checked out her hard nipples.

I expected Ryan to spring into action and quickly cover himself up, but he just lay there acting like there was no one else in the room. I could see Ellie checking him out, but she said nothing and acted as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

“Don’t you know how to knock?” I felt obliged to ask.

“I heard you were up, so I guessed I could come in,” she said, avoiding the question.

“Did you sleep well?” I asked, deciding to drop it.

“Yeah… Well… I was a bit anxious about being alone in my room at first. I was on the verge of coming over when I started drifting off. And then it was morning all of a sudden. So, yeah. I guess it was okay. Did you guys sleep okay?”

“Yeah. I did. Ryan didn’t bother me at all, and it’s a comfy bed,” I smiled.

“I see he’s in his usual sleeping outfit,” she giggled.

“I asked Uncle Adam, and he was okay with it. We made a deal. As long as I would stay on my side of the bed, I was okay with him if he stayed on his side,” Ryan said and blushed the moment he realized what he said.

“A good thing I didn’t come in and spoil the sausage fest,” Ellie said and started laughing with Ryan joining her.

I was a bit stunned by how they acted, but seeing both of them laughing, I couldn’t help myself and joined the laughter. I was glad that both kids didn’t seem to be worried too much about our situation.

“Let’s get us some breakfast and see where that annoying beep is coming from.”

Ellie and I prepared breakfast and couldn’t help myself checking her out. Her body was just as lovely as Ryan’s, only female. She had nice, perky breasts, which were about a handful. Her butt was sweet and pretty much the same as Ryan’s. Her red panties accentuated her forms magnificently, and there was a tiny cameltoe at her front.

I reminded myself I was gay and that these were just kids. And my niece and nephew, for christ’s sake. But I just couldn’t help myself and kept checking her out. We silently ate breakfast together. Ryan figured it was wise to put his underwear back on, and because of the heat, I couldn’t blame him. It was just a pair of boxers. All three of us were still in our underwear.

“I’m going after the climate control again. We know it’s working because the bedrooms were cozy last night,” I said, a bit annoyed about the heat.

“I forgot to bring my asthma inhaler from the house. I left it in my room,” Ryan said as he started munching down his Rice Krispies. ”Can I go and get it later?”

“Uhm. I don’t know. Uncle Robert asked us to go down here,” I said, not sure if it was safe or not.

“But what if I get an asthma attack?”

I thought about it for a few seconds. He was right. He could get severe attacks under the right circumstances. But Robert…

“First, I want to make sure it’s safe to go outside. I’m not sure what’s going on out there. The moment it’s safe to go out, you can go.”

“Of course. Uhm… Where are the keys to the house?”

“I put them on the coffee table in the living room. You know the alarm code, right?”

“I do. I guess I’ll just have to wait then.”

“Want me to go with you?” Ellie asked.

“Nah. It’ll only be a few minutes. I can handle it.”

Ellie’s mood surprised me. Usually, she acted like a spoiled brat. But since she woke up after the first night at our place, she changed completely. I liked this version of Ellie a lot better than the previous one.

“What’s that light?” Ryan asked with his mouth full.

I looked over to where Ryan pointed and noticed a small red light blinking in an irregular pattern. I couldn’t place it. It wasn’t an alarm or something because it was too small for that, and it would’ve blinked more regularly.

“I don’t know,” I said.

“Is it an alarm?” Ryan asked.

“Nah. Don’t think so,” I said.

“A countdown, maybe?” Ryan tried.

“Hmm. Looks like morse-code,” Ellie said casually.

I let that sink in and looked at the light for a few moments. I figured Ellie was right.

“Huh. What do you know? I think you’re right!” Ryan said.

“Do any of you know morse-code?” I asked. “I know I don’t.”

“In class last week, we had an assignment about communication through the ages. I downloaded an app back then to include some morse in my paper. Give me a sec.”

Ellie opened her phone, and I took a pencil and a piece of paper. A few minutes later, we had:

NNEL999CHECKCHA

“Uhm…” Ryan said, looking at what I wrote down.

“It spells Check Channel 999,” I said, suddenly seeing the correct sequence.

We went to the living room, flipped on the TV, and switched to channel 999. On TV a woman appeared, who started talking to us. It was an explanatory video about the systems that were available in the shelter. There was an advanced video surveillance system with both inside and outside cameras. An advanced climate control system reused the air. It wasn’t directly connected to the outside world in case of a gas or nuclear event. The advanced communication system could also use morse-code, satellite, internet data, and every other protocol known to men. This was all available from the control room.

“Just say ‘Assist me SHIVR,’” the woman on the TV said, “and the system will listen and respond to your requests.”

SHIVR appeared to be the SHelter Interactive Voice Response system. A variation on Alexa, Assistant, and SIRI.

“If your voice was added to the list of people that can control the shelter, you’d be able to operate everything down here with your voice,” the woman on TV continued.

I guessed Robert fixed this part, but I needed to check it out. I decided to finish this video before I tried. Right now, the floorplan was showing, and it was apparent we were now living in only thirty to forty percent of this facility. There was a control room, an extensive laboratory, and a crops room where fresh vegetables could be grown. This was all really impressive stuff.

“This concludes this informational video. If you still have questions, feel free to ask SHIVR. You can rewatch this instruction at any time by switching to this channel.”

We were now looking at a field of wavy grass that could’ve come straight from the commercial for a funeral insurance company. I switched off the TV and looked at the kids.

“Well?” Ellie said.

“Well, what?” I asked.

“Don’t you wanna test SHIVR?” Ryan chipped in.

“Assist me, SHIVR,” I said and considering the anticipation on both their faces not a moment too soon.

“Hello, Adam. How can I help you?” a warm woman’s voice said that appeared to come out of nowhere.

“Uhm. Turn off the lights?” I asked.

The moment I said it, we were in complete darkness.

“There you go,” the voice said. “Anything else?”

“Turn them back on, please,” I said, and a moment later, we were able to look at each other again.

“No problem.”

“Am I on the list of people that can operate everything?”

“Yes, Adam, you are. Dr. Wilkes made sure you are.”

“Great! And the people that are with me?”

“They are allowed to operate all the basic functions, such as the lights, temperature, kitchen, that sort of stuff. If you want, I can print the entire list of options.”

“No. Thank you. We’ll figure this out. Can you show me the control room, please?” I asked.

“Of course, Adam. I’ll open the door, and you just have to follow the lights.”

I heard a door open in the distance and saw a few lights burn brighter in the hallway.

“Well. Let’s check it out, shall we?” I said, getting up from the couch.

We walked over to the control room, which was behind a hidden door in the hallway. If you didn’t know it was there, you couldn’t see it. It was pretty well hidden, I had to admit. Once we were in the room, we saw a wall with screens to our left with a big control panel in front of it, almost like a direction room for a big TV show you see on TV sometimes.

On the monitors, the entire outside was visible. I never saw cameras when I was in our forest, so they were pretty well hidden.

“Wow,” Ryan and Ellie said almost simultaneously as they watched the screens.

There was a big center screen with smaller monitors around it. The lower half of the monitors was reserved for inside footage. Every room, including the bedrooms, had a camera. Only the bathroom didn’t have one for obvious reasons. I looked at the control panel, and there were like a gazillion buttons, switches, sliders, and all sorts of other stuff I needed to figure out.

“Doesn’t seem like anything is going on outside,” Ryan said.

He was right. There was no wild animal or a horde of zombies walking around. The only noticeable thing was the green circles around text lines next to the top left monitor. The texts were ‘Outside Air quality,’ ‘Outside Radiation Level,’ ‘Outside Noise Level,’ and a few others like these.

“I guess you’re right,” I responded.

“Why is that button red?” Ellie asked and pointed to the control panel.

There was a label, ‘Coms,’ and the button below it was indeed red. Before I could react, Ryan pressed it, and it turned green. We were silent for a few moments, but nothing seemed to happen. Until I heard a familiar ping beside me.

“Yay! Wifi!!” Ellie chirped. “And no code on it!”

“I’ll go and get my inhaler first. Is that okay?” Ryan asked. “You can watch me on the monitors, so you’ll know I’m fine.”

“Okay, sport. But be real quick, okay? We still don’t know exactly what’s going on outside.”

“I will. Be right back.”

“Assist me, SHIVR,” I said and asked her to set the temperature at a comfortable level of seventy-one degrees.

I got up to get my phone from the bedroom, and the moment I opened the door, Ryan walked out wearing his clothes.

“Do you know how the elevator and the airlock works?”

“Of course. I’m already eleven, you know?” he answered and acted as if he was offended by my question.

I took my phone and walked back to the control room. The moment I walked back into the room, I could see Ryan enter the airlock. I joined the wireless network and sat on the chair in front of the panel. I looked over at Ellie, who was completely engrossed in her phone. I did notice she had a worried look on her face.

A few moments after my phone was connected, a tsunami of beeps and buzzes from new messages was launched. In the corner of my eye, I could see Ryan going up in the elevator. I’d received a lot of Facebook messages and even more WhatsApp messages. And I missed thirty-five voice calls.

“STOP!!!” Ellie suddenly screamed beside me.

“Whoah! What’s with you?” I asked.

“There is something terribly wrong outside!” She glanced at the monitor where Ryan was just exiting the elevator.

Ellie got up, ran into the hallway and toward the airlock.

“RYAN!!!!” She screamed.

But because of the airlock, he couldn’t hear her. I ran after her and grabbed her by the shoulders.

“What is it, Ellie?” and I could see the tears in her eyes.

“People are dying, Uncle Adam! I looked at a lot of videos online. Everybody who is outside starts to scream, and then they fall to the ground. DEAD!” she said between sobs and started crying her eyes out.

“I need to get him,” I said and opened the door to the airlock.

“NO! You can’t! Then you’ll die too! Look!”

Ellie showed me her phone. A video of a guy walking over to someone that just fell to the ground was playing. After a few seconds, the guy did the same. And another guy. This was starting to freak me out.

“Oh my god!” I said. “Quick! Back to the control room. Maybe there are some speakers outside, so we can call out to Ryan.”

We ran back, and both frantically started looking on the control panel. In the meantime, we could see Ryan running toward the house.

“Assist me, SHIVR. Is there a way to contact Ryan outside?”

“One moment, please,” the voice said. “Okay. You can talk into the microphone, and everybody in the forest and on the lawn can hear you.”

“RYAN! GET BACK!!!” Ellie screamed into the microphone, not wasting any time.

I could see Ryan stop running on the monitor. He hesitated a second and turned around.

“QUICK!!” Ellie said, a little less panicked now.

To our great relief, Ryan sprinted back toward the elevator. I glanced over at Ellie, who looked at me with a hopeful face, despite the tears rolling down her cheeks. I was feeling confident he’d make it back to the elevator. When I thought he was safe, Ryan stopped and started screaming from the top of his lungs, just like the people in the videos. A second later, he dropped to the ground and stopped moving.

“Oh no,” I whispered, feeling my stomach turn.

“NO!!!” Ellie screamed and threw herself at me.

“I have to check on him,” I said to no one in particular.

“You can’t! Please don’t!” Ellie cried.

“But…” I couldn’t say much more and started crying too, knowing Ellie was right.

Ryan had died.

End of Chapter eight

Copyright 2021 – Jason Crow
All rights reserved

Did I just kill off this cute package of joy and happiness? I’m sorry guys! I hated to do this, but in my opinion the story needed this. Just keep on reading and maybe it makes sense then.

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Smoky Mountains – Chapter 7

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 7 – Settling in
Day 2.

I expected a stuffy and dirty shelter from the sixties. But the moment the elevator door opened, I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was big. And clean. And white. Wow!

“Wow!” Ellie said beside me.

I giggled at her reaction as I walked out of the elevator. In the wall next to the exit, there was a small control panel. I pressed the buttons, marked ‘light,’ and with a couple of loud clunk sounds, more and more of the shelter lit up. There was a long hallway with doors and windows on each side. But first, we had to enter the airlock. After we were inside, I pressed the ‘decompress’ button, and a small, red light labeled ‘hold breath’ started to blink.

“How long do we need to hold our breath?” Ryan asked.

“I don’t know. Guess it won’t be long,” I responded, breathed in and out a few times, and held my breath.

I saw Ellie and Ryan do the same, as the light started blinking faster and faster. A few seconds later, it stopped blinking and just stayed on, and a beep came out of a small speaker. Moments later, the airlock was filled with misty, thick air. I couldn’t see anything for a few moments. This mist was around us for approximately five seconds before it was sucked out at the bottom, and we could see each other again. The red light turned green, and the other door of the airlock opened, allowing us to enter the shelter.

“Well. Let’s see what we’ve got here, shall we?” I cheerfully said after breathing again.

The three of us started exploring, and I was utterly blown away by this shelter. If I didn’t know any better, it might as well have been some futuristic space ship from an A-grade sci-fi movie or the hidden lab from James Bond’s evil villain. The walls were shiny white, and the floor was dark. The lighting in all the rooms was indirect and created a very futuristic look. The doors didn’t make that ‘Whoosh’ sound when they opened, but they slid away into the wall, which was pretty cool. In the living room and bedrooms, there was a very soft carpet on the floor. And every room had modern, minimalistic furniture in it.

“This is great, Uncle Adam!” Ryan said enthusiastically.

“I know, right? I never knew we had this in our backyard.”

Even Ellie seemed hyped. She walked around with us and was very constructive about everything.

“I don’t see anything missing in here. I mean, we’ve got a living room and bedrooms obviously. But also a washing machine, bathroom, and a kitchen,” she said with a spark in her eyes.

“And have you seen all the food?” Ryan chipped in.

“I did, sport,” I said. “I think we’ll last for a long time down here.”

“One major bummer, by the way,” Ellie said while looking at her phone.

“What is it?”

“No service and no wifi!” she said gloomily.

“I was afraid of that. This whole thing is probably one big Faraday cage,” I responded while checking my own phone and seeing the same result. “I need to find a way to reach your mother. I need to find out if she’s alright and let her know we’re fine.”

“Damnit! And it’s freaking hot down here,” she said, clearly annoyed by the fact that her one link to the outside world was cut.

“It is, isn’t it? I’ll go and search for a solution. Why don’t you two get your stuff settled in your bedroom?” I said, trying to make myself useful.

“Ewww! These bedrooms got a kingsized bed! I’m not sleeping in the same bed as he is!” Ellie said, exaggerating her point by pulling an overly disgusted face.

“Okay. Then you go and take one of the bedrooms at the end of the hall, far away from us, Ellie. I don’t mind,” I said, knowing perfectly well she wanted to stay close to us.

“No problem, Sis! I’ll go and sleep with Uncle Adam. You can take the other bedroom,” Ryan immediately responded.

“Wait. What?” I managed, a bit blown away by the suddenness of it all.

I knew that Ryan probably liked sleeping with me better than with his sister for apparent reasons. But I wasn’t too sure if this was a good idea. Sleeping in the same bed with an eleven-year-old boy, who just learned to jack himself, would most likely mean that I had to teach him a lot of other stuff too. But a little evil voice inside my head figured that that was an excellent idea. So I decided to just let them figure it out, and I’d see what the first night with Ryan would bring.

“Okay then. But tomorrow, we’ll evaluate the sleeping arrangements, and maybe you’ll have to deal with it, Ellie. But now I’ll go and check why it’s so freakin’ hot down here. You guys settle in.”

I saw Ryan lifting his t-shirt as I walked away. I scanned the whole place a second time but couldn’t find anything that looked like a climate system control panel. Sweat was dripping from my head by now, so I decided to change my clothes. When I returned to my bedroom, I practically bumped into Ryan, who decided to ditch his clothes altogether. He was only wearing his Fortnite boxer briefs with a noticeable lump in them.

“It’s so freaking hot in here!” he said as he walked toward the kitchen. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“I don’t. But maybe Ellie will,” I said, trying not to be too obviously checking out his body.

Behind me, I heard the door to the other bedroom open. I turned around and saw Ellie had the same idea as Ryan. She was in her tight tank top and blue panties again. I couldn’t blame her.

“I guess she won’t,” Ryan giggled.

Seeing both of them this way made me decide to join their dress code. So I disrobed and was down to my black boxers in no time and headed to the kitchen. I poured myself a nice, cold, big glass of water and walked over to the living room, joining Ryan and Ellie.

“I’m sorry. I can’t find the control for the climate system.”

“It’s okay,” Ellie said. “This way, we’ll manage. Do we have TV down here?”

Ryan got up from the couch, showing off his pert little, boxer-clad ass. He looked around and found the remote. He sat back on the couch to my left. Ellie was to my right, and I had to admit that I felt safe and happy this way despite the fear about Robert’s sudden departure. Ryan pressed the ‘on’ button, and on-screen, we saw some sort of entertainment system booting up. It had a few sections. There were games, series, movies, and an option to record a diary. But no live TV.

“Hand me the remote, please,” I said to Ryan.

I basically turned the TV inside-out with the remote. There must be some way to catch the news and find out what’s going on outside? But the closest thing I found was a greyed-out tile that said “TV.” But when I clicked on it, nothing happened.

“Damnit!” I said, a bit angry.

“What is it?” Ellie asked, looking worried.

“There is no way to check the news! The TV is unavailable, there’s no WiFi or cellphone signal, and I can’t even find a radio anywhere! The most low-tech solution to communicate besides smoke signals and pigeons.”

I looked at the kids sitting beside me on the couch, and I sighed. They didn’t seem too upset, not knowing what was going on outside. I sure as hell was.

“I guess it’s just a precaution, Uncle Adam,” Ryan said, trying to put me at ease, and he hugged me.

“I hope you’re right, sport. I hate it that we don’t have a clue about what’s going on.” I kept ranting.

“Okay, grumpy,” Ellie said with a laugh. “Not much we can do about it, can we? Ryan, check if there’s something else we can watch instead.”

Ryan took the control from my hands, scrolled through the movie section, and selected the new Sonic movie.

I felt my blood pressure drop slightly and decided to drop it for now and recheck everything in the morning. This movie would at least help me get my mind off the situation.

During the movie, I noticed both Ellie and Ryan kept glancing at my groin. I didn’t blame Ryan. And as I thought about it, neither could I blame Ellie. I mean… She was a thirteen-year-old girl and probably curious as hell about this stuff. So I slid back a bit, making sure my dick would be more pronounced in my underwear. I could feel myself chubbing as I did this. I knew I wasn’t going to get hard. I had enough control over it, but being a bit larger wouldn’t hurt anyone, I reckoned.

After the movie, I scanned the storage room for something to eat. The food supply was unbelievable. There were Astronaut dinners, deep-frozen vegetables, special powders that only required adding some water. This was really high-end stuff!

I picked something from all the different kinds we had, just to try each of them. I combined the stuff and made us some dinner, which we ate at the dining table in the living room and talked a bit about our situation. I learned that both Ellie and Ryan weren’t freaked out at all. They were just as curious as I was about the situation, but they felt safe and protected down here.

After dinner, another movie. This time it was the Harley Quinn movie. There were a few moments in there when there were scantily clad women on screen. During one of these scenes, I could clearly see the tent in Ryan’s boxers. I glanced at Ellie, and I was almost sure she was eyeing it too, and her stiff nipples were trying to stick through the fabric of her tank top. I blamed all this on the fact that we were in our underwear and that it was almost ninety-five degrees down here.

After the movie was over, it was almost ten-thirty. Both Ellie and Ryan were yawning and stretching, so I figured this was as good a time as any to hit the sack. Ellie got up first, and I couldn’t help but notice how much her ass looked like her brother’s. She turned around to look at us, and I saw a small damp spot in her panties. I quickly looked her in the eyes. I didn’t think she saw me looking, but I felt flushed nevertheless. She stuck out her hand to Ryan and helped him to his feet.

“If Uncle Adam snores or steals the covers, you’re welcome to stay with me, booger,” she said and hugged him. “I was just kidding earlier.”

Of course, Ryan hugged her back, and I noticed how he pressed the bottom of his cheek against his sister’s breasts. The hug was a bit longer as usual, and I could see his bulge expanding. He wasn’t sporting a full boner, but if this continued, he’d definitely get there.

We killed the light in the living room and went to our bedrooms. I kissed Ellie on her cheek and wished her a good night. I assured her that she was more than welcome to come into my room and sleep with us if she was scared. Of course, she said she wouldn’t need it, and she kissed me too, went inside, and closed her door.

The moment I closed the bedroom door, I heard a fan switch on and immediately felt some cool air flowing through the room.

“I guess you fixed the climate control,” Ryan said as he crawled into the bed.

“I guess,” I said, a little hesitant, and I switched off the light.

I crawled in on the other side of the bed and laid on top of the sheets. The lights weren’t entirely off, and I could still see Ryan in the dim lights.

“Uncle Adam?” he asked.

“Yes, Ryan?” I responded with a pretty good idea of what he was about to ask.

“I… Emm… Usually, I sleep without clothes. Would you mind if I do that now?”

Okay. Didn’t expect that. I sleep in the nude, too, for as long as I can remember. My parents also did this, and back when I was younger, I sometimes slept in the bed with them after a bad dream. We didn’t make a point out of it back then, so why would I do this now, I figured.

“No, sport. I don’t mind. As long as you stay on your side of the bed.”

“Great. Thanks!” Ryan said and pulled off his boxers, revealing his flaccid, hairless penis.

“Ryan?” I said in the same tone as he did earlier and started to giggle.

Ryan started giggling too and said: “No, Uncle Adam. I don’t mind. As long as you stay on your side of the bed.”

We both started laughing, and I pulled off my boxers and dropped them on the ground beside the bed. I saw Ryan checking me out, and in the corner of my eye, I saw him popping a boner. I decided to ignore it and pulled the sheet up over my body, hiding my dick. I laid there quietly for a bit, looking at the ceiling, expecting Ryan to doze off.

“Can we spank it again?” Ryan asked out of the blue, startling me a bit.

Despite the current situation with Robert, I was feeling horny. Having a naked eleven-year-old boy with a boner asking me to jerk off together added to that feeling considerably.

“Well… Ehm… I guess. As long as you never tell anyone about this. That’s completely clear, right?”

“YESS!” he softly said when I said ‘I guess,’ immediately followed by: “Of course! Don’t worry, Uncle Adam.”

I felt my dick growing rapidly as I saw Ryan gripping his youthful erection and slowly sliding his fist up and down on it. I slid down the blankets, exposing my own hard-on, and went to town too. Ryan looked over and had his eyes focused on the action between my legs. We jerked silently for a few minutes as Ryan looked me in my eyes.

“Ehhh… Do you mind if I try spanking you for a bit?” he softly asked. “I mean… You did it to me, and I want to see what it’s like.”

I didn’t see this one coming, and his face was beet red when he asked me. But that evil little voice inside my head was already pretty worked up and screamed so loud, the voice of reason was silenced. So I didn’t hesitate a second and released my dick.

“Sure. I’d like that. I’ll warn you when the sperm comes out, okay?”

An ear-to-ear smile appeared on his face, and he scooted over so he could reach my dick. The moment he touched me, it felt like a bolt of electricity shot through me.

“Whoa. It’s big,” Ryan whispered as he tried to wrap his hand around it.

I may not have the longest dick in the world, but its fatness compensates this easily. Ryan couldn’t wrap his hand around it but slowly started stroking me anyway. He had a really focused look on his face as he was jerking me. It looked almost as if he was trying to memorize my dick. I had to hand it to him, though. He had a pretty skilled hand for a boy that just learned the mechanics.

“Want me to do you too?” I asked, already panting a bit.

“Huh?” Ryan responded, obviously not knowing what I meant.

So I extended my hand and started massaging his dick.

“Ohhh…” Ryan moaned as I started my jerking motion.

It was a bit awkward how we were lying, but looking at this cute little fellow focusing on my dick and jerking me pretty well, with the added bonus of me jerking his little dick, made up for that big time. I felt the boiling in my balls already building. According to Ryan’s panting, he was enjoying it too. And considering his age, I guessed he had a hair-trigger on his orgasms.

Ryan exactly knew how to touch the right buttons. I had a lot of experience with other people jerking me, but none of them knew how to touch the underside of my glans the right way. Ryan did, and I loved it. Ryan’s hip started moving as he instinctively started fucking my hand. This, combined with the soft moans of him near my ear, pushed me quickly toward the end goal.

“Ahhhh. Ryan! I’m cumming. Look o…” I managed.

As I felt the sperm leaving my body, Ryan’s dick kicked in my hand too. We came at the same time, but I realized this a bit later. It has been a long time since I came this hard. The first spurt hit me on my chin as Ryan kept pumping me. There were a good six or seven spurts, and they were all pretty powerful. This was a top-five orgasm for sure. I stopped my movement on Ryan’s dick, but he didn’t catch on, so I gently laid my hand on his, and that’s when he stopped, but he didn’t let go of my dick.

“You hit me,” Ryan giggled and looked up at me.

“I’m sorry, sport. You did great. I came a lot. But I did warn you,” I giggled too.

At least two spurts had hit him in his face because there were two obvious spots where my cum was oozing down his face. He stuck out his tongue and licked some of it from his upper lip, and made a point of tasting it.

“Not bad,” he said as he kept holding my softening dick.

In my hand, I could feel he was still stiff. Damn, I wish I had his stamina. But now, the voice of reason returned in my head. I let go of him, got up, and grabbed a towel. I cleaned my dick and body and handed Ryan a towel. He cleaned his hand and face and laid back on the bed with a big smile across his face. I absolutely loved what I was looking at. A young, blonde boy, lying lazily on a bed, with his erection on display. Just lying there for me to look at in all his glory. I was falling in love with this kid. I had to stop myself.

So I got on the bed too and pulled up my sheet. The room temperature had dropped significantly, and having a thin sheet over my body, wouldn’t be bad at all now.

“I really like doing this with you, Uncle Adam,” Ryan said seriously.

“I do too, sport. I really do,” I said seriously.

He looked over at me, and I could see he was tired. He still had that smile on his face and looked so adorable.

“Can we do this again tomorrow?” he yawned.

“You know the rule. If you keep your mouth shut, we can. But now we go and sleep, okay? It’s been an intense day. Goodnight, sport.”

“Night,” he softly said, almost asleep already.

End of Chapter seven

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P.S. The boy in the picture above the story was my inspiration for Ryan.

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