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Smoky Mountains – Chapter 6

26/03/2021 / / 0 Comments

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 6 – Shelter
Day 2.

“What are they talking about, Uncle Adam?” Ellie asked with a worried look on her face.

“I don’t know. I assume it’s got something to do with the President’s speech.”

“Ah. Okay. I missed that. It was about that hole in Brazil, right?”

“Yeah. It didn’t look too good, according to Uncle Robert,” I said as I kept glancing at the office where Robert and Colonel Parker were talking.

“Here you go, Uncle Adam,” Ryan said as he set a mug of coffee in front of me.

“Thanks, sport! That’s very kind of you!” I smiled and tousled his hair.

“We’re not going to the movies anymore, are we?” Ryan asked.

“I’m afraid not. I’m sorry,” I said, looking at his disappointed face.

We were currently sitting at our kitchen counter and were looking at CNN on the television. Ellie was fixed on her phone and didn’t seem interested anymore. There wasn’t any real news, but the big hole kept everyone busy. That much was clear. Ryan practically never left my side this morning and was now looking at the TV with me. He did look bored.

“Why don’t you go to your room and play with your new toy?” I asked and winked at him.

His face lit up, and he looked at me with a wicked grin on his face. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then he winked back and got up from his stool. As he made his way to the door, the office door opened, and Robert walked out, looking concerned. Ryan immediately turned around and sat back at the counter, looking expectantly at Robert.

“Can you please help me pack my bags, Adam?” he asked. “It seems I’m needed at the army base, and I’ll probably be gone for a few days.”

The look on his face told a completely different story. I’ve never seen him this worried before. It scared the shit out of me, that’s for sure. We walked to our bedroom, and I noticed that Colonel Parker followed us. I looked at Robert to check if I could see what he thought of that, and he just nodded and walked on. This wasn’t the first time Robert was approached by the army, and all the previous times, it was pretty much the same. He couldn’t talk about it, and I just had to accept the fact this happened.

“Can you hand me the weekend bag, please, Adam?” Robert asked as he opened the closet.

“What’s wrong, honey?” I said, handing him the bag.

“I’m not allowed to tell you what this is all about. You know how it goes in my job with confidentiality,” he said and twisted his head and rolled his eyes to point out the colonel was listening.

“I do. I shouldn’t have asked, but I’m a bit worried. Any idea how long you’ll be gone?” I said, but with my eyes and my mouth, I made it clear to him I was worried sick about the situation.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be back before you know it. Do you think I should take my winter coat with me?”

Robert asked me this while holding out his coat in front of him. This blocked the view from the hallway. He pointed to his jacket’s collar behind his coat with a very intense look on his face. I didn’t know for sure but considering this was the oldest coat he had and the fact that he put on such a show made me think there was something hidden in there.

“Nah. I don’t think so. Maybe your other coat will be better,” I responded as casually as I could.

“I think you’re right,” Robert said and hung his coat back inside the closet.

“Are you almost done, Dr. Wilkes?” Colonel Parker asked.

“Yeah. We’re done,” Robert said as he zipped up the weekend bag.

We walked out of the bedroom and back to the kitchen. Both Ryan and Ellie were looking anxious at Robert.

“I’ll be gone for a few days, kids. Uncle Adam will stay here and look after you. Please behave, you two,” Robert said, and I could see some tears welling up in his eyes.

Ryan and Ellie came over to hug him.

“Are you going with the chopper?” Ryan asked curiously, not having a clue about how tight the situation was.

“Yeah, Ryan, I am,” Robert laughed and kissed Ryan on his forehead.

“I wish I could come too,” Ryan said.

“Next time, kiddo. I promise,” Robert said and walked to the chopper behind Colonel Parker.

“Get to the choppah,” I heard Ryan say behind me with a thick Arnold Schwarzenegger accent.

That caused all three of us to chuckle. As we approached the chopper, Robert stopped and turned around. He looked me in my eyes and gave me a tight hug.

“Remember our first date,” he whispered in my ear as I hugged him back tightly.

We broke our hug as the chopper’s blades started spinning faster and faster, indicating it was about to leave. We gave each other a firm kiss and one last hug. I had not a clue what he meant by our first date but figured I’d find out soon.

“I love you, Adam,” Robert said, looking me in my eyes. “Take good care of yourself and the kids.”

“I love you too. Do the best you can out there, and don’t worry about us.”

And that was it. He teared up, which made me tear up too, and he turned around to get in the chopper. With a loud roar and a lot of wind, which caused me to quickly walk back to the kids, the helicopter took off. We saw Robert sitting by the window with his headphones on, waving at us. We waved back, and the moment the chopper was out of sight, we walked back into the house.

“So… What do we do now, Uncle Adam,” Ellie asked.

“Well. I need to figure out what’s going on first. You can watch some Netflix or something if you like. The moment I know what’s going on, we’ll talk about it. Okay?”

“Okay. I guess,” was Ellie’s blasé reply.

“I’ll be in my office if you need me,” I said to them and walked off.

“I’m going to my room,” Ryan quickly said and practically ran to his room.

I couldn’t suppress a giggle at this. It was clear what he was up to. Good for him! I opened the closet in our room, took Robert’s old winter coat, and went to my office. I laid the coat down on my desk and started feeling around the collar. I didn’t feel anything special at first, but I felt a hard piece of… well, something after a few tries. I took my scissors and started peeling away parts of the collar. It took me a while, but eventually, I held what looked like a small USB thumb drive in my hand.

I booted my laptop and plugged in the thumb drive. The explorer window opened, and there were about a thousand folders on it. All folders had a four-digit number. I opened a few, but they were all empty. I remembered Robert’s mention of our first date, which was on a beautiful September day, about eight years ago. The twenty-second, to be exact. So I searched for the folder named 0922, but that didn’t exist. The European way, maybe? But 2209 didn’t exist either. But then I remembered we talked a lot about the year 1999. Robert’s mom died that year, which had hit him hard. I lost my brother that year, which caused both of us to lead a very reckless and promiscuous lifestyle. The second half of that year was pretty much a blur, with new year’s eve as a culmination of it all. We both pretty much hit rock-bottom the following January. Not the usual small talk for a first date, but it did create some sort of bond between us in a powerful way.

So I opened the 1999 folder on the stick, and in it was a .docx document and a .mp4 movie clip. I opened the movie file, and immediately there was a prompt asking for a four-digit pin-code. I entered 0922, and the file opened. I saw Robert sitting behind his desk, looking into the camera. He held a PharmaCorp pen in hand, which must mean this was dated no longer than three years ago. Three years ago, the company Robert worked for merged with the bigger PharmaCorp company. Thanks to this merger, Robert made a big promotion. He was given Ben’s job. Ben was the original owner, and he would retire a year after the merger. After this switch, Robert basically ran the original company under the PharmaCorp wings.

“Hi, Adam. When you see this, this means something dramatic has happened or is about to happen. Listen very carefully, because what I’m about to say can save your life and put me in jail if the government finds out. When you watch this, it also means that I’m not able to help you, Maybe I’m dead, and you’re crying your eyes out right now. I don’t know, but please, Adam. Listen to what I’m about to say.”

Okay. This is interesting. Why did he record this stuff?

“About three years ago, right after the merger, we signed a contract with the government. This resulted in close collaboration with a shady branch of the military. We created all sorts of helpful vaccines and enhancers for them. You know, stronger muscles, better focus, no flu. That sort of stuff. This means I’m a potential target for some of the foreign intelligence agencies. Again, I don’t know what happened, but maybe this can give you a bit of background to what happened. Of course, I’m not allowed to talk about this, so please destroy this thumb drive as soon as you can. After a few years in this job, it became clear to me that maybe I needed to create some safe haven for us to go to in case of an emergency. Ben, the founder of PharmaCorp, thought about this too when he built this house. He once told me about all the bells and whistles of this house, which you’ll soon learn about too. Ben was my mentor from the moment I started here, and he liked me a lot. That’s the reason why he left me this house. I wasn’t allowed to tell you this either, but it’s ours. It isn’t provided by PharmaCorp. I inherited it.”

I could see him tearing up when he talked about Ben. He’d always been close to him, and he was devastated for weeks after Ben’s death.

“Anyway,” Robert continued after drinking some water. “Ben was a prepper with a lot of money. Because of all the stuff he saw working so closely with the military, he wanted to make sure he’d live in case of a global catastrophe. At the back of our lawn, near the start of the forest, there’s an entry to an underground shelter. And don’t worry about feeling cramped. It’s bigger than our house, and it’s completely self-containing. The power for the shelter is generated by the solar panels and the wind turbines outside. There is also a separate system for air freshening. Even in the event of an atomic bomb, the air is still breathable. Some of Its tech comes straight from SpaceX. The entire facility can run almost four hundred years without the need of anybody going in or out of it. The simple fact that you’re currently watching this means that you need to get in there as soon as possible!”

Robert looked sternly into the camera, and I could sense the urgency in his voice and body.

“In the same folder as this video, there is a Word document. In it is the entrance procedure. It isn’t complicated, but you need to make sure you do everything in the right order, and you’re good to go. The password of this file is your birthday. That’s it. Please gather some clothes and get the hell over there. Please! And Adam?”

I felt the need to answer him, despite the fact that I was watching a recording.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again. But I want you to know that I love you with all my heart. I never loved anyone as much as you! You made me whole, Adam. And I’ll never forget that. Remember this. Take care, honey!”

A tear formed in the corner of his eye as he clicked off the camera. I don’t know how long ago he recorded this, but according to the date of the .mp4 file, it was over a year ago. Did he know something already back then, or was this just a coincidence? I opened the Word file, entered my birthday, and scrolled through it. It was only one page long and described how to get in. It also stated that the detailed operating procedures were located inside the shelter. After I remembered the codes and procedure, I slid the thumb drive into my pocket.

I gathered some clothes, towels, shower and shaving stuff and threw it all in a duffle bag. I dropped the bag on my bed and quickly walked over to Ryan’s room to do the same with his stuff. I knocked on his door.

“Ryan?” I asked and heard some ruffling.

The door opened, and before me stood Ryan in all his glory. He was as naked as the day he was born, and his erection was proudly sticking out.

“Hi,” he giggled. “I was playing with my new toy. Wanna join me?”

As tempted as I was, besides the fact that my dick was telling me to join him, I declined.

“Sorry, sport. You need to get dressed. Now. And we need to make you an overnight bag,” I said as I entered his room.

“Why’s that?” Ryan asked, not making a move to get dressed or cover himself.

“Uncle Robert made it clear that we need to leave the house,” I said as I threw some of Ryan’s clothes into his suitcase.

I looked over at Ryan and couldn’t help but notice his softening dick. I tried to ignore it and looked into his eyes.

“Look, sport. Uncle Robert believes that maybe something bad is about to happen. Apparently, we have some sort of fallout shelter in our yard, and we’re going there now. We’ll talk about this when we’re in there, okay?”

“Okay. If you say so,” he said and suddenly seemed scared.

“I don’t think anything will happen, okay? I’m sure it’s just a precaution,” I said, kneeling in front of him and hugging him.

I couldn’t help myself and let my hands rest on his naked butt for a minute. I felt him relax in my arms as we hugged. I kissed him on his forehead and broke the hug. I got up and left the room.

“Get dressed, okay?” I said, looking over my shoulder.

“Sure. Be done in a sec,” Ryan said as he gathered his clothes.

“ELLIE!” I yelled.

“WHAT!?” Ellie shouted back from the kitchen.

“Can you get over here, please?”

A few moments later, Ellie came around the corner and glanced at her brother. I looked too and saw he’d just pulled up his underwear. I don’t know what she thought, but she didn’t let on anything. I talked her through the same stuff as I did with Ryan. Before we knew it, we all had our bags and were wearing our coats. I made sure all the lights were off, and as we left the front door, I enabled the alarm. We walked over to the spot I memorized and looked for that particular branch.

“Are you sure this is the right spot?” Ellie asked.

“I am. Let me see,” I responded, desperately looking for the branch.

The moment I found it, I twisted it in a series of back and forward motions. After this was done, there was a loud click, and a piece of the tree opened up. Inside there was a keypad with a small display above it. I entered the eight-digit number and pressed the pound key. The ground started shaking a bit, and next to the tree, the ground came up slowly. We each looked at each other as this elevator-like cube came out of the earth. It reminded me of something I saw on Westworld.

After a few moments, the elevator was completely up, and the door opened to the inside. There was enough room in it for the three of us, so after I closed the panel on the tree, we stepped inside. There were two buttons inside. I pressed the ‘zero’ button because the ‘one’ button was currently illuminated. The door closed, and down we went.

End of Chapter six

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Smoky Mountains – Chapter 5

26/03/2021 / / 0 Comments

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 5 – Supplies
Day 2.

We decided on a list with three levels. There were the essentials, such as food and drinks. We’d always have water because of the sink in my bedroom, which was a huge plus. The second level things were used for fortifying the room. Dad accidentally took one box, which was filled with duct tape, plastic sheeting, and a few boxes of nails. We could cover my window, the door, and the wall to the bathroom with this box’s contents. Because we were uncertain of this wall, we’d do that too if we had the chance.

The third level was about comfort. We’d be needing a bucket or something like it to function as our toilet. We already figured that hauling the TV in here was way too much hassle. But things like an electric heater, a deck of cards, a radio or an extra chair would be great. This was, of course, at the bottom of our list.
After about an hour or two, we finished the list. Now it was time to figure out the route Joel needed to go, to get all the stuff as efficiently as possible. I looked at our finished plan and couldn’t help noticing how much it looked like the Home Alone movie’s battle plan.

Joel started preparing my desk chair so he could use it as a trolley. We figured out this would decrease the time he’d be out of my bedroom significantly. In the meantime, I was going through my closet to find some clothes which would protect Joel out there. I put the clothes I found on the bed as Joel finished the chair.

“This won’t be a fashion statement, Joel,” I chuckled.

There were some dresses, sweats, gloves, and a veil on the bed, along with a big old hat I used for a play, set in the Victorian time, at school. Joel stood before me and let me dress him up. If the situation wasn’t this bad, it would’ve been hilarious. Joel was dressed with a lot of layers. The old hat pulled tightly over his head and the veil in front of his face. As I was starting to tape the sweater’s arms and pants legs shut with some scotch tape, I noticed he was trembling.

”Nervous?” I asked.

”Yeah,” he honestly said, looking down at me.

”Me too. But I think you’re good to go this way,” I said as I cut off the last piece of Scotch tape.

I hardly recognized my brother. I didn’t see any exposed skin anymore, and at the point where two pieces of his clothing met, it was taped shut.

”Okay. One more time, ” Joel started. ”You open the door and let me through. I take the chair and the stuff we don’t need in here with me and ditch it near the couch. The moment I’m out the door, you close it.”

”I know I have to, but I hate it!” I said.

”Me too. But that’s the only way you’re relatively safe. I’ll make sure to keep talking, so you’ll know what I’m doing and where I am. After I get the first batch?” he asked.

”I open the door long enough for you to drop the stuff inside the room and immediately go back for run two. In the meantime, I’ll make sure you can do the same with the other two batches.”

”Right. Just checking. Fuck! This outfit sure is hot…” he said, and I could see some sweat on his upper lip. ”The moment I drop the last big batch just outside the door, you open the door, and then we’re done.”

”I’ll make sure to close the door right behind you and seal off the openings with the duck tape you brought during the first run, starting with the keyhole.”

”Great! Pfff. Okay. Here we go. You ready?” Joel asked, taking a deep breath and looking really nervous.

”No. But we have to do this. The sooner, the better, ” I said and awkwardly hugged Joel.
Joel had the chair in front of him and stood in a starting position. I took the doorknob in my hand and looked at Joel, who nodded at me.

”Three, two, one, GO!”

I opened the door and closed it right behind Joel. As he promised, he kept talking to me. It was all really stressful, but my confidence in a good result grew after the third run. He would just be putting stuff outside my room on the last run, so it was closeby. This was just a precaution but could come in handy later on. As soon as Joel said he was ready, I opened the door. Joel practically ran inside. I slammed the door shut and immediately taped up all the gaps and holes. We did it. We were both safe inside my room and had all the necessary stuff to last for about two weeks.

“We did it!” Joel panted.

“Yes, you did!” I said and hugged him, extremely glad he was okay.

“We Mia. WE did it,” He laughed and hugged me back. “Can you please help me out of this ridiculous outfit? I’m almost burning up in here.”

I helped Joel with his hat and gloves. After he had regained his fingers’ use, he started working on getting the tape from his sleeves. I did the same, only I was working on his ankles. As Joel was pulling up his shirts and dresses, I was done with his ankles and helped him out with his pants. He was wearing two levels of sweatpants, which must’ve been pretty hot. As I slid down Joel’s outer layer pants, I noticed the second pair of sweats, which were mine, slide down too. This was fine with me. I’ve seen Joel in his underwear lots of times. And since I noticed his maleness recently, a part of me wanted to see him this way. So I continued sliding his pants down to help him cool off a bit.

“Whoa!” I heard Joel say.

My face was inches away from his groin, and at the moment Joel said it, I noticed his boxers were coming down with the pants. I was looking at a small patch of black pubic hair and, more importantly, the base of my brother’s penis. I couldn’t help but stare at it. It looked magnificent to me, even if I was only looking at a tiny bit of it.

“Uhm. Sorry,” I managed and reluctantly pulled his boxers up at his hips.

I held his boxers in place with my left hand as my right continued pulling his pants down. My face was still at crotch level, and as Joel stepped out of his pants, I just had to check out his bulge. I couldn’t see too much, but I could clearly see the rim of his dickhead, and it wasn’t hard to make out where his balls were. This was getting a bit weird, but I just couldn’t help it.

“Ahhh!” Joel said as he stretched. “Fresh air! Do you mind if I stay like this for a while?”

“Of course not.”

“Thanks. I need to cool off a bit,” he said and dried his wet hair with a towel I had lying around.

“It’s not like I haven’t seen you like this before,” I said. “And besides, you’ve got a nice body to look at,” I softly added.

Joel cocked an eyebrow as he looked at me but didn’t say anything. He sat down on the edge of my bed and looked at all the stuff in my room now. My room wasn’t small, but not too big either. I guess it was pretty average. It was a square room, with a window on one side, opposite to the door. With eleven by ten feet, it was the biggest bedroom in the house. My bed was against the wall between Joel’s room and mine. The other wall was the wall separating the bathroom from my room and had the sink on it. This was also the wall we decided to enforce by putting sheeting against it.

“I’m pretty hungry,” Joel said, looking me in my eyes. “Aren’t you?”

It wasn’t uncommon for us to have just one meal per day. I didn’t notice yet I was hungry, but now that Joel pointed it out, I felt like I was starving. We woke up early, but because of all the planning, checking, and making sure we’d be safe, it was already way past noon.

“Yeah. I guess I am,” I said. “But first, we’ll have to check and categorize everything to make sure we’ve got it all. And we have to make sure we eat the fresh stuff first. It won’t be fresh for very long in here.”

I checked the stuff Joel brought, and Joel wrote it all down for me. The shocking truth was that we didn’t have enough food for weeks. If we planned it right, we’d last a week and a half. Tops.

“Well… That’s a bummer,” Joel said after we figured out what went wrong. “At least we’ve got lots of dog food, just no dog. Or a cat for the twenty cans of cat food.”

Despite the difficult situation, this made me giggle. Joel always found a way to keep it light, no matter what.

“Well, maybe these bugs are gone tomorrow. Then we can go out and loot other houses.”

“You’re right. A lot of empty houses now. We can go and feed the dog while the owner is gone,” he chuckled.

“You know what I mean, silly! I’ll make us something to eat. You deserved it.”

“Thanks…”

After we ate our lunch, we started to work on the wall. Sealing it off with the plastic sheeting took us way longer than we expected. But eventually, we made it work. We didn’t have enough plastic to do the entire room, but Joel was right when he said we’d probably suffocate if we did every wall this way.

Working beside Joel in his underwear was quite distracting. Especially at the moments where I had to work at the bottom of the sheet, and he was reaching up high. I couldn’t keep my eyes from his pecs and the bulge in his underwear. I knew we were in a pretty dangerous situation. I mean, the world was practically coming to an end. But despite all that, I just had to check out my brother’s body. I felt both silly and horny at the same time. Maybe it was because of the ‘It’s all going to hell’ vibe I was feeling and that I had some deep, primal need to get laid. According to my vagina, I did as it was getting wetter by the minute.

It was already dark when we were done. It was mid-November, so I guessed it to be around six pm. I made us another sandwich to eat, which we were currently doing side-by-side on my bed, both scrolling through our phones.

“The world is going to shit, but thank god for WiFi!” Joel said sarcastically as he swiped through tons of videos of dying people.

“How long do you think we’ll have stuff like electricity, water, and internet?”

“Dunno. But as long as we have electricity, we need to make sure everything is charged for a hundred percent, don’t you think?”

“The videos are drying up. Did you notice?” I asked Joel.

“I did. But I didn’t see any video where people are pointing out that the bugs are the cause,” Joel said seriously

“Should we make such a video?”

“Nah. No one will see this anymore. The way I see it, more than ninety percent of the world is dead by now,” Joel said gloomily.

“No, silly! I’m sure a lot of people are hiding like us.”

“Didn’t you see The Walking Dead? Or World War Z, or any of the other disaster movies?”

“I did,” I said. “But these are movies and books. This is real. And I refuse to believe that we’re about the only people left in the world.” I kept pressing, hoping to cheer Joel up.

“I hope you’re right,” he said. And as he looked me in the eyes, he started smiling. “I’m so glad I’m with you! You always know how to cheer me up.”

“Well… Here’s a buzzkill,” I said, realizing we had to talk about it. “What do we do with dad?”

“I thought about that too. And I honestly don’t know. We can’t bury him or something, but it feels weird to just let him lie there, you know?”

“I know. And we would have to get into a room where there’s a bug flying around. I’m not too fond of that either.” I said with a chill going down my spine.

“Wanna hear another buzzkill?” Joel asked, and I could see goosebumps on his chest.

“Shoot!” I said, afraid of what was coming.

“His body will start to decompose in a few days. That smell won’t be pretty.”

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

“But then again,” Joel continued, “all these dead bodies everywhere will do the same. I guess we’ll just have to get used to that.”

“Jesus. It’s a good thing I just finished my sandwich,” I said.

“Yeah. Me too,” Joel giggled.

I could see the morbid humor in it too. Maybe it was the tension of the day needing a way out, but I started laughing really hard, and as I laughed, Joel’s giggle turned into a full-blown laugh too. It was weird to laugh in this situation, but it was also very comforting to laugh out loud with my brother. We looked at each other, and I could see some tears rolling down Joel’s cheek.

“You okay?” I asked, my laughter dying down a bit.

“I’m fine. I don’t know why I’m laughing this hard,” he said.

After we were done laughing, we rechecked our phones. I started playing a game to get my mind off things. Approximately an hour later, I heard Joel yawn beside me. I checked the time, and even though it wasn’t even remotely close to our bedtime, I felt the energy flow out of me.

“I’m getting tired. Mind if we turn in?” I asked and handed my phone to Joel.

“Nah. I’m tired too,” he said and plugged both our phones in the chargers.

I got up and walked to my closet, where I’d left my tank top. I was still a bit worked-up after the session with Joel, so I decided to tease him a bit. I stood with my back to Joel and lifted my shirt. Next, I dropped my pants and turned sideways to put my pants on the boxes standing there. I pretended that there was something very interesting lying on that box, so I would remain sideways. I unclasped my bra and put it down on my pants. The way I was standing, Joel could see the complete side of my boob. And since I was only wearing my panties, he could see pretty much everything there was to see. I wasn’t a hundred percent sure if he could see my nipple this way, so I turned a tiny bit more toward him. The small gasp I heard from the bed was enough. I stretched it a few seconds more and then put my top on.

I walked back to the bed and looked at Joel’s flushed face. In the corner of my eye, I noticed the tent in his boxers.

“Good. He definitely saw me,” I thought, time to tease him some more.

I decided to only wear my tank top and panties this time because I was feeling hot last night, and this way, I could feel Joel’s boner way better when he pressed it against me than with the pants in the way.

“I’m first, remember?” I asked as Joel didn’t move.

“Uhh. Right,” he said, still blushing.

I knew he couldn’t get up without showing me his obvious boner, but hey! I was in a teasing mood. Joel got up from the bed, and it was impossible to miss the tent in his underwear. But I decided to pretend I didn’t notice and crawled into the bed. Joel was right behind me, so I couldn’t look at him standing beside the bed.

I cuddled up against Joel the same way we did last night. I draped my leg over his and felt my pussy pressing against his upper leg. I had to restrain myself not to grind against him. This was a bit difficult, so I decided to start talking and take my mind off it.

“How bad do you think it really is?” I asked.

“It’s bad. Believe me. I saw videos and pics from all over the world. It’s the same everywhere. I even saw a video of the same type of hole as in Brazil, only somewhere in China.”

“But what is it? What’s causing these holes?”

“Good question. Aliens? Some underground plague lingering for years and awoken by these loggers? Wrath of God? You tell me.”

“I can’t. That’s why I’m asking you,” I giggled. ”Are we gonna be okay?” I added more seriously.

“Honestly?” he asked and kissed me on my forehead.

“Honestly. I know you’ve got just as much information as I do, but hearing it from you makes me feel more comfortable.”

“I honestly think that in a few weeks, the threat from the bugs is less. I can’t see them living much longer than that. Every animal on the planet with about the same specs won’t live longer than a few weeks. If it is alien, but it doesn’t seem like that, this theory is gone. But I think the biggest problem will be the few other people alive. food will run out, and it will become a jungle out there. So that’s why I think we need to stay here for as long as we can. That way, we’ll have an advantage over these people since we’re still relatively fresh by then.”

“Oh,” I responded. “You really thought this through, didn’t you?”

“Well… Yeah. I did. Sorry?” Joel said.

“Don’t be. I’m glad you did. I guess the most important thing to do now is to stay together and try not to irritate the other one. We need each other badly. I mean, we both have our skills. Right?”

“We sure do. You’ve got the looks, and I have the brains. A golden couple!” Joel said and started laughing.

I playfully punched him on his chest but couldn’t help it and laughed too.

“Will you please hold me, Joel?” I asked and turned over to my other side.

Joel got the idea and draped his arm over me as he spooned me again like this morning. His boner was gone by now, but I could clearly feel his soft penis pressing against my butt. His hand brushed the underside of my boob again, and I couldn’t imagine Joel doing this accidentally. But I didn’t mind it either. The combination of his penis against my butt and him touching my boob was extremely comforting, and I never felt this safe before.

We were lying like this for a few minutes, and I just had to do something about my wet pussy. Showing off to Joel had severely increased my level of arousal instead of bringing it down. It was stupid of me to think it would help me. So I decided to slip my hand inside my panties and press my index finger against my clit. The movement stirred Joel, but he quickly put his arm back where it was before.

“Goodnight, Mia,” he whispered.

“Night,” I whispered back.

But despite the fatigue I felt earlier, I knew I couldn’t sleep yet. I just had to do something. I figured Joel would sleep soon, and by making tiny movements with my finger against my clit, I would orgasm quickly. Since Joel’s a sound sleeper, he probably wouldn’t notice. As I waited for Joel to drift off, I made the tiniest movements so he wouldn’t notice. After a few minutes of this, I felt Joel’s penis hardening against me. Was it normal to get hard when he fell asleep?

“Are you, um… rubbing yourself, Mia?” he whispered in my ear.

That explained his boner. I felt foolish for starting while he didn’t sleep yet. So I immediately stopped and slipped my hand out of my panties.

“No!” I replied defensively. “I had an itch.”

“It’s okay if you are,” he continued. “I really need to get off too, you know?”

That surprised me big time. I already established for myself that Joel was a male beside a brother. And the boner incident this morning fitted in that picture perfectly. But my brother beating off? No. That never crossed my mind strangely enough.

“You do?” I asked, turning on my back and looking at Joel.

“Oh! You have no idea!” he said with his face inches from mine. “The night before this all went down, I was too tired and figured I’d do it in the shower the day after. I didn’t have a chance to jack off in the shower yesterday because our dad called me. And after my shower, I had to sleep with you so I couldn’t do it either. So, yeah. I need it a lot too!”

“I, em…” I said, a bit blown away by his honesty.

“If we both lay on our backs, I think we can manage. Our sides and legs will be touching, but other than that, we’d be doing our own thing. Don’t you think?”

I needed a moment to let it sink in. Was this an invitation to masturbate together? Did I WANT to do it together? All sorts of emotions and thoughts flew through my head, but the most prominent one was the voice inside, screaming at me to do something about that itch between my legs.

“I don’t know, Joel. It’s a bit awkward, don’t you think?” I tried one last time.

“Maybe. But just for a moment, I guess. And I’ll have to do it sometime. I can’t possibly handle not cumming for a few weeks. I’ll go nuts!” he chuckled.

“Okay then. I guess. At least we don’t have to pretend we’re doing something else. And you’re right. Eventually, I just HAVE to do it, and privacy is something we’ve lost in here. How do we start this?”

“Em… I think it’s best to just start with it. I guess,” Joel said. “Do you mind if I take off my underwear?”

“No. I like it better that way too, so I’ll do it too. Just don’t pull the blankets away, okay?” I asked, all of a sudden feeling insecure about my body.

“Oh, don’t worry,” Joel said, moving around under the blanket.

After the movement stopped, I heard the sound of his boxers hitting the floor. I took off my panties too and laid them by my pillow. I didn’t want to take off my tank top, which I usually did when I masturbated, so I could play with my nipples.

“Ready?” Joel asked, and I could feel him moving under the blanket.

I just nodded and slipped my finger over my clit. I couldn’t suppress a moan as I did this. I looked to my right and saw the blanket moving where Joel’s crotch was. Our bodies were touching at our sides, but this didn’t bother me at all. Since I was right-handed, my elbow was lying on Joel’s body, and this way, I could feel Joel’s movements and the heat of his body. We were getting into a nice rhythm, and after a few minutes of silently masturbating next to each other, I looked at Joel’s face. He had his eyes closed, and his mouth was slightly open. The blanket had come down a bit, and the better part of his chest was exposed. I realized how much I liked to look at my brother and felt the pressure build-up in my pussy.

“Ohhh… This is nice,” I moaned.

“Ahhh… Yeah! Oh boy…” Joel responded. “Are you almost done?” he panted.

“I’m, ohhh, yeah. Almost. Why?”

I felt Joel stopped moving beside me, and I looked at his face.

“What?” I groaned but didn’t stop massaging my clit.

“I’m almost there,” Joel kept panting. “I want us to come close together.”

“AHHH!! Then you better start jerking now! Ohhh,” I moaned, feeling my orgasm approaching rapidly.

Joel’s hand moved again, and it appeared he was moving faster than he did before.

“OHHH! JOEL!” I managed to say as my whole body stiffened and my orgasm washed over me.

“MMMNGNG!!” I heard him groan at practically the same time, and he stopped moving too.

After we laid there quietly for a few minutes and I could think again, I realized how well this went. It wasn’t awkward at all. In fact, the closeness of another person added a whole new level to it.

“Fuck! I really needed that. Thanks for this, Mia,” Joel said, still a little out of breath.

“Don’t worry about it. I really needed that too,” I responded. “The world is going to shit, but thank God for orgasms,” I said and started giggling.

Joel giggled too and kissed me on my cheek.

“Turn to the wall for a moment, please,” he said. “I need to clean up.”

I was a bit confused at first, but then I realized he must’ve been covered with his cum. So I turned and faced the wall as Joel moved beside me. After a few seconds, he stopped.

“Okay. I’m done.”

I turned to my back and looked at my brother in his eyes.

“Thanks for persuading me. I feared this was going to be awkward, but I was wrong.”

“I hear you. I was afraid of it too, but I actually liked it better than doing it by myself,” he said, and I could see him blush.

I yawned again and felt really tired now.

“Let’s sleep, okay?” I said and cuddled up against my brother.

“Wanna turn over?” he asked.

“Nah. Later maybe. Now I just wanna sleep.”

“Mia?”

“Yes?”

“You didn’t put your panties back on, did you?”

“No. You didn’t put your underwear back on either, right?”

“Didn’t feel like it,” he softly said as if he was already falling asleep.

“Night,” I whispered.

I couldn’t help it and ground my naked pussy against my brother’s leg once. Joel didn’t respond, but I liked how the bare flesh of his leg felt against my pussy. I did it just once as I felt myself drift off quickly and was soon out like a light.

End of Chapter five

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Smoky Mountains – Chapter 4

24/03/2021 / / 0 Comments

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 4 – Panic
Day 2.

“Let’s do it together, Mia,” Brandi said to me.

“Are you crazy? What if someone sees us?” I asked, surprised.

“Don’t worry! No one will see us. And if Jake comes home from school, we’ll have plenty of time to put our tops back on,” Brandi insisted.

We were lounging by the big, above-ground swimming pool at Brandi’s house. Brandi lived in a slightly better part of town, and she even had a fence to shield us from prying eyes. We just came out of the pool and were sitting in the sun, so we would get dry and tan at the same time. Brandi’s top had moved during a bit of roughhousing in the pool, and she had a classical nipple-slip. She quickly corrected it, but it got her talking about lying topless in the sun. Brandi always was a bit of a daredevil. Especially compared to me.

“Then I’ll just do it by myself then,” she suddenly said, and before I knew it, I was staring at my best friend’s breasts.

“You’re crazy,” I said but was tempted to do it too.

Brandi was thirteen, almost fourteen like me, and already had a nice rack. I guessed them to be a big B-cup, as opposed to my A-cup. But I was rapidly growing in the boob department, and pretty soon, I’d be needing a B-cup too. This wasn’t the first time I saw her boobs. We showered together after gym class and at sleepovers, she wasn’t exactly shy either.

“Ahh… This is nice,” Brandi said and jiggled her breasts a bit as she sat back in the chair.

I wasn’t easily manipulated, and nothing that Brandi could say would persuade me to do it too. But the idea of sitting topless with my best friend in a semi-open place was just too naughty to say no to.

“Okay. Let’s do this,” I said and unclasped my bikini top and put it next to me on the ground.

“You go, girl!” Brandi said and started laughing.

“You’re right! This is nice!” I smiled at Brandi, whose eyes were focused on my chest.

“You’ve grown a bit, didn’t you?” she asked.

“Yeah. I think I did,” I said, looking down at my boobs. “My bras are getting too small, and I don’t think that’s because of a shrinking bra,” I giggled.

“We need to put on some sunscreen. I don’t want sunburned tits,” Brandi said.

“Me neither. You’ve got some?”

Brandi sat up straight, faced me, and pulled a bottle of sunscreen out of nowhere. She sprayed some on her boobs and sensually started spreading it all around her chest. I saw her nipples harden as she moved her hands over them. All the time, Brandi kept looking at me with an extremely horny look on her face.

“Want me to do you too?” she hoarsely asked, scooted over to my chair, and sat down next to me.

I couldn’t say anything and just nodded. The moment I felt her hands on my boobs, my pussy immediately went from moist to dripping wet. My nipples were already hard from the show Brandi gave me but were now rock-hard to the point they almost hurt. As she was massaging my boobs, she leaned over and kissed me hard on my mouth. Moments later, I felt her tongue entering my mouth, and we started Frenching quite hardcore.

One of her hands slowly left my boob and inched its way down to my bikini bottom. The moment she reached the waistband, Brandi didn’t hesitate and slipped her hand inside. Her middle finger slid between the folds of my pussy, rubbing at my clit a little. But it was clear she was aiming for another goal. Her hand went down further, but she constantly kept pressing against my clit, which felt amazing. The moment she reached her destination, her finger went inside me in one swift motion.

I was constantly moaning inside her mouth, and the moment she entered me, I moaned even louder. But I couldn’t get my moan out of my mouth the way I usually could. It was as if something was holding me back. I couldn’t quite place it. Brandi just kept on fingering me and massaging my boobs.

“Having fun, girls?” I heard beside me.

I opened my eyes, and there was Jake, Brandi’s seventeen-year-old brother. He was topless and only wearing a short and very tight pair of cut-off jeans. His huge boner was clearly visible in these tight pants. Brandi and I broke our kiss, and both looked at him. He looked so strong and handsome standing there, and he started to rub his boner through his pants.

“Yeah, we are,” Brandi said. “Care to join us?”

All of a sudden, he was naked, and Brandi had started sucking on his dick. I was dumbfounded by what I was looking at, but at the same time, I felt an extreme urge to join her, so I got up from my chair to crawl over to join them when I stumbled and fell.

I don’t know what woke me. I felt my heart beating fast inside my chest and was horny as hell. It took me a moment to realize where I was. I was feeling hot, but I was in my room judging by the wallpaper I was looking at. Soon enough, it dawned on me that Joel was lying in bed with me. After we dozed off, we apparently turned over. I didn’t remember doing so, but that was why I was feeling warmer than usual. He was spooning me and had his arm draped over me. His hand was lightly touching the underside of my left boob. Judging by Joel’s breathing, he was sound asleep.

I pressed my legs together to relieve a bit of the pressure that had built up after my sexy dream. I closed my eyes and wanted to sleep some more when I noticed something hard pressing against my butt. I wasn’t fully awake yet, so it took a moment to realize what this was. The moment I did, I was fully awake. Up until this afternoon, Joel was just my brother. But seeing him shirtless today had sparked something in me. He wasn’t only my brother. He was also a male with everything that comes with that. The last memory I had about my brother’s penis was when we were four or five years old and still took a bath together. Back then, it was just a tiny wienie that I didn’t find interesting. We were just having fun in the bathtub, that was all.

I pressed my butt against his boner to see if I could get a better mental picture of it. The moment I did this, Joel moaned. I couldn’t help myself and giggled a bit. My upper body moved a bit because of my giggle, which caused Joel’s hand to fully land on my boob. That was a bit unexpected but felt lovely, and I could feel my now hard nipple poke the palm of his hand through my tank top. I rubbed my butt at him again and was rewarded with another moan. It did feel big to me, but the hardness of it impressed me even more.

At that moment, I heard a phone buzz on my nightstand. I also realized there was a lot of noise outside our house, way more noise than usual in the middle of the night. A second later, a phone buzzed again. And again. Outside there were screams, and I heard a few police cars race by with their sirens and lights on full alert. I was starting to feel a little anxious, and the moment our two phones started buzzing together, I decided to wake Joel. I gently lifted his hand away from my breast. I felt him stir behind me the moment I did this, and he pressed his boner hard against my butt. I started turning around to save him from humiliation, although I wasn’t too concerned with that right now.

“Joel?” I said and could hear the anxiety in my voice.

“What?” Joel said, not fully awake yet.

“I think there’s something wrong,” I said, reaching for my phone.

“What time is it?” he asked and took my phone to give it to me, so I wouldn’t have to crawl over him to get it.

“I don’t know. But there’s a lot of noise outside, and our phones keep on buzzing.”

I looked at my phone and had over a hundred missed posts on Facebook, TikTok, and WhatsApp. Almost every social media app I owned. Joel got out of bed, walked to my window, moved the curtain a bit out of the way, and looked outside. I couldn’t help myself and checked out the tent in his underwear. The way he was standing now, it looked huge. Guessing sizes wasn’t my strong suit, but I estimated it to be at least five inches. As he looked out the window, I saw it deflating quickly and started checking the missed messages.

“I don’t know what’s going on, but it seems dad was right. People are looting and rioting, as far as I can see. Damn!” Joel said softly.

Joel closed the curtains and came back to bed. I was scrolling through the posts and was shocked at what I saw. A lot of clips showed people screaming at the top of their lungs and falling to the ground. The moment they hit the ground, they stopped moving. There were also some clips of people checking if they could do anything, but they quickly concluded they were too late and that the people on the ground were dead, just like that.

There were literally hundreds of these movie clips. And the further I scrolled down my timeline, the more people were lying dead in the streets.

“Fucking hell!” Joel said beside me.

“What’s going on, Joel?” I asked, totally freaked out by now.

“I don’t know, Mia. But this is fucked up!”

“These people are dying as if it’s nothing. What’s killing them?”

“Just a sec,” Joel said and looked concentrated at his phone.

I kept on scrolling through the videos I received. One of them showed the big hole in Brazil as black smoke started coming out of it. But most of them were videos of dying people. Sometimes it was a random video where someone talked into the camera, started shouting, and just died. Other videos were of people looting and rioting where they died one by one. It was complete chaos.

“They are just dying randomly,” I said to Joel, who was still fiddling with his phone.

“Uh-huh,” he responded, obviously not paying attention to what I said.

“Joel!”

“What!?” he asked, annoyed but kept his eyes on his phone.

“People are dying randomly! What if we’re next?”

“We’re not going to die. Just give me a sec. I want to check something,” he said, and he scrolled, pinched, and zoomed through his pictures and videos.

I got out of bed and walked over to the window. I peeked through the curtains, and I could see dead people lying on our street. On OUR street! And Joel just kept looking at his phone. I wanted to go to the living room and see if I could see more from there, or maybe get a glass of water or something, anything to get my mind off this crazy situation. The moment my hand went to the door, Joel stood up and stepped in front of the door.

“Don’t, Mia. Stay here. I think I found something,” he said and sat back on the edge of my bed.

“Look,” he said and held the phone, so I could look too.“

On his screen was a close-up selfie video of a girl I recognized from Joel’s class. She was talking into the camera about how scared she was. All of a sudden, she started screaming, her phone dropped, and the picture went black. Joel began to rewind the video to the point just before she started screaming.

“See?”

“What is there to see?” I asked, not knowing where to look at.

“In her neck,” Joel said and pinched his phone, so he zoomed in.

Now I could clearly see it. There was a small black spot on her neck. The moment Joel pressed play again, the girl started screaming, and the black spot flew away.

“It looks like some bug bite is killing all these people,” he said thoughtfully. “I checked out some other videos and pics, and if you look closely enough, there is always a bug on their body before they start screaming.”

This was typical for Joel. He’s the king of detail and always saw what a lot of other people missed. It was almost impossible to see, but Joel noticed. And if it was true, which it most probably was, we were in some serious trouble.

“I just don’t know yet where they came from so suddenly.”

I checked my phone and immediately found the video from the Brazilian hole. I showed it to Joel, and the worried look on his face got even worse.

“Up until now, I thought it was smoke,” I said. “But seeing this, I’m afraid that’s where the bugs are coming from.”

“Fuck. You’re right. We need to…”

At that moment, we heard our dad scream from the other bedroom. We looked at each other, and all the color had washed from Joel’s face. I jumped to my feet and went for the door. Joel jumped up too but grabbed me by my waist and pulled me back.

“Don’t!” he said with tears in his eyes.

“But… that’s dad!!” I screamed.

“He’s…” Joel started but couldn’t talk anymore as he started crying.

I stared at Joel for a few moments, trying to digest all this. Seconds later, I realized he was right. In all the videos we saw up until now, people that screamed like this were instantly dead. I couldn’t help our dad, no matter how much I wanted it. At that moment, it really landed that Joel was right, and I threw my arms around him, buried my face in his neck, and started crying harder than I ever cried before. Joel wrapped his arms around me too and was also crying his eyes out.

I don’t know how long we stood there in my room crying together. Joel broke the hug and looked down at me. His eyes were swollen and red from his crying, and I must’ve looked pretty bad too.

“We need to make sure we’re safe,” he said, wiping the tears from his eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“Your room is the best in the house. I don’t think there are any holes in here. Our living room has this worn-down ventilation system, and my room has a hole in the window. I think that’s how…“ and he stopped talking, swallowing audibly.

I felt I was tearing up again too, and I lay my head on my brother’s chest and hugged him. There wasn’t anything even remotely sexual about this, but feeling his muscles against my cheek felt incredibly comforting. Joel cleared his throat and started talking again.

”We need to fortify this place and make sure we can live here for at least a few weeks. I don’t know how long these bugs will be around, but we need to be prepared for the worst.”

”But… How do you want to do this? We can’t go out of this room, ” I worriedly said.

We stopped hugging, and Joel opened my closet. He stood there looking at my clothes, and I had no idea what he was thinking.

“If I wear enough clothes and make sure that no body parts are uncovered, I think I can go into the living room.”

“Are you crazy?” I responded, not wanting to lose my brother.

“No. Of course not. But if we just stay here, we’ll die too. So, either way, we have to do something.”

“But…” I tried.

I couldn’t find the words I needed to stop him. And after a bit of thinking, I knew he was right.

“You’re not going outside, are you?” I asked him.

“No! Way too dangerous! But we’ve got a lot of stuff in our living room and kitchen that we can use. We just need to make a list together of stuff that we need in here.” Joel said and started putting on his clothes. As he pulled up his pants, he turned his back to me to let me get dressed too. After I put on my bra and t-shirt, I turned around. Joel was looking at my desk and picked up a pen and a piece of paper. I dropped my sweats, pulled up my pants, and joined Joel at my desk.

“Now. What do we need, Mia?” He asked.

End of Chapter four

Copyright 2021 – Jason Crow
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Smoky Mountains – Chapter 3

23/03/2021 / / 0 Comments

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 3 – Shopping

Day 1.
Location: Asheville, NC
Date: November 14th, somewhere in the near future.

My dad turned off the television and had a worried look on his face.

“Well. I think he’s hiding something, Mia. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be holding a speech,” my dad said and looked at me. “Where’s your brother?”

“He just came home from his job at Uncle Tyrell and is in the shower now, I guess.”

“JOEL!!” my dad shouted.

“What?” came the reply from down the hall.

“Get your ass over here!”

A few moments later, my twin-brother came walking into our small living room. He was still wet and had wrapped a towel around his waist and was holding it to make sure it wouldn’t drop. I couldn’t help and notice how his muscles had grown over the past few months. He had a completely hairless chest, with a barely visible, but undeniable there, six-pack. Even though he was my brother, I liked it a lot.

“What is it, dad?” Joel asked, looking a bit annoyed but too scared to go against our dad.

“Get dressed. We need to stock up our groceries. I’m afraid that in a day or two, we’ll have some full-blown riots on our hands,” he said and polished off his can of beer.

“Okay, dad. I’ll be right back,” Joel said and went to his room.

“You’re coming with us,” he said, looking at me.

He burped loudly and crushed his can. Outside I heard a woman scream and a car drive away with screeching tires. After our mom died of breast cancer almost three years ago, we had to move out here to this shitty home in an even shittier neighborhood here in Asheville. We were in the middle of the Blue Ridge mountains in North Carolina, but other than some lovely scenery, it sucked ass. Big time! Last month alone, there were eight registered overdoses and three deadly shootings in our neighborhood. Whoopy fuck!

Our house wasn’t much better either. It was a small, one-story place, with two bedrooms. Our dad always fell asleep in his chair, which meant Joel and I had our separate bedrooms. A few times a month, our dad decided he needed to sleep in a real bed, which meant Joel had to sleep in my room because my room was slightly bigger than his. We’d blow up the air mattress we had, and Joel would sleep on that mattress.

Despite my efforts, our house was dirty. The walls were a mess, and a piece of wallpaper hung down in almost every room. The tiles in the bathroom were dirty, and no matter how much I scrubbed, they stayed dirty. Dad threw our old washing machine on our front lawn almost a year ago because of some broken part, and it hadn’t moved since. Now I had to do our laundry in town, which was a ten-minute walk.

Our dad had gotten hurt on his job. And because of that, he got his disability compensation. We were on food stamps, which was embarrassing. Joel mowed some lawns in the better part of town, but almost everything he made with it was confiscated by our dad. Recently Joel started at our Uncle Tyrell’s place. He ran an outdoor sports store with all sorts of outdoor camping stuff and knives, guns, and more of that stuff. He earned more working there than with mowing lawns, and the store was closer by, but he kept mowing lawns anyway because he didn’t want to disappoint his customers.

Our mom was black, and our dad is white. They always had struggles with that, even in these modern times. We didn’t feel like we belonged to any of the groups in school. We weren’t black, and we weren’t white either. To us, this wasn’t too much of an issue anymore, but we just didn’t fit in.

Our dad slowly became what people these days would call trailer trash. He didn’t hurt or molest us, but he never won a ‘dad of the year’ Award either. He just wasn’t a nice person.

Thank god Joel and I get along fine. For as long as I could remember, Joel looked after me. He said that was because he was the oldest and because he was a man. I gave him that, even though he was only a few minutes older than me. We never fought, and he pulled me out of a tight spot a few times already, so he really was my protector. He always hid some of his lawn-mowing money from our dad to pay our phone bill. That way, we were still connected to the world, without the need to ask our dad. I loved my brother for that, and in return, I did all the household chores.

We turned fourteen two weeks before. Dad gave us both a hug, a kiss on our forehead, and a can of beer to celebrate it. That was it. We hid the beer in the closet in my room, so he would think we drank it. We were both not too fond of drinking beer yet. I guess we didn’t want to end up like him.

Our dad’s view of stocking up groceries was… unique. We couldn’t afford to go out and shop for a month’s supply or two, so he had worked out a system. It wasn’t the first time we’d go shopping like this either. He had a system of finding the right supermarket he needed. He had a few outfits from delivery companies, and he knew which company supplied which store.

He’d drive us to the back of the store, where we had to wait around the corner. He’d park his car out of view and would walk up to the back entrance acting as if he belonged there. He’d grab some boxes, put them on the trolley, and walk away as if it was the most normal thing in the world. He’d quickly drop the boxes with us, so we could put them in the car. He’d go for a second or third run and stop when they got suspicious.

He only got caught once, but he talked his way out of it and returned the stuff from his last run. He knew better than to do it in our neighborhood, so most of the time, we drove for almost an hour to find the right stores. This time was no different, and it was almost dark before we got home. Joel and I carried everything inside and put the stuff away while our dad sat in his chair and opened another can of beer. During the ride home, he drank three already, and by the time Joel and I were done, he polished off four more and was shouting at some lame game show on the TV.

“I fucking hate this, you know?” Joel whispered to me as I was putting the last cans of beans in the cupboard.

“What?” I whispered back.

“Stealing food. It’s just not right.”

“I know. But what can we do about it?”

“JOEL!” our dad slurred.

“What is it, dad?” Joel replied with a scared look on his face.

“I’m sleeping in your bed tonight.” He said, stood up, and stumbled toward Joel’s room.

“Okay, dad. Good night.” Joel said and immediately looked relieved.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever,” our dad mumbled and slammed the door shut behind him.

“Phew!” I said to Joel. “We won’t be hearing anything from him until the morning.”

“Thank god! I’m going to blow up the air mattress,” Joel said and walked over to my room.

I started heating some beans, so Joel and I would have something to eat. After we were done, we planted ourselves in front of the TV and ate our healthy dinner. After about an hour, I saw Joel yawning.

“Let’s go to bed, shall we?” I said to my brother.

“Good plan. I’m tired,” Joel said, stood up, and stretched.

I placed the dishes in the kitchen sink, and Joel put all the bolts and locks on the door to make sure there wouldn’t be some junkie entering our house during the night. Joel was already in my room and taking off his shirt as I walked in.

“Fuck!” Joel said out of the blue.

“What is it?”

“The air mattress. I think there’s a hole in it. Fuck!”

I got on my knees to check if maybe he forgot the plug or something. But when all that checked out, I had to agree with my brother.

“I guess you’re right, Joel.”

“That’s a night on the floor then. Damnit.” Joel said.

“Don’t be silly! You don’t sleep on the floor. If you promise not to steal the blankets, you can sleep with me,” I said, and I saw his frown fade away before my eyes.

“I promise. We spent nine months in the same womb, so I guess that we can work out sleeping in one bed together too,” he smiled at me.

I kept glancing at his chest. I noticed it for the first time this afternoon, but my brother sure had a nice body. Heck, he was a handsome boy, period! This realization came suddenly and unexpectedly, but I couldn’t deny it. I still don’t know why I didn’t see it earlier.

I turned my back to Joel, unbuttoned my pants, and stepped out of them. I put on my loose-fitting sweat shorts and lifted my shirt.

”Nice bra, sis,” I heard him say.

I looked at him over my shoulder and saw him smiling at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that he was already in his usual sleeping outfit. He had dropped his pants and was looking at me in just his boxers. I couldn’t see his entire body this way, so I quickly unclasped my bra, took it off, and put on my tank top.

I turned around and pretended to look mad at Joel. I tried looking at his body and the bulge in his boxers without being too obvious about it. The glance confirmed my previous opinion. He was a very attractive boy with a fine-looking body.

”Just kidding,” he said, a bit apologetic.

”Nice boxers,” I said, giggling, and Joel started laughing too.

We both put our phones in the chargers, and I crawled in first. I held the blankets up so Joel could get in and clicked off the light. It was a bit cramped with two people in my bed, but I turned on my side and faced Joel. He got the idea and extended his arm, so I could cuddle up against him.

”This is nice,” he said.

”Yeah. I like it too,” I said. ”I think I can sleep like this,” and couldn’t hold back a yawn.

”Goodnight,” Joel softly said.

I couldn’t remember the last time my brother and I slept in the same bed together. My hand was lying on his chest, and I could feel his heart beating. I let my hand drift down a bit to see if I could feel his abs. The moment I felt the top of his abs, I let my hand rest there.

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ante omnia recta animi

P.S. The boy in the picture above this story was my inspiration for Joel. Just so you know.

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