Smoky Mountains
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

Copyright 2021 – Jason Crow
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P.S. The boy in the picture above the story was my inspiration for Ryan.