Smoky Mountains – Chapter 15

Smoky Mountains
by
Jason Crow

Chapter 15 – A.W.A.
Day 5.

Ellie was sitting up reading her book as I opened my eyes. The sheet was pulled up a bit and covering her breasts. I guessed our talk yesterday didn’t cause her to be a bit less modest. Ah well.

“Morning,” I grumbled.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” Ellie smiled, putting her book away.

“What time is it?”

“Almost nine.”

My eyes kept drifting down Ellie’s chest. Her hard nipples were slightly visible as they tried to poke through the thin bedsheet. I thought back about the events of last night and figured we needed to talk about it. But not now. I had to think it through before talking to Ellie about it.

I did like to tease her a bit after last night’s groping session. So I pulled the sheet away and sat up. I could feel Ellie’s eyes roaming over my back as I got up on my feet. Instead of picking up my boxers and holding them in front of me, I just casually walked over to the door, carefully avoiding Ellie’s eyes. As I reached the door and opened it, I stopped and looked at her over my shoulder.

She looked flushed and didn’t know where to look. I needed to say or do something.

“Well…” I started, “since we both sleep in the buff, we’d better get used to this, don’t we?”

“Uh… Right. I mean… I know you’re right. I just didn’t expect it. You… um… look pretty good. Down there,” she said, blushing and diverting her eyes.

“Thanks! You hop in the shower after me again?” I asked, not wasting any more words on it.

Her eyes were glued to my butt and side-dick, and I could see her struggling to break free and look me in my eyes.

“Uh… Yes. If that’s okay?” she finally managed and looked into my eyes.

“Sure. Of course. I’ll make us some breakfast again after I’m done.”

I quickly went to the bathroom. The moment I burst in, I started laughing softly. That was a bit mean. But I liked getting back at her. It was all good fun, and no one would get hurt.

As we were cleaning up after breakfast, Ellie looked at me.

“You’re rechecking the lab, right?” she asked me.

“That’s right. There must be something in that computer that can help us.”

“I’ll start looking into a way of communicating. And the heat,” Ellie said as she left the room.

Her panty-clad ass was a feast to the eye, and I realized I would regret fixing the temperature down here. I took my mug of coffee, went into the lab, booted the computer, and was ready for another frustrating day.

But it wasn’t as frustrating as I expected. The fresh look and new approach made me look in places I didn’t even think of yesterday. I quickly found the folder I was looking for, and I couldn’t believe I missed it yesterday. I started browsing through all the documents and quickly learned this was a goldmine. Robert’s particular way of logging and writing stuff down proved to be quite enlightening to me.

There was a system. Of course there was a system! I learned there were three types of flasks. There was a more or less general drug that prevents people from getting sick. It was highly experimental and the way Robert described it, with only a few known but harmless side effects.

Then there was the stuff the army wanted to test. A shot that gave the patient extra muscle power and extreme stamina. There was a report of an untrained soldier that ran thirty miles straight without feeling tired. This drug needed a lot more testing, but the first results were encouraging and not lethal. None of the lab rats or test persons suffered from any severe side effects, but it was still too early to scale-up.

The third drug we had inside the chilling cabinet read, ‘can protect people from the unknown threats inside the earth.’ What? I had to reread it. Was this a drug that could’ve saved mankind? Or was this a coincidence?

I made some notes to remember which number was what in case of a computer or power error. As I was finishing up, I heard Ellie call me. I shut down the computer, gathered my notes, and walked over to Ellie.

“What’s up, Ellestar?” I asked as I entered the control room.

“SHIVR showed me how to use the ham radio,” she said with a bit of a frown.

“That’s great! Isn’t it?”

“I thought so too. But there’s mostly static, a message from the emergency broadcasting system that isn’t of any use, and this…”

Ellie pressed a button and out of the speakers above the control panel came a male voice.

“Greetings, fellow survivors. This recording is brought to you by the proud men and women of the A.W.A. community. During the last few days, God cleansed the world from Jews, negros, and faggots. He finally had the power and heart to do this. Unfortunately, in the process, he took some of our dearest friends too. But don’t worry. They didn’t die in vain but for a good cause. As we mourn over our loved ones, we’re also looking forward again. When the time is right, we’ll move out of our shelters up north and move into the city. We’ll build a new society, free from the scum and criminals that ruled the world before this kind act of God. Feel free to join us and help us built a better and whiter America on top of the ruins of the mess that the Jews and faggots left behind.”
I must’ve looked stupid standing there. I realized my mouth was open and I stood frozen to the ground. This needed to land.

“Well… At least we’re not alone on the earth,” I finally managed.

“Unbelievable, isn’t it?” Ellie said seriously. “The world as we know it is gone, and some white supremacist bunch of racists think they can take it over. All under the claim that God helped them. It makes me sad and angry, you know?”

I looked at her and felt incredibly proud of her view on all this. I already figured out she was smart, but she was even more intelligent than I gave her credit for by saying what she said.

“And they’re after you, Uncle Adam. Didn’t you hear it? Jews, negro’s, and faggots… God! I hate that word.”

“What word? Faggots?” I asked, not entirely sure what she meant.

“No. Well… that too. But Negro’s!”

“Yeah. Me too! I thought you meant faggots. I don’t necessarily hate that word. And besides, I’m used to people hating me for my sexual orientation, so I’m not too worried about that.”

“But these are idiots! Can’t you hear that?” Ellie asked in disbelief.

“Look, Ellie. I’ve been called much worse by much more dangerous people. These guys probably don’t stand a chance with what they’re planning. Only a few people will follow these morons. And if we don’t want to, they’ll never find us down here.”

That put Ellie visibly at ease. I gave her a small hug in an attempt to show her I wasn’t scared. Of course, I was scared a little. If these people were only half the men I figured they were, they would be massively dangerous. But they’d never get down here if we didn’t want to. And that was a very comforting idea.

“Okay. I guess you’re right, Uncle Adam. I’ll try to figure out who these guys are. SHIVR can help me with that. Oh… about SHIVR. She ran an extensive self-test and figured out what’s wrong with the climate system.”

“Oh? What is it? Can we fix it?”

“I don’t know. Here, she’ll show you. Assist me, SHIVR,” Ellie said.

Over the next few minutes, SHIVR showed me the location and schematics of the broken part. They called it the Flux Capacitor, which I found extremely funny but was lost on Ellie. The schematics didn’t look too complicated, and with the spare parts lying around in the supply room, it must be fixable. The bypass system could supply the shelter with cooler air, but the energy consumption was much higher. So it shut itself down automatically after two hours. Only the bedrooms would stay cool during the night, but just if the doors were closed.

I was impressed with the simple nature and quality of the system. It wasn’t over-engineered, and there were fail-safe systems installed too.

“I think I can fix it. I’ll start working on it right away. Otherwise, we’ll eventually end up walking around naked down here.”

“I wouldn’t mind, Uncle Adam. And besides, you started doing it already this morning,” she smiled.

“Yeah… uh… well… Let’s just fix it. We’ll see after that, okay?” I said, blushing.

“Sure. I’ll check with SHIVR what we can find about these A.W.A. guys.”

I started working on the Flux Capacitor. After about an hour or two, I fixed the problem. I thought. When I put the capacitor back in and switched it on, I heard it spin and almost immediately stop. The red light I saw when I first started, lid back up, and I heard SHIVR say through the speakers:

“Climate system malfunction. Please check the manual on how to fix this.”

She talked in the same tone as in some Sci-fi movie when the spaceship is about to blow up. I found it both humorous and annoying at the same time. Primarily annoying because my first attempt failed miserably. I considered myself a sound technician and should be able to fix such a minor problem.

As I walked back toward the control room, feeling a bit defeated, I smelled baked garlic and onions. When I rounded the corner near the kitchen, Ellie was standing there in her panties and tank top. She’d tied an apron in front of her and was cooking dinner. This lightened my mood considerably. I walked up to her and kissed her on the cheek from behind.

“It didn’t work, did it?” she asked.

“No. But I’ll give it another shot tomorrow. Can I help you?”

“This is almost done. If you set the table, we can eat.”

A few moments later, we were sitting at the kitchen table eating our dinner. I didn’t know what it was exactly. Ellie claimed it was her secret recipe, but it tasted amazingly well.

After dinner, Ellie explained what she’d found.

“Look. A.W.A. apparently stands for ‘America White Again,’ which in itself is an awful name. But even without that name, these are horrible people. They’re preppers and are living in the woods for almost seven years now. They’re awaiting the ‘big cleanse,’ as they call it. To them, it’s The day that God gives the earth back to its rightful owners,” Ellie started.

“Holy shit! Really?”

“And that’s not all. They claim to be a group of over two hundred people, all armed to their teeth and living underground. Literally, that’s probably why they survived these bugs too. According to their manifesto, they’re really serious about this cleansing stuff. They’re a plain racist militia. I don’t have another word for it.”

“More than just a few idiots then, huh?” I said, trying to keep the mood a bit light.

“You should see the stuff their leader pulled. Domestic attacks, bombing a black church near Jackson, Mississippi. Burning down a gay bar and a Synagogue. The list is long. He’s serious, and now these bugs gave him the opportunity. I don’t think we should ignore it and stay safe down here and hope this will all blow over.”

“That serious, huh? We need to get in touch with Uncle Robert. He’s with the army. Maybe the army still has some structure and will be able to demolish these people.”

“I guess you’re right. I’ll try that again tomorrow.”

We cleaned up, each lost in our thoughts, and started watching another movie in the living room. During the movie, I constantly thought about bringing up last night’s events with Ellie. I couldn’t just say, “Ellie, you know that playing with a man’s dick when he sleeps is not very lady-like” or something stupid like it. I tried figuring it out all evening but just couldn’t find the right angle. By the time the movie finished, I was feeling tired and ready for bed. I figured I’d let this night play out, and if she tried it again, I’d say something about it.

“Some reading in bed and then sleep?” I offered.

“Good plan. I’m tired. I can’t stop thinking about these idiots. Maybe a good night’s sleep will help.”

After we cleaned and were in the bedroom, it was time to undress. I decided not to turn around this time and let Ellie have a look if she wanted. The moment she walked in, I dropped my boxers and pretended to look at my phone. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Ellie checking me out. And I didn’t mind.

“You shave, Uncle Adam?” Ellie asked.

“Huh?” I said, pretended to be engrossed in my phone, and looked up. ”Sorry. Yes. I do. I like it a lot better without all the hairs down there.”

“You look nice,” she softly said.

“Thank you. You don’t mind, do you?”

“No, I don’t. Well… This morning it was a bit unexpected. But now… I guess I even like looking at you this way.” And she started blushing.

“Don’t worry. I don’t mind you looking. I like looking at you too, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to, you know? We’re not nudists or something,” I chuckled and crawled into the bed, trying to take away the tension.

Ellie surprised me by starting to take off her clothes without turning around. And she looked very nice indeed. Small, still growing breasts with small areolas, stiff, pointy nipples, a very tight belly, and a few strands of pubic hair showing off her puffy slit nicely.

“Since we’re apparently not too modest anymore,” she said, smiling shyly at me.

“You look amazing, Ellie,” I sincerely said. “You’ve got an amazing body!”

“No, I don’t. My boobs are too small, and I don’t have very much pubic hair yet,” she said a bit glumly.

“So?” I said. “You’re thirteen. It takes a little time, but you’ll definitely get there. And you’ve got bigger boobs than most girls your age. Heck, even bigger than some grown women. No need to worry there, Ellestar.”

That brought a huge smile to her face, and she stopped fiddling with her hand, started looking me in my eyes, and I saw a small glimmer in her eyes. Somehow I managed to say just the right thing to her.

“And I wouldn’t worry about your hair down there. Most men and women like it when there’s no hair, so you’ll probably end up shaving it anyway,” I pressed on.

“Like you,” she simply stated as she crawled into the bed and picked up her book.

“Like me,” I smiled, opening my book myself.

Ellie and I sat up against the headboard, just like we did the nights before. But this time, Ellie didn’t hold up the sheet to hide her breasts anymore. I was delighted she was feeling less shy now. But it still wasn’t the right moment to talk about last night. I was wondering if and how we were going to talk about it.
After about an hour or so, I closed my book and looked at Ellie. She was smiling and looked magnificent sitting there with her chest exposed.

“One sec,” she said. “Almost done with this chapter.”

“It’s funny, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. This part is,” she said, a bit distracted.

I never asked what she was reading. I cranked my neck to look at the book cover.

“Really? ‘Lord of the Flies’ is funny?”

“This part is,” she said without looking up.

Moments later, she folded the corner of the page, closed her book, and placed it on her nightstand.

“And it’s about barely dressed boys on a deserted island. That makes some of their actions really funny. And it’s fun to fantasize about them that way,” she chuckled. “I guess it’s right up your alley too! I mean… boys… on an island… clothing is optional…”

“Yeah, yeah… Make fun of your Uncle. Having a good time?” I laughed.

“Actually, yes!” and she started laughing loudly.

“Well… For what it’s worth… I watched the movie. And I liked that a lot,” I said as her laughter died down a bit. “I’ll start on the book when you finish it, okay?”

“Pervert,” Ellie snickered and punched me playfully on my shoulder.

“Look who’s talking!” I resorted.

We both laughed and giggled some more and eventually turned off the lights. Ellie crawled up against me the way she did the previous nights.

“Goodnight, Uncle Adam. I love you,” she whispered.

This took me by surprise. This wasn’t an obligatory ‘I love you,’ but a sincere, deep, and heartfelt expression of her love for me.

“I love you too, Ellestar! We’ll get through this together. I promise!”

“I know.”

I started settling in for the night but was determined to stay awake for a while to check what Ellie would do. It turned out I didn’t have to wait too long for it to start.

“Uncle Adam?” Ellie whispered.

I didn’t respond, and almost immediately, Ellie’s hand was under the sheet and inching her way toward my dick. The moment I felt her starting to move, I boned up. The moment Ellie’s hand touched my dick, it twitched, which caused Ellie to pull back a bit. Seconds later, after she noticed I didn’t move, her hand was gripping my dick again.

“Oh wow…” she whispered and was starting to move beside me, obviously masturbating.

I was getting pretty worked up by her actions. My mind was flying around and figuring out what to do. Let her go like last night? Tell her to stop? Take the lead? As I was thinking all this, her fingers were rubbing over the back of my glans, making it harder for me to act asleep. That’s when I decided to act.

“You know you need to finish what you start, right?” I suddenly said.

Ellie immediately pulled her hand back and almost jumped off the bed. She jumped up a couple of inches. I was sure of that.

“I… ehm…” she stammered. “I didn’t think… I was just…”

“Look, Ellie, you’re curious about a man’s… penis. I get that. And I don’t blame you. But it’s a decent thing to ask permission before you just start groping around.”

“I know. I’m SO sorry! I shouldn’t…” she started, and I could hear her starting to cry.

That broke my heart and was almost the exact opposite of what I was trying to accomplish. I turned over and started hugging her tightly.

“Shhh… I’m really not mad, Ellie. I’m sorry for startling you. Stop crying, please!” I whispered.

“You’re… not mad?” she asked between sniffs.

“No, silly! You were curious and… uhm… trying to.. uhm… scratch an itch?” I tried.

“You felt that too? Oh my god…” Ellie sighed, embarrassed.

At least she had stopped crying but didn’t look me in my eyes. I needed to say or do something to save the situation and the open relationship we had built so far.

“Look, Ellie. I was scratching my head about how I could… pleasure myself. If you know what I mean. I hate doing it standing up or sitting down. So I had to find a way to do it in bed. I was thinking about sleeping in or acting sick, but that just doesn’t work.”

Ellie started looking at me and had a very intrigued look on her face.

“You need it too?” she asked, clearly surprised.

“Oh yeah. Believe me, I do. I’m older than you but not dead, you know?” I chuckled.

“I never said that,” she giggled, “I just never thought about you needing it too.”

“So… What do you say?” I tried.

Ellie didn’t hesitate, moved toward me, and slipped her hand back under the sheet. Moments later, she gripped my dick and started rubbing it again. Now THAT was unexpected. I figured we’d do our thing side by side, but clearly, Ellie had different plans.

“Ohh…” I moaned as her hand started moving up and down on my dick, stroking it clumsily.

I could feel her movement starting too. And despite the clumsy jerking, the idea of her fingering herself added with the action earlier put me pretty close to the edge already.

“Ahhh… This is good, Ellie. OHHHH” I moaned.

“Hmmm…” was her only reply.

Ellie was obviously focused on her two tasks and wasn’t in the mood for conversation. Her hand started moving faster, and I could feel her lower body move a lot too. As I was enjoying the good feelings, I felt Ellie’s body move. She put her leg over me, and a fraction later, I felt her warm and moist groin press against my leg. She started grinding her pelvis against my leg and was starting to moan.

“OHH… Uncle Adam…. This i… MMMHHHH” she groaned and kept pressing harder and grinding against my leg.

I could feel the damp spot on my leg, and her pussy felt surprisingly hot. Way hotter than I remembered it to be in my younger years.

“I’m… AHHHHH!!!” She groaned as her body stiffened and the grip of her hand on my dick increased.

That feeling of her contracting pussy and shaking body against mine was enough to push me over the edge too. I never came this sudden before. I usually had a pretty long buildup. But this orgasm came so sudden, it surprised me. And because of that, it was more potent and more intense than my regular orgasms.

It was a good thing I kicked the sheet down during our actions. Otherwise, we needed a new sheet. At least six spurts left my dick before it started dribbling out.
Ellie kissed me on my cheek as she kept holding my dick firmly in her hand and slowly milking the last drops out of it. We were both panting, and the heat of her pussy was still registering in my brain.

“I was… That was… I…” Ellie stammered.

“I know,” I managed between pants.

“I never felt anything like this. Thank you!” she whispered.

“You don’t say thank you during pillow-talk,” I giggled. “But you’re welcome. And thank you too. I didn’t expect you would do this.”

“You didn’t?” Ellie asked, surprised.

“No. I figured we’d masturbate side by side,” I softly said. “But this is way better!” I quickly added.

“Oh. I thought you wanted it this way,” Ellie said, still lying against me. “You sure made a mess of yourself.”

“I made a mess of myself?” I asked with a fake offense in my voice, “YOU were the one jerking me!”

Ellie started to giggle, and I could feel her body move against mine as she laughed. I reached down beside the bed and picked up my boxers. I didn’t want to get up, so I cleaned myself using my boxers and threw them back on the ground.

“There. NOW we can sleep.”

“Yeah. I’m pretty tired now. Thanks for not being an ass about this, Uncle Adam.”

“Thank YOU for giving me a comfortable way to relieve myself during these dreadful times.”

“You’re welcome,” Ellie giggled.

After that, we didn’t say anything and just enjoyed each other’s company and casually rubbing our hands over the other person’s body. It was nice and comforting this way. Eventually, we both drifted off to sleep.

End of Chapter fifteen

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