This was written to be a short, fun take on the current crisis gripping our world. Hopefully it helps lighten a few moods and give some pleasure in an otherwise shitty time of our lives.
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Edited by Tex Beethoven
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All sexually active characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years or older.
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"Oh my God, are you free bagging?" Vera demanded of her brother.
"I have to, I haven't got any clean underwear left!" Daniel replied indignantly. "It's not like I planned on being stuck in this fucking room forever."
"You're disgusting," Vera complained.
What are you two going on about now?" Carla demanded, emerging from the cruise ship cabin's tiny bathroom where she'd been changing. "Can't you just make allowances for each other? None of us wants to be stuck here, but we have no choice, so we have to make the most of it."
This was supposed to have been a special holiday. Daniel was finishing his University degree, and Vera was about to start hers. As a single Mum, a cruise had seemed to Carla like an extravagance beyond her capacity, but she'd managed to find a super-special bargain, and by settling for an interior cabin they all shared, she'd managed to swing it. Carla had accepted the fact that if she did get lucky on the cruise, she'd be visiting someone else's cabin.
Then that damned virus had broken out. Coronavirus, COVID-19, or whatever it was now known as. The entire ship had been locked down, and everyone had been confined to their cabins. After a week of living in each other's laps, things were strained. Vera and Daniel didn't seem able to spend an hour together without one of them saying something that rubbed the other the wrong way. And given they were spending 24 hours a day together, the two were constantly at odds. They'd tried card games and movies, but there was simply more time in the day than there were interests to occupy them. Even with the internet, they struggled. Having to share the tiny bathroom wasn't helping either. They had to take it in turns to do anything as simple as change, as well as shower, not to mention the toilet. You could hear anything that went on in there, which mostly led to loud music being played every time someone needed to use it.
"You know what he's doing in there, don't you?" Vera asked her mother when Daniel was in the bathroom for an extended period later that day.
"Using the bathroom, of course."
"He's masturbating," Vera stated.
"Vera!"
"It's true. God, I reckon he's whacking them out like five times a day."
"Vera, even if that were true, it's not appropriate to draw attention to it. Hell, it's not like people don't have needs, and at his age if he didn't, one of his testicles would probably explode."
"Eww, Mother!" Vera protested.
"Well you're the one that brought it up. I mean, can you honestly tell me you haven't rubbed one out in all the time we've been stuck in this room? And before you answer, remember we share a bed, and I don't always sleep as deeply as you think."
"Mother!" Vera declared, blushing and surrendering any innocence she might have claimed.
Further discussion was curtailed when the bathroom door opened, and Daniel appeared. Both women looked at him, and Daniel couldn't help but be aware of their attention, given they'd both stopped talking the very moment he rejoined them. Whether he noticed both of their gazes dropping to his crotch to take in his semi-erect cock hanging free inside his shorts, is unknown.
"What's up?" he asked.
"Feeling better?" Vera asked.
"Much better, thanks."
"I bet."
"What's that supposed to mean?" he demanded indignantly.
"Well, given how long you were in there, it was either one massive shit, or ..."
"Or ...?" Daniel prompted, clearly puzzled.
"Your sister thinks you were wanking," Carla informed her son.
"What?! No!" Daniel protested.
"Don't be embarrassed, I explained to her we all have needs. She's done it too, she just likes to do it in bed when she thinks everyone is asleep!"
"Oh my God Mother, you're horrible!" Vera screamed.
"No kidding," Daniel agreed.
"Finally something you two agree on!" Carla laughed. "Now if you two prudes who wouldn't
ever
touch yourselves don't mind, I'm going to take a nice long shower and scratch my own itch."
"Ewwwwww!" Daniel and Clara declared together. She left them and headed into the bathroom.
"I can' t believe she said that," Daniel laughed.
"She's out of her mind. Clearly this whole quarantine thing is getting to her," Vera agreed.
"Have you really been masturbating while you sleep in that bed with Mom, though?" Daniel asked.
"Daniel! I'm not telling you that."
"You did then, or you'd have denied it," he laughed at her.
"Believe whatever you want," she replied. "How many times a day have you been doing it?"
"None of your business."
"Three? Four?" she pressed.
"You really want to know? The most is five, the least is two."
"Oh my god!" Vera laughed.
"Well it's not like there's another option, is there? It's so fucking boring in here, and like I can't help getting horny a lot. What am I supposed to do, ask you or Mum for a hand job? I can't see
that
going down too well in this room."
"Gross!" Vera declared, though she did glance at her brother's shorts and notice he'd hardened as they talked.
"Exactly." The statement seemed to kill off the conversation, until their mother re-entered the room from the bathroom, wearing one of the ship's bathrobes, and her hair wrapped in a towel.
"Now
that
was wonderful. There's something very liberating about not feeling you have to hide what you're doing."
Vera just rolled her eyes.
"Who's up for a game of cards?"
"Gotta be better than talking with your own family about masturbating," Vera lamented.
Cards ensued, and Vera and Daniel both kept any conversation well away from their personal pleasure habits, concerned that any mention of it might have their mother becoming even more liberal in discussing either her habits, their habits, or both!
The discussion had however begun to have an effect both Vera and Daniel. Where previously they'd viewed each other simply as animated objects of frustration and annoyance, they started to pay a little more attention to each other's bodies. Vera found herself glancing at her brother's pants, where she knew he hung suspended without the limitations of any underwear. In Daniel's case, he found himself glancing at Vera, wondering what sort of face she made when she came, or how exactly she went about masturbating, given she'd been doing it more or less surreptitiously while in bed with their mother.
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Daniel lay awake, but only barely. He'd decided to try and catch Vera in the act. After their discussion earlier that day, he was curious. He was determined for Vera to think he was asleep when he wasn't. Being confined in this cabin together, they'd had to learn to agree on a lights out time when everyone was ready to sleep; but that didn't mean they all drifted off at the same time. Usually Daniel was eager to sleep, because it meant he wouldn't have to find entertainment for himself for a good eight to ten hours.
He lay very still, listening to the breathing sounds coming from the queen-sized bed beside him. He smiled to himself in the dark when he heard his mother's breathing shift into a deeper rhythm, occasionally giving out a bit of a snore. He focussed on keeping his own breathing deep and regular, while peering across the gap between the single bed he'd been stuck with and the spot where his sister slept, glad she'd taken the side closest to him.
After another ten minutes, during which he barely avoided dropping off himself, he spied a little movement. It was subtle, a simple shifting of the covers, but enough to alert him to something going on.
He slipped a hand down into his shorts., massaging his cock as he watched for the subtle movement of the neighbouring covers, thinking his sister likely had her hand between her legs, touching herself. He started wondering things he'd never given thought to before. Did she shave? Did she have meaty pussy lips, or were they hidden away? How big were her nipples? What colour? The thoughts caused him to harden completely, but he was worried that if he stroked himself, he'd give away that he wasn't sleeping. He settled for firm squeezes of his engorged organ.
After a good ten minutes of monitoring the subtle movements in the adjacent bed, Daniel heard Vera gasp, and then quietly moan with what he took to be her release. It made him want to follow suit, but instead he quietly said, "That sounded like fun."
"What?" Vera gasped.
"Sounded like you enjoyed that," Daniel laughed quietly.
"Freaking pervert," she hissed back at him.
"Kinda hot, actually," Daniel said daringly.
"What the fuck?"
"Listening, knowing what you were doing ... it was hot."
"You really are a freak, you know that?" Vera retorted. She rolled her back to him and refused to engage in any more interaction. Daniel lay with his stiff cock reminding him why he was erect, but before too long, managed to fall asleep.
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The following day while Carla was in the shower, Daniel decided to get changed inside the room. He simply turned his back on his sister and dropped his shorts.
"Um, hello, I'm right here," Vera stated, pretending to be offended, even though she was actually checking out his butt for the first time.
"Well it's not like I'm flashing my cock at you," he laughed.
"It's not like I want to see your hairy butt, either!"
"It's not hairy!" he protested, turning his head and shoulders to try and look over his shoulder and check, without bringing his cock into view.