At 25 years old, I had become a very accomplished hiker which came in handy for my photography profession. I got paid very well to do two of the things that I loved doing the most and that was getting out into nature, taking photographs of it, and enjoying all the beauty that it had to offer, not to mention that it helped me get into great shape, something I never thought to consider since I had led a sedentary life until I went to college.
While I was there, I decided to take up photography as a minor program to go along with my undergraduate degree of criminal science and forensics. Unfortunately, the job market is flooded with people in the criminal science field and finding a position was not easy, but I just so happened to luck upon a popular national magazine looking for a photographer and was hired for the position.
I had a weeklong assignment coming up that I was extremely excited about. A trip into the mountains was exactly what I needed after spending too much time in the city working on local articles. I was talking to my Mom about it and how much I was looking forward to it when she asked me if I would consider taking my younger sister along with me.
Carrie had just graduated high school and was looking for some adventure before heading off to college for the fall semester. Since my Dad had passed away two years prior, my Sister began to look up to me in place of my Dad. I was not sure about taking her at first but since she had been a four-year starter for her high school gymnastics team, I knew that she would be physically fit enough for the trip.
I told Mom that I would take her and not to worry about camping gear as I had everything we would need, just make sure that she had the proper clothing and footwear for the hike. I knew Carrie would not mind sharing a small tent with me and I had an extra sleeping bag that she could use. I told Mom that I would pick her up the following Saturday.
My Sister and I had always been close, from the time that she was born, and I was the model big brother for her, always being protective of her, even though she rarely ever needed protecting, and now at 18 years old, with a mature confidence rarely seen in girls her age, I knew that Carrie would be able to take on the world of adults without issues.
When I arrived at Mom's house, and got out of my Jeep, Carrie came running out and hugged me like we had not seen each other in months, when in fact it had only been a couple weeks since her graduation ceremony. "Brian! Thank you so much for letting me go with you on this trip," she exclaimed as she hugged me tight then pulled back with a smile so happy, she could have charmed the hardest of hearts.
"Aw, it's my pleasure, Sis. I am happy to share it with you. I know you are going to just love the mountains, and I can't wait for you to see them," I said to her with a smile. I grabbed the extra backpack rig that I had, out of the back of my Jeep and helped Carrie pack it properly so all the gear inside was positioned right to give her the most comfortable weight distribution, then when we were finished, we said our goodbyes to Mom and headed out.
The trip into the mountains took about 4 hours, so Carrie and I had plenty of time to talk about her upcoming college semester. She would have to leave a lot earlier than most since she would be doing summer training with the gymnastics team to prepare for their fall competitions, so this trip was going to give her a nice breather in between graduation and summer training.
Sometime along the way, Carrie fell asleep and as I looked over at her, I could not help but admire just how beautiful and grown up my little sister had become. Her long brown hair had fallen across her face as she leaned against the door glass and every time, she breathed it blew a little bit, causing me to laugh a little to myself.
When we arrived at the parking area into the mountain trailhead, Carrie had woken up and the two of us got out to stretch our legs a bit before unloading our gear. I finished loading my pack, putting all the extra MRE's that I had gotten for us, and water purification life straws that we would use along the way, since taking along extra water would be too much added weight.
The trails that we would be following, had access to the mountain streams so getting water would not be an issue. I grabbed my camera gear bag, then the two of us put on our packs and headed up the trail. It was a beautiful day, but I knew it would get a little cooler as we ascended the trail and by that night, the temperatures would be dipping down near the freezing point.
All along the way, I would pause and take some pictures as Carrie grew more and more interested in the photos I was taking. By the time we had reached our first stop for the night, she had become my second pair of eyes, spotting various scenes of nature to capture on my camera.
I set up the tent and unrolled the bags to put them inside, while Carrie gathered up some twigs and fodder to start a fire. The campsite was genuinely nice, giving us a perfect view of the sunset, along one of the small mountain streams flowing by. We settled down around the fire to enjoy a meal, and some hot herbal tea, chatting about the pictures we had taken and what we hoped to see the next day.
When it had gotten close to bedtime, Carrie got up and said she was going to go down to the stream and get some water for us to have for tea in the morning, while I stayed at the fire. Shortly after she had gone, I heard a loud splash and then Carrie cry out, "Brian!" I leaped to my feet and ran down to the stream to find that she had fallen into the water and was struggling to climb out.
I reached for her hand and as light as Carrie was, even with soaking wet clothes, I lifted her right up out of the water like she was a bag of feathers. "Carrie, are you okay," I asked as I began to look her up and down to see if she had any injuries. "I'm okay, Brian. Thanks for saving me," she said then hugged up against me, already shivering from the cold.
I pulled her tight, thanking the stars that she was okay, and I said to her, "Damn Carrie, you're lucky that the stream isn't moving faster here, or I may have lost you!"
I could tell that she was scared, too, as she started to cry a little into me. Rarely did you ever see her cry, so I knew she was shaken up.
I held her close as I took her back to the camp, saying, "We have to get you out of those wet clothes before you get hypothermia!" It had gotten pretty cold out and it would not take long if we did not get her warmed up quickly. While she started stripping out of her clothes, I got in the tent and unzipped our sleeping bags then zipped them together.
Getting in them and sharing my body heat was the only way to get her warm. Carrie looked at me hesitantly and I scolded her, "Carrie! Stop worrying about modesty, Dammit! We have to get you warmed, now!" She nodded her head and started to cry a little again, then finished taking off her clothes.
Carrie dove into the sleeping bags, while I quickly beefed up the fire and put her clothes near it to dry. I then got into the tent, stripped down to my under shorts and climbed into the bags with her, pulling her close to me in a spoon position, wrapping my arms around her to get as much of my warmth to her shivering icy cold body as I could.
Carrie began to cry again as she said, "Thank you, Brian. Thank you for always being there when I needed you, especially after Dad died. You are a wonderful big brother."
"I love you, Sissy, and I will always try be there for you, no matter what. That is what big brothers are for, "I said as I rubbed my hand up and down her arm to help warm her. When she finally began to warm up, we were both so tired that we just stayed pressed together like that and fell asleep.
The next morning, as the sun started to rise, I still felt her naked body pressed firmly against me. Unfortunately, the sun was not the only thing to rise as the feeling her skin against mine, had somehow managed to arouse me. My mind went into a state of confusion as I had never had any sexual thoughts whatsoever over Carrie, but somehow, my body had taken over and I was getting very turned on.
I peeked under the sleeping bag at her while she slept, looking at how sexy she was in the dim light. Her small breasts, barely a B cup, had sweet small puffy nipples and scanning down her tight muscular tummy, I saw a small mound of pubic hair rising from between her legs.
Dear God, what was I thinking? This is my sweet little Sister, so how could these thoughts be happening, as my cock had damn near reached a breaking point from being so hard as it pressed against my boxers. Carrie stirred a little and rolled to her side facing me, snuggling closer once more. I put my arms around her, to hold her, hoping that she would not wake up to find me in this state of arousal.
I tried moving a little to try and keep my erection from touching her, but when I did, my cock managed to find my fly opening, pop out right on to her leg. Oh my God, I thought as I froze, not moving a muscle. What was I going to do if she woke up and why did my prick have a mind of its own? Then the unthinkable happened, as Carrie moved a little in her sleep causing her hand to slide down and was touch the tip of my raging erection still resting on her leg.
I could not think straight, and my mind went blind to common sense as I just laid there, not moving or attempting to move it away from her hand. Carrie then murmured something in her sleep and moved her hand over my hard on, wrapping her fingers around it. WHAT? I was busted and could not do a thing about it as Carrie's eyes slowly opened to look directly into mine.
She looked deeply into my soul as she continued to grasp my manhood, then slowly grinned and said, "Ummm, Brian? Is that what I think it is?" All I could manage was a little nod, still paralyzed in fear. "Well then, good morning to you, too big Brother," she giggled and gave me a small peck kiss on the lips, her hand not moving from my engorged prick.
I did not quite know what to say but managed to squeak out, "So, you're not mad or grossed out then?"
