I remember a particular summer when the heat reached unbearable heights about fourteen or so years ago. I had proudly crafted the perfect scheme for my older brother Brad and I, who had been in search of any kind of relief from the relentless temperature. Our eccentric Aunt Karen just happened to live about six blocks away from where we lived. Despite not having any children of her own, she had a larger luxurious home with an enormous swimming pool. I was sure Brad and I could survive a brief walk to her place and reward ourselves with a quick dip. Neither one of us had a car at the time. We were sharing an old hand-me-down for the past four years until its recent and inevitable demise. Here we were in our early twenties still having to hoof-it just about everywhere. Brother loved the idea and the two of us changed into our bathing attire and set out on our quest. The heat beat down on us the second we stepped outside and we began to trek down the seemingly empty streets. It was way too hot for anyone to just exist outside on a day like this.
"I can't believe it is this fucking hot outside today." I whined aloud.
Brad chimed in. "I can't believe it's so far away to Aunt Karen's house."
"Stop bitching. It's gonna be totally worth it and we're almost there, trust me." I said with pride.
Our tempers were gradually starting to flare as we tried to converse. Attitudes became progressively shittier between us which was more than likely from the Sun's brutal torment.
"What the hell are you wearing anyways?" Said Brad with a huff.
"It's my new bathing suit, duh!" I retorted. It was a teal two piece bikini with an optional swim-skirt that had a pocket for my phone.
"Well, it looks like a skirt, can you even swim in that?" Brad snorted.
"Yeah, and it makes my boobs and ass look super sexy!" I said as I briefly struck a pose causing Brad to roll his eyes.
I just shook my head and chuckled at my brother's lack of any kind of fashion sense. He was only wearing some thin trunks after all. I did have to admire his shoulders as well as his arms that were now fully exposed and had tanned well. Anyone could tell he clearly kept himself in great shape and had reason to display his chiseled body proudly.
We had finally arrived at our Aunt's house only to see her leaving in a hurry donning her usual business attire. She greeted us in haste.
"Well, hello you two!" Aunt Karen exclaimed. "What are you guys up to today?"
"It's super hot outside and we were kinda' wondering if we could use the pool for a bit?" I said sounding as pathetic as I could.
"Hmm...You can on one condition." She said. Our Aunt was as flaky as she was gorgeous, but could be a bit of an opportunist at times and a slight favor was usually payment due.
"I'm in a huge hurry and I have a billion things to do at the office. I'm having a new washer and dryer being delivered later tonight but I have no where to store them until they can install them in tomorrow. I can put them in the garage but there's a bunch of your Uncle's old junk in the way. If you can clean it up and make some room, you two can have the pool for the entire summer for all I care." She said in a dubious bargaining manner. I turned to gauge Brad's opinion on the deal only to find him excessively nodding his head in agreement.
"I guess we have a deal Aunt Karen!" I chirped.
"There's not much so it won't take long. I have to scoot now I'm late, but you kids have fun!" Aunt Karen said as she locked the door to the house and jaunted to her car as her high heels clicked down the driveway..
As she sped off and honked, the both of us looked at each other with delight and then dread as we looked towards the garage. Who knew what kind of horrors awaited us inside? Brad opened the side door that was unlocked for some reason. Our Aunt could be a bit scatter-brained at times and easily distracted but that was just one of her quirks. I clicked the light on and the single bulb illuminated the dreary cement floor and all of its contents. There was no doubt that we had been swindled. Directly in front of the door were dozens of boxes with old papers, assorted rusty tools, and other various junk just heaped in a vast pile.
"There's not much so it won't take long..." Brad mocked sarcastically in his best Aunt Karen's voice. "What have we agreed to?" he whimpered.
The two of us sighed and started plotting out exactly where to place all the unwanted items. We spotted a nice open area towards the very back of the garage. Unfortunately it was nestled between a death maze of old and crusty hand tools used for either gardening or mass murder.
"We can just haul all this crap out and put it on the floor over here." Brad motioned with his hands. I agreed to just about anything at this point. We were indoors now but the heat situation wasn't getting any better.
There seemed to be no decrease in the temperature as we started moving the never ending horde of boxes and stuff to its new home. An hour had gone by and we weren't even at the half way point. The two of us were completely drenched in sweat from head to toe. The only thing getting us through this ordeal was to focus on our ultimate reward when the task was finished. We decided to take a quick break for a minute and stopped moving only to hear each other panting in anguish.
I'm sure it was either the temperature or lack of water, but I just stood there and admired my brother's frame as he was dowsed in his own sweat that glinted off the single light fixture. For some unknown reason, I was starting to have some impure thoughts about my Bro in the tawdriest depths of my mind. What girl wouldn't after seeing a buff, half naked guy soaking wet glistening in the heat? I know he was my Brother, but couldn't help but admire his physical form at the moment. After the brief pause, Brad had decided to take one of the heavier boxes by himself despite my warning. It was clearly too flimsy to manage by himself and I watched him fumble with it miserably.
"Here, let me help you." I said putting my cargo down.
"I got this." he stated smugly. "Besides, the sooner we are done, the sooner we can get wet."
I bit my lower lip hearing him say "We can get wet." What was happening to me? Why was I thinking like this? Fuck these perverted thoughts! They wouldn't stop forming in my little depraved brain..
I stammered out "Y-y-yeah, get wet!" and quickly grabbed another small box to add to the new heap.
My determined Brother began to journey through the death maze in light of my warning. As predicted, I heard him shout out "Oh Shit!" At the same time as a loud ripping noise and a collision of metal.
"What was that? Are you alright?" I asked in a panic.
Brad sounded flustered "I'm fine, just don't come over here!"
Now my curiosity was naturally peeked. I came to the spot where we had been dumping the freight and saw a piece fabric that matched his swim trunks hanging off of an old jagged edge of another lawn tool. I looked up only to see my brother desperately trying to keep what was left of his shorts together. There was no mistaking it, they were shredded and almost split in half! Brad was trying desperately to keep himself covered with the remaining cloth to no avail. This was the last thing I needed in my current horny school-girl state of mind. An afternoon of seeing my naked sweaty Brother flaunt himself about the rest of the day would send me into over-drive. He was clearly beyond embarrassment and I probably shouldn't have erupted with laughter but I couldn't help it. Brad saw me reach for my pocket.
"If you take a picture right now, I will kick your ass!" he shouted.
