Author's note- Continuing story of an 18 year old sister and 20 year old brother, home from college during the quarantine. After getting settled in during Chapter 1, they are now getting restless and having to work out a new relationship to see them through the "shelter in place" order.
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Brad dumped the pile of clothes on the bed and sat down beside them before flopping backward to lay face up, looking at the ceiling and trying to figure out a way to undo how weird the last two minutes of his life had gotten. "What the hell?" he thought to himself. He looked down to find his cock was now fully erect and making a tent pole underneath his sweat pants. Maybe he was just horny from not getting any lately, he thought. Unlike most of his friends, he had passed on the opportunities he had to hook up over spring break. Last year his buddy had come home with an STD after Spring break and Brad had started to look at the girls who hooked up drunk at clubs and Spring Break with a new caution ever since.
He had a girlfriend his first year but she had ended up losing her scholarship and her parents made her move home. They had tried to keep it going long distance but it fell apart pretty quickly once they started going to different schools. Another guy in Pre-Law had been kicked out of school in Brad's sophomore year when one of the girls on campus accused him of having sex when she was too wasted to consent. That episode had put a whole new perspective on due process, and the logistics of casual hookups, for most of his friends who intended to get into law school one day.
So Brad had gotten by from jerking off thinking he'd eventually find another long-term girlfriend at some point, but it had been well over a year since he's last had actual sex with a girl. He'd never really looked at his sister in a sexual way, but he figured the shock at seeing her fill out since the last time he'd seen her and the weirdness of the quarantine just got his wires crossed for a minute. He waited a minute for his cock to start going limp, put away his clothes and went back downstairs acting as if nothing had happened.
The next few days went by, without incident as Brad and Melissa settled into a routine of cooking, cleaning and fighting boredom as the quarantine continued. The weather had been grey and cold, but Brad had been working out in the small gym they had above the garage and Melissa was hiking in the woods in the hills that bordered the back of their subdivision. Technically they were supposed to shelter in place, but she didn't see anyone out in the woods on her morning hikes and it didn't seem like anybody cared.
Melissa always felt sweaty and gross when she came back from hiking and couldn't wait to shower and change, but for some reason Brad always walked around shirtless after his workouts, refilling his water bottle in the kitchen and taking his time before heading up to shower. Sometimes he'd walk in the family room and see what Melissa was watching on TV while he drank from his water bottle.
Melissa tried not to notice, but if he normally looked buff with his shirt off, he looked absolutely chiseled when he had just finished working out. There was a light film of sweat covering him so that he caught the light on ever contour of his tall muscular body, accentuating his broad shoulders, heavy pecs and rippling abs. Melissa had to endure each of her nerdy friends drooling over the sight of her brother since she was in grade school and had always resented how much they idolized him when he seemed oblivious to her existence most of the time.
He was never mean to her, but she always felt left out and ordinary compared to him and his friends. She tried not to pay attention to him when he came in shirtless like that, but even out of the corner of her eye she couldn't help that her whole body responded to having his healthy male animal presence in the same room. There was something about a guy that big and muscular that was both intimidating and viscerally attractive to her, even if it was her brother. Watching him walk up the stairs she found herself wondering strange things, like how easily he could pick her up and carry her over one shoulder. She shook the image off as he disappeared from sight, but it took a while before the tingling feeling in her stomach and pussy would subside.
As the days went by, Brad grew increasingly restless as all live sports were on hold, everything was closed up in town besides the grocery store, the hospital and the post office. He had already gone through everything that looked watchable on Netflix and cable and the limited movie collection his parents had. Melissa seemed content to watch youtube for hours and read book after book from their home library but Brad had always preferred people over social media and movies over books.
They had kept in touch with their parents each day, but flight service to the islands was still cut off and wouldn't be returning for at least a few weeks. The resort had extended everyone's stay at a reduced rate, glad to have income while all of their reservations were being cancelled for future stays. It looked like their folks were going to have to sit tight on the island for at least a few more weeks, but both seemed perfectly content to ride out the pandemic in safety, seclusion and luxury.
Brad talked to a lot of his friends by phone, but as they were mostly guys, the conversations didn't last for long before dwindling to "yep", "nope" and "bye".
When all other options had been exhausted, Brad flopped on the couch next to Melissa and asked, "So what are you doing today?"
Melissa looked up from her book for a moment and shrugged. "You're pretty much looking at it."
"Really? How can you stand being cooped up like this all day?"
"Well, I'll probably take a walk up in the trails in a while, so it doesn't seem so bad."
"Are we even allowed up there?" Brad asked.
Melissa shrugged. "Nobody else is up there to see me and nobody's been around to tell me I can't, so..."
"Huh." Brad grunted. "So when are you going?"
"I guess I could head out now," Melissa leaned over to look out the back window. The sky was heavy, dark and grey even though it was only late morning. "It's supposed to rain or snow later anyway. Depending on how cold it gets."
Brad tried to sound casual, "Well, maybe it will help. I guess I'll come with today. Give me a minute to change."
Melissa shrugged and put down her book to save her place. She went upstairs behind Brad, changed into some warm leggings and a sweatshirt and came down to meet him at the coat closet. She grabbed a waterproof windbreaker even though Brad was putting on a heavier rain jacket.
"You gonna be warm enough?" He asked with a skeptical look.
"I'll be fine," Melissa tried not to sound annoyed as she replied. "This is nothing compared to February up at school.
Brad followed Melissa up the hillside behind their house and fell into a nice steady walk as she seemed to know which trails she was following.
"Boy I haven't been up here in years!" Brad remarked at one point. "Once I could drink legally, we didn't need to sneak back up here to party," He laughed. "Good times." They stopped to look around and back down toward their neighborhood a couple hundred feet below.
"By the way, thanks for inviting me along." Melissa rolled her eyes. She started back up a new trail without waiting for Brad.
"What are you talking about? You were only a kid!"
"I'm only two years younger than you, Brad. We actually went to the same high school for two years. I'm sure you don't remember, because I was invisible for both of them, but I have the yearbooks to prove it."
"Hey, hold up," Brad jogged to catch up as Melissa had increased her pace in frustration as she remembered how it had been growing up. "Hey, would you slow down?" he was breathing heavy by the time he pulled up alongside her.
"I'm up here trying to get some exercise, Brad." She slowed down to her previous pace but didn't look over. "That's the whole point."
