Author's Note - Barriers begin to fall as brother and sister settle in with only each other for company and entertainment. Both begin to reveal secrets and see each other in a new and interesting way as Brad takes her to "Neverland" for the very first time...
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By the time they got back to the house, they were warmed up from walking and still giddy from the rush of adrenaline of having endured the crazy trial. They came in through the back door and Brad suggested, "Why don't you go take a warm shower. I'm going to make some soup or something warm. I'm starving."
"Will you make enough for me too? I am too." Melissa turned to go up stairs.
"Hey!" Brad called out. Melissa turned and Brad tossed her crumpled up bra underhanded to her.
Melissa nearly dropped it but managed to trap it against her chest. "Oh, yeah. Thanks." She turned and headed upstairs, surprised that she wasn't even that embarrassed that her brother had carried her bra all the way down the hill.
Melissa turned on the hot water in the shower and waited for it to heat up as she took of the rain jacket and her shoes and socks. The heat in the house was slowly starting to warm her hands and face but they still felt very cold to the touch. It was only after the shower water had begun to steam that she finally stripped off her leggings and pulled the sweatshirt over her head.
She stepped under the hot water and felt her body instantly relax as the warm water began to loosen up her cold and shivering muscles. After a about ten minutes she began to feel warm and relaxed again and finally stepped out from under the warm spray. She looked in the foggy mirror and for the first time wondered how much of her tits her brother had seen. She should have been more embarrassed, but she looked at their fuller shape, the pointed sort of cone they made as they approached her areolas and the stiff pink nipples that grew harder as she wondered if they had been revealed in her attempts to get dressed in the cold. If he saw them, it was only for a brief second, she reasoned and it gave her an unexpectedly warm feeling to think that he had to be watching closely if he was even able to see that! She caught herself smiling as she picked up her clothes and went into her room to get dressed.
A few minutes later she was back downstairs in some loose sweats and surprised at how hungry she had actually become in just the time since they'd gotten home. She took her soup out to the living room as Brad was rinsing his bowl out and headed upstairs to take a shower.
The bathroom was already warm and steamy from Melissa's shower and Brad was able to step under almost immediately once he turned the shower back on. He felt the warm water melt away the lingering cold and felt extremely sleepy once he stepped out to get dried off. Between the cold, the exercise, the adrenaline rush of the dare and seeing his sister's tits, Brad was barely able to make it to his bed and crawl under the covers, before he fell instantly to sleep.
Meanwhile, Melissa had finished most of her soup before putting the bowl on the coffee table. She curled up on her side to watch some TV while her food settled, but within a few moments she too had fallen fast asleep.
Melissa woke up with the television still on but no idea how much time had passed. She turned toward the back window and could see that it was fully dark outside. She had gotten hungry again, and though she still felt very tired, had the urge to eat again. She padded fuzzily out to the kitchen but it was dark and silent. She went into the fridge to grab an apple to take the edge off of her hunger and took a bite as she climbed the stairs slowly to the second floor.
Brad's door was ajar and his light was off, but Melissa peeked in to check on him. From the light coming in behind her she could see that he was sprawled asleep on his bed with the covers partially thrown off. He looked like he wasn't wearing a shirt.
Melissa walked across the room and called out to him softly but he didn't wake up She was struck by the urgent need to pee as she was standing there so she went toward their bathroom and nearly fell as her feet got tangled in the towel Brad had left on the floor.
Melissa went into the dark bathroom, lit only by the nightlight plugged in over the sink and sat down to pee. She felt sleepy enough to go back to sleep right there but she took another bite of the apple in her hand and chewed slowly as she finished peeing with her eyes closed. She got up to flush and shuffled back out the door to Brad's room that she hadn't even bothered to shut on her way in.
She went and sat on the edge of Brad's bed and reached out to shake his shoulder to wake him. He stirred slightly, but settled right back to sleep. She shook his shoulder more vigorously and said his name but it only caused him to roll onto his back and interrupt his breathing for a moment before it resumed it's slow, steady rhythm. He was completely out.
Melissa finished eating the apple and wondered if she had the energy to go back downstairs to cook dinner. Setting the core on the nightstand, she sleepily decided that she would just rest a minute there until Brad woke up and see if he would make dinner for them. She laid her head on the pillow and fell back to sleep.
Brad was dreaming of being up in the hills again, but it didn't seem quite as cold and he had the sense that he could smell his sister's lotion or shampoo very clearly. In his dream she was standing there topless but she wasn't shivering. She was laughing and giggling as she tried to keep her tits covered and Brad was trying to playfully pull her arms away so he could get a good look at her tits. It seemed funny to them both and Melissa was squealing with embarrassment and mock protest, squirming just out of his reach, her firm boobs tantalizingly close to popping out as she struggled to stay out of his grasp. Her smell grew stronger as they played around and Brad imagined that it was spring because it didn't feel cold and it smelled so fresh, like Melissa. In his dream Melissa pointed to his sweat pants and laughed because he had a full erection from trying to see her tits and her laughter made it seem funny and not at all weird that she could tell how hard his cock had become.
In bed, Brad turned toward her smell, somehow determined to get a better hold of her this time and weakly reached over to wrap his arm around her from behind. In his dream he was still trying to reach around and pry her hands free but he felt content to have her held warm against him and his now fully erect cock nestled snugly in the small valley between the smooth mounds of her firm butt.
Melissa had the vague sense of being hugged and the warmth of someone snuggled up behind her, but not enough to come fully awake. In her dream Brad was hugging her in the hills and it was warm and pleasant to have his body take away the cold. She pushed back into him and snuggled in against the wind, aware of something firmly nestled against her butt in a pleasant way and she wondered happily if it had really made Brad's dick hard from seeing her tits like that.
Brad woke first and felt as sleepy as he ever had before. He could just see the grey light of dawn through the shades and though he knew that on some level that he was in his room at his parent's house, he had a hard time processing how he had ended up bringing a girl home. He hadn't been drinking he thought, but here he was spooning a girl with his now soft cock pleasantly firming up as he felt it pressed up against her shapely butt beneath the covers. He curled his arm more firmly around her to pull himself closer, his hand wrapped around her ribs just under the firm swell of her breasts. As he closed the distance between them, his hand traveled up the squeeze one of her full tits and he could tell that she was braless under the sweatshirt she was wearing. He started to reach under her shirt and felt the soft smooth skin of her stomach as he went under her sweatshirt when he came fully awake to hear his sister quietly say, "Brad?"
Melissa had been slowly trying to come awake as she felt herself being pulled in by the strong arms of whoever was hugging her in her dream. She dreamt of a big strong hand gently fondling her boobs, the way she always imagined it would feel, but somehow even better, almost real. She felt surrounded, safe and warm. It was only how his rough hands had tickled the soft skin on her stomach that brought her more fully awake to realize where she was. Was she still in Brad's room? Was that..."Brad?" She asked.
Pulling his hand quickly back, Brad did his best to slide away from the back of his sister's body before rising up on one arm. He was becoming fully awake now and seeing his sister turning over toward him he blurted out, "Melissa, what the fuck are you doing in my bed?"
"Mmmnmnm," She growled sleepily as she tried to wipe her eyes awake. "I fell asleep here waiting for you to wake up and make dinner." She finished rolling over and shadowed her eyes as the sunlight in the window grew brighter.
Brad tried to process what she was telling him, but it wasn't making any sense. "Why didn't you just wake me up then?" He was about to get up out of bed and create some distance but he realized he was completely naked under the covers.
"I did try, but you wouldn't get up." She rolled over completely to lie facing him and started to close her eyes again sleepily. Her arms pressed her braless boobs together under her sweatshirt and Brad was reminded of his now painfully hard dick sticking up beneath the covers.
