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Name- Caleb Olsen
Age- 23
Sex- Male
Height- 6' 4"
Weight- 152 lbs
Occupation- Junior Large Animal Vet
Build- Strong, but a bit leaner in the belly and waist. Strong shoulders, though
Eyes- Purple-hinted blue
Hair- Dirty blond
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All I can say is, my life has been quite a ride.

Maybe overbearing isen't the most polite words to use, but my parant's had always been a bit more... pushy in my life then most families. Both where from good families, sucesses in their own right, and my father made it clear to me from a young age that he wasen't going to accept a failure for a son. Besides, as far as I had gotten, I appreciate him for that.

School always went easy for me, my brain naturally good at working with systems and facts, though I have to admit I never did get good at playing an insturment. Plenty of honors and advanced courses, GPA in the high 3s, and an athelte on the side. Soccor was my game, one of the best passers on the team, and it really did get me a full body workout. Of course, I never really had too much free time on my hands, and the stress had started to get to me at times, but all in all, it got me a half-ride scholarship to one of the region's best universities, a great internship, and finnally a nice job.

This was why it seemed so weird mother still wanted me to stay at home. I mean, not that I wasen't happy to not have to wash my own cloths, pay rent, or doing my own grocery shopping, but with a few pay checks under my belt, I'd been keeping an eye out for an apartment to move into, getting a start on life.

"It'll only be for a week dear," mother had told me as I closed the trunk door on the car, several bags of luggage packed within. " It means the world to your sister. You know how much she's attached to you." With that and a kiss, she and my father got into the vechile, their months of planning for that vaction to the Frech Riverra finnaly paying off.

So, their I was, the sun hanging lazily in the sky as I drove back into the driveway from my day at the clinic, parent's hardly having been gone a day. It seemed, strange without them here somehow, the house taking on a little different tone then it usually had. Sure, my sweet sister kept it up well, but there was just a vibe to it.

Sighing heavily, I came in the door, finnaly smelling something other then horse sweat. My black sports shirt and slightly torn jeans hanging just a bit lose, I take off my shoes and walk into the hallway, taking in the cleanliness about me.

I noticed a note on the fridge as I walked in; must have been a bit too tired this morning to notice. Darlings it read... mother for sure. I've prepared a few meals for our absence. Just pop them out of the tuperware and heat up. If you need to go shopping for anything, anything at all, just charge it. We'll pay you back.

Love each other now


Shaking my head slightly, I pulled it off and looked inside, pulling out the pitcher of lemonade and pouring myself a glass. Just as I was putting it back in, though, I noticed a sound, light footsteps nearby.
 
Name: Ariana Olsen
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 122 lbs
Occupation: For now, takng care and looking after the house
Build: Curvy, tone belly, 36C, long shapley legs
Eyes: Green-ish blue
Hair: Honey blonde, on occasions will have different colored streaks
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Fun, exciting, easy, always surprising.

That's my life, ever since I was a little girl. Especailly compared to my brother, Caleb. Ever since we were little my parents pushed my brother to success, making him take up sports, study harder for school, always making him aim high. Me, on the other hand, besides studies, is way different.

My parents both spoil me, buying me all kinds of clothing, skirts, dresses, shorts, t- shirts, tank tops. As I've grown though, the style of the clothing became to change, becoming tighter and smaller. Not that I minded. I liked the looks I got from people when I went out.

Besides buying me things, my mother signed me up for different activites like gymnastics, cheerleading, and dance, which I've been doing since I was 5. When I wasn't doing any of my extra actvites or school work I'm usually at home, hanging out with my brother.

We've always been close, more close then most siblings. In our spare time, our parents always tried pushing us together. Making us hang out and do almost everthing together. When our parents said they were finally going on there vacation
I couldn't wait. I would take off a week on my vacations so I could spent all my time with him. It would be a nice change to not have to hang out with him tired.

I was up in my room, painting my nails when I heard the front door open. With a smile on my face I finished painting my nails a bright pink color and stood up off my bed. I blew on them as I walked out of my bedroom and walked down the hall, towards the stairs.

My breasts bounced a tiny bit from under my black mid driff, my tiny, hot pink gym shorts rmoving up my legs a bit.I walked down them slowly, making sure to be quiet, planning on sneaking up on him. I peeked in the living room real quick, once I reached the bottom of the stairs. When I didn't see him I walked over to the kitchen, there I saw him with a glass of lemonade in his hand.

I smiled happily before I walked up behind him, then suddenly jumping up onto his back. "Welcome home Caleb!"
 
Putting the glass to my lips, I took down a long gulp, enjoying the tartness on my tounge. We never did get many breaks at work, and unlike those on the bussiness side diden't have a coffee maker at our stations, and so it was always nice to just get home and have something to drink. Involentarly, I made a "delcious" pur under my breath, shoulders lifting up and coming down. Of course, I diden't have long to enjoy that feeling, as I felt your weight coming down on my back, leg muscles quickly adjusting to take on the extra load, liquid sloshing around a bit in the glass.

"Hey there, princess." I turn my neck so I can look at you the best I could, though not straght on. Although I did have a good movement range, I wasen't THAT flexable. "You're looking pretty good today. Planning on sneaking out with the boys while Daddy is away?" It was always fun to tease you about that; our parents never let you out on any dates, said you weren't ready. Indeed, I'd been let out with three different girls, the second one ending after a rather embaressing incident with her wardrobe. Of course, I diden't mind too much; it gave me more time to focus on my work and family. "Or did you just come for a ride?" I buck you up playfully.
 
I laughed as I wrapped my arms tighter around your neck. "Oh you know I only have eyes for you Caleb." I said as I kissed your cheek, gently. That was only half a lie of course, I didn't really hang out with any other boys besides my brother, so I never really had the desire to go out on a date. Sure I would like to know what it's like to have a boyfriend, but after hearing my parents say the same thing everytime, you kind of stop asking.

I looked down at your lemonade. "I'm sorry, did I make you spill any?" I asked sweetly before I released my hold on you and landed gracefully on the ground.Walking around you, I took the glass from your hand and took a tiny sip before placing it in your hand again. "So, did you read moms note yet?" I asked as I ran my pfingers over my now dry nails. "Can you believe it, the first time they go out and they say we can can get anything, all we need to do is charge it."
 
"Oh you," I laugh slightly at your words. I suppose if you'd wanted to have a boyfreind, you'd have gotten one at school by now, so it wasen't really that major. Granted, after my own experences, the whole young adult dating scene wasen't the best anyways, too many hussies or "pures", not to much inbetween. Certainly not anybody I'd like to spend too much time with. It figures though; I was so used to high standards, I suppose I'd set them up for myself.

"No no, its fine." I allowed you to take the glace, streching my arms out above my head. "I've got better control then that." It had only been a little surprise; you'd never seem to have gotten past the physical stage, a little child at heart, always wanting to touch things. At the mention of the note, I gave a curt nod. "I saw it," my voice was tinged with concerned warning, though not too strongly. "But I think I'll hold onto the card. We both know how much you love shopping, and we've already got all the food we need." I open the freezer and fridge, showing the stacks of tuperwear. "By the way, Father called me at work today. You are remembering to take your medication, right?" It wasen't particularly important, just something he'd picked up a few months ago for her, a couple of bottles of pills for her health.
 
I rolled my eyes before leaning back against the counter. "Oh come on, I'll be a good girl." I said as I brushed my hair out of my face. "I mean you don't really think I would spend all our parents money on clothes, do you?" She batted her eyes a bit at her question. I put both my hands on the counter and pulled myself up, until I was sitting on top of it, my legs kicking a bit. As you mentioned my medication, I frowned a bit. "Yeah, I took then, though I don't know why I have too. I'm not sick or anything, so why do I have them?"

I crrossed my arms, thinking of changing the subject. "Sooo, how was work today? Did you have fun? What kind of animals did you work with toay?" I asked all these questions quickly as I played with the hem of my shirt, pulling it up a bit before pulling it back down. "By the way I didn't tell mom and dad this, but I'm not going to any of my extra classes this week. I hope you don't mind, but I just wanted a break."
 
"I know you will," I smile over at your, eyes with a knowing look in them. "But you remember what happened the last time Mother trusted you with the credit card." That was an, interesting memory, the trip we had to take back, the talk that had went on... the punishment father gave her. "If you are a good girl, though, we'll pick you out something speical, alright?" Setting the glass down on the counter, feeling a little crick in my back, and walked over to you, placing my hand on your shoulder.

"You know exactly what they're for, dear." I try to reason with you. "We both know mother thinks you have..." I cleared my throat. "Women's problems their. Just make sure to keep taking them, alright? Its not asking very much." Leaning back into the counter next to you, we finally look in the face, your cheeks bright and shining.

"It was... work," I said, keeping my issues in check. "We had a farmer bring in a couple of cows today, had to give them full threatments. A horse came in too, with a broken leg. That kept us pretty busy." Still, it had been a little funny, and so I decided to lighten my face slightly. "I'd rather have been here though. It has been awhile since we've both been free." My pants slipped down as I shifted my stance, revealing a bit of my black boxers before I pulled them back up. "Its ok if you're not going to your classes, I suppose. It gives us more quality time together. Is their anything you'd like to do?"
 
"I wish I could have been there to see horse. You know how much I love then." I said softly before I jumped down off the counter and stretched a bit, putting my hands over my head. I pulled my shorts down a bit, seeing that they ran up my legs more from being on the counter. I turned around and faced you, wrapping my arms around your neck.

"Hmmm no class, we're home alone... let's through a wild party!" I joked as I moved away clapping my hands. I knew you wouldn't go for it, we both knew we'd be punished to no end if we invited people over without there permission.

I walked over to the fridge after a moment and opened it up. "You know, with all this food mom made you'd think that we couldn't take care of ourselves. I mean she taught m how to cook, why does she need to make all of this?" I pulled out a a container and opened the lip. "Pasta. I can make pasta." I mumbled before placed it back in the fridge.

"I don't know Caleb, what would you like to do? I mean your the one who works all the time."
 
"You know I can't let you do that," I chucke as I return your hug, placing an arm around your back. "At least, not unless you've already got a guest list." It was just fun to be talking with you, after the day I'd had. My co-workers tended to be a bit quite whenever major work was around.

"A party would be fun though. I mean, if you just wanted to have a few people over. Three, maybe." I did the mental math of how much we could clean up, and that seemed about right. "If you don't though, its a nice summer day out. What would you say to a little water fight?" My mouth shifted into a smirk, watching you go over the food. " After all, I'm not feeling liking being cooped up anymore. Its an excuse to get outside. I'll meet you outside after I finish my drink." I lifted up the glass, taking a long gulp.

This was the life
 
I smiled at your idea. "Well, you know I would never give up a good water fight." I walked over to the doorway. "Just let me go change, then 'll be right out." I happily said before I turned away from you and started to run up the stairs, heading to my room.

As I reached the second floor I ran over to my room, pulling my top off as I went. I always loved playing in the pool with him and we hadn't done it for so long that it would be great to finally do it again! I went straight over to my dresser and pulled open the top dreser drawer. I looked through my different swim suits for a moment before I grabbed my favorite lit blue bikini with a little skirt around the bottom half.

I pulled off my shorts and panties and threw them in my hamper before I grabbed my bikini bottom and pulled it up my legs. I grabbed my top next and placed it on next, tying it in the back.

Grabbing my hair band from off my desk I ran down stairs, my feet making soft thumps on the floor as I made my way outside.
 
I listened to you thunder up the stairs, quick and loud, taking down the last of the liquid and wipping my lips. I'd hoped you take the idea well; it really did seem like a good idea for both of us, especially since I'd get my first chance to wear a swimsuit in a month. Even though it was summer, I'd just been starting at this job, so I haden't had a chance to enjoy it properly yet.

I came up the steps a few moments later, walking firmly and with purpose. Heading into my room, I shifted open the top door of my dresser, digging though a pile of boxers and socks to find the suit. It was about the size of a pair of boxers, material loose and soft, black with a white, sharp line pattern. Slipping off my shirt, I took a moment to look at myself. Even if I haden't been working out as much as I normally did as of late, I'd apperently been getting it in lifting on the job, my muscles all still full and in place. Smoothing back my hair, I headed back down the stairs, opening the front door and walking around the house to the back, where I found you waiting.

"Pretty suit," I compliment, leaning in slightly as I did. "But is missing something..." pausing as if in thought, I surprise you by hoisting you up off the ground, slidding my arms under your knees to hold you helpless in the air. "Now I know what it needs, water!" I joke as I run over the the edge, leaping into the deep water with you held to me, feeling the cool liquid cover me as we dove, swimming back up as quickly as I could
 
I swam up to the surface quickly, gasping for air when my head resurfaced. "Are you insane?!" I yelled as I brushed my hair out of my face. I splashed water in your direction as I smiled. "I wasn't ready yet!" I pulled my hair up in a tight pony tail before I swam over to you and jumped on your back.

I wrapped my arms around your neck as I wrapped my legs around your waist. "Your going to pain for that, you know." I laughed before I kissed your cheek. I moved off you then and ran my nails litely over your back, cross your musclar. "Bet you can't catch me."

I dove back under the water then, moving away from you as I swam to the other side of the pool.
 
"Hey, all's fair in love and war," I shrug as I glint my eyes in challange. "What fun would it be if nothing came a surprise?" Reaching out, I tried to tussel your hair, but got beat too it as you swam to the side, gripping onto my back and causing me to anchor myself to the floor of the pool, bringing the water up to my neck.

"We'll see about that," I reached back and gave a congraulatory rub on the back, shaking slightly in a mock attempt to get you off. Tencing slightly, I prepared myself for the inveitable chace, only having to wait a few moment before you slid off and start to run.

"Don't think you can get away from me," I kept to the surface, shifting into a front stroke, running across the water. Slowly, I can see myself gaining on you, finnaly coming in with a huge swish of my arm, hurtling a good bit of water onto your chest, catching your arm and swinging you into me.
 
I came out of the water with a gasp when you grabbed me. "Oh that is so not fair, your legs are longer. You reached me faster." I laughed as I squirmed against you. I turned my head up and looked at you. "Hey, have you been working out more or have we not spent enough time together?" I asked as I moved my back against your chest and abs.

I suddenly moved away from you with a giggle and started swimming backwards. "I bet that Amber girl likes them." I said, repemebering the name of the girl mom and dad had intruduced you too. It was a while ago, but no one ever told me if you had broken up with her or not, so just thought you ad here were still going strong.

Turning away I swam over to the egde of the pool and pulled myself out. I watched you as I brushed my bangs out of my face.
 
"Again," I laughed alongside you, keeping my arms locked and holding you close. "All's fair in love and war. Its not my fault I'm bigger then you." I almost spun around in the water, feeling your skin roll over me. You always where a bit of a fiesty one. "Haven't done anything speceial," I tease and flex out my chest, slidding my arms down to your stomech. "You just haven't noticed."

Feeling you break out of my arms, I decide just to let you go. Swim free for a bit... before I came back on the prowl. I was caught slightly off gueard by your statement about Amber though. My parents had introduced us about a year and a half ago, daughter of one of dad's work budies. Nineteen, 5', to call her "girly" was an understatement. Absolutly love dresses, domestic, soft and sweet as could be. Honestly I coulden't say I diden't like her. The realationship was still on, but I knew you'd never really like it. So, I tried to avoid broading on it. "She's fine with it," I say dismissivly, smoothing down my own hair. "She's a pretty good girl."

Their was a short silence as you went up, me swimming up to the edge myself, but staying down. "So," I let out, trying to pick something to say. "Dad told me he left behind credits for pay-per-veiw. Do you want to catch a movie tonight?"
 
I reached forward, making sure not to fall back in the water, and ran my fingers through your wet hair a few times, watching as the droplets of water dripped from the tips. "A movie sounds great Caleb. We haven't been able to watch a movie alone tigether in a while." Our parents usually let us stay up and watch movies when Caleb didn't have to work early and I didn't have class, but every 15 minutes they would come in to either grab something they forgot or check on us. It'll be nice not to be told we need to sit closure for once in a while. Not that, that ment I wouldn't sit close to him.

I moved my legs and wrapped them around his shoulder. Looking down at my body, "I think I need to tan more." Slowly I ran my hands over my tone tummy, up to my bikini top. Looking over at you I smiled "Hey, since mom and dad are gone you don't have a problem with me getting rid of my tan lines, do you?" I asked before I moved my legs from your shoulders.
 
I shook my head forward for a moment, letting the droplets flick off my hair and into the water, plopping in with a low, plesent sound. "We'll do that then," I promised, pushing myself up and down off the edge with my palms, almost an impromptu push-up. I always did push-ups when I was thinking hard, Dad got me into the habit, and that was one of the reasons I suppose I was always in such good shape. "Let's just hope none of the guests show up for your wild party." I laughed a bit at the joke, letting out a breath before turning around, facing you. Our parents never did have the best taste in movies. I remember back when I was 16, they had the bright idea of picking up American Pie for family movie night. Seriously. Of course, I never would object to sitting close to Ariana, though with her it was a slightly different story.

"You're perfectly fine," I look over at your legs draped over my shoulder, stopping my routine to pet them playfully. Truth be told, I could bear it if you where a bit paler, but that wasen't so say tanning diden't flater you. "I suppose I can make this exception once," I let your legs slid out, pulling myself out of the water and letting it slowly drip off. "But if you want to do it, you'll have to do it by letting the rest of your skin lighten. We don't want you getting cancer now." Placing my hand over your shoulder, I had the sudden urge to push you back in... but actually thought different of it. "Now, what do you say we get you inside and toweled off? I promised Amber I'd give her a call sometime tonight, and if we want to get a couple of movies in, along with supper and cleaning, I'll need to do that soon." To be honest, I'd rather you'd not listen in on this call; she'd asked me if we could have special sex as her birthday present tommarow, and she wanted to set up location, time, and such tonight. Let's just hope I could find something for you to do tommarow evening.
 
I stood up as you got out of the pool, water running down my body, dripping on the ground. "Fine I'll wait a while until I get lighter, but I'm only doing this because your my brother and I love you more then anything." I said as I shook my head, making water go flying. When I stopped I moved closure to you, standing up on my toes and wrapping my arms around your neck. I quickly kissed your lips before I pulled away. "Let's go inside now. You don't want to keep Amber waiting, now do you." With that said, I moved away and skipped into the house, my hair and skirt bouncing up as I went.

I went around and opened the door, shivering a bit when the cool air of the house hit my wet body, making goose bumps rise and making my body shiver. "Oh my," I mumbled as I walked inside, wrapping my arms around myself. Going straight over to the thermostat, I turned it up 75, hoping the house would warm up soon. Then I went over to the stairs, running up them to get to my room. I went into the bathroom on my way, grabbing a big, white fluffy towel before walking inside my room, shutting the door behind me. My room was a bit warmer then the rest of the house and it made me sigh a bit in relief. I walked over to my closet as I reached behind me and untied my top, it fell down on the floor. I opened my closet door before I grabbed the waist band of my bottoms, pulling them down and off. I wrapped the white towel around my body as I started to look for something cosy to wear.

After a while I desided on a tight white t-shirt that read 'Angel' in big, glittery pink letters and a pair of white shorts, with a hot pink stip on the side. After putting them on, along with a pair of white panties I sat down in front of my mirror and brushed my damp hair, until the knot were all out. Once they were I grabbed my hair dryer and used it until my hair was all curly and dry.

Standing up, I turned to walk down stairs.
 
"That's my girl," I ran a hand through your hair as you reached around my, feeling your weight shift onto my shoulders for a moment, legs tightening slightly in the adjustment. "I love you too." There wasen't much more to say really; this was one of those times when me saying any more would just make it akward. Feel you slid off, I watched as you bounced away, smiling at the childish energy. There really was just something gladdening about you going on, seemingly without a care in the world. I wasen't quite sure what it was, but I diden't have too much time to think about it, straghtening my back and heading inside behind you.

Shrugging off the tempurature change, I headed into the main floor bathroom to dry myself off, running the dark green towel over myself before wipping off the small drippings on the ground. THe sun had done its job well, apperntly. Of course, I diden't have many places of it to cling too anyways. I looked down myself in the mirror... I could use a shave, the fuzz starting to build up on my chin just visable. Scratching at it, I wrapped the towel about my waist before heading to the phone, nonchalantly dialing in the number.

The dial tone ran off for a few seconds, as I leaned myself against the counter, but eventually I got a voice on the other end.

"Hello my prince," Amber's light, childish voice came from the other end. My grip on the edge tighted before I could respond; it was always akward when she called me that, but her voice was part of what made her so exciting. It fit her personality almost pefectly. "Are you ready for a special night tommarow?"

"Of course I am, sweetling." I responded, genuninely excited. To be honest, I wasen't quite sure what we'd be doing... while we'd "messed around" quite a few times, it always seemed as though she had a secret she never brought up, some fetish that prevented her from putting that extra ten percent into our games. "What exactly do you have in mind."

"That's a secret!" She teased, something crinkling in the background behind her. "Its a good thing my parent's are gone too though. Promise me when you get your own place I can sleep over?" She pleaded, I could almost see her eyes bulging out. Their was a 3 year age difference between us, and she'd been depending on me for the whole time we'd known each other... it was really hard to let her down.

"Just as soon as I've paid off my loans," I tried to sooth her, knowing full well father wasen't going to let me live alone until I had absolutly everything cleared; he cared like that. "Now, what does my little princess want for her birthday present?"

"All I could ever want is you," she giggled softly on the other end. "I'd really like it if we could play together. I've got a... VERY speical game planned. Just bring that outfit I love some much and some protection."

"Will do. I'll come over around 8. Stay pretty, alight?"

"Anything for you. Bye!" And I heard the phone click off on the other end, putting it back on the receiver with a sigh... what exactly could she be planning?

Turning around, I start heading for the stairs, only to catch you coming down, giving a salute of aknowledgement as I got closer. "Hey," I tussel your hair affectionatly. "I've got to get changed. You woulden't mind tossing one of mom's meals into the microwave for us, would you?"
 
I grabbed your hand as you messed up my hair. "No, I don't mind. You just get something... more on." I said as poked his chest, watching as a drop of water ran down his body. "And hurry before you get a cold."

I turned away then and went to the kitchen, skipping as I went. Once in the kitchen walked over to the cabinet and pulled it open, grabbing two plates as well as glasses. I brought them all to the table and set them down before walking over to the fridge, grabbing both a container of pasta and a liter of cola. Waling over to the micowave I set the cola down as I opened it up and placed the pasta container inside.

As it cooked grabbed the cola again and I popped the cap off. I walked over to the table and poured the cooled cola, filling both glasses to the very top before screwing the cap back on and putting it down. Picking them up I took them over to the table and placed one down then up the other down across the table. Just as I did the microwave beeped and I ran over to it, pulling it open and taking the now, hot pasta out.

On my way to the table I grabbed two forks, placing them next to the plates before putting some pasta on each. "Caleb, dinners ready!" I yelled before I sat down.
 
Nodding, I started quickly up the stairs, starting to feel the chlorine drying on my leg and wanting to get it off as quickly as possable. Taking a moment to scratch, I pulled myself into my room, not really paying too much attention before droping the towel, the chill starting to get into my member, revealed to the air after I folded up my trunks into the towel. Looking out the window for a moment, I reflected over the work I'd have to do the day after tommarow; cows where coming in for a worming... yippie. "Not much I can do about it though," I mused, heading back over to my dresser, looking to pull out a nice set of bumming cloaths.

However, when I opened up my top drawer, I found something a bit, strange. Or, rather, I diden't find something I expected to find. I toss about a couple of pairs of socks, sweatpants, and my winter gloves, but none of my boxers where anywhere to be seen. "Strange" I mumbled, opening up the rest of my drawers and digging through everything else, just in case I misplaced them. Nowhere. Confused, I lifted an eyebrow and thought... where could they be? I kept up that thought as I slipped on a pair of blue sweatpants just a bit too short for me and a white t-shirt, leaving my feet barefoot as I headed back downstairs, seeing the little spread you'd set out.

"Looks nice," I nodded in approval taking up the plate and giving it a good sniff. It smelled... nice, although something was a bit different about it. Some sort of spice, maybe? "Come on, let's eat."

I dug through my food relativly fast (It was a bad habit of mine... espeically when it smelled this good), hardly taking a breath to stop. When I was done, I surpressed a burp, simply pushing the plate off to the side, before looking over at you, still eating. "Say, you don't happen to know what happened to my boxers, do you?"
 
I watched you eat, smiling as I held back a giggle. It was always funny watching you eat food. You ate like you were starving or you thought someone was going to come in and take your food away. Me, on the other hand, took the time to eat, savoring the taste of the meal. After you were done I pushed a stray peice of hair behind my ear before grabbing my glass and taking a few small gulps.

"Say you don't happen to know what happened to my boxers do you?" The question took me a bit off guard as I set my glass back down.

"Mom, she didn't tell you?" I asked as I stood up. "Here, I'll be right back." I pushed in my chair before I turned and walked out of the kitchen, heading up the stairs to my bedroom. Once I walked into my room went straight to my dresser and bent down, pulling open the bottom drawer and grabbed some of your boxers in my hands. I was sure our mom told him that I had them or at least left him a few, but I guess I was wrong.

I head back down stairs after throwing the pairs I had in my hands on your bed. "Sorry bro, mommy wanted to buy me a few new shorts and she wanted to know how tight was to tight so she grabbed a few of your boxers for me to try on." I explained as I walked into the kitchen. I walked over to your side and kissed your cheek before grabbing your plate. I dropped them in the sink before taking my seat before saying, "I liked how they felt so mommy said I could have some and she would buy you more. I hope you don't mind." I gave a tiny shrug before starting to eat again.
 
"Really?" I asked, skeptical. It wasen't too hard o beleive... our mother had a penchent for making rather... ill adviced decisions. Still, to take ALL my boxers and leave them their, that seemed just a little more then she usually did. I decided not to dwell on the subject though, gulping down my cola and taking the glass over to the sink, pouring in the dish soup and starting to wash my own dishs and the tuperware.

"I'll take that as a compliment though," I added, almost absentmindedly as I dug into the cooked-on gunk. "I mean, you've always struck me as the cutesy underwear type, so I must be taking really good care of my cloths." For a breif moment, I wondered why on earth I was staying on the concept of underwear... but it diden't actully feel so bad right now. "Anyways, did you notice something different about your pasta?" I was working on the drying now, the baggy waste on my pants starting to slip a bit, revealing the fact that I really haden't had any underwear to put on.

Finnaly, I finish with my own dishs, slidding them away and putting the tuperware back into the drawer where we stored it. Sitting down next to you, I placed a hand on your knee to catch your attention, my hand every so slightly wet even after I dried it. "We've still got a movie to watch, remember. You haven't gotten OCD on be have you?" I chuckled a bit.
 
Looking down at my food, I thought for a moment. Trying to figure out if it did taste different or not. I took another bit just to be sure. "You know what, I think your right. Tasye like mommy added a new kind of spice though." I licked my lips and smiled. "But I like it! It taste... a bit sweet!"

I was chewing my last bit of food when you came over and put your hand on my knee. It was a bit cold, so a shiver went through out my body. I swollowed the last of my food, then drank down the last of my cola before I stood up. "Why don't you go pick out a movie for us to watch while I do my dishes." I said as I grabbed my plate and my glass. As you stood up I looked you over, no reason as of why, just something I did. I noticed your pants seemed to slide down before noticing something, a tad bit more.

"Umm I put some boxers on your bed just so you know. Sooo, if you know, wanted something more to put on... you know where they are." After I said this I walked past you, over to the sink where I started to clean my mess up.
 
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