The Fort Will Protect Us

Hey guys! Here is Part Two of No One Can Get us!

Once the clock struck 11, our parents left to their rooms, saying, "Boys, it's bed-time, turn off all of the lights." Both me and my brother gasped a bit, but then we nodded and stood up. We obediently turned off the lights and last to dim was the calming blue glow of the TV. Naturally we began to construct a fort from couch pillows, creating a wall. Next, we grabbed a slightly tall lamp which served as our only beacon of salvation. It was draped with a large blanket from our room. By letting the sides fall cozily within the pillow walls our security was formed. My brother lifted the blanket and let me in first, then he went in after. The fractured light shadowed by fabric feinted a womb of warmth, shared by two brothers less than a year apart.

I whimpered more, and looked at my brother, "Is the monster going to get us? Is it?" I was panicking. My brother then did the sweetest thing. He pulled my skinny little body into his lap, and laid back. Keep in mind that we only had underwear on. I think this may have been the point where we both realized we liked the male body, as we both had an erection.


 He began to gently rub his hands on my butt, which surprisingly gave me comfort. As he said, "It's fine. We'll be alright..." I began to settle my  nerves. I don't know how long we stayed there, snuggled tightly together, but we eventually fell asleep.

 My parents likely woke up to find an elaborate pillow fort in the living room. They probably walked past un-phased, since me and my brother always did odd things (as you will see in my next story. Foreshadowing!) But within the fort was me, being held and caressed by my protective big brother.

The End

Next time, I'll be talking about the many attempts me and my brother made to do friendship flips!

Mark