Fission 2

Silence falls upon the room like a heavy blanket. You hold your breath, waiting for someone to break it. It never comes. The seconds drag out painfully. Nobody utters a single word. The only sound to be heard is that of the ticking clock.

After what seems like an eternity, Crystal clears her throat softly, and speaks.

"Sorry, could you repeat that?"

"I said, 'It's Mom'," you reply, forcing yourself to speak normally, not wanting to show how nervous you are. "My girlfriend. It's Mom. We've been fucking for weeks."

Another long silence follows, as everyone processes this new piece of information.

"Is this some sort of prank?" Crystal asks slowly, suspicion in her voice. "Are you... you're not serious, right? Like, please don't tell me you're actually..."

Lisa takes a deep breath and breaks the news to them as gently as possible. "Yes, girls. Doug and I have been having sex for a while now. This isn't some joke or a trick. It's real. We're together."

Their responses are... colorful.

"Fuck! That is fucked up!" Sarah exclaims, almost shouting, covering her mouth in disbelief. "Holy shit! Why? How? What the hell?!"

"I have to agree," Crystal chimes in, crossing her arms, looking from Lisa to you. "This is ridiculous. I cannot believe you actually did this, Mom. What were you thinking?"

Your mother stares at them blankly, her expression unchanging. She then turns to face you, raising her eyebrow slightly, urging you to talk. You clear your throat and speak up.

"I was the one to start it, actually. If you must blame anyone, blame me. I made the first move."

Crystal's head swivels to look at you incredulously. "You? But why? How? Why would you even want to...?" Her words die down, unable to finish. She doesn't seem to be able to make sense of it all.

Sarah lets out an angry huff, glaring at the both of you, clearly upset about the whole situation.

"Well isn't that just dandy! My own brother is screwing our mom. Great, good job there. Anything else you wanna tell us?" She folds her hands on the table and glares at you with daggers in her eyes.

"Actually," Lisa interjects, clearing her throat loudly to get their attention. "Yes."

All eyes turn to look at her. Her cheeks flush lightly, and she hesitates for a moment before continuing.

"I was let go from my job three weeks ago, for reasons that aren't important right now," she starts, speaking slowly, choosing her words carefully. "And... well... I haven't been able to find another position, so I started looking into alternatives. Doug offered to help me out, so..."

She takes a deep breath, then looks away, staring into empty space for a few moments. Then, suddenly, she speaks again, sounding somewhat more confident than before.

"In order to make money, we shot a porno."

Silence falls upon the room once more, only this time, it's more pronounced. It lasts longer this time, almost a full minute. You're not sure if the shock is wearing off or they just don't know what to say anymore. Sarah's jaw hangs open, and Crystal's mouth is pressed tightly shut. You can see them mentally trying to process this new information.

Finally, after a while, Crystal breaks the silence.

"Excuse me," she mumbles, getting up from the chair. She staggers out of the living room and towards her room without saying another word. Sarah watches her leave, but stays put. You can hear Crystal close her door behind her, and lock it. Lisa bites her lip lightly and sighs softly. She gets up from her chair and follows Crystal upstairs, knocking at her door.

You and Sarah stay behind in the dining room, unsure of what to do or say. Your heart sinks into your stomach. This isn't going well.

"Doug," she whispers urgently, grabbing you by the shoulder, waving her hand in front of your face. "Are you okay? What's going on?"

You look at her, seeing the worry in her eyes. Instead of answering, you lean closer and hug her gently, wrapping your arms around her body. She feels tense, and struggles for a moment, but eventually returns your embrace.

"Sis, I'm good. The last few weeks have been the best of my life, I promise. I'm happy right now," you murmur into her ear. You feel her relax a little bit, and she wraps her arm around you, pulling you close.

"Are you sure?" She asks, concern still evident in her voice. "I'm worried about you."

"Don't be. I've never been better," you reply with a smile.

She pulls away, looking into your eyes with a frown, as if searching for any signs of distress. After a minute, she nods, convinced, and hugs you again.

"A porno, she said?" She asks curiously. "How did that happen?"

You take a deep breath, then start talking, explaining what happened. How things evolved slowly, starting with just a few intimate moments together, and how it all ended with your decision to shoot a video. You tell her everything, keeping nothing back. You know you can trust her, and even though she's upset, you hope she'll understand, once she hears the whole story.

She listens carefully, nodding along, taking in every detail. When you finish, she gives you another hug, longer this time. You close your eyes, enjoying her touch, feeling safe and comfortable in her arms.

"Jeez, bro," she whispers softly. "Way to go."

"Aren't you mad? Upset?" You ask, your heart beating nervously.

She doesn't answer immediately, sorting through her feelings instead.

"No, not really. Shocked? Yes. Incredulous? Absolutely. A bit disappointed that I didn't get my dick wet even once the entire time while you guys screwed like rabbits? Yeah, that too," she laughs bitterly.

"Boys suck, yes?" You chuckle.

"Well, apparently, my brother sucks with particular enthusiasm!" She with a cheeky grin on her face.

Eyes narrowing, you decide to engage in the time-honored tradition and duty that all older brothers share - tickling their little sisters until they beg for mercy! She doesn't stand a chance. It takes no more than three minutes for you to reduce Sarah to a helpless giggling mess.

"I yield! Stop! Nooo!" She cries out between fits of laughter. "Mercy! Mercy, please!"

You let up, grinning, but not giving her any room to escape. She slumps forward against your chest, panting heavily from laughter, exhausted. She stays like that for a few moments, breathing deeply, then lifts herself off of you, getting back onto her feet.

"Alright, point taken. So... I guess Mom is talking to Crystal right now?" She asks, trying to change the subject.

"Yeah, I think we should leave them alone for now. It might take a while. We can check on them later."

"Sounds good. Alright, then I guess I'll be in my room if you need me," she sighs. She walks to the stairs, then pauses and looks back at you. "Hey, Doug?"

"Yes?"

She hesitates for a moment, biting her lip lightly, fidgeting with her fingers.

"That porn, you said you wanted to wait until we were back home, to give us the heads-up? Did you upload it yet?"

You shake your head. "No, not yet. The plan was to do it tomorrow."

"Alright, where is it? There's no way in hell I'm not watching it before it goes live. I wanna see what all the fuss is about."

Your cheeks flush a bit, but you had prepared for the eventuality. It's not like they wouldn't see it eventually anyway, so grab the USB stick off the counter and hand it over to her, trying to make yourself as small as possible.

She takes it, grinning down at you. "Aww, look at my big brother all shy and embarrassed," she coos teasingly. "Thanks." Then, with a wink, she climbs the stairs to her bedroom, leaving you behind.