A wake-up call for Belle

Jamie struggled awake, shaken out of a deep sleep by a piercing ringtone. His bleary eyes fluttered open, only to find himself face-first with a pair of boobs. The pair were barely constrained by a tight grey t-shirt, sheer enough he could see both nipples were stiff and poking through the material. It took his sleepy mind a moment to grasp what he was looking at, but as he reached up to rub his eyes and his hand brushed over the fabric of her t-shirt it hit him like a ton of bricks. There was a woman...lying right next to him! In his bed! He opened his mouth to scream in shock, before he suddenly remembered he was sharing a bed with Belle right now. Oh...right, these were his older sisters' boobs. He felt his cheeks flush red-hot as he stared at two soft mounds wrapped in fabric, unable to look away even as the ringtone blared away in the background. What had happened? Hadn't she been facing away from him when they'd gone to bed?

"What the fuck?" Belle snapped from above him, sounding tired and irritated. She stirred, propping herself up onto her elbow so she rested. Jamie tried not to move an inch. They were already lying so close to each other he could feel the heat of her skin on his bare legs and he was nervous if he even twitched he might end up pressed right against her. "Sorry Jamie..." She murmured, before turning onto her back to reach over to her bedside table. The boy found himself pressed against her side, his belly resting on firm muscle under the thin fabric of her t-shirt. He shifted, trying to squirm away and make room, but he was trapped between the wall of the room and his older sister's warm body. And her loose t-shirt that was all he had on kept riding up his bare thighs, exposing a sliver of smooth, pale skin dangerously close to his soft boyhood. Belle didn't even seem to notice, grabbing her phone from the table and taking a look at the screen. Her face fell, lips curling into a slightly worried frown. "Shit, it's mom." She sighed. Jamie flinched. Momma was calling? Had she found them out already? He felt his heart quicken, a cold, panicky feeling in his chest. "I'll take this outside." Belle sat up hurriedly and slipped off the end of the bed.

"Belle..." Jamie began, his voice a soft whimper, but she didn't seem to hear him, already stepping for the door and lifting her phone to her ear. The boy could only watch as his older sister disappeared out into the corridor and closed the door firmly behind her. He was left in this strange, unfamiliar bedroom all alone, his stomach churning with worry. Jamie shifted slightly on the small bed, and found himself laying in the same spot Belle had just been. The sheets underneath him were still warm and crinkled, a slight hollow in the pillow where her head had been. He wished she hadn't just left him here like this. Even if it was...bad news, if Momma had somehow found them out and was coming to drag him back home and punish him, he just wanted to be with her when they found out. At least she could comfort him then and make him feel better, she'd always been so good at that when they were younger.

For some minutes, the boy just lay there, his fingers gently tracing over the warm blankets. The bed even smelled like Belle, a warm, feminine scent that tingled in his nostrils as he lay against her pillow. There...was something a bit comforting about that, like even if she wasn't here to hug him at least he could feel a bit like she was. What was taking her so long anyway? Jamie sighed sadly, his lip starting to quiver, he just wanted her back. Rolling onto his belly, he buried his face in the pillow and breathed in her smell, just wanting more of that comfort that was all he had right now. Slowly, the warm, tingly feeling her scent stirred inside him was drifting lower, settling first in his belly where it fluttered like a swarm of butterflies. Then, as he shifted against the sheets he felt a tingling, insistent ache between his legs, growing stronger each moment he spent buried in his older sister's pillow.

Hardly even noticing what he was doing, Jamie's hips slowly started bucking against the bed beneath him. His stiffening boyhood was pressed against the sheets, trapped between his body and the soft fabric below him, and when he ground it down he felt the pleasurable ache grow inside his belly. It felt good...really good, and while he was doing this he didn't have to think about what Momma calling might mean, or why his older sister had just left him here. All he focused on was the hot ache between his legs as he thrust against the bed that smelled so much like her.

"Belle..." He whimpered as he rubbed his dick against her sheets. The ache was growing more and more urgent, just like when he rubbed his boyhood under the blankets at night and fantasised about all sorts of naughty things that boys shouldn't even think about. He knew he was getting close to cumming, his thrusts against the sheets growing more urgent. A vision filled his mind, of his beautiful older sister's hand between his legs, stroking and teasing his aching boyhood, telling him she'd look after him. He bit his lip at the surge of heat that sent through his trembling body.

At that moment, the door to the room swung open. With a shrill yelp, Jamie squirmed up, sitting there awkwardly on the bed with a hand flung across his aching erection. He glanced hurriedly over his shoulder, cheeks burning so hot they had to be scarlet. Belle was standing in the doorway, still wearing her t-shirt and loose pants. She was staring at him, her eyes wide. Suddenly, she stepped forward with a gasp and slammed the door shut behind her, her trembling fingers fastening the lock closed as well.

"Uh...Jamie, fix your shirt...please." She stammered, her wide eyes fixed on his back. Jamie frowned in confusion, still finding it pretty hard to think through the lingering haze of lust and the needy ache between his legs. Then he felt cool air tingling on the soft cheeks of his naked butt. While he'd been humping the bed, his t-shirt had slid up, exposing his entire lower half. His butt was bare...right where she could see it!

"Oh...!" He squealed, grabbing the hem of the shirt and yanking it down as quick as he could. Kneeling up, he just about managed to fight it down over his butt and his aching boyhood too, throbbing hot and stiff as it pressed into his belly. At least...she hadn't seen that!

"Damn, I didn't even realise you were naked underneath." His older sister gasped, sounding rather breathless as she stared at him across the room. Her cheeks were flushed, almost as red as his own must be...she must be so embarrassed to stumble in and see her little brother in such a shameless position! How could he have been so stupid? "The whole time...we were sleeping too, huh? Bare and all. You should have told me you didn't have any underwear, I could have found you...something to wear."

"Sorry, Belle..." Jamie glanced down, wishing he'd done just that. Why hadn't he asked for a pair of her boxers or something? There just hadn't seemed to be time yesterday, and the thought of wearing something of hers pressed against his dick still seemed...rather embarrassing. Not any more than her seeing him half-naked with his boyhood shamefully hard in her bed though, surely!

"We'll deal with that, I guess, but first...I've got some bad news." Belle shook her head, before straightening up and looking rather serious, apart from the red flush still coloring her pale cheeks. She stepped over to the bed, standing there over him. Jamie just looked sadly down at the floor. So...he'd been right. Momma had found them after all, on the very first day! "Sit here, legs off the end, little bro, we need to talk."

"Yes, Belle." Jamie sniffled, already feeling his throat getting tight. Belle had tried so hard and done so much for him...he knew it must have been his fault. He'd probably left something in his bag back home that had led Momma right to them! Now he was going to be taken away from his older sister and shipped off to be married to that horrible Ms. Berg! He sat where Belle had told him, staring sadly at the floor. She turned and slipped down to sit right beside him, close enough their shoulders were almost touching and her leg lay just against his own. Even as his heart ached miserably, Jamie felt a hot ache in his still stiff dick at that.

"Okay, so...mom is really pissed." Belle began haltingly, staring at his face with concern in her eyes. "Like...way more than I thought she'd be. I mean I knew she'd be angry about you disappearing, but she is freaking out. She was screaming down the phone at me if I'd seen anything, or if you'd talked to me about where you were going. I told her I didn't know anything, of course." She paused, seeming to take a moment gather her thoughts.

"Wait...she doesn't know I'm here?" Jamie stammered out.

"Oh...you thought, no, she has no idea!" Belle replied quickly. Suddenly her arm was wrapped around her shoulder and she tugged him gently into her. Before he knew it, he was laying against her side, her strong arm gently holding him there. "Ah, that was why you looked so scared for a moment, wasn't it? Sorry, Jamie, should have said something sooner. Nope, mom knows absolutely nothing. In fact she's driving halfway across the country right now looking for you where those tickets we bought said you were going, and when she gets there she's going to have no clue where you went next. She doesn't suspect a thing from me. As far as she knows I left way before you did so there's no chance I was involved." The boy nodded hurriedly, feeling a surge of relief. Momma didn't know! She wasn't coming to take him away from Belle after all! He smiled eagerly, throwing his own arm around Belle's side and hugging her back while burying his head in her warm shoulder. She smelled...even better like this. "Don't get so excited just yet." Belle continued, but she was smiling too, and hugging him to her even tighter. "The fact that she's this angry over what happened might mean I have to keep you here a little longer, okay? We've got to wait until she's calm enough to talk things out without calling the police or something, and right now that sounds like it might take a few more days than I thought it would. Guess you're stuck with me for a while. You sure you're okay with that? It'd be...tough, but maybe I can find a cheap hotel room or something and put you up there."

"No...this is fine." Jamie murmured into her shoulder, nuzzling against his strong, brave older sister who was so good at protecting him. He'd be totally lost without her...this morning had shown him that much. "I can stay here...as long as I need to."

"Okay." She patted his back with her big, warm hand. "It's just the two of us then. You and me against the world, huh, little bro?"

"Yes..." Jamie giggled. As his nervousness faded, he felt the aching need between his legs return, somehow even stronger now he was cuddled up against the warm body of his handsome older sister. It was...mostly easy to ignore though, even as his stiff erection throbbed against the fabric of her shirt, aching for a warm, sisterly hand to soothe it. He didn't even want to think about how naughty and slutty he was to get hard over Belle again...he could deal with that later. For now he just wanted to hug her tight and forget about everything else...