I woke up the morning after the first time I had fucked my younger brother, with my brother Joe in the bed beside me. We were both "al fresco". It felt really good to have such a caring man next to me. It felt even better that it was my wonderful brother. That he has such a marvelous cock, makes it that much better. I was quietly laying there just watching the sun come up and listening to him snore for a moment. No reason to be in any hurry, it's Saturday, after all.
I got up, put on my nightshirt and went to the bathroom. I heard him call out for me. I went back in to see if he was OK.
He asked "What time is it?"
"It's ΒΌ to 7." I told him.
He smiled at me and rolled over for some more shut eye. I couldn't say I blamed him after last night. I turned to go to the kitchen and make some coffee. I had one of those coffee presses. I know, some people hate them, but I kind of like the process and the coffee ain't too shabby. I put on the kettle and straightened up the place a bit. I washed the dishes and when the kettle piped up, I made the coffee and let it steep.
I heard Joe stir and go to the bathroom. When he came out to the kitchen, he hadn't put on anything. He had left his stuff in the hall closet. Since he had slept on the couch at first, it was more convenient and we had not discussed changing the sleeping arrangements. We hadn't decided if they should change in light of the new situation. He came into the kitchen and asked for some coffee.
"Coffee please - black" he said.
I finished pressing it and poured two cups for us. We drank our coffee in semi-silence. I would speak in simple "yes-no" questions and he would grunt or grumble as appropriate. Obviously, not a morning person.
As he drank his coffee, he went to the closet to get his bag. I walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. He set the cup on the end table, grabbed the bag, fumbled through it, and came up with some red running shorts & a black tank top. He thanked me for the coffee and kissed my cheek softly as he walked past me to go get a shower. I took my cup and went to the sitting area near the living room window to enjoy the sunrise with my coffee. I pulled my desk chair over to the window and watched the city start its day.
When he finished his shower, I went to get mine while he brushed his teeth. It was good to have a familiar face in the place. I hadn't realized how much I missed the family and the effect it had on me since Mike left. I guess Mike leaving was inevitable but it still sucked to be on my own with no one familiar around. I had made friends at school, but nothing like the feeling of family. Mostly, just bubble headed co-eds and party girls. The guys were not really interested in setting up "house" and I wasn't about to just sleep with some random guy. Besides, Joe was here now and things had REALLY changed.
The shower felt really deserved. I would have normally used this time to play with my pussy, but she was still resting from the treatment she got last night. I finished and got out. I wrapped a towel around me and went out to the linen closet to get one for my hair. I dried my hair as I walked out and saw Joe. He had dressed in the shorts and tank top. He was having another cup of coffee in the chair I left by the window. He looked right at home. I wrapped the towel around my hair. I went to brush my teeth.
A few minutes passed and I heard him call from the kitchen for breakfast. I came out to hear him better.