Snowed in with Nothing but Body Heat – Part One

This is my first story, any criticism and comments are welcome but please try to keep it friendly and constructive. If you enjoy this story then please give it a positive rating and I will write a follow up as I hope to make this into a series. This first part will not include many sexual encounters; however, I plan on including much more as things go on with several more themes coming into it. Thank you and please enjoy!


Introduction

It was a cold, dark winter’s day at the Mcatee household and the family are spending the day indoors as the white blizzard of snow continuously falls. Not a glimpse of the blue sky or green grass is visible out the front canopy window in the living room. The sound of the wood crackling in the old, Victorian fireplace gives it a cosy aura of relaxation and warmth. A stark contrast to the below freezing temperatures beyond the confides of the three story house. Myles Mcatee sits on the dark brown leather armchair, watching the football on the large flat-screen TV as he waits for his best friend of 16 years, Ollie, to arrive. Myles’ parents are away for the week so he has asked Ollie over to stay, rather than throw a party because of the poor weather it would be too much of a risk. The two boys have the five bedroom, 3 bathroom Victorian house mostly to themselves for the week, apart from Myles’ sister, Leonna, who is two years younger than the 19 year old. She is therefore his responsibility according to his parents, even though the young adult plans to spend the week as far from her as possible while they both remain indoors. The television is soon turned off in rage as his team is beat by a miniscule difference, although the timing is good as the doorbell chimes through, announcing Ollie’s arrival.

Chapter One

Welcoming his friend indoors, out of the cold, taking his heavy jacket from him, and hanging it in the coat closet as Ollie sets down his gear for the week. The two 19 year olds are quite similar in looks but have their differences too.
Myles has honey blonde hair that is a medium length and swept side-wards with short sides. Sporting dark, ocean blue, close-set eyes, which compliment his lighter skin tone. His lips are what would be described as classic with a slightly awkward rollercoaster type curvature to them, resulting in them revealing his teeth most of the time, however his teeth are perfectly straight and frost white. Cheekbones set at a naturally neutral position with a narrow, undefined jaw line and rounded chin with a medium length, slightly upturned nose.
Meanwhile, Ollie has natural dark brown hair with an aggressive pompadour style. His eyes are almond shaped with a chocolate brown colour and he has a darker, olive complexion that comes from his Mediterranean heritage. He has a roman nose and angelic, even sized lips, similar to Myles, his teeth are flawless. Ollie has a more defined jaw line that is squarer, along with his chin, which has only the slightest of points to it. Both young adults have athletic builds, although Ollie is taller by two inches at 6’1ft. Having both been high school soccer players they are not as built as the footballer players but they are far more agile and mostly faster, they are no bodybuilders but their muscles are well defined and strong without being huge.
After setting his things down upstairs in one of the guest rooms, Ollie goes down into the living room where Myles has prepared two shots of Vodka to mark the start of their week. “This should warm us up a bit” Myles comments, his voice is a medium pitch with an upbeat tone, he picks up the shot glass and brings it to his lips, waiting for Ollie. “Don’t you have to look after your sister?” Ollie responds, his voice slightly deeper with a prevailing English accent he got from his mother, despite his question he picks up the glass and drinks it down, Myles following shortly after.
“Well yes but I’m sure she can look after herself at 17” He coos, shaking his head slightly as the shot tickles his throat and gives a slight burn in his stomach. The brown haired male shrugs and nods slightly, “Yeah, she probably doesn’t need a babysitter”. Ollie has always had a thing for Leonna, he practically watched her grow up and flower into the beautiful woman she is now. Ever since she was around 12 he knew that she would become model standard and definitely break many hearts in her teenage years, however, he has never seen her with so much as a male friend never mind a boyfriend despite her drop-dead looks and cheerful, bubbly personality. Maybe she is a lesbian or there are just no guys that interest her. For two years, she was actually the reason that Ollie came around so much, almost every day, he loves Myles’ company but it never compared to the eye candy that is his little sister.

After a few beers and one more shot, Myles is a little tipsy due to the fact he is quite the lightweight when it comes to alcohol. Ollie on the other hand is just feeling a mild buzz, whenever he drinks he seems to become quite relaxed and carefree, the opposite of Myles who is quite loud and jumpy. The snow outside continues to fall as the two men sit in the conservatory, lit only by the television and filled by the sound of music. The thick white powder rests on the glass, only allowing a view outside through the vertical panels. The door opens in one swift movement, out the corner of Ollie’s eye he sees Leonna. His head turns towards the door and his face lights up with a big smile which has a hint of mischief wiped across it.
Leonna is 5ft, 128pounds of absolute lust, she has medium length strawberry blonde hair – closer to the blonde side – which bounces elegantly on her shoulders, softly swept to the side, often described as a ‘blown out beauty’ style. The teen has the same eyes as her brother, dark, ocean blue and wide set. She has higher cheekbones and a thinner, more elegant face that is complimented by her thicker lips that have a wider flare but retains the rollercoaster style curvature. Everything about her face screams beauty and would make any man swoon. Currently she is wearing white cotton shorts, which may as well not be on at all due to the shortness. However, they show off her long and smooth, creamy legs which are nothing but sensuous. Her calves are slightly toned to a perfect amount; her thighs are not too thin nor too large and have a small love heart shaped gap just at the top below where they part. Leading down, her feet are small and delicate looking and her toes seem to have the same fashion, nails painted race car red just like her fingernails. Her hips are wider than her waist, which gives her nice curves, moving up across her flat stomach to her 32B breasts. It is so rare for them both to be the same, exactly in line but when it comes to Leonna, they are. Her black vest shirt surely shows off ample cleavage and reveals that she is braless due to the lack of straps and absence of the outline where the cup should be. Similar to her brother, her skin is quite fair and light, however, it has a slight glisten to it, likely due to some kind of moisturiser or oil.
Myles looks over to his little sister, “What’s up?” He questions.

“Oh, nothing, I was just coming down to see what is going on. I didn’t know Ollie was here, why didn’t you tell me and I would have came to say hello?” She responds, her voice soft and pure. She steps into the conservatory and closes the door behind her.

“Well I didn’t think you had to know, he isn’t really here to see you” Myles counters, bickering with her is a regular occurrence and the siblings often find something to do it over. Ollie chuckles to try to break the tension building in the small room. “Hey Leonna, don’t mind your brother, he is drunk. You know, cause he is a lightweight.” He winks, making sure Myles sees it too so he doesn’t get offended.

Her laugh is cute and giggly, sitting down nervously on the arm of the grey L-shape sofa, closest to Ollie. “Can I get a drink, of wine or something?” She asks, biting her lip. Ollie looks to Myles, who will have to tell her yes or no.
“No, you’re too little” He states, even though she is only a year underage of drinking.

“Oh come on man, let her enjoy herself too, if she gets drunk at least she will be here. Better experimenting with us than going out to a club and getting pissed” Ollie argues, fighting Leonna’s corner for her. His best friend sighs and motions to the rosy wine on the table, not yet opened because it suits neither of their tastes. Leonna smiles and literally jumps up with joy and lets out a little squeal, “Yey!” She grins, picking up the glass and opening up the wine, pouring into the glass until it is half-full. The strawberry blonde teen then sits herself down in between the two young men, slightly closer to Ollie. Both her feet perched on the edge of the cushion, knees to her chest while she takes her first sip, savouring the taste. “How is it?” Ollie asks, getting a nod from her.

“Great!” Leonna answers after swallowing, turning to her brother and giving him a kiss on the side of the forehead, her cherry red lipstick leaving a small mark as her curved wide flared lips leave his skin. Then turning to Ollie and leaning close to his ear as he drinks his beer. “Thank you for sticking up for me” She whispers ever so softly, her warm breath tickling his ear and neck up until he feels her damp lips touch his jaw line, placing a kiss on his clean shaved skin, lingering there for a few seconds and likely leaving a red mark which he decides to keep there. His response is a simple pat on the lap but he adds a gentle squeeze, enjoying the texture of her skin which is almost certainly been moisturised. It is the first time since she has sat down that Ollie notices her sweet aroma of cherry, it is either her lips or whatever she has on her skin, whichever it is – he loves it. Making sure to take deep breaths every now and then, just so it fills his nostrils and lungs for a few seconds more.

Chapter Two

As the night went on, Myles continued to drink while Ollie and Leonna only had a little more. The three bonded well and the bickering between the siblings stopped, evolving into some good laughs and friendly chat. Things went on and Leonna progressively got closer to Ollie until she eventually cuddled into his shoulder, being reassured of his acceptance of it when he proceeded to put his arm securely over her shoulder. Myles remained unaware of it due to his drunken state and sleepy demeanour which soon took over and sent him into a deep slumber. Now it is just the other two still awake, watching a chic flick movie on the TV. Which of course, Leonna put on. “This would never happen in real life, that girl is an idiot” Ollie comments, referring to the main character and the soppy dramas of the movie. Leonna looks up at him, adjusting herself in his grasp so she is pressing tighter to his muscular body. “Oh hush, it’s cute and romantic..” She whispers, moving her head onto his chest and breathing in his masculine scent. In his arms, she feels secure, as if nothing can hurt her. Leonna has always secretly had a thing for Ollie, she has always loved when he comes over to chill with Myles and has tried to show herself off to him and make him think of her as more than just his best friends little sister. There was an occasion when Ollie stayed over and she came out of the shower in just a towel, walking past him in the hallway and accidentally dropping the towel just as she passed. The teen is pretty certain that she saw him looking back at her rounded bubble butt, which has been toned to perfection with squats. “You girls and your romantic chic flicks, always looking for fairytale endings.” He whispers back, pulling her into him and reaching his other hand down under her legs, lifting them up onto his lap and pulling her up onto him so she is cradled against him. Leonna blushes in the darkness as she is mounted onto Ollie’s lap, biting her lip and shuffling a little when she realises she is placed right on his crotch. Ollie ignores the slight shuffle, assuming she is just trying to get comfortable even though it was on purpose but he does not know that. He thinks back to the time Leonna dropped her towel when passing him, the first time he has seen her without anything at all on, before that the most he has seen is what a skimpy bikini reveals. He couldn’t help but look back as she ran off, watching her bum jiggle and tense as she jogged off into her room before slamming the door shut in embarrassment. Later that night she was the sole focus of his fantasy as he stroked one out in the bathroom, imagining her riding him on the lid of the toilet while her family sat directly below them watching a movie.
“Ollie?” Leonna whispers, looking up at him, straining her neck to do so.

“Yeah, what’s up?” He asks softly.

“Do you… do you think I am attractive, I mean, I’ve never had a boyfriend and boys hardly show any interest in me” The female asks, causing Ollie to look down at her.

He stares at her, dumbfounded, “How could nobody show you interest… You are gorgeous and have a wonderful personality. If I was two years younger and wasn’t your brothers best friend then I’m pretty sure you I’d die for your number.” He tells her, lying slightly because he doesn’t really care about the small age gap, it is just the whole best friend thing. Leonna smiles up at him and blushes a bright red, “T-thank you… that’s cute of you to say so” She beams, reaching up and kissing his cheek, leaving a red marking of her lipstick. Her insides flutter at his compliments, it was really just a way of to see what he would say about her because in reality, she gets plenty attention from the opposite sex but pushes them all back. The reason for that is because she has her eyes on someone else, the same someone who has been around for almost all of her life. Ollie, of course. Even though she thinks her chances are next to none, a girl can dream.

The movie comes to a close and the credits begin to roll, Leonna and Ollie are still cuddled up to each other but she has just readjusted herself directly on his lap, facing him. Her feet and legs on either side of his strong thighs, one hand runs down his chest to his abs, feeling the integrity of them through his burgundy sweater that shows off his collarbones. Other hand wraps around the back of his neck, “Thanks for watching that with me and for helping me get a drink” She smiles, feeling confident from some occasional flirting that occurred through the movie. Ollie smiles and his cheeks flush as she touches his body, even if it is through his clothes. “Yeah, no problem. Can’t say I loved the movie but I did love your company” He whispers, putting both arms around her lower waist, hands resting on the bare skin of her back which has been revealed with her tank top pulled up slightly. Fingertips grazing the waistband of her shorts. They stare into each other’s eyes, embracing the warmth of each other’s bodies. Only inches away is Myles, the big brother of the girl sat on Ollie’s lap, gazing affectionately into his eyes. Ollie gulps slightly, if Myles wakes now he will be in deep shit. For that reason, he breaks the silence and speaks out, “We should go up to bed, it’s pretty late and I’m staying all week so there is no need to stay up late. Got plenty time to chat..” He whispers, his lips only inches away from hers. Leonna exhales slowly through her lips, feeling his warm breath touch her skin is exhilarating. Even though he has knocked her back, part of her understands and hopes it is because her brother is within arms length. Ollie is right, there is all week. “Yeah, you’re right. Could you tuck me in though?” She giggles, wrapping her other arm around his neck and resting her head on his chest.
“Sure thing” Ollie laughs, lifting her up almost effortlessly, carrying her through the house and up to the attic room, which is her bedroom. The room is dark and chilly but her body is warm and nice against his torso. Carrying the strawberry blonde to her bed and laying her down before covering her up and tucking her in tightly. “I hope you have a nice sleep and I’ll see you at breakfast, night Leonna.” He whispers, leaning down and kissing her softly on the nose in a rather cute fashion.
Leonna feels her heart melting and stomach erupting like a volcano of butterflies as he kisses her nose in the most adorable manner. “Goodnight Ollie, thank you for the great night!” She giggles, doing so when she is nervous. They part ways and Ollie goes to his bed after covering up Myles on the sofa, he lays his head down on the pillow and thinks about his best friends’ sister. Fantasising about her, imaging her next to him, slowly stroking his hard member after a long half hour of kissing. Rather than masturbate he decides to save it until he leaves, just in case he gets a chance at Leonna. Meanwhile, upstairs in the attic the teen recently put to bed rubs her clit furiously at the thought of Ollie, pounding his length deep inside her from above. Pinning her arms down above her head and thrusting at a hard pace until she comes to a shaking orgasm and he fills her with his thick cum.