"Thunderbirds one and two returning to base John" Scott stated over the comms. "Good work one and two, that s another successful mission;
Go back to Tracey Island and get some rest, I ll be in touch later - Over and out" John replied proudly from his very own office orbiting earth known as Thunderbird 5.
Gordon and Virgil were on their way back from their mission of rescuing miners from a collapsing mine shaft deep within the earth s core, extracting gold and other precious metals for the wealthy to wear. "Hey Virg?" Gordon said questioningly. Virgil motioned his head not allowing himself to be distracted whilst flying one of the largest ships in the sky. "What s up Bro? You have been really quiet recently" Gordon asked whilst looking at him in a concerned way. Virgil was not the type to get emotional, Even when their mother died he was the strongest out of the 5 brothers. He always was, His 'calm under pressure' and gentle ways were something only he possessed out of the 5.
All the others were more head on, the 'Let s do this thing!' sort of attitude the same as their dad, Virgil took more after their mother than anyone. Virgil looked over at Gordon pulling a typical calm Virgil face and plain out said "Nothing why?" Gordon wasn t having it, he knew his brother possibly better than he knew himself. Gordon and Virgil were close brothers, they understood one another despite being so different.
Gordon being the joker and the overly confident one, and Virgil being the more creative Artist in the family. "These past few weeks you have been spending a lot of time on your own, hell you have even slowed on the painting and drawing -and not to mention the piano!" Virgil stared out of the windshield of TB2, Tracey island a small spec in the distance. He knew it wasn t long before he would be home. "I ve just been thinking" he said trying to get his brother off his back, He knew what Gordon was trying to do and he knew he was only trying to help. "About what?" Gordon continued. "It s nothing - Look Were nearing home; why don t you do what your meant to be doing and prepare us for landing" Virgil snapped. *Wow, what s gotten in to him?* Gordon wandered, he went quiet and began preparing TB2 for landing in front of the T2 cylo at Tracey island.
A short while after landing, the two brothers climbed out of the hatch of TB2 and jumped down onto the metal ramp returning to the main living space on Tracey Island. They walked back and sat in the living room only to be greeted as usual by an overly excited teenager known as Alan. "How'd it go guys? What happened? John hung up on me over the comms, I only wanted to know what was going on, and if I could help!" he said approaching Gordon who was looking most talkative out of the two. "It was good bro, we used the mole to dig down to the mine, and Virgil went out and rescued the trapped miners" Gordon said looking at Virgil, trying to flatter him and make him the hero of the mission as if to cheer him up. Virgil gave a small smile and went to take a shower and wash the dirt off himself.
As Gordon talked to Alan; keeping him amused by telling tales of their latest mission, Virgil went to the en suit of his bedroom and stripped off his tight IR rescue suit. I dumped it down on the warm tiled floor and turned on the shower. He looked at himself in the mirror, Virgil being the largest of the 5 brothers: had a broad and defined chest. His hand trialed its way across his chest and went down to his stomach. His slim waist and a natural 6 pack in the making, and twitched under the touch. Dried dirt crumbled of his body hitting the floor. He sighed, *Why do I feel like this? What s the matter with me? Gordons are beginning to notice!* were the only thoughts whirling around in his mind. As he stepped into the shower the hot water enveloping his sweaty dirt ridden body, he felt relieved. Relieved to be away from everyone, to consult his feelings alone. He knew what was wrong, He always did. Could he do anything about it? Not really. That s the problem about being a part of a secret organisation. Being a hero and saving lives has its drawbacks. Not being able to go over to the mainland, exposing yourself to the public and risking the location and secrets of the billion pound company his father created for the world. Virgil sighed in relief letting the warm water wash the stresses of his body.
His hand started roaming again, however it was much faster finding its destination. It ran along his defined chest and then down his Abs to find his hung cock In hibernation. He gently started to stroke it under the water. He moaned under his breath as the inner pressure was beginning to be relieved. He leaned back against The cold wall of the shower stroking his shaft as the dirt and sweat were washed off his ripped body. His cock began to fill and became intensely hard. He knew there was no going back now. He allowed himself to rub faster as the sensation became more and more intense, he closed his eyes and his mind dissolved into his world filled with love and lust for someone who was so close to him, yet so far. Then minutes later with a loud grunt, he released his load against the shower wall opposite of the confined cubicle. He opened his eyes in relief to see what the damage was of his release. The lower part of the wall was coated in 3 streams of translucent white seamen sliding down into the shower tray. He picked up the shower head and aimed it at the wall to wash it off, then aimed it at the rapidly softening dick he had just serviced. He washed himself down with some soap and washed his hair, after cleaning himself up he exited the shower and continued to dry himself off. Virgil had a plan for tonight, something he had been planning for the past few weeks. Tonight was the night. We went to his room to prepare and waste some time before it was time.
Gordon meanwhile was still in the living space trying to get away from Alan so he can get a shower, "How many miners were their Gordo?" Alan asked, continuing his interrogation of Gordon. "Look Alan, I know you mean well but I m tired. I need a shower and I need to chillax for abit. Can we talk later?" The darker blond said to his younger brother. "Ok, ok... See you in abit" Alan said disappointedly. Gordon then got up and gave him a fist bump that only the two youngest brothers were allowed to do; or so they said, it was uncool for the older brothers to do it. The dark blond teen got up and went over to his bedroom opposite Virgil s room. As he went in he could hear the sound of his shower running and thought little of it. He went in and took off his Aquanaught IR uniform and placed it on the bed ready to be sent for laundry. In his boxers he wore underneath he went over to his en suit and began his showering process. About 10 minutes later he had finished and walked out with a towel wrapped around his slim waist. Gordon was by far the leanest Tracey brother, it was likely from all of the swimming that he does. A strongly defined chest with a smooth stomach to match, strong arms and legs accompanied his smooth body and provided the power he needed on the missions. Gordon wasn t very overly tall for his age either so he needed all the strength he could get. He lay on his bed in his towel and picked up a magazine about diving, after flicking through his magazine and becoming board he decided he would go out for a swim, so he got up and put on his swim shorts. Quite often someone would accompany him in his evening swim to pass some time. He decided to see if Virgil was free *it might cheer him up* he thought to himself. He went over to his door and knocked gently hearing that the shower had been shut off.
Virgil was relaxing on his bed tired from the mission. He needed to relax for what he had planned for tonight, his eyes were closed and was deep in thought about how he would travel to the main land. It wasn t like he could just take a Thunderbird and land it in the streets, no the Thunderbirds were only allowed to be used if there was a mission at hand or had otherwise been authorised by their Dad - Jeff. His thoughts were interrupted by a gentle knocking on his door. "Come in." Virgil stated wearily. Gordon slowly opened the door and stepped in. "Hey Virg, I was gonna go out for a swim, I was wandering if you wanted to come?" The fair blonde said to his Dark haired stronger older brother. "Urggh, do I have to Gordo, Cant Alan go with you?" he asked. "Noooo" Gordon whined "He s being annoying again, and he won t stop asking me about the mission. And besides I wanna go with youu" Gordon said with a puppy look on his face. Virgil could not deny Gordon s cute look, he always got what he wanted from Virgil when he did it, and it melted him. He sighed, "Ok, ok coming... He said. Gordon smiled a wide grin and gave a small celebration to himself "Yayy!" Virgil watched how happy he was. *Damn he s adorable* he said to himself. Virgil got up and went to put his swim shorts on in his bathroom. The dynamique duo then set off for the pool passing Scott on their travels. "Going for a swim are we?" Gordon smiled and went on ahead "Urgh yeah" Virgil said tiredly "I ve been dragged along for the ride by him" he continued pointing over to Gordon of whom was walking with a spring in his step clearly grinning to himself in achievement. "Oh Virg, cheer up!" Scott said in a tease thumping him on the arm. *Damn Virg you re really asking for it aren t you?* Virgil said to himself. He clearly was grumpy, which was unlike him, he was often called emotionless as he rarely changes from what the others called 'Virgil mode'. They continued walking down to the pool and Gordon jumped in, shortly followed by Virgil. As they both began to rise back to the surface of the water, Gordon pulled a silly face to Virgil underwater. This made Virgil laugh, as they emerged to the surface of the water, Virgil wanted his own back on Gordon for making him laugh underwater. So proceeded to jump Gordon and play wrestle him, laughs and screams were heard throughout Tracey Island as the two brothers played in the water.
Eyes lifted from a collection of papers, dark serious eyes. Eyes that had seen everything a man needed to see; and more. Some of these things he wished he could forget, a thick head of grey hair looked towards the bar in the study. The older man in his mid to late 60's got up and walked over to pour a small glass of whiskey, his favourite alcoholic beverage. He could hear the sound of laughter and decided to investigate where the source of the noise was coming from. In his grey sweater and off white beige coloured trousers the man walked out to the front of the island where the pool was located, the source of the noise that distracted him was found. Their he saw two of his boys playing in the pool; his third son Virgil aged 18 and his fourth youngest Gordon 16. "Hello boys" he said sternly however in a welcoming way, Gordon who was currently sat on Virgil s shoulders legs wrapped around Virgil s neck looked over, "Hey Dad!" was all that could be said before he lost his balance and fell backwards in the water. Virgil left stood in the middle of the pool looked over and gave him a thumbs up nervously knowing Gordon would be returning very soon. Jeff Tracey took a small sip of his whiskey and proceeded to lie down on a sun lounder chair beside the pool to rest himself from a day s paperwork. We watched on as Virgil looked around himself nervously as Gordon swam around him circling like a shark.
"SQUID ATTACK!" Gordon shouted as he launched out of the water at Virgil taking him right of his feet, he fell backwards back underwater. The two wrestled each other in a tangle of arms and legs. "Ok, ok I surrender!" Virgil said as he fought Gordon off him trying to use as little of his strength as possible, trying not to hurt his brother Gordon. Gordon laid of his next move as he accepted his surrender knowing not to push it too far and put him back in a bad mood. *Haha typical Gordon, saying 'Squid attack'. His favourite animal* Virgil realised. Before he exited the pool Virgil motioned Gordon to come over to him. Gordon swam under the water towards him at an unbeatable speed, and rose above the water right in front of him. "Thanks, I needed that. It s helped me to relax abit" Virgil said to Gordon. "I m sorry I ve been a grump lately, I ve just had a lot on my mind." Gordon smiled and took his brother into a small hug. Virgil embraced him and left the pool shortly after. He joined his father in the sun loungers trying to get a tan. Gordon rose out of the pool soon after, Virgil tried to look over without anyone noticing. He managed to steel some glances. His smooth body wet and lightly tanned. His swim shorts wet up against his skin revealed the bulge beneath. Virgil smiled to himself knowing that would be all he would be getting for today. Gordon went in to wash off the chorine water from his body and changed into his jeans 3/4 length shorts and trade mark Hawaiian shirt. Gordon returned outside and relaxed with vigil and Jeff by the pool.
"Dinner!" cried a familiar voice from the direction of the kitchen, Then like vulchers the whole family raced their way into the kitchen to see what Tin-Tin and Grandma Tracey had made them. Perfectly cooked vegetables and delicately seasoned potatoes made by Tin-Tin, followed by a lump of what was possibly a chicken; now left as a horribly burned piece of charcoal fresh from the oven. "Roast chicken dinner!" Grandma Tracey announced proudly at the head of the table. She seated herself shortly followed by the rest of the family at their usual chairs. Jeff at the head of the table looked down at what lay before him that he had to carve up, *I m gonna need more than just this knife to chop this up with* then with extreme caution he proceeded to carve up the chicken laying pieces of it down on the side of each of many plates that lay before him. "Dibbs on a leg!" Alan called out. "You'll get what s given" Jeff replied.
*5 MINUETS LATER*
Jeff gave a look of desperation to Virgil who was sat closest to him, Jeff who was sawing like a maniac at what was likely to be a chicken, looked on for help from his strongest son. Virgil who then grabbed a fork and between them they managed to prize apart various different pieces of meat, "Oh you boys make such a fuss, that chicken was cooked to perfection, and now look what s become of the poor little thing" Grandma Tracey stated. Slowly pieces of brown meat, with black edges were passed around the table and everyone began eating. "Mmmm this is delicious Grandma" Scott said whilst pulling a face. *I bet John is having a better meal than I am right now* he thought whilst eating the charred chicken. Eventually everyone finished up with their dinner, Virgil looked at the clock and sighed to himself *Damn 6:30pm and I haven t thought of anything on how to get to the mainland* He knew it wasn t too far away from Tracey island about 10/15 miles. He knew he couldn t swim it, Even Gordon would think twice before even trying it. *Maybe Brains will have an idea*. Virgil got up from the table and asked Brains if he could see him in his lab, "Sh-sh-shure Virgil" Brains said as he also got up from the table. They both went down the spiral stairs to the Lab where Brains stored all of his Gadgets and Gizmos. "Hey Brains" Virgil asked questioningly, "Do we have a boat of any sort? Preferably a power boat?" He asked as innocent as possible. "Uur I-I-I th-th-think so yes we do!" Brains said remembering an old boat in an out building that was used for storage. "Why d-d-do you need a b-b-boat?" He asked in curiosity. "Oh well err" Virgil stuttered, his right hand reaching to the back of his head scratching trying to think of an excuse. "I was going to take some Photography of the island tomorrow morning first thing, I reckoned it might be nice to have some photos to keep for record." Was all he could think of? *Wow Virg. Just wow, since when have you been interested in photography?* he thought to himself. "Oh t-t-that sounds like an n-n-nice idea" Brains stammered, "C-c-come with me let s see if we can get it working" Virgil followed Brains closely, the left the Lab and went through the main building of the Island. Past the pool and near the entrance to the forest near a small cove, their laid a ruined building with old rotten doors weathered by the sea breeze. Virgil pulled open one of the doors and right there in front of them lay an old motor boat, "J-J-Jeff and Lucy used to u-u-use this boat when Scott and John were just babies, T-t-they would go all round the island on it and t-take photos and just relaxed on it". - "Peeerfect" Virgil said evilly, He never knew this boat existed or this shed for that matter. Between the two of them they managed to pull the boat out and down to the shore of the beach. They looked at the outboard motor. "W-well, it hasn t been run for years but I guess it s worth a try" Brains said with a look of concern but excitement. Brains proceeded to check the oil levels and petrol and after topping up deemed it ready for an attempt of starting. Virgil took the rip cord and yanked on it. No luck. Again. Nothing. Brains altered the choke setting to see if that would help. Another yank from Virgil, the engine made some attempt to start. "T-t-try that again" Brains said Virgil again yanked the chord. The engine chugged its way back into life, "YES!" Virgil cheered. "Nice on Brains!" Virgil pushed the boat into the gentle evening sea and climbed in. He gently twisted the engine throttle to see if it would propel the boat in further, the boat slowly made its way into the sea. He next checked for holes and leaks. "All good!" Virgil shouted back to shore. "G-g-Good!" Brains stammered back. Brains made his way back to the main house and back to his Lab to mess with another invention. Virgil turned the boat around and headed for the sea shore. He docked the boat on the beach and climbed out, "Later my pretty, Later" he whispered. He too went back to the house to collect some items for his secret night outing.