"Wh…What are you saying Theodore?"
"You know exactly what I'm saying…" he whispered, still clinging on to his jumper.
Simon wanted to tell his little brother that his feelings were wrong, misguided, sick even but he had a notion that Theodore already mentally tortured himself enough. By the looks of the quivering boy he already knew this anyway.
"Why do you feel this way?"
"I don't know… but his smell makes my head dizzy"
Theodore's naivety was so adorable to Simon, he would usually chuckle at this but the revelation had rendered him dumbfounded.
"His smell…? You do know he rarely showers right?"
"I…I know but every time I'm really close to him his smell overwhelms me to the point where I feel powerless…"
"Well Theo…I'm obviously shocked but…I'm proud that you were brave enough to tell me" he said, tightening the hug.
The emotionally spent chipmunk remained silent just enjoying the closeness. Simon thoughts were racing about in his brilliant mind trying to think of something to say or do to help. After a few minutes Simon heard him breathe deeply and rhythmically so he tried his best not to wake him as he gently laid him down, covering him and talking teddy with the duvet and delicately kissing his forehead before leaving the room quietly.
"What am I going to tell Alvin?" he said to himself whilst descending back down the stairs.
"Where'd you go?" asked the oldest brother who was now watching an action movie.
"I just went to see what Theodore was up to" he replied climbing up the sofa and sitting next to him. He casually edged closer to him to see if could catch a whiff of scent to try to better understand why it caused such effects on Theodore. It was very faint but it was definitely sweat probably because he was showing off on his skateboard a lot today which was not unusual. The smell did not repulse Simon but it did nothing for him sexually either, he just did not understand.
"What is he doing?"
"Nothing, he must be really tired because he's already sleeping"
"This early? Did he have a sugar crash or something?"
"Probably, you know how much he loves sweet stuff that will rot your teeth"
Alvin rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the television. Simon decided against telling Alvin what he had found out. There was no point causing chaos in the Seville household if it was preventable. When the film had finished Alvin went to put in another but David ordered the two to go to bed straight after he finished for the night on his piano. Simon hugged his father before going back upstairs whilst Alvin protested even though he knew he would not win. Once Simon changed into his pyjamas and slipped into bed he looked over at Theodore who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. He smiled to himself and switched on his lamp before opening a book on quantum physics. Eventually Alvin waltzed in to the bedroom after brushing his teeth. He swiftly removed the clothes he wore that day, shoved them in his hamper unaware of what Theodore did with his other dirty clothes. In the corner of his eye, Simon noticed Alvin climbing on to his own bed wearing nothing but his cap and tiny boxers that left little to the imagination.
"No pyjama's tonight?"
"No way, it's too hot tonight"
"Open the window then"
"What are you, the pyjama police?" Alvin retorted, sticking his tongue out as he got under his covers.
Simon just rolled his eyes and went back to his book. Usually he would not care what Alvin wears but he was concerned that this would worsen Theodore's current mental state. Not surprisingly Alvin pulled out a hand held device from his underneath his pillow and proceeded to play a game in silence. They indulged themselves in their hobbies for another hour or so until Simon could not hold back a yawn any longer before switching off his lamp and placing the book beside his bed. The screen from Alvin's console was the only light in the room but once Simon removed his spectacles and turned the other way in his bed he managed to drift off to sleep, the thought of Theodore's little problem still at the back of his mind.
Early next morning, Simon, as usual was first to rise from his slumber. He slid his glasses on after sleepily rubbing his eyes. He removed the covers from his tiny frame and went to jump down from his bed but froze at the image on front of him. Theodore was in Alvin's bed in a foetal position with his face right next to older brother's armpit. It seemed that were both still fast asleep so he silently got down from his bed and gently tapped his little brother's back.
"Theo…Theodore" he whispered but received no response. His brothers are notoriously heavy sleepers.
(I have to get him back into his own bed just in case Alvin freaks out!)
Carefully, he slid his arms underneath him and proceeded to carry Theodore in the bridal position back to his own bed. He noticed his pyjama bottoms were tented by his little erection and blushed profusely at the sight. Averting his eyes he lifted his sleeping brother and placed him back in bed.
This scenario went on for the next three nights but Alvin was still blissfully unaware. Simon had had enough so he secretly placed hidden cameras in the bedroom to see why this kept happening after putting Theodore back to bed on the fourth night. School the next day was no different from any other day including the evening in the Seville house. Dinner and games as usual. Simon and Theodore kept exchanging knowing glances like they did every night since the secret was out but It was not ever spoken about. As expected, Theodore disappeared upstairs and fell asleep before his brother's, though not before indulging in his nightly secret of humping Alvin's sweaty garments. Not surprisingly, Simon awoke early the next morning to see Theodore right next to Alvin. Once again he put his little brother back in his bed and then slipped into the cupboard, pushed all the hanging clothes away from his face before pressing his hand on the panel on the wall. The retina scan and passcode was successful and as soon as the door hissed open he sat at the high tech computer inside and began to review the footage of last night.
He quickly fast forwarded through the day until he saw Theodore enter their bedroom.
(This must be shortly after we had dinner)
He watched the computer screen with intense fascination but when he saw his innocent little brother picking up the dirty clothes from Alvin's hamper and bury his face in them his eyes widened. Surprisingly, he was not disgusted at the footage but instead felt sorrow for Theodore. He felt a bit guilty as this seemed like an invasion of privacy but he was determined to continue watching. He then witnessed Theodore taking a mound of the clothes, throw it on his bed and proceed to grind against it rather rapidly. Simon's cheeks burnt a bright crimson as he watched the minute long assault.
(Good thing these cameras don't have audio…)
Shortly after he saw his brother return the clothes to the hamper, change into his pyjamas and climb into bed before hugging talking teddy. He fast forwarded once more. He saw himself and Alvin enter the room, quickly change and get into to bed before engaging in their night time entertainment of reading and video games. Eventually they were all asleep and apart from the occasional sleep induced movements nothing seemed irregular until he saw Theodore sit up. He quickly paused the camera and set it back to regular speed. He slipped out of his covers and wandered over to the red clad chipmunks bed. Even though the footage was a little grainy it was obvious that Theodore's eyes were closed.
(He's asleep!)
Simon defied his fatigue and continued watching him climb into Alvin's bed. He lifted the covers and snuggled next to him but after a minute or two he witnessed Theodore slowly humping Alvin's side as he shoved his face right into his armpit. Simon blushed once again. It did not take long for Theodore to stop grinding against him so once he ceased Simon could only conclude that he had reached orgasm. Once he saw that he pressed fast forward once more until it got to him waking up and putting Theodore back into his bed.
How on earth am I going to fix this?)
