Chapter Three

The Clock Strikes Anxiety

His breath caught as he heard the grandfather clock strike upstairs. This is the hour in which he needed to meet Alvin upstairs in their shared bedroom to begin their crazy, mad experiment. He was already feeling the anxiety of attempting to have a sexual intimate moment with his older brother. He wondered for the entire hour of how he could ever accept an invitation like this. The idea was unethical and a crime – well in the eyes of humans. He tried to rationalize this by telling himself that they were chipmunks and not humans; therefore they could not get in trouble for committing something that was natural to them by nature. But they were not officially mating, nor were they in love with each other. So they could safely act on this without any mutual attachment.

But what if he does fall for Alvin? What if Alvin falls for him? Worry aroused Simon from his rationalized thoughts as he continued to think about this. He knew from hours of research that there was no possible way that people could fall in love over sex. He let out a relieved breath, but anxiety still was on the back of his mind.

He looked down on the bottom right corner of his computer to notice five minutes have passed and wondered if Alvin, possibly, and hopefully, has fallen asleep. The chipmunk was looking exhausted from the research, so Simon had hoped he was in the clear from this insane idea. Nevertheless, he stood up from his desk and reluctantly began to ascend the stairway as he was going to meet his doom.

He could not believe he was going to do this. This was insanity! But he was a scientist; and as long as he kept thinking of this as science, there was nothing to worry about. He knew that many scientists have watched people have sex in order to study their behavior and brainwaves. So he knew, from a scientist standpoint, that this was considered acceptable.

Before he knew it, he was already in front of their bedroom door. He could feel his heart race in anticipation – wait! In anxiety! Definitely anxiety! He mentally groaned and knocked on the door three times. He could have simply walked in, but at this moment he did not want to walk in knowing Alvin has some kind of crazy plan behind the closed door. He got no response, so he knocked again. Nothing. 'Is he sleeping?'

"What the heck are you doing?" Simon jumped as he turned to see Alvin standing behind him. He tried to get his erratic breathing to get back to normal. Alvin just smirked at this. "You know, this is our room." He chuckled. "You don't have to knock."

Simon simply composed himself and adjusted his glasses. "I was being courteous. Something you fail to do at times."

Alvin rolled his eyes. 'Whatever." He opened the door and let Simon in. "It is not like you were going to walk in and see me naked – not yet at least." He smirked when he saw his brother tense up.

Simon blushed and glared at his older brother. "Just remember, this is just an experiment! As soon as we finish, it's over!"

Alvin grinned. "Whatever you say, Si." He closed the door and as soon as he locked it, Simon felt himself shiver. Alvin turned his head and smirked, "Ready to get busy?"

Simon glared, his blush growing deeper. Alvin chuckled. "You just think this so funny, don't you?"

Alvin smiled at his flustered brother. "Not really. I just find it funny how freaked out you are about this." He went over to Simon's bed and undid the blankets and sheets. "By the way, you're on the bottom."

Simon felt his cheeks heat up and watched Alvin shift the blanket pillow around. "Aren't you? And do we have to do this on my bed?"

"Yes." Simon rolled his eyes. "And no, I'm not. Honestly, Si. You are the only one in this room that is getting overworked about this. It's just an experiment, you know?"

Simon shifted uncomfortably. "Yeah, but we're brothers – and aren't you worried about your reputation?"

Alvin chuckled, "Simon, Simon." He turned to face his brother. "Everyone knows how much I love the ladies. Do you really they'd expect me to have sex with my own brother?"

Simon muttered, "If they knew how mentally insane you are."

Alvin narrowed his eyes. "I am going to ignore that." He pulled off his sweater and placed it on the foot of the bed. Simon blushed and looked away – not wanting to observe the boyish built on his upper body.

"Um, Alvin. What if – What if we end up – you know…" He felt himself getting worried.

Alvin raised an eyebrow. "Falling in love? Impossible. Nobody falls in love after sex Simon. And with this experiment we can prove that fact." Alvin kicked off his shoes, but turned to face his brother worryingly. "Why? You are not, like, gay, are you?"

Simon blushed and glared at his brother hotly. "No, I'm not gay, Alvin!" Alvin nodded, feeling relieved. Simon thought for a moment. "Are you gay?"

Alvin rolled his eyes and faced his brother with arms folded. "Did you seriously just ask me that?"

Simon smirked playfully. "Well, you are the one that suggested we have sex, Alvin. I'm not so sure about you…" He trailed off.

Alvin smirked. "Who's not taking this seriously now, Si?"

Simon shook his head vigorously – regretting the playful humor. "Let's just get this over with Alvin." Alvin smiled as Simon nervously took off his blue sweater and placed it on a chair. He began to kick off his shoes. "Now remember, Alvin. This is an experiment. So we need to focus on the before, during, and after." He glared. "So no funny business. Got it?"

Alvin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever. Are you ready, or not?"

"Hold on, hold on, I'm getting there!" Simon groaned as he unzipped his jeans. He heart stopped when he heard music playing. He instantly knew it was Songbird by Kenny G. "Alvin, you cannot be serious?"

Alvin chuckled, "We got to set the mood, Si? Now come on, take off those pants. We are losing time."

Simon groaned feeling another blush on his cheeks. He needs to seriously stop blushing. "This is so humiliating, Alvin."

"And to think, we haven't even started yet."

Simon turned to face Alvin, but averted his gaze the other way when he noticed his brother wearing just boxer shorts.

Alvin rolled his eyes and pulled Simon towards the bed. "Honestly, Si. You've seen me in boxers before. Stop being a baby!"

Simon yanked his arm away and glared. "Am not!" Alvin smirked and Simon just rolled his eyes. "You're unbelievable."

"And you look good!" Alvin laughed.

"Alvin!" He yelled. Alvin's laughter died down. Simon calmed himself and sat down on the bed. "I am not sure if I am going to be able to do this."

Alvin felt a pang of guilt and sat next to his brother. "Si, there is nothing to worry about. Look, during the whole thing, you can keep your eyes closed. You don't even have to look at me while I pound-" Simon cut him off.

"Please don't say pound."

"Okay, when we make love-"

"Don't say that either!"

Alvin glared at his brother. "Then what do you want me to say?"

Simon bit his lip and tried to think of an appropriate way to call this experiment with his brother. "Call it…" He paused. "…bonding."

Alvin blinked. "O-Okay. So keep your eyes closed while we are bonding and open your eyes when the bonding is over. Okay?"

Simon nodded. The feeling was awkward at the moment: a romantic song was playing in the background, both brothers were half naked on the bed, and they were about to commit an act that was for experimental purposes only. Everything was set in place, but nothing was happening. "So…" Simon started as he shifted his eyes. "…should we kiss?"

Alvin shook his head. "Negative. Kissing is only meant for romantic connections. This is simply sex. And we need to keep it that way."

Simon nodded in agreement. "Sounds – good!" He felt himself being pinned down on the bed. His heart raced when he looked to see his older brother on top of him, smirking. His deep blue eyes staring at him. "A-Alvin, w-what are you-"

"We need to keep this spontaneous, Simon. That just brings more excitement to the sex we are about to have. And don't worry, this is only for the experiment." Alvin clarified. He mentally smiled at the nervous look on Simon's face.

"A-Are you s-sure about this, Alvin?" He asked. He needed to be relieved to know that Alvin was not going to have second thoughts about this idea.

Alvin chuckled, "Positive, Si." Simon nodded and kept his gaze away from the blue orbs in front of him. "Now, close your eyes…" Alvin whispered. Simon reluctantly closed them. Alvin smiled. "You ready, partner?" A gentle nod was his response.

There was a short silence between the boys. Heavy breathing and romantic music could be heard in the background. Soft whimpers and moans quickly blended with the music. The sun was at the point of setting. The light in the room was already dimming. And the once cool air that both brothers felt has been replaced with intense body heat. Nothing was stopping them now.

000

That's all they really want!

Some fun!

When the working day is done

Girls - they want to have fun

Oh, girls just want to have fun!

Jeanette watched from her bed as Brittany modeled her pink outfit in front of their bedroom mirror. She was humming the words to the music as she twirled and posed in different positions. "Why are you so happy, Brittany?"

"Well…" She started in a playful tone. "…I have this huge feeling that Alvin is going to ask me out." She smiled happily as she danced in front of the mirror.

Jeanette nodded. "When is that going to be?"

Brittany stopped dancing and thought for a moment. She smiled and shrugged, "Not sure, but I have a feeling it is going to be real soon. He has been very nervous around me when he tries to ask me something." She turned to face Jeanette with a huge smile and glimmer in her eyes. "And I just know he is going to ask me out."

Jeanette titled her head. "I thought you hated him."

Brittany naturally fixed her hair. 'I don't hate him, Jeanette. I just dislike him."

"And you want him to ask you out? How does that even work?"

Brittany went over to Jeanette and sat next to her. "Simple. He has to work for my liking for him. If I give him the pleasure of being all good with him, he is just going to take advantage of my kindness." Jeanette just stared at her. Brittany rolled her eyes. "I'm kidding, Jeanette. Alvin has been very sweet towards me. I mean, we still fight, but he is still very sweet – when he wants to be." She sighed happily as she laid back on the bed. "I love that boy."

Jeanette smiled. "I wish Simon would ask me out. I don't think he's been interested in me…"

Brittany looked at her like she was crazy. "Oh, come on, Jeanette! You know Simon has a huge crushonyou!"

Jeanette blushed and got up from her bed. "Really? He hasn't shown much romantic interest in me…" She picked up the picture of her and Simon at the science fair.

"He's a boy, Jeanette! Boys tend to be clueless when it comes to romance." She flipped her hair. "I would know, Alvin couldn't catch when I was flirting with in during our younger years."

Jeanette raised an eyebrow. "You were flirting?"

Brittany blinked. "Yeah. Wasn't it obvious?"

Jeanette rolled her eyes and opened her binder on her desk. "But Simon is not the Alvin type. And I doubt he has any interest in me now…"

Brittany shook her head and got up from the bed. "Jeanette, we are now in middle school, which means we are in our teenage years…"

"What's your point, Brit?"

Brittany stood next to Jeanette at her desk. "My point is that when boys become teenagers, their hormones go crazy! Simon may have liked you back when we were eight, but now…" She smirked. "He has sexual needs."

Jeanette looked at her. "Are you sure that you are not mixing up Simon with Alvin? That doesn't sound like him…"

"All boys are the same, Jeanette! Even nerds like Simon…" She smiled at her. "…I bet he has had sexual thoughts about you…"

Jeanette rolled her eyes. "I doubt it, Britt. He doesn't think of me like that…"

Brittany smirked. "I bet he has, Jeanette! And you know what else?" Jeanette shook her head. "I bet he also had sexual relationships with a few girls. Knowing Alvin, he probably hooked him up."

Jeanette thought about it for a second before looking at Brittany with a sad expression. "Do-Do you think Simon actually-" Brittany rolled her eyes.

"Of course not, Jeanette!" She laughed. "This is Simon we are talking about! Simon! The boy who is logically intelligent!" Jeanette smiled at her sister. "For goodness sake, Jeanette! He wouldn't have sex with just anybody!"

000

"I cannot believe I just had sex with my own brother!" Simon exclaimed as he lied under the blanket on his bed. They just completed their session moments ago before settling in their afterglow.

Alvin rolled his eyes. "For the experiment, Simon!" He shook his head and chuckled. "Geez! You keep forgetting about that."

Simon nodded and gently closed his eyes. "R-Right. F-For the experiment…" He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. "And I just need time to gather the information from this weird session."

Alvin smirked and leaned on his elbow as he fully faced Simon. "Aw, does that mean there is not going to be a round two?"

Simon glared. "Alvin…"

Alvin chuckled, "I'm kidding, Simon." He stared at his brother for a moment. "I think I have enough information myself."

Simon relaxed as he let out a breath. "Okay, good." He looked over at Alvin. "And what did you find out?"

Alvin smirked as he pushed himself up in a sitting position. "Well, for starters, I figured out that the very shy Simon Seville is really noisy in-" Simon cut him off with a death glare.

"Alvin!"

Alvin laughed and raised his hands defense. "Whoa, cool it, Simon! I'm only messing with you."

Simon groaned and laid his head back on the pillow as a blush evident on his cheeks. "You're so making me regret this idea, Alvin! What we did was immoral and wrong and-" Alvin cut him off.

"And something nobody is going to find out. This is just between you and me." He pushed the covers off of himself. "Besides, it's over and done with. Now that we experimented, we just need to gather the information and move on." He got up from the bed. "No big deal, Simon."

Simon sighed and thought about what his brother just told him. He was right. They've experimented and now it is over. They can move on. He looked over at Alvin, but instantly, and somewhat reluctantly looked away. "Can you please put boxer shorts on?"

Alvin rolled his eyes and did what he was told. "Anyway, I'm going to take a quick shower." He smirked as he opened the bedroom door. "Working with you is exhausting." He heard Simon groan in annoyance and quickly shut the door behind him before he was hit with the pillow. He chuckled and went straight to the bathroom for a quick shower.

Simon laid back down on the bed and let an annoyed sigh. This whole idea felt wrong – so wrong in so many ways! But for some reason, his body hummed with, excitement? No, that cannot be right. He did not find any enjoyment or excitement in what he just did with Alvin. Did he? Simon groaned in frustration and gripped the sheets underneath him. He was probably still going through the refractory period. His body was still exhausted and felt so – good. He could not deny that he was feeling great. But that alone could not finalize what he was really feeling on the inside. He needed to rest and clear his mind. He figured he could think things out much better after a good nap.

Turning on his side facing the door, he closed his eyes and exhaled through his nose. He could hear the shower running in the bathroom and used the sound of rushing water to help him drift to sleep – but he was struggling and he instantly shot his eyes open when he felt like something was missing. He could not fall asleep. The bed felt empty to him and he needed something to hold. Curiously, Simon used the pillow he was sleeping on and laid it next to him. He wrapped an arm around it and held it tightly to his chest. It felt really damn good. He could feel himself contently drifting to sleep: 'Cuddling would've been nice experiment too, Alvin.'