Alex vs Adam Chapter 1
by Aldric

Copyright 2006 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.

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Alex vs Adam, Chapter 1

Adam slowly came awake with the feeling that something wasn't quite right. But waking up in the morning was never something Adam was good at and this morning seemed worse than others. He reasoned it must be too early and tried to fall back asleep. After all, everything should be good; it was Friday of a week out of school and he still had the entire weekend to look forward to before school resumed. So he tried to go back to sleep.

But little things intruded on his thoughts. First, it was much too humid in his room; the air conditioner should have made it feel chilly, not hot. And he had a headache and the rising sun in his eyes was making it worse.

"Wait a minute" he thought to himself. The sun shouldn't be rising in his eyes because his room faced west. Yet it was very bright and he could hear birds chirping. Although it was way too early, he knew he would have to open his eyes.

As soon as he did he regretted it. It was the sun, and the reason it was in his eyes was because he wasn't in his room but rather he was on the front patio sitting in the wicker chair that hung from the porch ceiling by a heavy chain. He closed his eyes again and tried to remember how he had ended up outside.

He remembered arguing with his brother Alex about something. He and Alex always argued, especially when their dad worked the night shift and they were left alone. If there were problems then their dad solved them with a spanking or belt the next morning. Both boys hated the spankings and so they generally never told on each other.

Adam remembered that after the argument he told Alex to go to bed even though it early. Alex had a friend over too, something his dad usually didn't approve when he was gone but Alex had been on his good side all week so he allowed it. But Adam was sure that after that it got quiet in Alex's room that he grabbed a snack sat down on the couch to watch a movie. So how did he end up outside?

He felt the first morning breeze blow across the patio and his bare skin, which of course shouldn't be bare, so he decided he needed to open his eyes again. But as he looked around for the second time he wished even more that he was asleep and dreaming. For this time the first thing he noticed was that he was completely naked. He tried to stand up but a piece of twine wrapped around his neck held him in place. It wasn't tight and didn't choke so he tried to get a look at where it was tied.

At first he didn't see it but then he saw a tiny thread above his head as the sun hit it just right. It wasn't twine, it was fishing line and it was wrapped through the wicker and tied off above his head. There wasn't enough slack for him to stand up and seated he couldn't reach the knot. Even if he could reach it the knot it was tied in one of those fishing knots his brother knew so well and it would probably never come undone. So he was stuck sitting in the wicker chair completely naked on the front porch.

Two more things registered in his mind that woke him even more. First, he needed to pee; and right away. And second, the paper would be coming soon. Only they didn't have a paper boy, they had a paper girl. Sheryl Jackson, who at thirteen was the same age as he was and she hated him with a passion! If she caught him out here naked he could expect no help or mercy from her. He could only hope that this really was a dream and that once he woke up for real everything would be better. Except that he didn't really believe it was a dream.

He tried pulling his head forward to see if he could break the line but he gave up quickly when he realized it would cut his skin long before he could break it. He wondered if it would pop if he jerked his head forward rapidly but wasn't sure he wanted to try it. The movements made him have to pee even more and it was all he could do to hold it in. Then he heard the rattle of Sheryl's bike on the driveway. He wrapped his hands across his groin as Sheryl came to deliver the morning paper.

She must not have been paying attention because at first she didn't notice him. Adam sat as still and quiet as he could as she dropped the paper on the porch outside the door. He was ready to believe that he could escape her seeing him but she turned to her right instead of her left and gazed right at him. She stared for a few seconds before walking over for a better look.

"Adam Day, you are the biggest pervert in town. What makes you think I would ever want to see you naked?"

"But it isn't" he began, but she slapped him across the face and backed off to leave. The slap hurt and his hands left his groin and went to his face giving her one good look at his dick before just as his bladder burst and a long stream of pee shot forward and hit her legs and shoes. She swore at him and ran down the steps to her bike.

Adam was unable to stop peeing once it started and he soaked the porch before it began to light up and run down his own legs. He would never be able to convince Sheryl that it wasn't his fault now. Once he got free he was going to make sure Alex was the sorriest twelve-year old in the state. And that went for Alex's friend Brock too.

He couldn't get free but he knew his dad would be home soon. It was embarrassing and he hoped none of his neighbors could see, but all he had to do was wait and once his dad cut the line Alex would be toast. And what his father didn't finish Adam would take care of that night after his dad left for work.

Adam was thinking so hard about what he would do to Alex and Brock that he didn't' even hear Alex climb over the rail and come up behind him. But he felt something cold run across the back of his neck and swung the chair just enough to see Alex scrambling back over the rail and running towards the back yard.

Without even thinking Adam jumped up after him, but the porch was slippery from where he peed on it and he slipped and went down landing in a puddle of his own piss. He was just about to yell when he realized that Alex must have cut the fishing line with a knife. He looked back at the chair and saw the free end of the fishing line dangling from the knot in the chain. Adam got up cursing silently as he followed Alex around back.

Alex was already out of sight, probably in the house. Adam ran to the door but it was locked. "You're going to die tonight dog shit" he shouted at Alex before he realized that shouting would attract the attention of his neighbors. He looked through the cracks in the blinds but couldn't see Alex or Brock. Watching to see if there were any neighbors were looking, Adam ran back to the front, but that door was locked as well. He rang the doorbell to see if Alex would open it but got no answer.

He realized the newspaper was still laying there and that at least he could use it for cover. Being careful not to slip on the piss again he went to pick it up just as his dad's truck pulled in the driveway. Holding the still folded paper across his groin he waited for his dad to let him in the house.

"What the hell are you doing" his dad said as he got out of the truck. "What's that smell--did you pee out here to?"

"Dad, Alex and Brock locked me outside naked" Adam said. "Please let me in and then roast their buns while I watch and laugh. Sheryl Jackson saw me naked because of them!"

"You stood around and let our papergirl see you? Adam, I know you like her but she's made it plain she doesn't want anything to do with you. How on earth did they get you naked in the first place and how did they get you outside?"

"I don't know how they did it, I woke up our here. But they tied me to the wicker chair with fishing line. See, it was wrapped around my neck and tied off right here, uh, here, uh," but there was no fishing line tied to the top of the chair. Adam didn't understand, all Alex did was cut the loop around his neck and then run. He had seen the line dangling from the knot so it should still be here.

"You go around back and hose off and I'll find out what's going on" his dad said. "Go on, you were standing out here naked for all the world to see and you've got piss all over you so go use the hose before you come in. And come back out here and hose the porch off too."

"Can you let me in the backdoor so I can get dressed first?" Adam asked. "The backdoor is locked."

"I'll let you in; you just get cleaned up first."

Adam ran around to the back yard and quickly hosed himself off. He was just shutting off the water when his dad opened the door.

"Alex and Brock are asleep" his dad said.

"They're faking it dad; they tied me out there and then Alex cut me loose just before you came home. He used the same fishing line that's on his rod in the basement."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, it's the clear 15 pound test that's on his reel."

"The reason I ask is because I took the reel to the tackle shop last week to have it re-stung with new line so it would be ready next month when he goes camping. I haven't picked it up yet and he doesn't even know the reel is gone. And Alex is just like you, he doesn't wake up before nine at the earliest. So how about this for a thought; instead of blaming your brother why don't you tell me the truth about what happened or it will be your backside I'll be roasting."

"Dad, he must have set his alarm clock. I don't know where he got the fishing line; maybe he's been planning this for weeks. But I know he did it!"

The phone rang just then and Adam's dad picked it up. "He did what?" he asked into the phone. There was a pause before he asked "Was he tied to the chair?" Another short pause and then "You're sure? Could you have missed it? What if it was fishing line, would you have noticed that?"

Adam knew it had to be Cheryl on the other end and his face burned with embarrassment. It got redder when his father said into the phone "I'll sort this out and if it turns out to be like you say then you can count on the fact that he'll be punished. In fact, if he's going to get it I'll have him call you and you can come and watch if you want. Either him or his brother, but you'll get the apology you deserve. I'm sorry it happened, just throw the shoes away and one of them will be buying you a new pair."

Again a short pause and then his dad ended the call by saying "Thank you for calling, like I say, it won't go unpunished. Goodbye."

"That was Cheryl of course. She didn't seem to think there was anything holding you in place. She you were covering yourself until she slapped you and then your hands went to your face and you peed on her."

"My hands weren't tied, just my neck" Adam said. His dad pulled his head back and looked at his neck. "I don't even see a mark. And Cheryl also said you sent her a sexually suggestive email asking her if she'd like to see you naked."

Adam was shocked. "Dad, I didn't do any such thing! It had to be Alex."

"How would Alex know her email address? You were obsessed with her, do you know her email address?"

It had taken him three days to find it, but he had succeeded. But it was just another way for her to tell him to get lost. "Yeah, I do, or I did. But I didn't send any email like that last night. I was outside tied to the goddamn chair!"

"Don't take that tone with me, you're looking at enough trouble as it is" his father said. Adam had to be careful because his dad was tired after being up all night. "Cheryl said the email was sent two weeks ago. The week that Alex was visiting your mom! And that it came from your email address. She has the email and her mom is ready to call the police and show it to them. Do you have an answer for that?"

Adam knew that Alex had to have sent it, but he didn't know how. His email account password was one of many secrets he kept from his brother. And it couldn't be guessed, it was based on lyrics from a favorite song but was mixed with numbers and two of the middle letters were upper case. But somehow Alex must have gotten it. But that would mean that Alex had been planning this for weeks at least.

"No dad, I don't have an answer except for the truth—I didn't send any email and I wasn't setting around naked on the front porch just waiting for her to show up. Alex is setting me up, I know he is, but I can't prove it."

"Go get dressed and then go clean the patio. We'll discuss this further when your brother wakes up."

After hosing off the patio Adam looked closely on and around the chair for any evidence he could find. He even looked under the patio in case the line had been cut and had fallen through a crack, but he came up empty handed.

Knowing he was in serious trouble if he couldn't prove anything, Adam asked his dad if they could search Alex's room for fishing line or a knife. His dad surprised him by agreeing to it. "It's time your brother got up anyway" he said as he led the way down the hall.

His dad opened the curtain letting the light in. Alex was on a cot and Brock was sleeping in Alex's bed. Brock raised his head and rubbed his eyes but Alex continued to lay there.

"What's wrong?" Brock asked.

"Probably nothing, we're just getting you guys up" Adam's dad said. He found a pair of shorts that didn't belong to Alex and held them out to Brock. "Here, go ahead and put these on, Alex will join you as soon as I wake him up."

"Wait dad" Adam said, pulling the shorts from his dad's hand and checking the pockets. Finding nothing of interest, he gave up and gave them to Brock.

"What's that all about" Brock asked as he got out of bed. He was wearing nothing but jockey's and pulled the shorts on that Adam gave him.

"Oh, nothing, Adam is just trying to prove that you guys were involved in something that happened last night. Go ahead and go to the bathroom and Alex will be out in a minute."

Adam began searching Alex's pants as his dad pulled the covers back and gently woke Alex. Adam's search again came up empty. He started on the dresser as his dad tried to explain to Alex why Adam was searching his room. Looking confused and angry, Alex pulled his pants on and went to the bathroom.

"I see his alarm clock is set for 8:30" his dad said. "Have you found a knife, fishing line, or anything else that would prove your story?"

"No" Adam said with remorse. He did find an X-rated comic book that he had been missing for over a month. When it disappeared he thought his dad had found it and confiscated. He now considered showing it to his dad but realized that no matter what he said it would become clear that the comic had originally been his and he would be in even more trouble so instead he hid it under a pile of Alex's shirts.

"Then let's go talk to the boys. But unless you can prove something you're in a lot of trouble so don't add to it by continuing to blame your brother."

Brock and Alex were eating cereal at the kitchen table. "Adam says you two somehow tied him outside naked last night using fishing line. Did anything like that happen?"

"Us? We didn't do nothing" Alex said. 'Wait a minute, did you say fishing line? That's what happened to my fishing line—he took it! The whole reel is gone dad."

"Adam didn't take it; I did. I'm having fresh line put on it so that it won't snap the first time you catch a fish."

"Besides, how would we get him outside naked" Brock added. "Although after last night I think it would have been fun to try."

"Why, what happened last night?"

Brock and Alex looked at each other. "Nothing" Alex said. "Adam was just being bossy as usual."

"Adam is in charge when I'm gone. He's allowed to be bossy to a point. What exactly happened last night?"

Now Adam could remember what happened. The boys had a video tape that Brock had brought over to watch. But it was rated R and Adam wouldn't let them watch it. Alex and Brock were staring at the floor.

"Adam, what happened last night?" his dad asked.

"They had a video tape they wanted to watch but it was rated R so I wouldn't let them. They kept arguing with me so I made them go to bed."

"Yeah, at eight o'clock at night" Alex yelled. "It wasn't that bad a movie dad, and he just wanted to watch it himself. He'd been picking on us all night and was looking for any excuse to get rid of us."

Brock was nodding his head in agreement. "Where is the tape now?" their dad asked.

"In my backpack" Brock said, pointing behind him.

"Get the tape out and let me see it" Adam's dad said and Brock got up from his breakfast to get it.

"Uh, dad, it isn't in there" Adam said.

"Then where is it?" his dad asked.

"It's uh, in the VCR" Adam said.

"I told you, he just wanted to watch it himself" Alex said.

His dad went into the family room to get the tape out of the VCR. On the way back he saw Adam's shirt, shorts, and boxers on the floor next to the couch. He picked them up and found a soiled tissue.

"Oh gross, he was beating off while watching it. No wonder he didn't want us around" Alex said.

"Dad, I didn't" Adam began but Brock interrupted him.

"Uh, Mister Day, was Adam really outside naked?"

"Yes, he was."

"Then I may have locked him out" Brock said, "but I didn't mean to. I mean, I didn't even know he was out there. I got up because I had to pee and noticed the front door was open, so I shut it and locked it."

"Did you see Adam? Was he on the porch or on the couch?"

"I didn't look outside, but I'm pretty sure he wasn't on the couch. If I locked him outside he must have already been out there naked."

"Dad, they're making this up. I never even saw the movie. I was going to watch it, but I got a snack and the next thing I know I'm tied to naked to the wicker chair. They must have drugged me or something. Alex came out just before you came home and cut me free. He could have used a steak knife from the kitchen. I don't know where he got the fishing line from, maybe it's Brock's."

Adam jumped up and grabbed Brock's backpack from the floor behind the breakfast table and turned it upside down on the table. "Let's see what he has hidden in here!"

Brock had two pair of underpants, a clean shirt, a video game, two batman comic books, and a candy bar.

"Okay Adam, I've had as much of this as I can stand. You will start by apologizing to Brock for invading his privacy. And Alex too for that matter—earlier I was willing to give you the benefit of doubt and let you search, but now you're taking about them drugging you and planning all this. That's the trouble with lying, you keep having to make up new lies to justify the ones you already told. Tell me the truth now and I'll accept a plea of insanity since you are crazy about Cheryl. Just tell me it was a bad plan that turned worse."

"Dad, I didn't watch the tape and I didn't go outside naked and I sure didn't plan on letting her see me naked. And I never sent any email saying I would. It had to be Alex!"

Both Alex and Brock were laughing now. "Cheryl Jackson saw you naked?" Alex asked. "I'll bet you loved that!"

"Both of you, out of here for now and let me deal with Adam. And Adam, you will apologize to both of them as part of your punishment."

"No dad, it's not fair! You can't punish me; I didn't do anything wrong. This is all a bunch of bullshit, just because I can't prove it doesn't mean they didn't do it!" Adam headed for his room but his dad grabbed him.

"I warned you about swearing" he said as his hand landed across Adam's rump. "And I warned you to stop blaming your brother unless you had proof" he said, slapping him again. "And this is to let you know that you are not too big to spank when you act like a little boy and yell at me while you run off to your room!" He pulled Adam behind him and sat down on the couch and proceeded to spank Adam. Not hard, in fact it barely hurt; but the humiliation of being spanked like he was five years old was enough to bring tears to Adam's eyes anyway.

After ten spanks his dad stood him up again. "My guess is you got horny from watching the movie and fell asleep after beating off. Sometime during the night you stepped outside for a thrill and either fell asleep in the chair or you were sleep walking. None of that would have gotten you in trouble. But having an attitude now and blaming your brother is going too far, that's what you're going to be punished for."

"I'm going to go get some sleep and consider how I'm going to punish you. But I want you to call the Jackson house and tell them you will be punished today just before dinner and invite Cheryl over to watch if she wants."

"Dad, this isn't far! If Cheryl comes then it will be all over school. I didn't do anything, honest. It was Alex and Brock, I know it!"

"Stop! I don't want to hear another word. I gave you a chance to prove it but you didn't prove anything. You never mentioned the tape, or that you watched it. You said you didn't watch it, but the tape was in the VCR in the room with your clothes and it's at the end. If you continue to blame your brother it will be a lot worse. Now go clean your room—in fact, you are going to clean this house today."

His dad called for Alex to come back and waited until he and Brock showed up. "Adam is going to clean the house today and he's going to start in your room. I want you to supervise him while he cleans your room and tell him what to do and how to do it. If he doesn't do what you tell him or gives you any problems then come and wake me up. After he's done with your room you and Brock can play while he cleans the rest of the house. Any questions?"

"I'm in charge of Adam today?" Alex asked.

"Just while he cleans your room. And that only means you tell him what to do and how to do it. If there is a problem you come and tell me, you don't fight about it."

"And I can make him clean the whole room the way I want?"

"Sure, why not. But remember, you and Brock have to hang around and supervise him until he's done with your room. And I want it clean when I get up. So how long it takes is up to you as long as he's done by four. Then he works on the rest of the house until I get up."

"Since I'm in charge instead of him can I call him my baby brother like he calls me?"

"Don't push it" his dad said, but then immediately changed his mind. "No, I take that back, sure you can. I've heard him call you that. It will be good for him to have to hear it from you."

"Okay then baby brother, let's go clean my room" Adam said, grinning from cheek to cheek.