Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2001 20:26:23 -0400
From: Danny Meyer <sittinhome@hotmail.com>
Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 32

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COOL KID BROTHER!

Chapter 32
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The MAIN CHARACTERS list will appear only every five
chapters, or so, and when a new character enters the
story.  See Chapter 29, for the complete list of CKB
(Cool Kid Brother) main characters.

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IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER, (31) . . .


Derek asks to be cock-teased, and gets more than he bargained for.
Not only do the brothers take the studly, unsuspecting pizza-boy to
limits he never imagined, they give him their own version of lessons
on how to be a good bottom.

Derek leaves before the scene could be played out to the end, because
the brothers' parents return home.  Luckily for him, Derek had just
cum, before it was time to depart.  The newly broken-in pizza-boy is
convinced he has found the ultimate sexual experience, with the
Robison brothers.

Robby cums a little earlier in the session, but Billy and Tommy
are in need of sexual release, as they cut the session short, to make
ready for the arrival of mom and dad.

Tommy calls Marc, so he can be there when the folks come home, and
the whole clan, including Marc, have a brief conversation, after the
parents arrive.

A bit deflated that their freedom to have sex at will has come to an
end, all go to bed, quietly.  Tommy and Billy feel bad for Robby, who
now has to go back to sleeping alone.

Toward the close of the chapter, all fall asleep except Tommy and
Billy, who wait up, and begin to make love....


    "Oh, Tommy--ohhh--God, yes----push!"

    I was shoving and slamming, as hard as I could, into him.

    "You boys all right?" we heard dad's deep voice say, as the
bedroom door swung open and light came in from the hall. ...

    'Oh, my God,' I thought, 'We woke him out of a sound sleep--and
now, we're dead meat!'  ...

    "I was just on my way to the kitchen--I thought I heard you two,
still up.  Sounded like you were killing each other," dad said,
jokingly. ...

    "Well, guys, it's summer now--I remember my summers, when I was a
your age......I guess there's no harm if you boys stay up late,
tonight."  ...

    "Oh, my God--oh, my GOD, Tommy!  Do you think he saw?"

    "No way, man!"

    "He must not have been looking, very hard."

    "I don't know, Billy--I don't know."

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CHAPTER 32  -  Aftermath
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    "I think we're fucked!" Billy said.

    "Billy--NO WAY!  Dad didn't even give us his weird look, like he
does when he thinks we're doing something crazy."

    "Well--did you see the funny look mom gave us, when we were all
talking at the kitchen table?"

    "Mom gave us a funny look?"

    "YUP!"

    "Oh, GOD!  Maybe we ARE fucked."

    "I guess it doesn't matter, now."

    "What?"

    "It doesn't matter Tommy.  He's not coming back to check on us
again, tonight.  We might as well fuck and enjoy it before we get
punished, for life, tomorrow."

    "Not fuck, Billy--make love."

    "I'm too scared for love, Tommy--it's gonna have to be a fuck."

    "There's no such thing as too scared for love."

    I had been so nervous, I didn't realize it, until now--Billy and
I were still in the same position--with my dick inside him.  We
hadn't moved since dad had come in.  I pulled out, and flipped Billy
on his back.

    "Tommy, I--"

    "Come here, Billy, let me hold you."  I hugged gently, as I lay
on top of him.

    "Mmm--feels good, Tommy."

    I kissed his neck--softly breathing into it.  Billy responded
with a tight hug.  I could feel his breathing increase with mine.
Our bodies were getting warmer.

    I don't remember actually doing it, but my arms pushed behind his
knees, and before I knew it, I had his legs up, and was sliding back
into him.  But I was moving so slowly--it was like my body was doing
this on its own.

    "Ohhh, Billy."

    "Tommy--it feels so good......better than--"

    "Shhh...yeah, feels that way to me, too."

    "I love you."

    "I love you, little brother."

    I wasn't pumping, but as we said that, I pressed deeply into him,
and we both moaned with contentment.  No, this wasn't a fuck--it
didn't have the intensity or excitement of all our cavorting with
Derek--it didn't even have the intensity of our previous lovemaking.
But this was better, somehow.  The fireworks weren't there, but
something else was present--something good, calm, and strong.

    We were hugging closely, and the heat was intensifying--and yes,
I was horny--but for some reason, there was no hurrying--no rushing
to cum--no thinking about myself, or even Billy.  There was another
somethingness that embraced both of us, and pulled us together.

    He didn't have to ask me to make love to him, and I didn't need
to ask him to make love to me.  We were already silently giving each
other what we needed.  No words were spoken as our hands gently
explored each other's bodies, but it was like no other touching we'd
ever done.  It wasn't flesh I was touching--it was all the good
things about Billy.

    I was slowly stroking into him with that thing I called my DICK--
but it was more than that, now, it was a way for us to be together,
for me to bring us together--and because he was a boy, and had one,
too, he had the same power.  Sex was something off to the side--not
in the main focus of light, even though what we were doing with our
bodies was sex.

    It was like for every inch of me I gave to him, he wasn't taking
it--he was giving something to me, in other ways--as we lay chest to
chest, legs to legs, mouth to mouth.  And what he couldn't give back
to me as a bottom, he would give me later, as a top.

    I was tempted to reverse positions, and have him go in me--I knew
he was ready--his dick was hot, hard, and wet, underneath me.  but I
didn't want to change a thing, I decided, and we just lay there, that
way, for a long time--me impaling him slowly, unhurriedly.

    "Billy----uhhh," I said, as I felt my cum start to pump into him.
It was like a gentle something squeezed my whole body, and my juices
shot into my brother.

    "God, God, yeah," Billy moaned softly, "Ohhhh."

    Toward the end, I felt one huge pulse of intense pleasure in my
cock, and slammed into him, for my last shots.  I was dizzy from all
of this.  As I slowed down, and stroked gently, again after my cum,
Billy panted softly.  I wanted him to feel what I felt.
Finally, I just stopped.

    "God, that was awesome, Tommy."

    "Billy--switch.  Go IN me.  I want you to cum, and feel--"

    "Wait--uhh--I--I'm cummin' now----oh yeah, ohhhhh."

    I lifted up, some, and got to see Billy squirting his load, and
splatter his chin and chest with his hot stuff.  I couldn't believe
that I wasn't putting my mouth in that beautiful stream, but I froze,
and watched his face go from one angelic expression to another, while
powerful ribbons of white flew by.

    It dawned on me that Billy came AFTER I had stopped stroking
myself into him.  I didn't understand this, but I didn't need to--the
whole thing was totally satisfying.

    We kissed--I don't know for how long, or how many kisses--but
before I put my chest on his, I licked up his cum, and gave him one
final kiss, with his pure, white fluid in my mouth.

    I must have dozed off.  I woke up a few minutes later--to Billy,
rubbing my head, so lovingly.  I just looked up at him and we both
smiled.  I wrapped my arms around him, and eventually our hands
gently stroked each other's body.  I could feel Billy's eyes--his
love--on me.

    "I wanna say, 'I love you,' but it doesn't seem like enough."

    "I know, Tommy.  Me, too."

    I had decided not to say it, but I was having doubts.

    "Billy, I--"

    "No, don't.  I know."

    We should have been cooling off, but Billy felt so warm.  I guess
I did, too.  We had hugged a lot tighter than this in the past, but
there was something better about this hug--about what I was feeling--
and somehow, knew Billy was feeling, too.  We stayed there a long
time, just enjoying our light touches, and feeling incredibly good.

    "Tommy," Billy said gently, "I'm thinking about Robby."

    "You are?"

    "Yup.  Let's go check on him."

    "Sure."

    We tiptoed to Robby's room.  The door was partly open like it
always was, at night.  We got just inside the door, when Billy pulled
my arm, to go back out.

    "It's too dark in there Tommy.  Hang on, I'll get the
flashlight."

    Billy shined the light on the floor, and it lit up the room--
enough for us to see Robby, sleeping soundly.

    "God," Billy said, in awe, "He looks like a baby when he sleeps."

    "Yeah, but--"

    "Yup, I know--he ain't no baby when he's awake."

    "Yeah, Billy--especially with his cock in your butt," I said
enthusiastically.  Of course, I meant MY butt.  I thought of the fact
that Billy never wanted anyone else's dick, inside him, but mine.  I
blushed for saying it, but it was too dark for Billy to see.

    "He's hot, Tommy--he's really hot."

    "Let's get out of here."

    Back in our room, I could tell Billy was on a new track, deep in
thought.

    "So, Billy, uh--you and Robby are...ok, now?"

    "He's only twelve.  God!----Tommy, yes, I'm over that.  That's
history."

    "So, what are you saying, Billy?"

    "You remember when we were at the beach that time--and we talked
about all the guys, all different ages, that looked at Robby--I mean
really looked?  He's a MAGNET, Tommy."

    "Holy, fuck.  I never thought of him as--"

    "Well I just did, Tommy."

    "Billy--I always thought YOU were the magnet!  Your blonde hair,
pretty blue eyes, and your skin--nobody has skin like that--so
golden, and smooth--"

    "Yup, I get looks too--but not like Robby."

    "Wow--I told Champ a while ago that I felt like I wanted to
protect him.  Now I know why."

    We were quiet for a while--taking in the whole concept.  I
guessed no more needed to be said, because Billy changed the subject.
I knew Billy was right, but I couldn't take my eyes off his face, or
my mind off how beautiful he was.

    "We better hit the sack, huh, bro?"

    "Oh, yeah.  Snuggle time!"

    "No, Tommy, we better not.  They're home, now, remember?"

    "This sucks, man!"

    "Tommy, don't."

    "We can lock the DOOR, Billy."

    "You KNOW we can't," Billy whispered, as he got into bed.

    Billy was right.  Mom or dad always came in when they woke up--
and gave us a kiss, a pat on the head, or a squeeze on the shoulder--
even if we were asleep.  I knew, because sometimes I pretended to be
asleep when they got up.

    I crawled into Billy's bed, and held him.  "I'll go back to my
bed in a minute, bro."

    Next thing I knew, it was morning--I could see the light, even
with my eyes closed.  I was still in bed with Billy, who was fast
asleep.

    A hand rubbed my shoulder.

    "Tommy, is Billy all right?"

    It was dad!

    "Ummmmmmm...mornin' dad--what?"

    "Did Billy have a bad dream, or something?"

    "Dream?  Oh......no, we're fine, dad."

    "Ok, I just saw you guys together, and--"

    "We were messing around, last night and just fell asleep, I--"

    I felt the blush pour into my face.

    "That's what boyhood is for, son.  Enjoy your summer," dad said
with a huge grin, and left.  I could hear him walk into Robby's room.

    "Hey, Robby--I'm leaving for work, now."

    "Hmmm?  Oh......Mornin' daddy."

    "Hi, how's my boy?"

    "Real good."

    "Ah, that's great, son.  You better uh...cover up, a bit, there."

    "Oh--sorry."

    "You're awfully big for a little guy, Robby.  I wouldn't have
dreamed...this soon..."

    "Yah."

    "But I guess you know that, from showering with the----well,
anyway, have fun today, Champ--we'll talk more later."

    "Yah."

    "Bye, son."

    "Daddy--wait.  Can we have friends over?"

    "Check with Marc--he knows all the neighborhood kids.  If he says
yes--then, ok."

    "Cool."

    Soon the front door closed, and I heard dad start the car.  I
heard the shower going, too--so I knew mom was tied up.  I gave my
sleeping brother a quick kiss on the forehead, and ran to Robby's
room.

    "Tommy, dad was cool!  He saw me naked with my thing hard, and he
said to have fun!"

    "I don't think he was thinking about your thing, when he said,
'fun,' Champ."

    "Yah, I know."

    "What else did he say?"

    "He said I was reeeeeally big, for a little guy!" Robby proudly
proclaimed.

    "Robby--were you freaked, or--"

    "Nah.  I figured, what the hell."

    "Jesus, Robby--you're amazing.  Dad found me in bed with Billy,
just now, and I about had a heart attack--and we had the SHEET
over us."  I didn't have the heart to tell Robby dad walked in while
we were fucking, last night.  I thought that would frighten him.

    My eyes traveled from Robby's chest to the tent in the sheet.
My thoughts suddenly took a different focus.  I decided to try
something new with Robby.

    "Hey, Champ--you look awfully sexy, this morning.  I'm seeing
your big thing, making a huge tent, there.  It looks so good.  I bet
a tongue, licking all around it would feel really nice."

    'So far so good,' I thought.  His dick was twitching, now.  "I
bet a hot mouth, going down on it, would be totally awesome.  Mmmm!
I'm drooling, thinking about your hot thing."  I had him squirming.

    "Oh, yah!"

    "Well--maybe you're not ready for that."

    "No--I'm ready!"

    I pulled off the sheet, got on my knees, and before I could get
my mouth on Robby's cock, he shoved it, right up in.

    "Ohhh fuck!"

    "Mmmmm."

    "Yah--just like that--feels good."

    "Can't trust you two alone for a minute," Billy said, walking
into the room with a huge boner that made Robby's eyes bulge, when he
saw it.

    "Can I watch you guys fuck, now?" Robby asked, obviously thinking
ahead faster than Billy or I could.

    "Yup, sure can, Champ--go get the stuff, it's under my bed."

    "Oh, yah!" Robby said, as he flew out the door.

    "Morning, lover."

    "Mornin,' bro," Billy said, as he wrapped his arms around, and
kissed me.

    "Billy, mom's in the shower.  We can't.  We gotta wait."

    "Ok, no prob."

    "Robby--shove that stuff under the bed.  Mom'll be in any minute.
Come on--let's all get dressed.  YES, jocks--for now, anyway!"

    We were in the kitchen, when mom showed up, dressed and ready for
work.  She always wore cool clothes, and looked good.

    "Well, you boys are up early for a summer day!"

    "Morning, mom," we all said, and gave her a quick hug.

    I was smiling, but really worried about last night, and what dad
thought, and that maybe he'd said something to mom.

    "Mom," I said, "Did you talk to dad, this morning?"

    "Yes, Tommy.  Is something wrong?"

    "Oh, no--nothing wrong.  I was just wondering--just thought maybe
being tired from the trip, and all, if you--"

    "Yes we had a good chat, as usual, this morning--and a good
night's sleep.  Did your dad tell you we'd be going out for dinner
with the Hendrick's tonight?"

    "Um, no, not really."

    "He said we could have friends over if we talk to Marc," Robby
said.

    "Yes, that's right.  Marc doesn't need to BE here--as a matter of
fact, he's busy today and can't come over, anyway.  But you boys
should check in with him, periodically.  I talked to him about that,
last night."

    "Ok, mom.  We'll be good," I said.

    "I know you will."

    "Thanks mom."

    "Thanks mom!"

    As soon as the front door closed, we all relaxed.

    "Whew!"

    "Let's get naked!" Robby said.

    Billy and I attacked him, and stripped him on the kitchen floor.

    "Ahh, no!!  Hey----guys----AHH!----stop----QUIT!"

    "Too late, Robby--you're naked!"

    "We better get in the shower," I said, eyeing Robby to let him
know he was welcome to join us.

    We goofed around, and teasingly stroked each other in the shower,
but nothing serious.  As usual, I was done first, and was drying off,
while my brothers were still washing.

    "Tommy," Billy said, "I'm ready for some fun!  What do you say we
have Scott come over?"

    "Sounds good to me, Billy!"  I could sense we were all in a good
mood.  "I'll get dressed, quick and run over to Marc's, and ask him
if it's ok."

    "Why don't you CALL him, Tommy.  You know, Chad's still over
there, and you might, be, um--walking in on something."

    "You THINK?  Marc and CHAD?"

    "They GOTTA be!" Billy said.

    "Yah!  They are!" Robby said with a coy smile.

    "Ok.  I'll call."

    "Marc's got the hots for Scott, anyway," Billy said knowingly.
"He'll say, 'Oh sure--Scott can be with you guys ANYTIME.'  And he'll
probably beg to come over!"

    I was thinking, 'Did I miss a day here, somewhere?'  My brothers
seemed to know tons more than I did.

    "Speaking of BEG," I said, "Wasn't Derek hot?"

    "Oh, God, the STUDliest!"

    "Yah--I like Derek."

    "We all do!  But, today feels like a Scott day, Billy's right."

    "Feels like a Marc day," Robby said.

    "Oooo--my baby bro has the hots for that big college boy across
the street," I said as I leaned into the shower--grabbing Robby by
the ears, kissing his forehead and making him blush.  "Too bad Marc
can't come over, today."

    "Yah.  We like to fuck."

    "I still can't believe you take that big thing up your ass,
Champ," Billy said, "Marc's huge!"

    "Me, either.  But I love the video of you fucking HIM, Robby."

    "Yah.  You guys gonna fuck, now?"

    "Yup--if you suck us first, Robby boy."

    "Ok."

    Robby warmed us up, really well, and we put on quite a show for
our baby brother.  Billy did it up good, shoving his cock in me, as
hard as he could, and slapping my ass, shouting my name.  I tried not
to cum when Billy did, but I lost my load as soon as I felt his hot
stuff, filling my butt.

    "Wow!" Robby said, slouched in the chair, stroking his cock, and
shooting his cum, all over himself.

    Billy ran to the shower, while Robby and I pawed and cleaned each
other up.

    "Ah!  That tickles," Robby said, as I licked his armpit.  I was
straddling him, facing him in the chair.  There was still cum, on his
upper chest.

    "Ok, baby bro, just wipe it off, then.  I'm not ready to fight
you being ticklish."  Robby wasn't that ticklish on his chest--I just
needed time to recover from the wonderful sex my kid brother and I
just had.

    "You guys at it AGAIN?" Billy said, walking in, drying his hair.
We all laughed.

    "That was a good idea, Billy--I can't wait to see Scott, again."

    "Scott's YOUR friend.  What about ME?" Robby asked.

    "Hmmmm...right--no Marc, today."

    "Maybe you could have Gary over," Billy said, "HE'S cute.  I'm
sure you could charm him, Robby."

    "Mmmaybeeeeee."

    "Yeah, just don't force him, Robby.  We could get in trouble."

    "I WON'T!" Robby said, using his whining voice.  What an actor!

    "Tommy, yes--quit worrying.  Robby's smart--he won't do anything
stupid."

    "Sorry, Robby," I said, "Ok--just be careful.  If I hear any
screams, I'll send Billy down to paddle your butt."  Billy grinned.

    "Yah--what if I LIKE it?" Robby said with his little-boy charm
working at maximum capacity.

    "Oh--you read THOSE stories, too, huh?"

    "Yah.  Maybe I'll paddle HIS butt, too."

    "Shit!  I better get some butt armor.  My ass isn't safe around
you two," I said.

    "Just leave a hole in it," Billy said.  We all laughed
hysterically.

    "Yah!  A BIG hole!"

    "Hey Robby, maybe you can leave the video cam on, when Gary gets
here.  That would be HOT!"

    "Oh God!" Billy said, "A video of Champ, breaking in a new guy!"

    "Yeah, train him good, Champ."

    "Mmmaybeeeee!" Robby said.

    "Ok--we gotta get moving.  I'll call Marc, and then, Scott.
Robby--you get your butt in the shower."

    "AGAIN?"

    "Yes, AGAIN!  I'll take one, as soon as I'm off the phone.  I'll
ask Marc about Gary, too.  You can call Gary after your shower."

    "No orders for me?" Billy said, pretending to feel hurt.

    "Yeah--you vacuum.  I'll dust."

    "Deal!"

    "I know you like to vacuum, Billy, and I know why."

    "Why?"

    "I saw you once, when you weren't looking.  You put the handle
against your dick, and the vibrations make you hard.  I know it
works--I tried it," I said, with a big smile.

    "You shit!" Billy said, blushing.

    "You looked hot, vacuuming with a hardon."

    "I wanna try it!" Champ said.

    I made my phone calls.  Marc said ok--Scott could come over and
Gary could, too.  I joined Robby in the shower, and fought him off,
halfheartedly, as he started to suck me.

    "I'm saving it for Scott, Robby.  You gonna save it for Gary?"

    "Yah."

    "Come here, Champ.  I'll warm you up, for him.  Just let me know
when to stop."

    It was just a casual suck, at first, but then I got into it.
Before I knew it, hot cum flew into my mouth.

    "You little fucker!" I said, smiling.  "You weren't supposed to
do that!"  Robby was grinning from ear to ear.  "Double crossed by my
baby brother," I said.

    "I need a fuck.  My butt's ready," Robby said.

    "Tough luck, Champ.  Get Gary to do it."

    "Gary's got a tiny dick."

    "Well, maybe later Robby, but not now.  Use your cigar thing,
Gary gave you."

    I don't think Robby cared, one way or the other, really--but it
was nice to be wanted.  We'd been in the shower a little long, it
seemed to me.

    "Hey, you guys--no FUCKING!" Billy said jokingly, shouting into
the bathroom.  That gave me an idea.

    "OH--oh, Robby, YEAH!" I yelled, for Billy's sake, "Yeah, Robby,
SHOVE it in----harder----AHHHH!"  I hit my fist against the wall,
gently, to simulate a rhythmic, fucking sound.  I thought it was a
great fake.  Robby had his hand to his mouth, trying to stifle his
usual, baby-boy giggles.

    Billy barged in, suddenly, and pulled open the shower curtain.
"Are you guys doing--"

    "Ha ha----Gotcha, Billy!"

    "You fuckers!"

    It was cool to play a practical joke on Billy, for a change,
instead of the other way around.  'I'm getting good at this,' I
thought.  Robby just laughed.

    By the time we were done with chores, I was sorry I had insisted
we take the second shower, earlier.  We were all sweaty, and barely
had time for a snack, before Scott would arrive.

    "Hey, Champ, when's Gary coming over?" Billy asked.

    "He can't make it," Robby said, as if it didn't matter.

    "Can't make it?  Oh, Robby--sorry baby bro.  I--"

    "It's ok.  I haven't played 'Destroyer' for a while, an' I got
reading to do."

    I watched Robby's face to see if he was just keeping a stiff
upper lip, about this, but he seemed really ok.

    "Robby--do me a favor--get this stuff in the dishwasher and red'
up the kitchen.  Me an' Billy are gonna rinse off, real quick, before
Scott gets here."

    "Yup--and DON'T attack Scott if he gets here when were in the
shower, Champ!  Promise?"

    "Mmmmaybe," Robby said, grinning again.

    Scott seemed unharmed when Billy and I got out of the shower, and
we said our hellos on the way to our room.  I hoped Champ would be
ok.

Champ was more anxious to be fucked than anyone realized.  He had
secretly called Marc, and charmed him into agreeing to come over.

Robby got brave, and decided be naked, when he let Marc in.  There
was a hedge by the front entrance, so it was impossible for neighbors
to see anyone standing at the front door.

    Robby--erect and ready as a boy could be--waited patiently.  When
the knock came, he swung the door open.

    "CHAD!  What are YOU doing here?" Robby said, crouching, as his
hands covered his boner.

    "Hi, sexy!"
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