Date: Tue, 02 Oct 2001 04:29:34 -0400
From: Danny Meyer <sittinhome@hotmail.com>
Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 29
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COOL KID BROTHER!
CHAPTER 29
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Copyright (C) October 1, 2001 by Danny Meyer.
All rights reserved.
Danny: sittinhome@hotmail.com
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For "Adam, Alex, Andrew, Anthony, Aries, Au, Austin, Bill, Billy,
Bob, Brandon, Brendan, Brian, Bryan, Chad, Chris, Christian, Cody,
Craig, Curtis, Dale, Darren, Dave, David, Dixie, Donald, Earl, Eric,
Frank, Frederick, Gus, GW, HR, Ian, Jase, Jay, Jayson, Jerry, Jesse,
Jim, Joe, John, Johnnie, Jordan, Jorge, Joseph, Josh, Joshua, Kale,
Keith, Kelli, Ken, Keo, Lance, Len, Marc, Mark, Marty, Matt, Mike,
Mr. Brooks, Nick, Paul, Pete, Phil, Philip, Randy, Ray, Red, Rich,
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Tand, Terry, Thomas, Tim, Toby, Todd, Tom, Tony, Trent, Vince, Walt,
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WARNING
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particularly of a gay or homosexual nature, please exercise your
obligations as a responsible citizen and select suitable reading
material. This story contains fictional graphic depictions of
actions and tendencies considered extreme by many people.
This entire story is purely a fantasy, and is for entertainment
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or incidents portrayed or implied in any of this story's contents
or events, which are entirely fictitious. The foregoing and
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story--past, present, and future, in whole or part.
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ALL NAMES PLACES AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE WHOLLY
FICTITIOUS, AND BEAR NO CONNECTION WITH, RESEMBLANCE
OR RELATION TO, ANY REAL PERSON OR ENTITY. ANY SUCH
SIMILARITY IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL, AND UNINTENTIONAL.
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[In the future, MAIN CHARACTERS will appear only every five
chapters, or so, and when a new character enters the story.]
MAIN CHARACTERS (In order of appearance in the overall story)
(Updated 01-October-01)
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--The Brothers--
Tommy - 16 years old (Thomas James Robison, Jr.) - the serious
one. Tommy is the most athletic of the brothers. He is
the most sensitive, also. He is in love with Billy, and
the two of them are on the same baseball team.
In Chapter 1, Tommy makes his first sexual move, on Billy.
By now, Tommy is deeply in love with Billy, and he thinks
no one is better-looking than his kid brother. Tommy has
also developed a sexual link with Robby--different from what
Tommy has with Billy.
Tommy is 5' 10" tall, 165 pounds, smooth, with dark hair,
and deep, hot, brown eyes. He is tight, muscled & tanned.
NICKNAME: "Hotboy" Tommy narrates the story.
Billy - 14 (William Darren Robison) - the playful one. Billy is
'all over the map.' He wants it all. He loves to tease
and joke around. Tommy's daring approach of Billy in
Chapter 1 awakened Billy's sexuality and he's non-stop.
Billy's speed and agility make him a slightly better
baseball player than Tommy. Billy had the hots for Robby,
early on, but now seems to have cooled, on the idea.
Billy's love for Tommy is deepening.
Billy is the thinnest and fairest of the three brothers.
He is 5' 6" tall, 120 pounds, very tight-looking, and
smooth. His blonde hair is fine and invisible, in
places. Billy has striking blue eyes, and a great smile.
Robby - 12 (Robert Michael Robison) - the unsure, outspoken one.
Robby is the youngest and bisexual brother of the three.
He is an early developer and has an oversized 'endowment,'
for his age. He has admitted to fooling around, orally, with
a girl, and now 'plays' with his brothers, and others. Robby
and Marc have quite an affair, going.
NICKNAMES: "Champ" "Boy-genius"
Robby is 5' 5" tall, 120 lbs.--almost as tall as Billy,
but not as thin as Billy. Robby has medium reddish-brown
hair, and green eyes. He is slender, but has more
defined muscles than Billy does.
--A Neighbor College Boy--
Marc - 19 (Marc Denton) Marc lives across the street and is
a college student, home for the summer. Marc is 6' 1"
tall, 180 lbs. He's thin but athletic-looking. Marc has
dark brown hair, green eyes, and is an end on his college
football team. Marc has fine, aquiline facial features
and is considered to be very good-looking. Marc often
plays backyard sports with Tommy and Billy. Sometimes
he wrestles with all three brothers, and other boys.
Marc is introduced at the end of Chapter 11. Marc is a
friend of Scott's, and after Robby introduces Marc to the
joys of male sex, Marc and Scott discover each other's hidden
desire for each other.
Action scenes: Chapters 15, 17, 18, 19, 20, 22 thru 24.
--A fellow high school student who lives down the road--
Scott - 17 (Scott Miller) - a younger, slightly thinner, but
more striking version of Marc. Scott has a thin,
tight, slight build, almost skinny. His muscles are
not big, but they're extremely well defined. Scott is
a blonde, blue-eyed god, as far as Tommy is concerned.
He is 5' 10" tall, 160 lbs., and has well-tanned, golden
skin. He is considered one of the hottest-looking guys
in the school.
Scott is on the swim team, and fits the ideal of the
nice, 'boy-next-door' image, perfectly. He is gentle,
confident, and very soft-spoken. Scott is introduced in
Chapter 19.
NICKNAME: "Studguy"
Action scenes: Chapters 20 thru 25.
--The pizza delivery boy--
Derek - 18 (Derek Blake) Derek lives not too far from the
Robison's neighborhood. His personality is mild-mannered,
(like Scott), but Derek is more of a joking, fun-loving
type, (in contrast to Scott's quietness). In that regard,
Derek shares Billy's gregariousness and general happy-go-
lucky nature.
Derek is 5' 7" tall, with blue eyes, brown hair, and,
except for Derek's shorter height, he bears an overall
slight resemblance to Mark, in face and build--thin, but
athletic-looking. It is that similarity, plus Derek's
killer smile and fun manner, that sparked Robby's interest
in Derek, initially. Derek has been working out, is
college-bound, and hopes to join the football team. He
was on the track team in high school.
--Marc's cousin, visiting from Oregon--
Chad - Chad Cornelius, age 17. Stunning good looks, of Italian
descent, 6' tall, 180 lbs., smooth, slightly olive skin,
deep brown eyes, with shiny, dark-brown hair. Chad is a
wrestler, incredibly tight, tanned, and well-muscled.
Chad is introduced in Chapter 27.
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IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER (28) . . .
Robby is still over at Marc's house--alone with Marc and his
visiting cousin, Chad.
Chad turns out to be one of the crowd, and the three of them have a
sexual good time. Robby, aroused by both boys, gets the best of
both worlds--at both ends--anally penetrating the studly Chad, and
getting it from behind, by Marc. Chad is so into the experience
with Robby, he doesn't realize Marc fucks Robby at the same time.
Chad is head-over-heels, for Robby. Marc is slightly jealous, but
disarmed by Robby's delightful, boyish manner.
The trio takes a shower after a round of sex, then returns to the
bedroom. Robby kneels, and sucks the too-tempting pair of cocks--
just begging for attention. Chad's especially, because--primed as
he was--Chad didn't get to cum, as yet.
The chapter closes with the scene after the shower....
-[Marc is narrating]-
Chad and I, still standing, kissed in the doorway. Robby
took advantage of the opportunity and sucked us--going from one
to the other in rapid succession.
"This kid is non-stop," Chad said admiringly.
"Little fucker wears me out!" I said. It was weird,
getting a blow job and having a conversation with Chad at the
same time.
"I'll be glad to let him wear ME out," Chad said, smiling.
At this point, Robby was on all fours, with his little
butt, sticking up, seductively.
"Chad," I said, "Are you a top, at all?"
"Yes, why?" Chad asked.
"Me, ME!" Robby shouted, excitedly, wiggling his butt, in
response.
"No, way," Chad said, grabbing his thick, nine-inch-plus
cock and glancing at Robby, "This thing--in HIS little hole?"
"Robby's one for a challenge," I replied, but I wasn't
sure I wanted to share Robby's ass.
"Does he--take YOU?" Chad asked, eyes widening.
I nodded--stunned that Chad had no realization that I had
fucked Robby during our session, a little while ago.
"Whoa!" Chad exclaimed.
"Yeah, a CHALLENGE!" Robby said--his eyes gleaming.
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CHAPTER 29 - SPECIAL DELIVERY
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[Marc is still narrating]
"I'm hearing bells, or something, man," Chad said, looking
very puzzled."
"Bells?"
"Yeah, Marc--you got a weird ring on your phone or something?"
I went into the hallway, to see if I could hear anything.
"Holy shit--it's the DOORBELL! Quick, get dressed!"
"Shit? Shit is RIGHT!" Chad yelled."
"Chad--what's wrong?" Robby asked, cowering in fear. Chad's
loud voice had frightened him.
"Sorry, Robby," Chad said.
"Robby," I said, shoving my legs into my shorts as fast as I
could, "We got to cum, and Chad didn't--remember?"
"Ohhhhh, fuuuuuck," Robby said, in a sudden rush of boyish
understanding and sympathy for the frustrated, good-looking
seventeen-year-old.
There was a big scramble, as Robby, Chad and I rushed to get
our clothes on--still half-aroused by Robby's recent, half-started
blow job. Chad was fully aroused. Poor guy got so caught up with
Robby, he didn't take care of his own needs, yet. As I thought
about it, Chad and Robby could take their time and close the bedroom
door. I had to rush, so I could answer the doorbell.
"Blue balls, cuz?" I asked Chad, while throwing on a T-shirt.
"Yeah. But he's worth it. I love this kid," Chad said with a
huge smile directed at Robby.
Robby--who was right next to Chad--seemed startled at Chad's
comment. Robby suddenly got calm, reached out his hand toward Chad,
and put his finger to Chad's chest. It was one of those touching
moments--and the last thing I saw, as I left the room and headed for
the front door.
I ran a brush through my hair, quickly, adjusted my cock, and
went for the front door. It was Tommy, Robby's brother.
. . .
"Oh, Robby--sweet boy. You just--"
"I think you're really cool, Chad."
"I think YOU'RE awesome, Robby--or do you like to be called
Champ?"
"Doesn't matter."
"I wonder who's at the door."
"It's my brother."
"You can hear him? I can't hear a thing."
"Twelve-year-olds got the best hearing. I did a paper on
aging and the senses, for science."
"Smart little fucker, too."
"Yah. You can call me smart fucker," Robby said, grinning.
"Ha ha--I'll think of a better nickname for you, Robby."
"I better go see what Tommy wants."
. . .
Robby appeared just as Tommy was explaining the situation.
"Tommy!" Robby said, excitedly.
"Robby, what's up?"
"Oh, nuthin."
"Mom called. They're heading home. You gotta come home now."
"Ok."
By this time, Chad had appeared.
"Oh--Chad, this is Robby's brother, Tommy."
Tommy and Chad exchanged hellos and handshakes, but it was
obvious Tommy was in a hurry to leave.
"Hey guys," Tommy said, "thanks for taking care of Robby. We
gotta go, now." Out they went.
As I closed the door, I started to laugh, "Oh yeah! We took
CARE of him, all right!" Then I saw the look on Chad's face.
"Chad, what's wrong?"
"Robby's gone, and I'm bummed, Marc. That kid is one in a
million."
"The whole family is kinda special--really good people.
Chad--don't you think his brother Tommy is hot?"
"Yeah, but--something about Robby... wow!"
"I know what you mean, Chad. Say, uh, you surprised me--you
don't really strike me as a bottom."
"I'm NOT. I figured Robby would feel safer if I bottomed for
him. Besides, I wouldn't dream of hurting the little guy."
"Oh. I was just thinking you might bottom for your cuz."
"I will, if YOU will, Marc."
"You got a DEAL!"
-[The story continues with Tommy narrating]-
"When will they be home?" Robby asked, as we were crossing the
street.
"Mom said they weren't sure. They might have dinner with Bob
and Kathy, first. So, um, what'd you guys do?"
"Oh, nuthin."
"Chad's straight?"
"Well... not reeeeeally."
"Robby, I can tell by your face you're not telling me
everything. What happened?"
"It was really cool!"
By this time we reached the house, and were inside. I
wondered where Billy was.
"Yeah, so, go on, Robby."
"I don't WANNA tell." Just then, Billy popped into view.
"Hey, Champ, 'sup?"
"Oh, nuthin."
"Excuse us, Billy, I gotta have a talk with our baby brother,"
I said, as I walked Robby into dad's office. In the first place, I
was feeling guilty that I even let Robby go over there, with two
older boys--alone, so I was nervous as hell.
"What's wrong?" Billy said, stopping dead in his tracks.
I waved him off as I shut dad's office door. I sat next to
Robby, in one of the two chairs in front of dad's desk.
"Robby--did something bad happen, over there?"
"BAD? No, I SWEAR!"
"I think you better tell me."
"Ok, OK! Why you so worried, anyway? You think I'm a BABY?"
Robby said, getting ready to cry. I wanted to say, 'Yeah, I DO--
you're only twelve,' but I knew better--and I felt bad that he had
tears in his eyes.
"No, no!" I said, dropping to my knees and hugging Robby, "I'm
sorry. I didn't mean to make it sound that way, Champ. It's just--
I worry, like mom--and I don't KNOW Chad, and--"
"I fucked him, he's hot!" Robby said, with an impish grin.
I couldn't help smiling back. "Yeah, he's hot. I got a good
look a him. So, um--"
"And Marc fucked me, and--"
"Anyway, you're ok--everything was cool?"
"Way cool, Tommy."
"No shit, Robby? YOU fucked CHAD?"
"Yah. And then we--"
"It's ok, Robby. You don't have to tell me everything, if you
don't want to. It's just--well, I'm sorry I made you feel bad."
"It's ok. Then we--"
"Robby--let's get out of here and you can tell me and Billy,
together."
"Is everything ok?" Billy asked, as I emerged from dad's
office, with Robby, close behind.
"Yeah, no prob, Billy."
"What was that all about?" Billy asked, as we all made
ourselves comfortable on the couch.
"Tommy wanted to FUCK me!" Robby blurted, "Heeeeeeeee!"
"Robby--STOP!" I said.
Billy was hysterical, laughing.
"Oh yeah?" Billy said in mock jealousy, "He better fuck ME,
first! So what did you do with Marc and his cousin--what's his
name?"
"Chad. He's straight," Robby said, giggling.
"Yeah, RIGHT!" Billy said, obviously seeing through Robby,
easily.
By this time, little Champ was on his back, between us, on the
couch, with his feet in the air, kicking them, while looking
straight up at me. Billy was leaning back, so he wouldn't get
kicked.
"Robby, cut that OUT!" Billy said.
"Why? It's a free country," Robby said, "I don't hafta!"
"Robby you--!"
And the two of them started in--Billy tickling--Robby
defending himself--the both of them squealing, like six year-olds.
"Quit it, guys!" I said.
"Oh that's right, Tommy's the OLDEST," Billy said,
sarcastically, "He's too OLD to have FUN!"
That's all it took, and the three of us were on the floor,
wrestling with each other. This was fun, and even though Billy had
pushed one of my 'wrong' buttons, I was happy for the three of us to
be together.
"The PHONE!" Robby said.
"I'll get the phone," Billy said. I didn't even hear it ring.
I was on top of Robby--and not only was he hard, but it felt huge,
and very good. I let go of him, and was no sooner lying on my back,
when he unzipped me and started sucking my dick.
"Ohh, yeah, Robby! DO me, baby bro."
Robby stopped long enough to say, "You taste good, Tommy."
Robby's mouth was just hot--and he got ME hot, fast!
"I can't trust you two, alone, not even for a minute," Billy
said, half laughing, as he returned from answering the phone. He
walked over and stood where I was lying on the floor.
"You oughtta feel this boy's mouth, little bro," I said.
"I will," Billy said, unzipping.
"Up on your knees, Robby--suck Billy for a while. Fucker had
me ready to come, almost," I said to Billy.
"Holy fuck! His mouth's HOT!"
"So, who was on the phone?"
"Derek. He was calling ahead. He said he had TWO pizzas.
Oh, yeah, feels so GOOD, Robby!"
I had ordered the pizzas, earlier.
"Oh. Mom said to get two--in case they don't go to dinner
with Bob and Kathy. Why did he call ahead? He didn't do that, LAST
time."
"No clue, Tommy. He called on his cell. He should be here,
any second."
"In that case, Robby, come back over to me--your OLDER big
brother, and suck me for a while." Billy sighed, but didn't
protest. I was surprised that Billy started to unzip Robby--when
the doorbell rang.
"Shit. You weren't kidding, any second, Billy."
"FUCK! I got no underwear and I gotta pee," Billy said,
running toward the bathroom. "Tommy--try an' keep talking to him,
or somethin'. I wanna SEE this guy!"
"I'll do my best," I said, as I opened the front door.
"Hi--it's me, again. You guys must be really hungry, today,"
Derek said, as he eyed the two pizzas he was carrying. He had this
killer smile, and his teeth were so perfect. When he saw that Robby
and I each had a bulge in our shorts, he blushed. The double
meaning hit me, and I blushed too. Yeah, we were 'hungry.'
"Hi Derek. Come on in," I said.
"Yah, COME IN," Robby said, sounding happy to see Derek.
I was happy to see him, myself. Then I noticed Derek had a bulge,
too--and he was looking mighty fine.
"Is it ok if I just go in, and put these on your table?" Derek
asked, motioning toward the kitchen.
"Sure--go ahead."
"Whew! Last delivery!" Derek said, with a huge smile, as he
slid the pizzas onto the table. Robby was right at Derek's side.
"Hello," Billy said, entering the kitchen. Billy's expression
changed instantly when he saw Derek. I could tell, my kid brother
was awestruck.
I knew Robby had the hots for him--I was starting to get
horny, myself, watching him--and now Billy practically jumps in the
guy's arms. This did not go unnoticed by Derek.
"Hi! I'm Derek," he said to Billy, smiling very warmly.
"I'm Billy. Nice to meet you." Billy's voice cracked,
slightly, and that made him blush.
"It's really nice to meet YOU," Derek said. The two of them
stood so close to each other, it made ME embarrassed.
'Kiss him and get it over with,' I thought.
"Didn't you do track, last year?" Billy asked, as he took a
seat next to me, on the far side of the table, with our backs to the
big kitchen window. It was like Billy suddenly got cold feet.
"Yes, I--"
"I remember you, now!" I blurted. "You ran in the state
finals--100 meter."
"I remember you too, and you were HOT--I mean, GOOD," Billy
said, blushing profusely. I saw Robby grin, out of the corner of my
eye.
"Yeah, you won your event, too," I added.
"Thanks. It's nice to be noticed," Derek said.
"Yah, NOTICED," Robby said, being a little too obvious, for
comfort.
Since Billy and I were sitting across from Robby and Derek,
with a wall to our backs, I decided to turn the tables and play a
little practical joke on Billy, for a change. I figured he would be
hard, and it turned out I was right. My hand touched the bulge in
his shorts.
"Would you like a coke? I think we could all use one," I
said. Robby was up, instantly, and at the fridge.
"Sure--thanks!"
"You can stay?" Billy asked, turning to Derek.
"Yesss!" Derek said, victoriously, "I get off early tonight--
this is my last delivery."
I thought to myself, 'I have a feeling you're gonna get OFF,
all right--a lot earlier than you think.'
"Oh, that's--UHH!--wonderful," Billy said, as my hand slipped
inside his shorts and started to massage his dick. I saw the blush
deepen, in Billy's cheeks. "That's great that you can r-relax,
now," Billy continued, as best he could. Billy was pretty much
trapped and defenseless. If he struggled, or got up, everyone would
know, or see his hardon.
"Thanks. I know the owner, and I can turn the money in,
tomorrow. He won't mind."
"Derek gets the first piece!" Robby said, with his nose in the
pizza box he'd just opened.
I thought that was a great way to invite someone for dinner.
At least, someone like Derek--who was looking better and better, by
the minute. I swear, his face was almost as cute as Billy's. He
looked a little like Marc, I thought, but Marc was a lot taller.
Derek had warm brown hair, blue eyes, and was a little taller
than Billy. His build was to die for--thin, but with obvious
muscles, like he'd been working out. His shirt was halfway open,
and his arms were very strong-looking--athletic, lean, and muscular.
I saw he had a little bit of hair on his chest, and his pecs were
awesome. They shined, with sweat, and for some reason that made me
look at the shine of his lips--and I just stared at the guy's lips,
like I was in a trance. My cock was sending me VERY positive
messages about this hot-looking eighteen-year-old.
Six eyes stared in silence at the poor guy. It was like we
were the interrogators, waiting for the captive to answer the
question--after Robby gave his indirect dinner invitation. After a
tense few seconds, Derek spoke up.
"Ok, ok. You guys talked me into it. How could I say no?"
Derek said with a smile, looking first at Billy, then Robby and me.
"AHH!" Billy exclaimed. My finger had just spread precum
around the tip of his boner. Derek seemed to take Billy's sudden
exclamations in stride. Meanwhile, Champ took it upon himself to
get paper plates.
Before I was finished eating one slice, Robby had consumed
three, and he was slouching in his chair. I wanted to get napkins,
but I wasn't going to stand up with the raging boner I had.
"Wait, you did javelin, too, didn't you?--UHH!" Billy said, as
I stroked his cock with the slippery stuff.
"Yes--not as good as Jimmy Fletcher, though," Derek said
humbly.
It was entertaining, watching Billy squirm, uncomfortably,
while I brought him closer and closer to climax, in front of
everyone--and only I knew what was going on, although Robby had this
strange expression on his face when he looked at Billy.
"Yeah, he took state, didn't he?" I said.
"Yup, and he's a good--AH!--kid, too," Billy said. "That was
his junior year--too bad he moved away--OH, GOD!--" Billy reacted
to my hand stroking him, but good. I thought it was odd that Billy
responded to what I said, and not Derek.
By this time, Billy was quivering in his seat--probably
thinking how totally embarrassed he would be, if he came--so I
stopped. That was when I noticed Robby with a large tent in his
shorts. Slouched in the chair like he was, his bulging dick may as
well have been a flashing beacon, for the way Derek was staring at
it. No wonder he didn't respond to my last comment. Derek and
Robby were communicating with their eyes, apparently--and Derek was
now slouched, too.
Billy elbowed me, and I thought he was going to give me shit,
for doing what I did. Instead, he moved his head, to get me to look
at Derek. My heart pounded--Derek was tenting his jeans!
I thought I would die when Robby stood up--with his bulged-out
shorts showing a precum stain--and walked toward Derek. I thought I
would double-die when Robby leaned in, and whispered in Derek's ear.
In response, Derek stood up and started walking out of the
kitchen, with Robby, right behind. Champ waved for us to follow--we
all ended up in his room.
"I'll go first," Robby said to Derek.
"Um, Robby--" I said, "If me and Billy are going to be second
and third, I think maybe it would be cool if we knew what we're
getting into."
"I'm sorry," Derek said sincerely, "that's MY fault--"
Robby interrupted him with another whispered message.
"You want ME to tell them?" Derek said so softly and lovingly,
holding Robby's hand.
Robby nodded.
"Ok," Derek said gently, the blush rising in his cute face,
"Robby said--and I agree with him--that we should all get naked--I
mean, if you guys want to. I'M going to." Derek was gentle, but
you could tell, he was a leader--just the way he stood, and the way
he talked. I was dying, wondering what Robby whispered in his ear.
Robby and Derek were standing up, before the last word was out
of Derek's mouth, and they started to undress. We both stared
at the bulge in Derek's pants. My cock throbbed.
"Holy shit," Billy said out loud, in total disbelief.
"I don't believe this!" I whispered to Billy.
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