Date: Thu, 11 Oct 2001 11:16:17 -0400
From: Danny Meyer <sittinhome@hotmail.com>
Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 31
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COOL KID BROTHER!
Chapter 31
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Copyright (c) October 10, 2001 by Danny Meyer. All rights reserved.
Danny: sittinhome@hotmail.com
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*UPDATED* name list, 10-October-01:
For: "Adam, AJ, Alex, Andrew, Ann, Anthony, Aries, Au, Austin, Ava,
Benj, Bill, Billy, Bob, Brandon, Brendan, Brian, Bryan, Chad,
Chiveras, Crescent, Chris, Christian, Christopher, Cody, Craig,
Curtis, Cutter, Dale, Daniel, Darlene, Darren, Dash, Dave, David,
Dennis, Dixie, Dominick, Don, Donald, Duke, Earl, Eddie, Elkton,
Eric, Erik, Ernie, Frank, Frederick, Garry, Gene, Gil, Gus, GW, HR,
Hugh, Ian, James, Jase, Jason, Jay, Jayson, Jerry, Jesse, Jim, JM,
Joe, Joey, John, Johnnie, Jon, Jordan, Jorge, Joseph, Josh, Joshua,
JR, Justin, Kale, Kathy, Keith, Kelli, Kelly, Ken, Keo, Kevin, Lance,
Lauren, Len, Les, Marc, Marcel, Mark, Marty, Matt, Michael, Mike,
Mr. Brooks, Nic, Nick, Paul, Pete, Peter, Phil, Philip, Phillip,
Preston, Price, Raj, Randy, Ray, Red, Rich, Richard, Rick, Rob,
Robby, Robert, Rolf, Roy, Russell, Ryan, Sam, Scott, Sean, Sebastian,
Shawn, Skip, Stan, Steve, Steven, Syret, Tand, Teresa, Terry, Thomas,
Tim, Toby, Todd, Tom, Tony, Trent, Tyler, Vince, Wade, Wally, Walt,
Warren, Wes, Yagir, Yog."
--Thank you. Let me know if I missed your name.
I'm terrible at lists.
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WARNING
If it is not legal or ethical for you to read erotic stories,
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
purposes only--it is not a reflection of life. All readers are
warned not to attempt to re-enact, or recreate any of the actions
or incidents portrayed or implied in any of this story's contents
or events, which are entirely fictitious. The foregoing and
subsequent text applies to all chapters and portions of this
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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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, (30) . . .
The intimate foursome--Tommy, Billy, Robby, and Derek the pizza boy--
have a quite a sexual romp in Robby's room.
The three brothers suck Derek and he eventually returns the favor to
all. Derek also strokes Robby and Tommy.
Robby sucks Tommy on the side, while watching Billy and Derek in
action.
Later, Derek sits on Billy's boner, while Billy reaches out to stroke
his brothers' erections. Billy is the first to cum, as his hands
leave his brothers' cocks, and he erupts, inside Derek.
Impeding the pizza boy's plans, the brothers attack Derek
pleasurably, with Billy leading the way--and Derek cums. That leaves
Tommy and Robby hanging, sexually, and they are anxious for release.
The chapter ends with the sensual attack on Derek--Billy sucks the
bewildered but passionate pizza boy, while Tommy and Robby administer
whatever pleasurable sensations they can....
"Come on, guys--LET'S GET HIM!" Billy yelled, and dropped
to his knees, grabbing Derek's legs and shoving his mouth over
Derek's dripping, throbbing cock. I could tell by the way Billy
was sucking, he was really going for it. Robby and I lunged at
Derek, and dropped to our knees, too. We both went for his
balls, then I went around back, and licked his hot-looking butt,
with one finger tickling, behind his balls.
I stood, and ran my tongue up Derek's back, reached for his
nipples, and was going to kiss his neck, when his whole body
shook. It felt like an earthquake. I got back down on my knees,
behind Derek's legs, at Robby's level.
"OH, SHIT! GOD! WAIT, WAIT...FUCK! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...uhh,
UH...uhh, uhh, UHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"
I was in my glory, for Billy--getting Derek to cum, and
taking his hot load. From the sounds of things, it was a big
one.
"He's cummin,' huh?" Robby said, popping his head behind
Derek, and asking so innocently.
"Oh yeah, Robby, he sure is."
"So, does that mean it's over?"
"Not exactly--I think he's got a few more cums left in him,
before we're done with him."
"I wanna cum!"
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CHAPTER 31 - The Pizza Boy Makes A Wish
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All of a sudden, there was more light on me and Robby. Derek's
knees had given out after Billy's great blow job, and the two of them
were letting more light through--lying on the floor, now, with Billy
on top, kissing Derek. Robby and I were still on our hands and knees
on the floor--where Derek had been standing, seconds ago. I could
hear Billy and Derek, panting and moaning, as I spoke to Robby.
"So, Robby," I said, "you wanna cum, huh?"
"Yah."
"Want me to suck you off, now?" I asked, as the two of us got up
and moved toward the bed. Robby had this subtle charm, totally apart
from his speech and mannerisms, that drew me to him.
"Welllll... not really. I wanna fuck Derek."
"I can't help you there--it's HIS butt, not mine."
Robby giggled hysterically, in his little-boy way. Sometimes he
acted like a six-year-old, and other times he seemed to have the
wisdom of an adult.
"We all need a shower now, for sure--you want Derek to suck you
off in the shower, Robby? I think he wants to do that."
"Mmmaybeee."
"You boner looks hungry, Champ." We both stared at it--it did
look very thick, and was throbbing relentlessly. His hardon had a
deep redness to it, and the skin was so smooth and perfect, I
drooled, looking at it.
"Yah."
At that point, I got on my knees. "Come here, Robby. Big bro
wants a taste of your dick." I engulfed his very steep-angled
erection before he knew what hit him. The taste and texture of his
incredibly hard penis was electrifying, and his little-boy scent went
right to my brain. I felt a throb in my cock.
"Tommy--AHHH!"
"Hey, what are you guys doing, over there?" Billy said playfully,
as he and Derek approached us.
"Robby told me he wants to cum," I said.
"No! I'd have never guessed," Derek said. We all laughed.
Robby blushed, like a kid caught in the act of something he wasn't
supposed to do.
Hell, I didn't blush. I was proud to have sex with my brothers.
I never did understand brothers that fought, all the time. I was
glad we were of one mind, pretty much, and all worked and played well
together--especially during sex. I'd finally figured it out--we
didn't have to worry about making babies, so we didn't have to worry
about ANYTHING--just have fun.
"Yup, he's horny, all right," Billy said.
"Why don't we hit the shower, again?" Derek said, beating me to
it. I was just thinking that.
"Good idea."
Robby had this forlorn look as we left the room--I could tell he
was really in need. Poor kid had a serious sex drive--and it was at
the max, right now. We all headed for the shower room.
Robby ran ahead to catch up with Derek, and Billy dropped back to
talk to me.
"Tommy! Oh, my God! I did like it said in that one story--I
kept half his cum in my mouth and gave it to him when I kissed him.
Fuck, that was hot!! I'm ready to cum again."
"Wow, Billy--I'm getting hotter, just hearing that. Yeah--your
cock looks almost as hungry as Robby's."
"He tasted really good too," Billy said, all enthused.
"I'm happy for ya, bro--you needed that--and Derek's a stud.
Just keep in mind, Robby and I haven't cum yet. I think Robby's
ready to explode or get blue balls, or both. Maybe we should get
him off, in the shower."
"No prob."
We went through our usual ritual of how hot the water should be,
and finally were all washing ourselves.
"That was a really hot, surprise ambush you guys pulled off,"
Derek said. "The three of you got me so hot. Billy--your mouth--
that was incredible."
Billy just blushed, a little, and nodded.
"Gee, Champ," I said, "that boner of yours sure looks like it
needs attention."
"I wanna fuck Derek," Robby said, glancing around the shower room
at all of us." Now it was Derek's turn to blush.
"Well guys," Derek said sheepishly, "I'm not......really all that
experienced. A guy tried to fuck me the regular way, once, and I
couldn't take it. I do ok, if I sit on it--but not the other way."
"Oh," Robby said, his face dropping, "I really wanna fu--"
Robby didn't get to finish. Derek's soap-slicked hand was on
Champ's dick, stroking slowly--and that shut him up. Robby fell back
against the wall, panting. Derek slid his free hand under Robby's
balls, and Champ's body tensed, in response.
"Yup, we gotta get this boy off," Billy said, as his soapy hand
took over stroking Robby. Champ was beyond talking--he was trembling
and making little noises.
"Urrrrp...mffff...eeep...uhh...."
Derek poked a finger in Robby's back end, as my hand took the
place of Billy's--his cock felt very warm.
"Fuuuuuuuuck.........ohhhhhh..."
Soon, we were all taking turns stroking my overheated baby
brother, watching him squirm, hearing his funny little moans. It was
fascinating to see his chest heave with deep, quick breaths, while
his face got redder and redder.
Now we were down to about three strokes per turn, as we changed
hands on Robby's boner, in rapid succession.
"Yeeee..... yeeeeee.... yah, yah, OHHHHHHHH..."
Robby was cumming like a fire hose out of control.
"Holy shit," Derek said.
"Aw, fuck! Ahhh! Ohhhh! Oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhh." Robby always
came so hard! I precummed, watching him.
Derek put his face right at Robby's dick, and I heard the cum,
when it hit his cheek.
My knees were getting weak, watching. Billy noticed, and put an
arm around me and his hand on my cock--but we kept our eyes on
Robby's shooting dick, and Derek's face. Billy started to stroke me.
"Oh, Billy, yeah--your hand!" I moaned.
"Tommy, you wanna cum?"
"No, not yet." Billy stopped, and we kissed.
"Well, I'm ready for a break, bro," Billy said casually.
"Yah, me, too," Robby moaned.
"I could go for a break. YOU'RE ready for a rest!" Derek said,
hugging Robby.
"No--I'm hungry," Robby said.
We all had a quick snack, and then I said it would be a good time
to read some stories. I really wanted to get back to sex, but
everyone else seemed to want a breather.
"Yeah," Derek said, "if they're good stories, we can get some
ideas from them!"
"Ideas?----Oh, yeah, right!" I said, looking at Derek, and
smiling.
Billy and Robby went off by themselves, and I ended up in my
room, alone with Derek. We read three stories--with my hand wrapped
around his cock, and the tip of his finger slowly sliding up and down
mine. 'I have to try doing this with Billy,' I thought.
"Damn, you put out a lot of precum!" Derek said.
"Well, um, which story did you like the best?" I asked, hoping
one of them would spark his interest.
"The torture one."
"Torture one? I don't have one about torture."
"Sure, Tommy," Derek said, taking the stack of stories and
pulling one out, "This one--where they cock-tease the guy half to
death."
"Ok, I guess that IS torture."
"Yeah, but what a way to go!"
"Right!"
"I read a story like that, a while ago," Derek said, "and it
turned me on, bigtime. It's my fantasy, now."
"Wow!" I said, "I got an idea. Let's go back to Robby's room."
Robby's door was only partly open, and as I peeked in, I thought
they were fucking--but there were Robby and Billy--fast asleep. I
rubbed Billy's leg, like I do in the morning.
"Hey, guys," I said, "If you wanna nap, Derek and I can go--"
"No, no!" Billy said, waking up Robby. "Come on Champ, wake up."
"Derek just told me he liked the story where the one guy gets
licked and teased, and not allowed to cum for a long time."
"OH, we can do THAT," Billy said with a mischievous grin.
"Yah--no PROBLEM!" Robby added.
"Did you guys rehearse this, or something?" Derek asked, looking
a little shocked.
Derek was eighteen, but he had twelve-year-old eyes. They were
wide open to begin with, but every time he opened them wider, I felt
I was looking right through those baby blues of his, and it made me
feel like I was going to cum.
"No, not really," I said. "We've sorta done it to each other, a
little."
"Damn! You guys are lucky--you have brothers to act out your
fantasies."
"Yah," Robby said, "problem is, we don't have any fantasies."
"Robby!" Billy said, giving Champ the elbow.
"Well, not too many, anyway," I said--not wanting Derek to think
we didn't know anything.
"I'll tie him up," Robby said.
"Let's all do it, Champ."
Suddenly we were all on our knees, wrapping rope around Derek's
legs, and getting in each other's way, trying to lick his dick.
By the time we were done, we had his hands tied behind his back
and legs spread apart, a little. His boner was practically straight
up, and he had precum, already. He looked hot as hell!
We took turns, sliding our hands over his nipples--barely
touching. We sucked him, ran our tongues around his throbbing cock,
and licked his balls--and whatever other spot we thought of. He was
ticklish, so we got him GOOD on the ribs and by his armpits. We
didn't tickle too much, though--we wanted to keep him totally horny.
This went on for a long time.
I ran my tongue slowly over every ridge and valley of Derek's
cock. The sensations were wonderful--it was as if I could picture
his dick from the feelings I was getting with my tongue.
"I wanna fuck the prisoner," Robby said, looking at Derek.
"I'm sorry--I wish I could, Robby--but it just doesn't work that
way for me."
We had all taken many turns, licking and teasing Derek's studly
cock. God, it was beautiful! Not super-huge, like Marc's, but a
real nice big-boy dick. Robby was flicking his tongue, so expertly,
on the bottom side of the head of it, in the "V" spot. What a boner!
And it jerked each time Champ swiped his tongue against it.
"UHHHHH!! Oh, God, please......no more," Derek pleaded.
"You're a big boy--you can take it," Robby said.
"No, please...AHH!"
"Maybe I WILL let you cum," Robby said, with all innocence,
looking up into Derek's hot, desperate eyes.
"Yeah, Robby, maybe you BETTER," I said, "I don't think big boys
can take as much of this as YOU can."
"Ohhhh, really?" Robby said, as his lips surrounded but barely
touched the head of the poor kid's dick.
"Yeah! Yeah, that's it!" Derek gasped, "Yeah, Robby--GO!"
I hoped Robby was getting ready to suck Derek, for real. I was
feeling guilty that we had this gorgeous hunk tied up and tortured
for so long. Of course, Billy and I were taking turns feathering
Derek's body, too--anywhere we could think of. Then again, I thought
maybe we should keep this up--and see how far we could take him.
Derek was pure sweat, from head to toe--and his whole body had a
blush to it, especially his dick--it was dark red, and a lot thicker
than when we first started on him.
"He's gotta be thirsty," I said, not wanting to wimp out and tell
everyone I thought we should let him cum, now--but also thinking he
had sweat so much, he probably needed a drink.
Billy went to get Derek some water, while Robby and I petted
Derek, all over. I licked my fingers, and slid the slippery
fingertips across his nipples, many times. Derek's knees gave out,
as he moaned from the pleasure--it's a good thing he was tied.
Finally I got in, close, and nibbled on his nipples with my mouth,
and Derek cried out, in pleasure. Our hardons slid against each
other when I did that, and my dick throbbed.
As Billy came back with the water, and was putting the glass to
Derek's lips, I could see Robby was doing his little trick again,
only deeper--Robby's mouth was covering more than half of Derek's
cock, not touching it. Champ was flicking his tongue, and breathing
hot breath over the tip of the pizza boy's throbbing penis--deep
along the shaft. He probably felt it on his pubes, too.
"Robby... come on!" Derek moaned--more desperate and out of
breath, now. "Let me...feel it...more pressure......uhhhh!"
Billy was doing his best, trying to give Derek a drink--but Derek
was so worked up, he kept squirming, and half the water was dribbling
down his chest.
Robby greased a finger and slid it up Derek's butt, for the first
time--and our cute, hot little pizza boy burst into a new vocal
range.
"Ohhh, fuck... AHHHH, FUUUUUUUUUUCK!"
"Nah," Robby said, removing his mouth from the big jerking dick
and shoving his finger up, hard, "it's too soon. I better not make
you cum now."
"No, Robby! No------oh, GOD... PLEASE!"
"You gonna let me fuck you?" Robby cooed, charmingly--for the
umpteenth time, as he barely touched the tip of his tongue to the
underside of the thick, throbbing boner.
"Oh, GOD, AHH!......N--no, sorry Robby, I can't take it that
way," Derek said, again. Robby had been very persistent.
"You can't cum till I fuck you," Robby said, finally delivering
the ultimatum.
"PLEASE!" Derek said--his deep, strong, eighteen-year-old voice
cracking, now. He looked up, half panic-stricken, at me and Billy.
Billy knelt at Derek's feet to take turns with Robby, and worsen
the guy's torment. I knew Billy was in his glory--and I was sure
Derek was loving this. He sure acted desperate, though.
While Billy and I ignored his plea, and my brothers worked him
over, Derek's chest started to heave. His cock swelled, even more--I
watched it closely, and I could see pulses, in the shaft and head.
"Ok, OK!------FUCK ME!!!!" Derek screamed.
"Ohhhhhhh, what a good boy," Robby cooed softly--contrasting
sharply with Derek's intensity--as Champ reached for the Crisco.
Robby seemed to be assessing the situation. I could tell I was
right, when he entered Derek slowly and tenderly.
"Ahhhhh, yahhhhhh..."
"Ow, ow, shit, fuck!"
"Bad, Derek?" Billy asked, lifting his face from Derek's bush.
"No......it's ok," Derek said, grimacing.
It was fun watching Robby fuck him, but I was too horny to watch,
for long. I grabbed Robby's shoulder, and whispered to him.
"I got plans, Robby. Stop now, and let me do something."
"I gotta CUM!" Champ whispered back, solemnly.
"Don't worry--you'll have plenty of time to torture him, more. I
won't be long."
There was something totally safe about Derek--even though he was
eighteen, and eighteen-year-olds could scare me, at times. He
reminded me, a little, of Scott--I felt I could say anything or do
anything to him--a calm but fun type of guy. That feeling made me
very brave, and I had a bold plan.
Robby stepped back, and I took over--first, drying Derek's cock
with a soft towel, then, using a new feather on him--a thicker one
that really could get to you. I brushed the feather softly on the
top side of his dick, making sure to focus on the top of his swollen
head. I was saving the underside and the 'V,' for later.
"Oh, shit...Tommy...I can't...I can't...take much more of--"
"Sure you can, Derek. Robby's deal was only PART of the
bargain."
"What are you talking about?"
"This feather--it's really cool. It can keep a guy horny, for
HOURS. The way I'm using it, you'll just get more and more horny."
(I was mimicking the story.) "And you know, if you're bad, and don't
cooperate, we'll move you to the furnace room, where nobody ever
goes, tie you up there, and wait till my parents are sleeping. Then
we can do this to you all night--hour after hour, after hour, Derek."
We really did have a furnace room.
"YEAH!" Robby and Billy said, stroking themselves, unconsciously.
"Tommy--PLEASE!! PLEASE don't do that!! You're older--you got
smarts--you know I need...I need to--"
"To let me fuck you, Derek, so we can let you cum."
Derek wasn't mad--I think he was a little scared, with three
against one, but I had a feeling I was feeding his fantasy, (and
mine). His precum gushed out. I took the tip of my tongue and
flicked, lightly, to lick off some of Derek's sweet, slippery stuff.
"No...God, no......please, no."
"You got some nice precum going, there, Derek." I teased the tip
of his cock with my fingers and squeezed the base. His precum
practically SHOT out.
Billy was the most attentive--his mouth gaped open as he fingered
his dick. I enjoyed this, but Billy was REALLY into control and
pleasant torture, and in his mind I'd bet there was nothing better
than this nice, older boy, to have dripping and crying for sex, cock
upright and throbbing--and begging for mercy. I thought it was
pretty cool, myself, as I slid my lips, lightly over the head of his
dick, again.
"Oh, GOD!" Derek screamed.
I pulled back to look at him. It looked like Derek's whole body
was ready to explode.
"Billy--more water, we wanna make sure he doesn't run out of
precum, here."
Then I started on the underside of his cock. The thicker feather
hugged the tight skin, beautifully.
"Ahhhhh........Ohhhhhhhh......No!..........Please......uhhh."
I think he needs more convincing, Robby. Give me one of those
kleen-rite things. I got Robby to help, and I re-tied Derek,
loosely, in a chair.
I raised his legs, wiped all around his butt, and pulled his hips
forward.
My tongue flicked, around his cute hole--that got Derek moaning,
pretty loud. Then I went for the target, and swept my tongue across
the hole, over and over, using more and more pressure--as my fingers
made love to his dick, sliding up and down.
"Oh, God, PLEASE! PLEASE!! Ohhhh, ohhh, AHHHHHHHH!"
"Derek--one more dick inside you won't be that bad," I said,
"Robby will have you all broken in, by the time I--"
"Ok, ok. FUCK ME man!" Derek said, gulping and gasping, "Just
get started--I gotta--"
I wasted no time. I greased my dick, and slid in. Even though I
was very horny, I was careful not to hurt him. I could feel that
Robby had loosened him up, pretty good, and I bucked like a bronco--I
couldn't help myself. My cock was burning with need. I think I
lasted about twelve strokes, and started to shoot.
"Ahhhhhh! Oh, shit! FUCK, yeah! Derek! Uhh, UHHHHHHH!!"
I grabbed his hips and dug in. My shots felt so strong, my cum
must've hit his throat, from the inside. At the end, I put my hand
on his balls--the whole sack was hard! My fun didn't last long, but
I didn't care. It felt so good--and I got relief. My balls finally
started to relax--they had been tight and painful, for so long--but
nothing like the hard knot I felt, on Derek. I smiled at my
brothers. I no sooner got out of the way, when Billy started in.
"I know you need to cum, bad, Derek, and that was good what you
said to my brothers, but--" Billy had imitated my tone, pretty well.
Derek knew what the deal was.
Derek and Billy just stared at each other. I could see Derek
sweat. There was a moment of silence.
"Shit," Derek said breathlessly, his head tossing from side to
side, and the sweat dripping from his nose, his chin--everywhere.
His hair was soaked. He looked up at Billy. "I can't say no to you.
Go ahead--you too, you little fucker!" That was the first smile from
Derek, in a long time. I was glad to see that.
"I wanna suck you some more, first," Billy said gently.
"Sure, Billy." Derek sounded all dreamy and was giving Billy
these warm, longing looks--in between grimaces, and looking like he
was dreading getting any more sucking, at the moment.
Billy was on his knees, in no time.
While my hot little brother and the studly pizza boy carried on,
Robby and I took a quick shower and pawed each other. Champ had this
cute smile, and our hands were just going everywhere. As good as it
was, fucking Derek, I suddenly felt like I had only taken the edge
off. Robby had that effect on me. I pressed our hardons together
before stepping out of the shower. We rushed--not wanting to miss
the action between Billy and Derek.
"I'm glad Derek likes Billy so much and he has a nice, older kid
like to play with, finally" I said to Robby, as we dried off.
"Yah, he's lucky," Robby said, as we returned to his room. We
went to the far end of the room. "Derek's getting a good blow job.
Let me fuck you, Tommy."
"No, I wanna fuck YOU, baby bro!"
"No, I don't want you to......well, uh......YAH, I do," Robby
said with a big grin. "But I get to fuck you first."
"Robby--do you want me to tie you up, all day tomorrow, and do to
you like we did to Derek?" I already knew the answer. "Then, I go
first."
"Ohhhhh......ok."
At this point, our eyes were divided between looking at each
other, and watching Derek and Billy.
Billy's tongue circled the ridge on the head of Derek's thick
cock. He seemed fascinated with the look of the glistening tip--he
kept pulling back, and looking at it. It had that tight, stiff, 'I'm
dying to cum' look that made me throb. Billy had all ten fingers
dancing against the older boy's nuts, and Derek moaned, as one of
Billy's hands slipped off the rock-hard nutsack, and dug into the hot
mounds of the pizza boy's ass.
"Um--tell you what, Robby--you do to me what Billy's doing to
Derek, and you can go first."
"Yah, DEAL!"
I got about 4 strokes of Robby's mouth, when I sensed a shift of
movement, behind me.
"Ohhhhh FUCK!" Derek yelled, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
Derek was cumming, and it must have been a powerful cum, because
Billy pulled his mouth off, and was getting a face full of Derek's
load--when the phone rang. This time, nobody reacted to that. I was
waiting for Billy to yell, 'Oh fuck,' again.
I was glad to see Derek made a dive for Billy's dick, as I made a
run for the kitchen. I smiled when I heard Billy start to cum, just
before I picked up the phone. As I had suspected, it was mom and
dad--they were about 15 minutes away. I ran back to Robby's room to
tell the news.
"That was mom and dad. They'll be here in fifteen minutes." No
one was surprised, except Derek.
"Holy shit!" Derek said, with panic in his beautiful, wide-open
eyes.
"Derek," Billy said, "I'm so glad we--"
"Yeah--you're sweet, Billy--a totally sweet, hot kid." Derek was
pulling on his clothes.
"Derek, you're so--"
"I'll be back," Derek announced, with his eyes on Billy, then
added, looking up at me with wide-eyed innocence, "I mean--if you
want me back."
"Fuck, yes!"
"You know we do!"
"Yah!"
Billy walked Derek to the door.
I phoned Marc to tell him to get over here--that mom and dad
would be here, very soon. I don't know what my parents would think
if our babysitter wasn't here when they got home, but I didn't want
to find out--and the last thing I wanted was to get Marc in trouble.
As soon as I got back to the bedroom, Robby grabbed me.
"Tommy--PLEASE!" Robby said, holding his dick.
"Can you make it quick, Champ?"
"Really quick--I SWEAR!"
"Go for it!" I hopped on the bed, on all fours.
Robby re-greased himself, aimed his starving boner at my hole and
shoved in. I think he started cumming on the first stroke. His
strength was amazing, I thought, as he rammed my head into the wall.
While he was filling my butt, I felt his incredible heat, again--
which got me way over the horny line. I wanted to save my cum for
Billy, though.
"Ohhhhhhh, fuuuukkkkk.....Tommy...I'm cummin.'"
Robby came and came, with his sexy squeaks and moans, and finally
pulled out. I loved the scent of him, as it drifted down to me, and
made me dizzy. I think Champ broke the record for the fastest fuck.
I hugged him for a while, grabbed a towel, and cleaned him up--then
ran downstairs and threw all our towels in the washer.
I was relieved. Robby wouldn't be suffering, and Billy and I had
both cum. When I returned to the bedroom, clothes were flying
everywhere, as we sorted through, and put on our own.
"Mmmmmm," Billy said dreamily, as he slid his jeans over his
tight erection, "Derek is--"
"Jock, Billy--jock!" I yelled, "Come on, Billy--even Robby had
sense enough to put one on. I don't want mom and dad seeing any
hardons."
"Ok, ok.----Robby, throw me one of yours."
Billy grabbed the jock, changed his plan, and ran to take a quick
shower. That was good, because I had plans for that beautiful dick,
and my mouth.
It suddenly hit me we shouldn't have had Derek, over. Dad had
said only Marc was allowed in the house with us. None of us thought
of that.
"Tommy," Robby said, "your face is so red."
"We disobeyed dad, bigtime, Robby. Remember--only Marc was
supposed to be in the house with us."
"Ohhhh noooo!"
"Oh, FUCK!" Billy said.
"No time for that! Ok, guys, make the beds, and pick up socks
and underwear! NOW!! I'll get the kitchen." There wasn't much to
do in the kitchen, but it had to be done.
While straightening up the kitchen, I heard Robby open the door
and let Marc in. There was conversation I couldn't make out.
"Robby! Get your stuff picked up!"
"I DID, already!"
Robby and Marc walked into the kitchen.
"Spiffin' up, huh?" Marc said.
"Just last-minute stuff. Mom's fussy."
"Do all you guys keep things neat, for your mom?"
"Yah," Robby said, "Tommy does it the best, though."
Soon, the doorbell rang, and we greeted mom and dad at the door.
They were happy to see us, and hugged all of us. They had already
eaten, so mom fixed us a snack, and we all talked in the kitchen.
"So, are you guys ok?" mom asked.
"Fine, mom."
"Fine."
"Yah, we're cool."
"Well Marc," dad said, "how were they?"
"They were fabulous," Marc said, very enthusiastically--then he
blushed.
"Fabulous, eh?"
"Well, yes, sir. They're good sports, and good sportsmen--all
three--and behaved very well."
"We're proud of you, Marc," mom said.
Like Marc, dad loved sports, especially wrestling, but he loved
football and baseball, too. He did wresting for a couple of years in
school, and now he was the backup assistant coach for our high school
wrestling team. Later, he was an end, in college football, just like
Marc--so they had something in common.
"Yah, dad," Robby said, "Marc's real fun--he gave us a workout."
"I'll bet he did," dad said, smiling, "Marc is a natural athlete,
and a true sportsman." I think dad was proud of us, to get such a
good report from Marc.
"Yah, Marc's REAL sporty," Robby said--as I glared at him."
"Robby shows a lot of promise, physically," Marc said, trying to
sound serious, but maybe not realizing other things that could mean.
Billy put his hand to his mouth and left the room.
"Well, I can't thank you enough, Marc."
"No, please. You've thanked me plenty, already," Marc said,
looking a little nervous, "Your kids are fun to be with, and they're
good teasers--I mean, TEACHERS--I uh......learned a lot from them."
"Really?" dad said, eyebrows up.
Just then, Billy came back into the kitchen.
"Billy--are you all right, son? You weren't feeling too well,
when I left."
"Yup, I'm fine, dad. I just, um----forgot I left the water
running----in the bathroom."
"Good. Just don't run like that, anymore, Billy--you're going to
fall, one of these days."
Everyone said goodbye to Marc, and he left. It was getting late,
and mom and dad went to bed, soon after.
"Wow--they're home!"
"I can't believe it."
"Seems like they've been gone, forever."
"What do we do now?" Robby asked.
"You can stay up if you want, Robby. Me and Billy are going to
bed."
"Can't I sleep with you guys?" Robby's whining, moaning voice
had returned, but I could tell, he was serious.
"No, Robby."
"NO, Robby!"
I felt bad, for Robby. I had a FEELING this might happen when
mom and dad got home--Robby getting bummed about sleeping alone, and
wanting to be with us. We had spoiled him.
"Robby, you're tired--"
"No, I'm not!"
"Trust me--you are. Active sex, and especially cumming tires you
out. How many times did you cum today?"
"Six."
"Six? I only counted three."
"I jacked off, a little."
"Holy fuck, Robby! You'll be asleep in no time."
"......Ok."
Speaking of good sports, Robby was the best. I was feeling sorry
for him, and I nudged Billy to come with me, and put him to bed. I
figured if we were both in there with him, chatting, just before
lights out, he'd feel better.
It felt good now, knowing that Billy and I would have some time
alone together.
"Well," Billy said, as we got back to our room, "I guess this is
IT!" I knew exactly what he meant.
"No, it isn't. I'm gonna make love to you."
"I want that, too, Tommy."
"We'll be quiet. It'll be ok. We just have to wait a while, and
make sure they're asleep. Let's use MY bed."
"Why here? Why not use the spare room, Tommy?"
"The sound--it goes right up the heat duct, remember?"
"Yup. I remember, now."
The only other room where you could have real privacy was the
furnace room, but sound traveled even better, from there.
We read stories in my bed for half an hour, holding each other's
dick. That was the first time we did that, and it was hot.
"Fuck, I forgot the--"
"I got it, Billy. It's under the bed." I had planned this. I
wasn't about to let us get to the point of being in bed and ready to
go, then have to go back to Robby's room for the Crisco--plus I had
to hide it from mom and dad, so I did that when Derek left.
"Good boy, Tommy--you go first." He was deferring to me, but I
was feeling like the younger brother again, which was ok with me. It
seemed to help create a good atmosphere, for me and Billy. That was
the important thing.
I was still horny from my session with Robby, so I was very glad
to go first. Billy took over, and greased me up, then turned on his
stomach--and I could see him lubing his butt. I don't know if he did
that purposely for me, but I loved watching that--and the beautiful
texture of my little brother's butthole--just waiting for my cock to
slide into it.
I dipped my finger in the Crisco, and slid it around on his hole,
then slid it up, as far as I could. Of course, he didn't see it
coming, so he jumped.
"Ohhhhh, Tommy----mmmmmm!"
I had him flip over on his back, but kept my finger in place.
My mouth engulfed his hot dick, as my finger worked his insides.
I wanted to horn my brother up!
"God! That's fucking incredible."
I worked on Billy that way, for some time. Then, I knelt up
straight. That was the signal I was ready to make love to him.
He waited for me to raise his legs--another thing I liked to do.
"I love you, Billy."
"Love you, too. Slam it to me, Tommy."
"No. I don't--"
"Please."
"You sure?"
"Yup!"
"Ok."
I gave him all I had. I rammed into Billy like I never did
before. He took in this big breath, and bit his lip. He made the
slightest squeal. It was one of those moments when we just clicked--
really got into each other--and I was pounding Billy.
"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.
We froze! There I was, on all fours, with my dick up my
brother's ass, bent over with my chest to Billy's back. Billy's head
was closest to dad.
'Oh, my God,' I thought, 'We woke him out of a sound sleep--and
now, we're dead meat!'
At least we were in MY bed, so the light wasn't right on us, but
that wasn't much comfort--we were naked, and the sheet was on the
floor--so we couldn't grab it, in time to cover ourselves. I was
scared, stiff--we were both shaking.
"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.
"Oh!"
I could tell dad had been sleeping, but his face looked relaxed--
he had a slight smile, and looked like he was thinking about
something. That was some relief, but I knew this was the end of the
world. I thought about what Billy had said earlier, 'This is IT.'
I was numb with fear.
"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."
"Y-yeah, um, th-thanks, dad----really."
"You boys keep it up and I'll have to put you on the wrestling
team! All right--no yelling, now, or you'll wake your mother--then
we'll ALL have hell to pay," dad said, as he shut the door, and went
to the kitchen.
"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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