Date: Tue, 10 Mar 2009 19:18:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: T Claybourn <silkystetson@yahoo.com>
Subject: You Want Me To Do What (chapter 4)

You Want Me To Do What?

Chapter 4 (who's been fucking in my bed?)

With the new school year starting soon, I had a long chat with my Uncle,
Dad, and Ryan.

"It's simple guys; either I get a regular cell phone, more computer time,
or I am going home," I told them one Saturday afternoon. "Oh, yeah; and I
want to be able to have my buddies come over when they want to. I mean come
on; I only have a few," I said, as I stepped close to Ryan, who was not all
that amused with me throwing out demands. I could feel his finger slip into
my waistband; he allowed me to have shorts on when family was around. "And
I don't care if I lose the car if I go home, or the new computer," I said,
with my arms crossed. Ryan tugged me down to sit on the arm of the sofa.

Uncle Dan and dad sat there for a minute; when Uncle Dan got up, Dad
followed him into the bedroom.  I looked over at Ryan, who looked like he
was about ready to cry. "I won't go home; I like it here too much; it's
just that I need what I asked for, so I won't be labeled as a nerd at
school, or weird.  Ryan looked up at me and smiled; I slipped down onto his
lap and kissed him; I was about ready to swallow his tongue, when we heard
the bedroom door open; I quickly sat back up on the arm of the sofa.

"Alright. Since I am paying for Ryan's phone, I'll add a line to his;
nothing fancy; just a simple phone," Uncle Dan said. I gave him a pamphlet
of the one I wanted; he rolled his eyes. "Ok, we'll go later and get it,"
he said. Computer time is up to Ryan, but I think if he's out practicing,
and as long as you get your homework done, there should be no problem.
Right, son?" Uncle Dan said. Ryan only nodded. "As for your friends, "I
don't want those potheads hanging around here, or that Jon character around
here," Dad jumped in and started to demand.

Uncle Dan put his hand on dad's shoulder and pushed him to sit. " Your dad
is right. Also, if I hear any complaints from anyone of the guys here, I
will blister your ass good and proper; understand boys?" Uncle Dan said,
giving us the eye.

"Yes, sir," both of us mumbled together. I mean, hell, who doesn't like
getting high or drunk now and then?

"Chad, go put something decent on; you cannot go to the mall with those
shorts on, or you'll be arrested," Dan said, as he sat down beside
dad. "Ryan, go with him," Dan ordered.

"Why do you have to help me?" I asked. Ryan smiled, and looked out the
door. Shutting it behind him, he picked me up and planted his mouth on
mine. Then he moved down my chest to my nipples, taking one into his mouth
and gently sucking it, flicking his tongue over it, making me squirm in his
hand. "So they can talk," Ryan said, as he sat me on the bed, pulling my
shorts down and off.

It only took me a few minutes to get dressed to go,. Ryan, of course, had
to pick out what I was to wear; he wanted me to look sexy so the other guys
or girls would drool over me. He, of course, looked stunning, as always.
Ryan quickly knocked on the door twice; then waited for a second before
opening the door; I thought that was odd. Dan was sitting sideways on the
sofa, and dad was nowhere to be seen. I heard the toilet flush, and then
the door opened and a flushed-looking dad came out of the bathroom. "Next
time, five more minutes," Dad whispered into Ryan's ear. Ryan just smiled,
and I just shook my head.


The mall was crowed; everyone was buying back to school clothes, and all
the good stuff. Ryan and I did that last week, except for a few things I
still needed to get.

"Chad, did you get you school supply list yet?" Jon asked, as he came up
beside me.  "No, it's not out yet," I told him. He gave me a smile and
handed me the list of stuff we were going to need for our classes.

"How the hell do they expect us to afford half this?" I asked, looking at
the list. Everything went high tech at the school during the summer. All
the books would be on CD's, and all work would be done on those jump
drives. I already had the jump drives; most of the classes required a 2-gig
drive for each class I was taking; that was a total of four drives. I had
PE and one alternative class - I picked a cooking class, `cause it's an
easy A, and I needed to learn how to cook anyway, right?

"What you got, Chad?" Dad asked, looking over my shoulder.  "It's a list of
all the shit I'm going to have to have for the classes I am taking. How are
we going to afford this?" I asked, pointing to the one item I knew we could
not afford.

"Dude, on the first day of class, just sign up for one of the laptops they
let the students use," Jon said. I could feel dad shake his head `no.'

Dad looked around, and then headed off toward a Best Buy. When he came
back, he handed Jon the list, and gave me a copy of it. "You both have the
same classes?" Dad asked.

"Yeah, except one," I told him. About that time, Ryan and Dan came up,
wanting to find out what was going on and why we were not with them. Dad
handed Dan the paper, and Dan just shook his head.

"Most of the studens can't afford this stuff," Dan said out loud.  "Yeah,
but most of the kids are not taking college courses in the junior year of
high school either," Ryan said, as he glanced at the list.  "Wow! It was
simpler when I went to school," he said.

"If it was simple, why did I do your homework?" I asked, taking a step
back, and hiding behind my dad. Ryan just snarled at me.

"Come on; we'll get the phone, then head over to the computer store and see
what one will cost," Uncle Dan said, as he turned around and headed toward
the phone store.

"Dude, pick up one of those pocket hard drives, if you can; you'll need
it," Jon yelled at us as we walked off.

About two hours later, Ryan and I both had new laptops, and one of those
pocket hard drives, and new cell phones; Ryan got his up graded. Hell, I
could not out do him, now could I?


The first day of school was long and boring. I got home around three
thirty, and found dinner in the fridge, with heat instructions on it; so I
popped it into the oven. Setting the laptop out on the table, I fired it
up. Then I went into the room to change into what Ryan had laid out for me
to put on. What I found when I went into the bedroom was something else
;the bed was in shambles and the room smelled of sex. I tried to figur out
if I forgot to make the bed, but now I knew I did; it was one of the things
I had to do before I left the house each day. After I changed, I got busy
on the home work.

Ryan came in about five; he looked tired. "Hey." He bent down and gave me a
quick kiss.  "Hey. Dinner's in the oven and should be ready in about ten
minutes," I told him. He raised an eyebrow at me. "Mom sent it over."

After dinner was over, I just had to ask. "Did you come home at noon to
take a nap?"  Ryan shook his head; we were lying on the sofa. Well, I was
sitting, reading a book, and Ryan had his head on my lap, reading one of
his. "Umm; I was just wondering, `cause the bed was messed up when I got
home," I told him.

I felt Ryan's hand come up and pat my shoulder. "Don't worry about it," he
told me; then went back to reading his book. I pushed his head off my
lap. "Where are you going?" he asked

"To change the sheet; I will not sleep in a bed with some other guy's cum
in it," I almost shouted at him. Ryan looked confused. I stripped the sheet
off, the mattress cover, the pillow case, and bedding "I hope you like
sleeping in just sheets, `cause that's all we have for tonight," I snapped
at him.

"Chad, you're blowing this way out of proportion," Ryan said, as I took all
the dirty bedding into the other room.  I found the grey bins he used for
clothes and shoved everything into them.

"When I get home tomorrow, I'll do laundry so we'll have clean bedding," I
snapped at him, as I pushed past him. I grabbed up my stuff and went to
bed; As I laid there, I started to think of who was having sex in my
bed. Was it Tim and that girl he's been chasing for a few weeks? No, it
smelled like guy sex. Maybe it was Mark and Josh. Yeah, I thought; it had
to be those two. I let my mind imagine two sexy guys that looked like
something off the RAW network; Mark looked like the Rock, and Josh looked
like the guy who played the terminator that went governor.

Anyway, I was hard as hell, and I was about ready to take it in hand, when
Ryan sat on the bed.  I just reached around him and laid my hand on his
crotch, and squeezed. That night, I let my mind believe that Ryan was the
Rock, who was fucking my brains out.

The third time it happened, I was getting pissed. I was tired of doing
laundry for these guys, who ever they were. So when I got to school the
next day, I found Jon,

"Hey. I need to hide a webcam to find out what the hell is going on at the
place," I told him.

"Cuz is fucking someone on the side, huh." He smiled at me, and I wanted to
pop him in the nose, but it was too cute to bust. So I just glared at
him. "Ok, fine," he said, and dug around in his backpack. He pulled out a
little breath mint box, opened it, and brought out something no bigger then
a hair clip. I just looked at it. Then he held out one of those small
disks. "Wireless spy cam, complete with sound, and disk," he said, handing
the stuff over. Hook it up to the computer you're going to use - I suggest
yours; find a nice hiding spot, so it will show the whole room, or just the
bed. Make sure youe computer is on, so it will film it, and when you get
home, it will be ready for show and tell. I want to watch it when you're
done," he said.

After school, I went straight home and found the perfect hiding spot for
it. It took a little time to find one that would cover the door and the
bed. If I wanted faces, I could not have bed and bodies, so I settled for
bodies and bed. When I finally got it set up, so no one would be the wiser,
I had just finished programming it when Ryan got home.

For three days, nothing at all.  I didn't want waste computer bytes, and
time; so I was going to say screw it and undo everything. Jon came home
with me to do home work, since he was my lab partner. I went straight into
our bedroom and smelled sex again. "Shit!" I thought with Jon here, there
was no way I could check out the computer, so I just left it alone. We set
the laptops up on the kitchen table and did home work, and ate
snacks. After Jon left, I headed back to the computer to turn on the
monitor. I had to stop the cam, and then back it up to the beginning

The door opened, and I saw two guys walk in, stripping their clothes as
they went. I turned up the sound on the computer, just in case they were
whispering. I could see one's back and a bare ass. I sat back to watch the
show; I could hear slurps from kissing and moans; from hands rubbing a hard
dick. Then the two bodies fell side by side on the bed, grabbing ass, and
rubbing against each other. They rolled over; then a pair of legs went over
a pair of shoulders. I heard a gasp, as he was penetrated; he groaned loud
as the dick fucked him. I was hot and horny watching this, so I pulled out
my dick and licked my hand, and was jerking myself, when I heard the
muffled voice of the other one, who growled something. Then all of a
sudden, one was flipped over and he looked right into the camera My eyes
flew open and I shot my load all over me and the desk. "Shit!"