Date: Wed, 29 Mar 2006 00:56:14 -0800 (PST) From: Robert Miller Subject: Brandon Part 9 The usual disclaimers apply. Please send comments to Chubbyboyus2004@yahoo.com. This part of the story is dedicated to a missing friend of mine. I lost all contact with Matt about 9 months ago and have no idea how to get back in touch with him; he isn't even returning my e-mails. If you read this Matt, I would really love to hear from you. After that session with Brandon we both had to rest up. We both shut our eyes and cuddled with each other. I held Brandon closely, gently rubbing his back and his smooth delicate behind. Brandon nestled his beautiful little head into my chest. After about 2 hours Brandon woke up. The next thing that I know Brandon started to lick my right nipple. I woke up and told Brandon that we should take it a bit easy for the rest of the day. He looked curious look on his face; I explained that I needed some time to recover and that when a man gets older he just can't do what he did when he was 12-13 years old. Brandon seemed to understand what I was talking about and then the phone rang. I rolled out of bed in the buff and walked over and grabbed to phone. I answered the phone while turning back to look at Brandon, that little shit head was looking up at me shaking his flaccid cock at me. "Hello", oh Sally how is you and Brad doing? I hope that things are going well.... Yes, things are going just great here, we decorated and went in the Hot tub and today we are going to the store to look around and then tonight we are going to go to Overleys' Country Christmas out at the Westmoreland County Fairgrounds to see the light display. Sally asked if she could talk with Brandon I said sure, he is down stairs in the game room; let me holler down for him. Sally again thanked me for watching him. I said no problem, he is an Angel. I yelled down... hey Brandon come up and get the phone.... it's your Mom. I looked over at him and held my finger up to my mouth giving him the signal to be quiet. He got out of the bed and walked over to me. I said `okay Sally here's Brandon. He said hey Mom whets up... is Grand Pap okay? Oh.... Tears welled up in his eyes. I love you Mom, tell Dad that I love him too, please give Grand Pap and kiss for me. Yeah Nick and I are having fun, he is a good friend Mom, and thanks for letting me stay here while you and Dad took care of Grand Pap. Okay Mom... Merry Christmas to you to... I`ll talk to you tomorrow. I asked Brandon if everything was okay and he hugged me and said that his Pap wasn't doing to well. I said well buddy, things happen for a reason sometimes that can be explained easily. Hey buddy, why don't we get cleaned up and go down to the game room and you can play some PS2 and I will watch. We went into my bathroom and hopped into the shower for a quick bath. I washed Brandon down and he did the same to me. Once out of the shower we dried off and went back into the bedroom and threw on a pair of underwear. I said `okay sport, lets go play some PS'. Once in the game room I took up position on the sofa and hoped that Brandon would lie across the ottoman like before, I just can't get enough of his ass. Just as I hoped Brandon laid across the ottoman. Those tight white briefs straining to contain those chubby butt cheeks. I love a chubby boy in that position. Kids are amazing though. They can be having a conversation one minute and totally engrossed in a video game the next minute. Brandon seemed to be kicking ass on Medal of Honor. I do know that I was getting a great show myself, those ass cheeks spreading and closing, his ball sac flopping out of the leg holes from time to time, plus always the occasional grinding on the ottoman. Just the sight of those fabulous cheeks highlighted by the `skid mark' stains was driving me crazy. After about an hour or so I suggested that we go out and grab some food and go to the Mall and look around, I still had a few things to pick up, of course it is just like me to wait to the last moment, Christmas Eve. Damn those crowds were going to be a bitch. We got dressed and hopped into the car and headed off to New Stanton to eat lunch at the Cracker Barrel and the off to Westmoreland Mall. The parking lot was a nightmare in itself. We had to park at the far end of the lot and walk what felt like a mile just to get in sight of the closest entrance. I went into some stores and picked up some of the necessary items like wrapping paper, ribbon and bows. I also grabbed some of those 3 wick candles that seem to burn forever, I thought that might make tonight special. Brandon just milled around looking at things while I did my thing. I called Brandon over to the Young Mans Dept. I said hey buddy, look at these undies, do you think that I could buy you a few new pairs? Hey said yep, can I try some on? I told him that people usually don't try underwear on but I guess that we could grab some other clothes and go find a dressing room. I looked for his size and grabbed 2 packs, he grabbed a pack of ones that were a size smaller and we were off to find the closest dressing room along the way we grabbed a few shirts and a pair of jeans. We found the dressing rooms and there a few mothers with their kids going through their carts. The worker at the dressing rooms looked totally frazzled. The poor lady didn't know if she was coming or going. Mothers were all stress, kids yelling and making lots of noise. There was an elderly lady there with what appeared to be her Grandson. This kid was built like Brandon, younger though, he appeared to be about 10 or 11. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes and a big chubby belly. Brandon and I were standing next to them and I overheard the elderly woman say `now Brian, you have to try on all these clothes before we buy them, I don't have the time or money to bring you back if they don't fit right. Brian tried to argue saying I don't mind trying them on at home but I am tired and you said that you wanted to look at other things after this. The elderly woman said, I know that you are tired and bored but I want to see you try them on to make sure that they fit. Brian replied, Grandma you can't come in there with me, I am too big for that; I am eleven years old you know. I chuckled when I heard his Grandmothers reply, it reminded me of what my mother would have said. She said, `Brian I used to change your diaper when you were little, showered you until you were 5 years old, I had your Dad and his brother and took care of them, I have seen it all before, big ones, small ones, fat ones , skinny ones, I have seen em' hard and soft so what makes yours special???' Brian had a mortified look on his face, I am not sure if I ever recall an 11 year old boy being speechless before. I looked down at Brandon and he had a big shit eating grin on his face. Then I heard the loud speaker "Shoppers, there is only 15 minutes left in the 70% Off sale in Home Decor, 15 minutes left". The elderly woman looked around like a deer caught in the headlights. Brian took advantage of this, `hey Grandma, why don't we go over to the sale and I will try these on at home, I know that you wanted to get some stuff over there, and then we can come back over here if you want." I could tell that she was considering this. Then she said `I don't want to be stuck here all day, look at this line, if we loose our space in line it will be another 2 hours until we get up here again.' I looked at the woman and said, `Mam, I will save your spot in line but it looks like you might only have 5 minutes or so before it is your turn.' The woman looked confused. She asked me, `is that your son?' I replied `yes' what was I supposed to say, no Mam, he is my lover. She looked up at the ceiling deep in thought and said, `could you be a dear and have Brian go in with your son to try his clothes on? I want to make sure that they fit, I am on a fixed income and don't have the money to be buying clothes that are too small or too big for him.' I said sure, if it was okay with Brian then it would be okay with me. She then said, I especially want to make sure that these boxers and briefs fit him right; boys these days always wear them half way down their bottoms so anybody can see what they have. I personally hate that and don't want my Grandson going out in public that way.' I said I agree with that whole heartedly. I suggested that we meet in the Home Decor section after the boys tried on their stuff. She agreed and thanked me. Brian and Brandon both had a stunned look on their chubby little faces, neither one of them knew exactly what had just happened. I assured her that I would make sure that all the clothes Brian was getting would fit him properly, with that she waved and was off like a flash, damn I have never seen an elderly woman move that fast. I was standing there waiting line and all I could think about was "Merry Christmas to me, Merry Christmas to me." The line was moving right along, we were next. Both boys looked a bit nervous. I said `relax guys, we are all men, all got the same parts and Brian I have to agree with your Grandma clothes cost too much to be wasted. Now the changing rooms in this store are pretty big so there will be enough room for all of us in there and Brian don't worry you wont be the only one trying on underwear Brandon will be too.' The worker asked how many items that we were taking in with us, I showed her the carts, she gave me a room number and pointed us in that direction. As we entered the area I grabbed some clothes and handed them to each of the boys and followed them in the room. The changing rooms were large, they had a large full length mirror and a chair and a small bench to sit on. I planted my butt on the chair and told the boys to start changing. Brandon went first, off came the shoes then the pants and then the shirt, there was my Adonis standing there with just his socks and undies on. I opened up a package of briefs and tossed Brandon a pair; they were a pair of larger ones that I picked out. Brandon bent over and pulled off his old ones, he had his butt aimed at Brian. I looked in the mirror and noticed that Brian was checking out his bum. I thought to myself, this could be interesting. Brandon pulled up the new ones, just as I had planned, big in the leg holes, I could see his lil sac and balls without any problems. Brandon didn't pull them up the entire way; they were resting under his belly so I pulled him closer and adjusted them to where they should be worn. Brandon said but Dad, I don't like them up that high, they don't feel right. I blew him off and spun him around and told him to bend over. He did as instructed. The white material stretched a bit over those great buns of his. I said, `I think that they look very nice on you, what you think Brian?' Brian not knowing what to say only mumbled `they are okay'. I said okay Brian it is your turn. I reached over and grabbed a pack of boxers and opened them up. I noticed the size on the package, 34 husky; Brian was a bit bigger than I thought. I picked a nice pair of blue plaid flannels for him to try. I noticed that he had some different sizes and styles in his cart. Brian stripped in the same manner as Brandon did. There I was sitting in a small dressing room with 2 beautiful almost naked chubby boys. Brian was wearing a pair of very nice looking solid baby blue boxers, they showed some wear, I noticed that the button on the fly was missing and there was a faint bulge of a tip of a wiener poking at the material. Brian turned his back to me and pulled them down. His ass was almost as perfect as Brandon's; Brian did have a small pink birth mark just to the right of where his little hole would be. His cheeks were nice and round, very pale in color and hairless. I quickly glanced up at Brandon and noticed that he was checking out the goods too. Brian turned a bit and grabbed the new pair. As he lifted one leg to put on the new pair I noticed his sac of goodies, he did it so quickly that I didn't have a chance to see if he was hairless or not. With him being only 11 I was almost positive that he would be as bald as the day that he was born. He quickly pulled them up and turned to me and said, `see I told her that they would fit but she never believes me.' I again tried to explain that thing cost a lot of money but Brian didn't seem to care. Brain then asked me what I thought. I told him to step closer and I extended my hand. To my surprise he took it. I told him to turn his back to me and bend over so that I could make sure that there was enough material to cover everything. They were a bit snug across the butt but they seemed to fit okay. I asked him to face me so that I could check out the front; a growing boy has to have enough ball room, especially at that age. He stepped forward and I told him that I wasn't going to hurt him but I need to make sure that they fit. I pulled on both legs at one time, they seemed even. As I did I made sure that the back of my hands brushed up against his smooth thighs. As I gave him the once over I took notice that Brian did not have any hair on his legs or chest. As I gave him the once over I could tell that he was starting to relax, he wasn't standing as rigid as before. As he was standing there I started to make small talk, you know asking what school he went to, what grade he was in, if he lived with his Grandma or with his Mom and Dad, did he enjoy sports, had a girlfriend ect. As it turns out he went to the same school as Brandon but was in a grade lower than Brandon, he lived with his Grandma because both of his parents left when he was a baby. Sports were okay but he really like playing on computers and playing video games. He lived in a small trailer park on the other end of town in the Strawpump area of the township and he didn't have any other brothers or sisters. As far as a girlfriend all he could do is blush. I told him to take those off and try on a different pair, as he turned to step away I gave him a little smack on the butt, he turned quickly and grinned. I told Brandon to take off the pair that he was wearing and handed him a pair of the small ones. Brandon got a mischievous grin on his face as he bent over and started to pull them up. He acted as if he lost his balance and bumped into Brian, both of there naked butts touching. Brian tried to catch Brandon before he fell and planted both of his hands on Brandon's bare ass. Both boys broke out in laughter. Brandon hiked up his briefs and they were too small. His bulge was very prominent and the elastic was cutting into his legs. He bent down with his bum in my face and I could hear the fabric tear. I said well buddy I think those are too small for you; it looks like you are going to cut off all circulation to you nuts. Brandon looked to Brian and said, `what do you think, are they too small?' Brain looked and said `heck yea man, I can see what you dick and balls look like, if you get a hard-on it wont have any where to go, if I was you I wouldn't get them. The first ones were better.' Brandon peeled them off not caring if Brian saw his boy tool. When the briefs were off Brandon stood straight up and rubbed his cock and balls while facing Brian. Brian just stood there and watched. I then noticed that Brian also had a pack of briefs in his cart. I grabbed the package and took out a pair and tossed them to him. I said, `here try these ones on Brian.' He bent over and slipped them on. I told him that he knew what to do. Brian stepped over and turned so that his butt was to me and bent over. I ran my finger around both leg openings, his skin was like velvet. I told him to stand up straight and I ran along his waistband as his chubby butt rested against my chest. He was just like Brandon; his body produced an enormous amount of heat. I spun Brian around and looked at his front. The bulge in his briefs seemed to be larger than before, I looked up at his face as he was peering down at me and gave him a quick wink. I then ran my fingers around the front of his leg openings, I think but I am not sure my finger brushed his soft scrotum; all I do know for sure is that Brian did not back away. I was getting hot both physically and emotionally at this point so I told the boys to hurry and try on their pants and shirts. To my surprise all the clothes that Brian picked fit pretty well. I had the boys gather the clothes and get dressed. As we left the changing room area I noticed a check out. I decided that it was Christmas and I was going to buy Brian's clothes for him. I could tell that his Grandma didn't have a lot of money and was struggling to raise her grandson so I thought that it would be a good idea. We went to the checkout, I paid the bill with my credit card and then we all went off to the Home Décor department. There we found Brian's grandmother. She was shocked that I bought his clothes and thanked me repeatedly for being so nice. I told her that it was Christmas and I enjoyed spending time with the boys and it was no problem. She asked if I was married and I told her that I had a girlfriend and she got pregnant and then left me and Brandon shortly after he was born. Being a single father I gave Brandon up for adoption and a couple adopted him when he was 6 months old and they lived close to me so I had the opportunity to spend a lot of time with Brandon but he didn't actually live with me but he was my son. Of course I said this all out of earshot of the boys. I explained that he was spending the holidays with me because his Grand Pap was very ill and his adoptive parents were with him. She seemed to understand. I figured that I would fill Brandon in when we got back to the house. I also told her that the boys really seemed to hit it off and it would be nice if they got to play with each other over Christmas vacation. She agreed and we exchanged phone numbers. I invited them to lunch with us but she declined because she had so much more to do. Before she left she said `it does seem like the boys are getting along well, maybe they can play together some time'. I replied that I thought that would be nice. I yelled over to Brian, `hey buddy have a good Christmas and maybe I'll see you sometime'. Brian said, `sounds good to me Nick, see you around sometime Brandon'. Brandon just smiled and waved. Brandon and I walked back to the car. Damn it was getting cold and the snow had started to fall. I thought to myself, it would really be nice to have a white Christmas, especially this one. Wild thoughts kept running through my mind, Brandon naked in the hot tub Christmas day followed by Brandon naked in the family room in front a ragging fire in the fireplace. On the way home I brought up Brain just to see where Brandon stood. I asked him what he thought of Brian, he replied `he seems nice; I thought that he looked familiar, I probably saw him at school'. I told Brandon that Brian's Grandmother and I were talking and she thought that it would be nice if you and Brain had a chance to get together and play sometime, what do you think of that idea? He said `that would be cool, will he come over to your house or will he come over to mine when Mom and Dad get back?' I said that it was okay with me if he came over to my house if it was okay with him. I explained that I didn't want him to think that I was pushing him away because there was another young boy interested. He said that it wouldn't bother him as long as he and I still had time alone together. I re-assured him that he was my special boy and if Brian was interested in that it would be up to him to pursue that himself and we would all go from there. Then I asked him the next obvious question, so what did you think of Brian's body, I noticed that you were checking it out in the mirror. Brandon replied, `he has a nice one, I was starting to get a boner when he touched my butt in the dressing room. Do you think that he liked me?' I said `who wouldn't like you, you're adorable. When we got back to the house I told Brandon to go upstairs and get naked and we would meet on the back deck and go into the hot tub and relax for a while. He said `why do I have to go upstairs to get naked?' With that he began to strip off his clothes with a vengeance. I have never in my life seen anybody get undressed that fast. I looked down and noticed that his dickie was hard and pointing up towards the ceiling, his sac was drawn up tight against his body, he must have caught a chill while he was stripping. He reached for the door knob and before I knew it he was out on the back deck standing next to the hot tub. God, his ass was great. Comments welcome. Shall I continue the story or let you hanging???