Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2001 20:26:23 -0400 From: Danny Meyer Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 32 ___________________________________________________________________ COOL KID BROTHER! Chapter 32 ___________________________________________________________________ Copyright (c) October 18, 2001 by Danny Meyer. All rights reserved. Danny: sittinhome@hotmail.com ___________________________________________________________________ IF YOU EXPECTED AN EMAIL RESPONSE FROM ME AND DID NOT GET ONE, IT'S BECAUSE YOU DID NOT ASK FOR A REPLY. 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The foregoing and subsequent text applies to all chapters and portions of this story--past, present, and future, in whole or part. ____________________________________________________ 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. ____________________________________________________ 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. ____________________________________________________ IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER, (31) . . . Derek asks to be cock-teased, and gets more than he bargained for. Not only do the brothers take the studly, unsuspecting pizza-boy to limits he never imagined, they give him their own version of lessons on how to be a good bottom. Derek leaves before the scene could be played out to the end, because the brothers' parents return home. Luckily for him, Derek had just cum, before it was time to depart. The newly broken-in pizza-boy is convinced he has found the ultimate sexual experience, with the Robison brothers. Robby cums a little earlier in the session, but Billy and Tommy are in need of sexual release, as they cut the session short, to make ready for the arrival of mom and dad. Tommy calls Marc, so he can be there when the folks come home, and the whole clan, including Marc, have a brief conversation, after the parents arrive. A bit deflated that their freedom to have sex at will has come to an end, all go to bed, quietly. Tommy and Billy feel bad for Robby, who now has to go back to sleeping alone. Toward the close of the chapter, all fall asleep except Tommy and Billy, who wait up, and begin to make love.... "Oh, Tommy--ohhh--God, yes----push!" I was shoving and slamming, as hard as I could, into him. "You boys all right?" we heard dad's deep voice say, as the bedroom door swung open and light came in from the hall. ... 'Oh, my God,' I thought, 'We woke him out of a sound sleep--and now, we're dead meat!' ... "I was just on my way to the kitchen--I thought I heard you two, still up. Sounded like you were killing each other," dad said, jokingly. ... "Well, guys, it's summer now--I remember my summers, when I was a your age......I guess there's no harm if you boys stay up late, tonight." ... "Oh, my God--oh, my GOD, Tommy! Do you think he saw?" "No way, man!" "He must not have been looking, very hard." "I don't know, Billy--I don't know." _________________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 32 - Aftermath _________________________________________________________________ "I think we're fucked!" Billy said. "Billy--NO WAY! Dad didn't even give us his weird look, like he does when he thinks we're doing something crazy." "Well--did you see the funny look mom gave us, when we were all talking at the kitchen table?" "Mom gave us a funny look?" "YUP!" "Oh, GOD! Maybe we ARE fucked." "I guess it doesn't matter, now." "What?" "It doesn't matter Tommy. He's not coming back to check on us again, tonight. We might as well fuck and enjoy it before we get punished, for life, tomorrow." "Not fuck, Billy--make love." "I'm too scared for love, Tommy--it's gonna have to be a fuck." "There's no such thing as too scared for love." I had been so nervous, I didn't realize it, until now--Billy and I were still in the same position--with my dick inside him. We hadn't moved since dad had come in. I pulled out, and flipped Billy on his back. "Tommy, I--" "Come here, Billy, let me hold you." I hugged gently, as I lay on top of him. "Mmm--feels good, Tommy." I kissed his neck--softly breathing into it. Billy responded with a tight hug. I could feel his breathing increase with mine. Our bodies were getting warmer. I don't remember actually doing it, but my arms pushed behind his knees, and before I knew it, I had his legs up, and was sliding back into him. But I was moving so slowly--it was like my body was doing this on its own. "Ohhh, Billy." "Tommy--it feels so good......better than--" "Shhh...yeah, feels that way to me, too." "I love you." "I love you, little brother." I wasn't pumping, but as we said that, I pressed deeply into him, and we both moaned with contentment. No, this wasn't a fuck--it didn't have the intensity or excitement of all our cavorting with Derek--it didn't even have the intensity of our previous lovemaking. But this was better, somehow. The fireworks weren't there, but something else was present--something good, calm, and strong. We were hugging closely, and the heat was intensifying--and yes, I was horny--but for some reason, there was no hurrying--no rushing to cum--no thinking about myself, or even Billy. There was another somethingness that embraced both of us, and pulled us together. He didn't have to ask me to make love to him, and I didn't need to ask him to make love to me. We were already silently giving each other what we needed. No words were spoken as our hands gently explored each other's bodies, but it was like no other touching we'd ever done. It wasn't flesh I was touching--it was all the good things about Billy. I was slowly stroking into him with that thing I called my DICK-- but it was more than that, now, it was a way for us to be together, for me to bring us together--and because he was a boy, and had one, too, he had the same power. Sex was something off to the side--not in the main focus of light, even though what we were doing with our bodies was sex. It was like for every inch of me I gave to him, he wasn't taking it--he was giving something to me, in other ways--as we lay chest to chest, legs to legs, mouth to mouth. And what he couldn't give back to me as a bottom, he would give me later, as a top. I was tempted to reverse positions, and have him go in me--I knew he was ready--his dick was hot, hard, and wet, underneath me. but I didn't want to change a thing, I decided, and we just lay there, that way, for a long time--me impaling him slowly, unhurriedly. "Billy----uhhh," I said, as I felt my cum start to pump into him. It was like a gentle something squeezed my whole body, and my juices shot into my brother. "God, God, yeah," Billy moaned softly, "Ohhhh." Toward the end, I felt one huge pulse of intense pleasure in my cock, and slammed into him, for my last shots. I was dizzy from all of this. As I slowed down, and stroked gently, again after my cum, Billy panted softly. I wanted him to feel what I felt. Finally, I just stopped. "God, that was awesome, Tommy." "Billy--switch. Go IN me. I want you to cum, and feel--" "Wait--uhh--I--I'm cummin' now----oh yeah, ohhhhh." I lifted up, some, and got to see Billy squirting his load, and splatter his chin and chest with his hot stuff. I couldn't believe that I wasn't putting my mouth in that beautiful stream, but I froze, and watched his face go from one angelic expression to another, while powerful ribbons of white flew by. It dawned on me that Billy came AFTER I had stopped stroking myself into him. I didn't understand this, but I didn't need to--the whole thing was totally satisfying. We kissed--I don't know for how long, or how many kisses--but before I put my chest on his, I licked up his cum, and gave him one final kiss, with his pure, white fluid in my mouth. I must have dozed off. I woke up a few minutes later--to Billy, rubbing my head, so lovingly. I just looked up at him and we both smiled. I wrapped my arms around him, and eventually our hands gently stroked each other's body. I could feel Billy's eyes--his love--on me. "I wanna say, 'I love you,' but it doesn't seem like enough." "I know, Tommy. Me, too." I had decided not to say it, but I was having doubts. "Billy, I--" "No, don't. I know." We should have been cooling off, but Billy felt so warm. I guess I did, too. We had hugged a lot tighter than this in the past, but there was something better about this hug--about what I was feeling-- and somehow, knew Billy was feeling, too. We stayed there a long time, just enjoying our light touches, and feeling incredibly good. "Tommy," Billy said gently, "I'm thinking about Robby." "You are?" "Yup. Let's go check on him." "Sure." We tiptoed to Robby's room. The door was partly open like it always was, at night. We got just inside the door, when Billy pulled my arm, to go back out. "It's too dark in there Tommy. Hang on, I'll get the flashlight." Billy shined the light on the floor, and it lit up the room-- enough for us to see Robby, sleeping soundly. "God," Billy said, in awe, "He looks like a baby when he sleeps." "Yeah, but--" "Yup, I know--he ain't no baby when he's awake." "Yeah, Billy--especially with his cock in your butt," I said enthusiastically. Of course, I meant MY butt. I thought of the fact that Billy never wanted anyone else's dick, inside him, but mine. I blushed for saying it, but it was too dark for Billy to see. "He's hot, Tommy--he's really hot." "Let's get out of here." Back in our room, I could tell Billy was on a new track, deep in thought. "So, Billy, uh--you and Robby are...ok, now?" "He's only twelve. God!----Tommy, yes, I'm over that. That's history." "So, what are you saying, Billy?" "You remember when we were at the beach that time--and we talked about all the guys, all different ages, that looked at Robby--I mean really looked? He's a MAGNET, Tommy." "Holy, fuck. I never thought of him as--" "Well I just did, Tommy." "Billy--I always thought YOU were the magnet! Your blonde hair, pretty blue eyes, and your skin--nobody has skin like that--so golden, and smooth--" "Yup, I get looks too--but not like Robby." "Wow--I told Champ a while ago that I felt like I wanted to protect him. Now I know why." We were quiet for a while--taking in the whole concept. I guessed no more needed to be said, because Billy changed the subject. I knew Billy was right, but I couldn't take my eyes off his face, or my mind off how beautiful he was. "We better hit the sack, huh, bro?" "Oh, yeah. Snuggle time!" "No, Tommy, we better not. They're home, now, remember?" "This sucks, man!" "Tommy, don't." "We can lock the DOOR, Billy." "You KNOW we can't," Billy whispered, as he got into bed. Billy was right. Mom or dad always came in when they woke up-- and gave us a kiss, a pat on the head, or a squeeze on the shoulder-- even if we were asleep. I knew, because sometimes I pretended to be asleep when they got up. I crawled into Billy's bed, and held him. "I'll go back to my bed in a minute, bro." Next thing I knew, it was morning--I could see the light, even with my eyes closed. I was still in bed with Billy, who was fast asleep. A hand rubbed my shoulder. "Tommy, is Billy all right?" It was dad! "Ummmmmmm...mornin' dad--what?" "Did Billy have a bad dream, or something?" "Dream? Oh......no, we're fine, dad." "Ok, I just saw you guys together, and--" "We were messing around, last night and just fell asleep, I--" I felt the blush pour into my face. "That's what boyhood is for, son. Enjoy your summer," dad said with a huge grin, and left. I could hear him walk into Robby's room. "Hey, Robby--I'm leaving for work, now." "Hmmm? Oh......Mornin' daddy." "Hi, how's my boy?" "Real good." "Ah, that's great, son. You better uh...cover up, a bit, there." "Oh--sorry." "You're awfully big for a little guy, Robby. I wouldn't have dreamed...this soon..." "Yah." "But I guess you know that, from showering with the----well, anyway, have fun today, Champ--we'll talk more later." "Yah." "Bye, son." "Daddy--wait. Can we have friends over?" "Check with Marc--he knows all the neighborhood kids. If he says yes--then, ok." "Cool." Soon the front door closed, and I heard dad start the car. I heard the shower going, too--so I knew mom was tied up. I gave my sleeping brother a quick kiss on the forehead, and ran to Robby's room. "Tommy, dad was cool! He saw me naked with my thing hard, and he said to have fun!" "I don't think he was thinking about your thing, when he said, 'fun,' Champ." "Yah, I know." "What else did he say?" "He said I was reeeeeally big, for a little guy!" Robby proudly proclaimed. "Robby--were you freaked, or--" "Nah. I figured, what the hell." "Jesus, Robby--you're amazing. Dad found me in bed with Billy, just now, and I about had a heart attack--and we had the SHEET over us." I didn't have the heart to tell Robby dad walked in while we were fucking, last night. I thought that would frighten him. My eyes traveled from Robby's chest to the tent in the sheet. My thoughts suddenly took a different focus. I decided to try something new with Robby. "Hey, Champ--you look awfully sexy, this morning. I'm seeing your big thing, making a huge tent, there. It looks so good. I bet a tongue, licking all around it would feel really nice." 'So far so good,' I thought. His dick was twitching, now. "I bet a hot mouth, going down on it, would be totally awesome. Mmmm! I'm drooling, thinking about your hot thing." I had him squirming. "Oh, yah!" "Well--maybe you're not ready for that." "No--I'm ready!" I pulled off the sheet, got on my knees, and before I could get my mouth on Robby's cock, he shoved it, right up in. "Ohhh fuck!" "Mmmmm." "Yah--just like that--feels good." "Can't trust you two alone for a minute," Billy said, walking into the room with a huge boner that made Robby's eyes bulge, when he saw it. "Can I watch you guys fuck, now?" Robby asked, obviously thinking ahead faster than Billy or I could. "Yup, sure can, Champ--go get the stuff, it's under my bed." "Oh, yah!" Robby said, as he flew out the door. "Morning, lover." "Mornin,' bro," Billy said, as he wrapped his arms around, and kissed me. "Billy, mom's in the shower. We can't. We gotta wait." "Ok, no prob." "Robby--shove that stuff under the bed. Mom'll be in any minute. Come on--let's all get dressed. YES, jocks--for now, anyway!" We were in the kitchen, when mom showed up, dressed and ready for work. She always wore cool clothes, and looked good. "Well, you boys are up early for a summer day!" "Morning, mom," we all said, and gave her a quick hug. I was smiling, but really worried about last night, and what dad thought, and that maybe he'd said something to mom. "Mom," I said, "Did you talk to dad, this morning?" "Yes, Tommy. Is something wrong?" "Oh, no--nothing wrong. I was just wondering--just thought maybe being tired from the trip, and all, if you--" "Yes we had a good chat, as usual, this morning--and a good night's sleep. Did your dad tell you we'd be going out for dinner with the Hendrick's tonight?" "Um, no, not really." "He said we could have friends over if we talk to Marc," Robby said. "Yes, that's right. Marc doesn't need to BE here--as a matter of fact, he's busy today and can't come over, anyway. But you boys should check in with him, periodically. I talked to him about that, last night." "Ok, mom. We'll be good," I said. "I know you will." "Thanks mom." "Thanks mom!" As soon as the front door closed, we all relaxed. "Whew!" "Let's get naked!" Robby said. Billy and I attacked him, and stripped him on the kitchen floor. "Ahh, no!! Hey----guys----AHH!----stop----QUIT!" "Too late, Robby--you're naked!" "We better get in the shower," I said, eyeing Robby to let him know he was welcome to join us. We goofed around, and teasingly stroked each other in the shower, but nothing serious. As usual, I was done first, and was drying off, while my brothers were still washing. "Tommy," Billy said, "I'm ready for some fun! What do you say we have Scott come over?" "Sounds good to me, Billy!" I could sense we were all in a good mood. "I'll get dressed, quick and run over to Marc's, and ask him if it's ok." "Why don't you CALL him, Tommy. You know, Chad's still over there, and you might, be, um--walking in on something." "You THINK? Marc and CHAD?" "They GOTTA be!" Billy said. "Yah! They are!" Robby said with a coy smile. "Ok. I'll call." "Marc's got the hots for Scott, anyway," Billy said knowingly. "He'll say, 'Oh sure--Scott can be with you guys ANYTIME.' And he'll probably beg to come over!" I was thinking, 'Did I miss a day here, somewhere?' My brothers seemed to know tons more than I did. "Speaking of BEG," I said, "Wasn't Derek hot?" "Oh, God, the STUDliest!" "Yah--I like Derek." "We all do! But, today feels like a Scott day, Billy's right." "Feels like a Marc day," Robby said. "Oooo--my baby bro has the hots for that big college boy across the street," I said as I leaned into the shower--grabbing Robby by the ears, kissing his forehead and making him blush. "Too bad Marc can't come over, today." "Yah. We like to fuck." "I still can't believe you take that big thing up your ass, Champ," Billy said, "Marc's huge!" "Me, either. But I love the video of you fucking HIM, Robby." "Yah. You guys gonna fuck, now?" "Yup--if you suck us first, Robby boy." "Ok." Robby warmed us up, really well, and we put on quite a show for our baby brother. Billy did it up good, shoving his cock in me, as hard as he could, and slapping my ass, shouting my name. I tried not to cum when Billy did, but I lost my load as soon as I felt his hot stuff, filling my butt. "Wow!" Robby said, slouched in the chair, stroking his cock, and shooting his cum, all over himself. Billy ran to the shower, while Robby and I pawed and cleaned each other up. "Ah! That tickles," Robby said, as I licked his armpit. I was straddling him, facing him in the chair. There was still cum, on his upper chest. "Ok, baby bro, just wipe it off, then. I'm not ready to fight you being ticklish." Robby wasn't that ticklish on his chest--I just needed time to recover from the wonderful sex my kid brother and I just had. "You guys at it AGAIN?" Billy said, walking in, drying his hair. We all laughed. "That was a good idea, Billy--I can't wait to see Scott, again." "Scott's YOUR friend. What about ME?" Robby asked. "Hmmmm...right--no Marc, today." "Maybe you could have Gary over," Billy said, "HE'S cute. I'm sure you could charm him, Robby." "Mmmaybeeeeee." "Yeah, just don't force him, Robby. We could get in trouble." "I WON'T!" Robby said, using his whining voice. What an actor! "Tommy, yes--quit worrying. Robby's smart--he won't do anything stupid." "Sorry, Robby," I said, "Ok--just be careful. If I hear any screams, I'll send Billy down to paddle your butt." Billy grinned. "Yah--what if I LIKE it?" Robby said with his little-boy charm working at maximum capacity. "Oh--you read THOSE stories, too, huh?" "Yah. Maybe I'll paddle HIS butt, too." "Shit! I better get some butt armor. My ass isn't safe around you two," I said. "Just leave a hole in it," Billy said. We all laughed hysterically. "Yah! A BIG hole!" "Hey Robby, maybe you can leave the video cam on, when Gary gets here. That would be HOT!" "Oh God!" Billy said, "A video of Champ, breaking in a new guy!" "Yeah, train him good, Champ." "Mmmaybeeeee!" Robby said. "Ok--we gotta get moving. I'll call Marc, and then, Scott. Robby--you get your butt in the shower." "AGAIN?" "Yes, AGAIN! I'll take one, as soon as I'm off the phone. I'll ask Marc about Gary, too. You can call Gary after your shower." "No orders for me?" Billy said, pretending to feel hurt. "Yeah--you vacuum. I'll dust." "Deal!" "I know you like to vacuum, Billy, and I know why." "Why?" "I saw you once, when you weren't looking. You put the handle against your dick, and the vibrations make you hard. I know it works--I tried it," I said, with a big smile. "You shit!" Billy said, blushing. "You looked hot, vacuuming with a hardon." "I wanna try it!" Champ said. I made my phone calls. Marc said ok--Scott could come over and Gary could, too. I joined Robby in the shower, and fought him off, halfheartedly, as he started to suck me. "I'm saving it for Scott, Robby. You gonna save it for Gary?" "Yah." "Come here, Champ. I'll warm you up, for him. Just let me know when to stop." It was just a casual suck, at first, but then I got into it. Before I knew it, hot cum flew into my mouth. "You little fucker!" I said, smiling. "You weren't supposed to do that!" Robby was grinning from ear to ear. "Double crossed by my baby brother," I said. "I need a fuck. My butt's ready," Robby said. "Tough luck, Champ. Get Gary to do it." "Gary's got a tiny dick." "Well, maybe later Robby, but not now. Use your cigar thing, Gary gave you." I don't think Robby cared, one way or the other, really--but it was nice to be wanted. We'd been in the shower a little long, it seemed to me. "Hey, you guys--no FUCKING!" Billy said jokingly, shouting into the bathroom. That gave me an idea. "OH--oh, Robby, YEAH!" I yelled, for Billy's sake, "Yeah, Robby, SHOVE it in----harder----AHHHH!" I hit my fist against the wall, gently, to simulate a rhythmic, fucking sound. I thought it was a great fake. Robby had his hand to his mouth, trying to stifle his usual, baby-boy giggles. Billy barged in, suddenly, and pulled open the shower curtain. "Are you guys doing--" "Ha ha----Gotcha, Billy!" "You fuckers!" It was cool to play a practical joke on Billy, for a change, instead of the other way around. 'I'm getting good at this,' I thought. Robby just laughed. By the time we were done with chores, I was sorry I had insisted we take the second shower, earlier. We were all sweaty, and barely had time for a snack, before Scott would arrive. "Hey, Champ, when's Gary coming over?" Billy asked. "He can't make it," Robby said, as if it didn't matter. "Can't make it? Oh, Robby--sorry baby bro. I--" "It's ok. I haven't played 'Destroyer' for a while, an' I got reading to do." I watched Robby's face to see if he was just keeping a stiff upper lip, about this, but he seemed really ok. "Robby--do me a favor--get this stuff in the dishwasher and red' up the kitchen. Me an' Billy are gonna rinse off, real quick, before Scott gets here." "Yup--and DON'T attack Scott if he gets here when were in the shower, Champ! Promise?" "Mmmmaybe," Robby said, grinning again. Scott seemed unharmed when Billy and I got out of the shower, and we said our hellos on the way to our room. I hoped Champ would be ok. Champ was more anxious to be fucked than anyone realized. He had secretly called Marc, and charmed him into agreeing to come over. Robby got brave, and decided be naked, when he let Marc in. There was a hedge by the front entrance, so it was impossible for neighbors to see anyone standing at the front door. Robby--erect and ready as a boy could be--waited patiently. When the knock came, he swung the door open. "CHAD! What are YOU doing here?" Robby said, crouching, as his hands covered his boner. "Hi, sexy!" __________ Email is the only reward a writer receives. Do I get your reward, today? Do you like it? Tell me. I don't bite. Got ideas? Send them. Comments? Criticism? Send it on. DARE TO GO WHERE YOU'VE NEVER GONE BEFORE AND WRITE ME. sittinhome@hotmail.com (Danny) THANK YOU to all who wrote after the previous chapters. *** Your emails have kept me going, so far. *** Please don't stop, now. Our 'conversations' have been great! --If you want more, please write to me, Danny Meyer, sittinhome@hotmail.com (Say, "Reply," if desired.) Thanks. --Danny MY OTHER STORY: (Read below) ______________________________________________________________ I HAVE ONE OTHER STORY: "Boyz-brutal-training-school"--an S&M fantasy, in Nifty, Authoritarian. It's not really that brutal but it's not for the very soft-hearted or the squeamish. Read Chapter 1, which contains no S&M,--that will give you a sample of the setting and the tone of the story, if interested in it. --D.M. END OF CHAPTER 32 end of file