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The Pooky and Dusty was first published 2008 has been re-written and re-organized and added to. Pooky and Dusty is not a single story but a collection of stories. All but one are from the point of view of Pooky's older brother, Dusty's. You can assume that this story is fiction and that all the usual disclaimers apply

Pooky and Dusty is not a single story. It is a collection of stories. Some are from a narrative point of view and others are through the eyes of Dusty, Pooky's older brother.  

Part 2.

Pooky and Dusty.

Story 3 Robin.

"Pooky look over there."
"Where?"
I said, "Don't be cranky, look over there, there's Robin."
Pooky had his usual frown on his face. "So?"
"I know him, do you think we could get him to come over to our house?"
Now we were both looking at him. Pooky said, "Why would he want to come over, he's an eighth grader and we are just grammar school scrubs."
I said, "I don't know, I think he likes me and if he likes me how can he not like you?"
Robin was tall and skinny like a string bean. His hair was light brown, wavy and long. He was wearing a sock hat that had a fuzzy red ball on top. It made him look cute and it sort of kept his hair under control. He was four years older than me and that made him six years older than Pooky. 
"Hi Dusty, what's up?"
"Robin, this is my brother Pooky. He says he really wants to meet you."
Pooky snapped. "I didn't say that. You said that!"
Then he shoved me. Robin was beginning to laugh. I didn't want Pooky to spoil everything so I had to calm him down.
"Okay, okay, I wanted Robin to meet you. Now are you satisfied?"
The last thing we needed is the Mini-boss having a Pooky meltdown right out here in public. If this was going to work, I was going to have to do it myself.
I looked up at him and said, "You think you might like to come over to our house?"
Robin looked sort of puzzled.

Still frowning, Pooky was looking up at him too, only he said, "Are you growin a mustache?
Robin started to laugh again. “I haven't started shaving yet. it's just sort of been sneakin in. I might shave it soon, I don't know."
Robin looked around to see if anyone was watching them. "Why do you want me to come over?"
I said, "I don't know, I thought you might be fun."
I put my hand on his arm and both of us went silent and then looked at each other, then back up at Robin. I think we both felt it. It was a strange feeling like electricity flowing out of Robin's body.
"Pooky blurted out. "You could come over now!"
He started tugging Robin by a belt loop on his pants. Robin was just a little uncoordinated but he dropped all resistance and came along with us, willingly. Once home, we both ran upstairs to our room with Robin following us not knowing why or where he was going. Once in our room, we made him sit 
down on one of the beds. I sat on one side of Robin and Pooky sat on the other side of him. When we started cuddling with him. The astonished Robin looked first at Pooky and then at me.
He said, suspiciously, "Hey, what's goin on?" 
Pooky and I both snuggled closer. 
I said in my usual high voice, "Nothing."
Robin looked at me when I said it. Then Pooky pulled his pants out of the way so that you could see his boner sticking straight up. I laughed. When Robin turned to look, Pooky had already covered himself up but he was having trouble not giggling. When Robin was looking at Pooky, I pulled down my pants so you could see my boner sticking up. This time, Robin saw it before I could hide it.
He sat up and said, "Hey, what if someone comes in like maybe your Mother? They'll think I'm making you guys do stuff like that. I don't want to get blamed for it." 
Pooky and I pulled him back down on the bed and both of us climbed on him. Pooky blew raspberries in his face. Poor Robin had no idea of what he was dealing with.
"Our Parents aren't home. Mom gets home at 6 and Dad is away again and anyway, they don't care."
I was staring right into Robin's cute face. He was just a little pimply but really, really cute. Pooky was all business, trying to pull Robin's belt open. 
He was looking all worried. "Hey, you guys aren't supposed to be doing stuff like this."
Well, if he was worried, he didn't do nothing about it. He just laid there like he was our prisoner.
“Hey, you better stop doing that because you're giving me a hard-on.”
Pooky managed to unbutton Robin's pants and pull down the zipper. I was curious too so I got down and started to help Pooky. Robin was wearing pretty red underwear and there was a big hard lump in them. Pooky stretched his underwear out and Robin's penis popped out and then stood straight up.
All I could say was, "Wow, Look how big it is."
I looked up at Robin and said, "Were you born this way?"

I asked him “How big is it?”

“I measured it just a little while ago and it was practically 6 inches but it is suppose to grow larger.”
Pooky and I grabbed it and started playing with it. Robin was looking at us and at what we were doing. His mouth was open and he had a surprised look on his face. We were both playing with his stiff penis. I opened my mouth and put it in as far as it would go. Pooky pulled it out of my mouth and he started sucking it. I waited and then I pulled it out of his mouth so I could suck on it. Robin was softly moaning. Then he pulled it out of my mouth again and if that wasn't bad enough, he angrily pushed me away and tried to swat at me.
“You know what you are, Pooky? You're selfish, that's what you are!" 
I crawled back up to Robin and cuddled closer so I could look at him.

I said, "You are growing a mustache."
He said, "No I'm not."
I saw something silvery in his mouth. "Oh, let me see!"
I tried to reach into his mouth but he stuck his tongue out. I tried to grab the silver ball with my fingers but it was slippery. Then he showed me that it was connected to another ball under his tongue. I looked down and saw that Pooky was totally involved with Robin's big dick. I knew our plan was a success when He pushed his tight pants down. Pooky and I helped him tug them all the way off. Then we quickly took all of our clothes off and jumped back on him. I got up really close so I could look into his eyes and Robin stuck his tongue into my mouth. His tongue was so delicious and when we kissed I could feel the silver ball. I grabbed his hand and pulled it over to my boner so he would play with it. Pooky and I didn't smell like anything or maybe we were just used to each other. I told Robin that he was all smelly.

He looked a little embarrassed. “I'm sorry, I was playing soccer with my friends. Maybe I should go home and take a shower?”

“No, I really like how smelly you are. Please don't go.”

His hair smelled good and his spit tasted sweet and delicious. Pooky continued playing with Robin's dick keeping it so stiff that it curved up. I lifted my legs to show him my butt hole. I stuck my finger up there. He played with my penis and then putting his finger into his mouth he tried pushing it up my butt. I pulled my legs back further to make it easier. He stuck his finger all the way up my butt and I was smiling up at him while Pooky continued playing with his big dick. Now Robin started jerking off and Pooky laid his head on his  belly and watched him while he did it. The more he poked his finger in and out of my butt hole the faster he jerked off. Robin was breathing through his mouth and making sort of moaning noises. Then he cried out pushing Pooky away just in time to see it squirt. Both of us looked at Robin's cock. It was squirting sex juice over and over. It was the first time either one of us had seen it before and we weren't even sure what it was. Robin closed his eyes and went still and quiet. 
Pooky yelled out, "He's dead!" 
We both were looking into his face hoping that he was alright. He opened his eyes and he started laughing. 
All three of us looked down at the mess on Robin's belly. I moved some of it around with my finger.

Robin gathered up a large glob of it in his fingers and dropped it into his open mouth and then he swallowed it.
Pooky yelled at Robin, "Whatever it is, you're not apposed to eat it!"
Robin said, "You can eat it, I do it all the time."
He went on "I mean, sometimes when I jerk off, I'll lift my legs up 
and over so I can squirt my cum right into my mouth. I like it, it 
tastes good, only I imagine someone else doing it to me."
Pooky wanted to make an intelligent contribution. "The only thing we can 
do is peepee. You can taste my peepee if you want."
Robin didn't answer and started to put his clothes on. I grabbed his underpants and Pooky 
was having a tug of war with Robin and his pants. 
"Come on, your Mom is going to be here soon and I don't want to get into 
trouble."
We both hugged Robin's legs and cried, "Please don't go. Please stay. We 
like you Robin!"
With the two of us hanging onto him it was a struggle for him to make 
his way back down stairs. The front door opened and in walked our Mom. 
"Dusty, Pooky! I have told you over and over again that when you have company, at least wear shorts or something! Now go upstairs immediately."
Not wanting to miss anything we ran up and came back down wearing underpants. 
"Hi, I'm Star. My sons have no manners, what's your name?"
“I'm Robin."
"What a nice name. Well you look like an angel so it fits. Look, I'm sorry about the boys, they are allowed to be naked around the house, but not when the maid is here or we have company. It's their Father's idea, he's very progressive." 
Robin was nervous, "It's nice to meet you Mrs. Cloverfield but I have to go now."
My Mom smiled and said, "You can call me Star."

Later:

Pooky and I had boners all evening that just wouldn't go away.

After dinner our Mom said, "Dusty, I have to go to Seattle with your 
Father next week for 4 days. Do you think Robin would be interested in babysitting you two?"
Pooky growled, "I'm not a baby!"
But then, we looked at each other and laughed with excitement.

Mom said, "I mean, do you think he would be responsible?"
Not wanting to ruin anything I got serious. I nodded, yes.
She said, "How old is he anyway?"
"I think he's a teenager."

Later:

Pooky's lady bug cell phone rang. I lost mine so now Pooky had total control. He answered it. 
"Hello."
The voice on the other end said, "Who is this, Pooky or Dusty?"
"It's me, I mean, it's Pooky."
He listened and then whispered to me. "It's Robin, he says our Mom called 
his Mom and asked if he could babysit for us."
Pooky amazes me. he spoke calmly into the phone. "Yes,...okay,...sure....I don't care."
I couldn't take the suspense and I grabbed the phone from Pooky. Quickly I yelled into it before he could get the phone away from me. 
"Robin, please, please, please do it. Please, babysit us!
Angrily he grabbed his cell back from me and then continued his calm and measured conversation with Robin. After awhile he hung up. 
"What did he say! Tell me everything."
Pooky was pissed. “You know what? You're a dumb-bell!” He told me that his Mom says it is ok and he 
said that he will do it. 
He had a disgusted look on his face when he said, "Sometimes I can't believe that you are older than me because you act so stupid."

Bedtime:

Our Mom said, "Pooky and Dusty, march to the bathroom to pee. I don't mind but it would be nice if it only happened once in awhile instead every other night, so go pee, please!"
We did and then hopped naked into bed together. I just love Pooky and even though he can be cranky I know he loves me too. With boners up and stiff, we lay cuddled up facing each other. 
I said, "Guess what I have. Pooky was clueless. 
From under the pillow I pulled out Robin's red underwear. I let Pooky hold them. "Smell the part where his dick goes. It smells stinky but I kind of like it. It gives me a boner when I smell it. Then smell over here. “Pooky, did you get to see Robin's dirty hole?”

“Pooky said, “No, did you?”

“No, I didn't. We could try next time.”

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