Date: Mon, 14 Nov 2016 17:32:28 +0000 (UTC) From: J. Brahms Subject: Rob Grows Up, Part 9 When Rob emerged from the bathroom after his shower, Rick was waiting for him, still naked. Instinctively the boys embraced and shared another kiss, which - of course - had them both hard immediately. When they pulled away from each other, Rick laughed and said, "we'd better cool it or we'll never fit into our underwear," which only got Rob laughing, too. Their hardons did subside, but nonetheless both boys were sporting well-filled briefs as they made their way downstairs and to the kitchen, where the nice smell of coffee awaited them, along with Dad. Dad looked appreciatively at the two nearly naked boys. Rob was a little uncomfortable at this new situation, as all three of them had nothing on except briefs. He couldn't tell if Dad was noticing that he and Rick were not fully soft. If Dad was noticing, he wasn't letting on. Soon coffee was going all around and Dad pulled out various other things for an enjoyable breakfast. When they were done, he announced that he had errands to do and expected to be back in time for a late lunch. "Considering how late breakfast was, that shouldn't be a problem. I'll see you around two, I think. Please clean up the breakfast stuff, then make your bed. Rob, would you be a good kid and make mine, too. I should have done it, but somehow didn't get to it. Thanks, guy." With that, he headed upstairs. Rob and Rick set to cleaning up the kitchen and while they were still at it heard Dad come back downstairs. "Catch you later! Behave yourselves!" The door shut, and they heard the car start and head out of the driveway. No sooner did they hear the car pull away but briefs were off and the kitchen chores were finished naked. Rick couldn't resist a few playful swats to Rob's butt when his young friend was bent over loading the dishwasher, which got both guys laughing. "OK, we better get to work upstairs," Rob said when the kitchen was done. "Do you mind helping me with the beds? It will go faster." "Sure," said Rick, "though I hate making your bed as I'd rather be playing in it!" Again, both boys got laughing. "So, let's do Dad's first, then we can play before we do mine," suggested Rob. The boys went into Dad's room which, other than the unmade bed, was quite tidy. Rick disappeared into the bathroom, as much to pry as to pee, but didn't see anything of any interest. Rob, meanwhile, was looking around the bedroom, but also found nothing of any interest. Rick came back and quickly they had the bed made and headed to Rob's room. "So, do you think your Dad noticed we were semi hard," Rick asked when they got to the other room. "I don't know. I really don't know much about him because I've always been away at school or camp, so don't spend much time here. It's great when I do, though. Anyhow, I didn't see anything in his bedroom to tell me anything about him," Rob answered. "Yeah, the bathroom was clean!" said Rick, which got them laughing again. They hugged and kissed again, and Rick's hands were all over Rob's bottom as they kissed. They rolled onto the bed, enjoying the kissing and each other's body. Rick flipped Rob over so he was face down on the bed and caressed his bottom, feeling the cheeks, between the cheeks, down under towards his balls, all of which had Rob writhing with pleasure. Rick tickled Rob's anus, getting the younger boy to arch his bottom up in excitement, which only caused Rick to keep up the teasing. Soon the lube was produced. "I've always wanted to do something," Rick said. "What's that?" "Could I put my dick into you, rather than my finger?" Rob had never considered that, but at that point was so stimulated that he was eager for anything to go inside him. "Let's try it," he said. Quickly Rick had lubricated his penis and pushed the tip towards Rob hole, gently slipping it in. "Does it hurt?" "No, feels good, but go slow!" Rob answered. This felt better than anyone's finger! Rob relaxed and enjoyed the full feeling of Rick inside him. For his part, Rick couldn't believe how good it felt to be inside someone else, and automatically started pumping in and out, which only got Rob more excited. The boys began to move together in rhythm and it was not long before both let out a yell of excitement and came almost simultaneously, both blasting and blasting, despite having released loads earlier. Rick collapsed on top of his friend and neither noticed that his dick went soft and slipped out of Rob. Rob also went limp all over, lying in his jizz, enjoying the feeling of his friend on top of him. Both boys dozed off, exhausted from their orgasms. About an hour later they woke up. "I think we'd better change the sheets," said Rob, after they cleaned up, and pulled a new set out of the closet. Quickly the bed was changed and made and the old sheets were in the laundry hamper. Neither boy gave much thought to the fact that the sheets bore evidence of their doings of the night and day. They went downstairs and read for a while in the den until Dad got home, right around 2:00 as promised. They'd forgotten where they'd left their briefs, so there was a short scramble as they looked for them, then remembered that they'd stripped in the kitchen. The briefs were just where they'd left them on the floor. By the time Dad came back in the house, both boys were in their briefs and sporting smaller bulges than they had at breakfast. Rob couldn't tell if there was a twinkle in Dad's eye as he looked over the boys; he felt like the difference in his pants must have been terribly obvious - he might as well just be naked! Rick was helping Dad with lunch, and both were enjoying each other's company. Rob set the table and soon all three were seated, enjoying lunch. After lunch, Dad announced that he was ready for a nap, and asked the boys to clean up the kitchen, which they did quickly, then they went into the den and watched sports on TV for a while. Rick remembered something in the bedroom and ran upstairs quickly. When he returned he had an odd look on his face. "Rob," he whispered, "your Dad is asleep with the door open!" "So?" answered Rob, "he's usually here alone, so probably doesn't close the door." "But, man, he's naked!" "Wow!" was all Rob could answer. He wondered what excuse he could make to go upstairs, but couldn't think of anything that made sense, and he was nervous about asking Rick what Dad looked like naked, so just went back to the game on TV. "Do you think your Dad is naked a lot at home," asked Rick. "I don't know," was all Rob could say, but the thought of it was causing a reaction in his shorts that startled him a bit. He noticed Rick's shorts looked fuller than they had earlier, too. Around 5:00 Dad came back downstairs, this time in a bathrobe. Neither boy could tell what, if anything, he had on underneath the robe. "Where would you like to go for dinner tonight?" Dad asked. "I love Olive Garden," said Rick, "and haven't been to one in ages." "Me, too," said Rob. "It's set," said Dad. "Be ready to leave at 6!" With that, Dad went off to do some other things. The two teenagers looked at each other, both silently wondering the same thing about what was under Dad's robe. By the time they saw him again, he was fully dressed, so it remained a mystery. It wasn't long before Rob and Rick had to get dressed, themselves. All three were ready to go at 6, a fine dinner was had, and they were back home by 9:00. All three settled in without going upstairs to change. Rob was secretly wishing Dad would suggest less clothing, but didn't dare say anything. They sat up together watching TV through the late news. "You guys stay up as late as you want," said Dad, "but I'm going to bed. Good night." He gave Rob a hug and Rick a pat on the shoulder and went upstairs. They heard his door shut and stayed to watch a bit more TV, then went upstairs and quickly to bed. TO BE CONTINUED