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Sometimes Plans Change

"I'm not fucking babysitting those two. They're a nightmare, and besides, I've already got my mate coming round." Tom shouted at our mother.

She sounded angry with him. "Don't you dare take that tone with me. This was agreed. They can't stay on their own."

"I know. Sorry."

"Look, you are just a backup option. Both Rob and Will are trying to arrange to go to one of their friends. Trust me, they don't want to stay with you any more than you want them. Rob is almost certain. Will, I'm not so sure about. Have you met this new friend? James, I think he said."

I was earwigging the conversation at the top of the stairs.

I'd already arranged to stay over with James, but I knew Tom wanted the house alone for a boys' night. I kept teasing him saying that I was one of the boys, so it was alright for me to stay.

He was not pleased.

Our parents were going away on a weekend spa break. A present for our mum so she could get away from us.

It wasn't until the Friday after school that I confirmed I was going to stay with James. The look of relief on Tom's face was hilarious.

I laughed at him.

"You've known all along haven't you?"

I just smiled, and he ran at me, I ran away and up the stairs. He gave chase and grabbed my leg on the stairs as I tried to get away. I fell flat on my face, and he slipped, letting go of me. I darted back to my feet and ran to my room. Before I could slam the door shut he was barging in.

He looked so pissed at me.

"It was a joke, Bro." Laughing, I held my hands up in surrender.

"You fucking bastard. I'll get my revenge, just you wait." He calmly turned and walked out of the room.

"Fucking hell, Tom. Can't you take a joke?" I called after him.

Saturday morning was hell. Mum got us all up early as they needed an early start. I just pulled on some shorts to cover my softening cock. Those with a keen eye could see my half hard cock bulging and swinging in the loose shorts.

Rob came down in his pyjamas, he is such a kid. He wants to be grown up, but he still clings to some kiddy things. I bet once he starts shooting cum those pyjamas will soon be exiled to the bottom drawer along with all the other things he no longer wears.

Tom came downstairs in just his jockstrap; it looked grey and old. My cock twitched when I saw his bulge. It looked obscenely large, he must also be trying to hide his softening morning wood. When he turned around, and I saw his perfectly white arse cheeks my cock jumped and was hard before I could stop it.

I tried to hide my hard on and sat down at the kitchen table. Tom stood next to me, his bulge right in my eye line.

Mum dragged Rob, who had sat in front of the television and was watching cartoons, into the kitchen so she could talk to all three of us.

"Tom. Make sure Rob is okay until his friend comes round. His parents will be picking him up to make sure they are safe. His overnight bag is in his room. Please make sure he doesn't forget it." She pleaded. "They should be here about tenish so they can take them to the cinema."

"Yes, Mum." Tom sighed.

"Then you can go your rugby training."

So that explained the jockstrap.

"Will." She turned to me. "What are you up to?"

"James has got something on in the morning, and I've arranged to meet him at his place about three."

"Good." Tom sneered at me. He'd still not forgiven me for last night.

"So, you'll have the place all to yourself when you get back Tom." My mum smiled at him trying to make him feel better.

"Tom," she continued, "you know the rules. No alcohol, we know how much we have in the house. No loud music and no music after nine."

"What's his bedtime, Mummy?" I teased.

Tom nudge me in the face with his elbow.

I felt evil and flicked his jockstrap covered cock

Tom instinctively jerked his hands down to cover and protect his crotch. "You bastard!"

"Pack it in boys." She glared at us both.

I put on my sweet face and looked at her, she sighed.

"Can I trust you both to behave?"

"Yes." We said in unison.

"Good." We heard our dad come down the stairs carrying an obviously heavy suitcase. "Right, we're off. Now be good and Tom?"


"I don't want to hear any complaints from the neighbours."

"You won't, it's me and a mate having a boys' night with pizza and a couple of films."

"Good." Mum turned and shouted through the house. "Put the suitcase in the car, and I'll be out in a second."

Our dad had his orders and with a quick kiss on our cheeks mum left us alone in the kitchen.

The moment the front door shut Tom told me to get Rob some breakfast and get him ready for his friend.

My cock was still hard, so I stayed still.

"Hurry up you little git." He was not going to move until I did.

There was no way of hiding my hard-on as I stood up. Tom laughed and called me a horny runt.

After breakfast, I told Rob to go and get dressed while I took his place in the front room and changed the channel to watch music videos instead of cartoons. Like every teenage boy, my hand was resting on my crotch, and I was absent-mindedly playing with my cock, keeping it at a steady half-mast.

A short time later they both came downstairs. Tom was now dressed in his full rugby gear; black compression shorts over his jockstrap, thick cotton white shorts, long socks and a rugby top in red and white, the colours of the club. He wore his trainers, but I suppose his boots were in the bag over his shoulder.

Rob just wore jeans and a t-shirt, his backpack ready and slung over his shoulders.

"We're off then," Tom told me. "We've just seen them come up the drive. I'll see you tomorrow." He emphasised.

"See ya, then." I waved my arm in the air.

While I was on my own, I had a wank and a shower, in that order, and got dressed. I had nothing to do until James rang to say they were home so that I could go over. I was bored, and for once I wasn't horny.

It was getting close the three in the afternoon and James hadn't rung. Tom would be back in half an hour, and I really wanted to be out before he got back, especially with the mood he'd been in around me.

My boredom turned to tiredness, so I went into my room to have a nap. I put my mobile under my pillow and rested my head.

Just as my head touched the pillow, my phone rang.

"About bloody time," I said to myself.

I grabbed my phone. It was James. It was bad news. He would be another hour at least, and he said he would ring when they were on the way home so I could meet him when they arrived.

I put the phone back under my pillow, and I nodded off.

I awoke from noises in the house. It sounded like Tom was home with his mate. They were talking loudly and banging doors. I really didn't want to see him. If I was quick, I could get out without being seen.

The noise had died down a little, and I thought I heard his bedroom door shut.

I grabbed my backpack in which I had packed my spare undies and some films we might want to watch and cracked open my door.

The coast was clear.

For now.

But as I opened my door to leave, Tom's door opened and out strode Tom with his mate; they were stark bollock naked and still muddy from rugby training. And both were hard. His mate looked cute. Blond and slim with a long slim cock to match his body. He looked shaved, but that was because his pubes were almost pure white and could hardly be seen.

I stared at Tom's hard on. It was fucking massive. It must have been nine inches yet his foreskin still partially covered the tip. I'd never seen it hard before, and it mesmerised me.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Tom made no attempt to cover himself.

"I'm just leaving you perv."

"Good! And don't you dare tell anyone about this or I'll rip your balls off." He shouted as I went downstairs.

"What you do with your mate is your business. I'm just glad I won't be around to listen to you screwing each other's brains out. No wonder you wanted the house to yourself."

"Don't be a twat, the showers were bust at the club, that's all!"

I slammed the front door shut and didn't bother to respond. It sounded like an excuse to me. Mind you I wouldn't have minded staying and watching. That Blondie was a cutie.

I dawdled over to James' house and sat on the step outside his front porch. I drifted off to sleep as I waited.

Voices grew from a silent whisper until I could hear them.

"Will he be ok?"

"We don't know. It's very serious, but at least we have stopped the bleeding."

"But he's still unconscious."

"That can be a good sign. Will's body has either shut down to repair itself or..."


"Or he might never recover."

"He needs to wake up."

"He needs to wake up."

"He needs to..."

"Wake up!" James rocked me.

"Wake up!" This time he was more forceful, and I opened my eyes.

"I'll still here. I'm here. Why can't you see!" I cried.

I was surrounded by people. Except for James, I'd never seen them before. I presumed they were his mum and dad, but there was also an old lady looking at me. Peaking from behind her was a young man.

"Will, are you alright?" James asked.

I stood up and dusted myself off. "Fine, I just nodded off waiting."

"But you weren't making any sense dear." His mother said. "And you are sweating. Come here, let me feel your forehead."

I went up to her so she could check my temperature.

"You don't feel hot, but you are very clammy."

"I'll be alright," I said.

"You look flushed. Come inside, and we'll get you settled."

She unlocked the front door and James helped me inside.

"I'll take him to my room so he can have a lie-down."

"Alright, I'll check up on him in a bit."

James left me on his bed, they were the same sheets that I'd come all over a few nights ago. I didn't care. I just rested my eyes. But James had left the door open, and I could hear them all talking. First about me. I heard them say things like 'strange boy' or 'weird'. They even asked James how long he'd known me and if I was trouble at school.

James defended me gallantly, and they eventually decided that I might just be coming down with something. They wanted to tell my parents, but James persuaded them not to as it would ruin their first weekend away for years.

With all the talking I'd also worked out who all the people were. It was mum, dad, gran and big brother, who I think was just back from university for the weekend.

I started to feel like a burden.

They hadn't expected everyone to be staying with them. James' brother surprised them, and his gran had had a fall and was unsteady on her feet.

I couldn't relax knowing they were fretting downstairs, desperately trying to sort out the sleeping arrangements.

Gran would be in the brother's room. It was always planned for me to be in with James, but there was nowhere for the brother to sleep.

"I'm not having you on the sofa, it's too small." His mum said.

"Camping gear!" His father exclaimed. "We have that blow up double bed. We can put it in James' room."

"You can sleep with Ethan on the blow-up," his mother declared, "and your friend can have your bed."

I felt guilty, so I got up and went downstairs.

"I feel better now," I told them. "Look tonight is going to be difficult, you didn't expect all these people. It's going to be too much trouble."

"No, it's alright, dear." James' mother said.

"It'll be best if I just went home, Tom's there." I looked at James. "We'll just do it another time. Next week perhaps."

I pulled my mobile from my pocket. "I'll just text my parents to let them know what's happening."

I texted my mum.

James' parents didn't put up any fight, so I guess they just wanted rid of me. I picked up my bag and told James I'd see him on Monday at school.

Now I was on the street. I walked down the road so James and his family wouldn't see me hanging around, but I didn't know where to go. I didn't want to go home just yet and spoil Tom's day. I would go home later, after dark.

I phoned Pete to see if he was around, but he'd been taken away for the weekend, again.

James texted me apologising for being chucked out, even though I offered to leave. I caught a bus to the shopping centre and just hung around there looking in shops and grabbing some food before I went home.

I couldn't put it off any longer, so I caught the bus home. It was starting to get dark, but I really didn't want to stay out any longer.

I looked through the front room window, it was empty, then I went around the back of the house. I suppose I was still nervous about spoiling Tom's night, but if I saw him and they weren't having fun, then I supposed I would feel better.

At the back of the house was a second reception room, which we used to get away from the parents and watch what we wanted or play music or just relax away from their prying eyes.

But Tom didn't close the curtains properly, and I could see through the gap of a few inches in the centre of the window. All the lights were on so I got a very good view of what they were doing.

As soon as I saw them my jaw could have hit the floor. Tom and his mate had a girl in there. All of them were naked, I wondered if they actually bothered to get dressed, and the girl was lying on her back on the sofa, and Blondie was fucking her. Taking long slow strokes. I watched as his long cock went in and out of her cunt. Behind Blondie was Tom. He was hugging Blondie, close, his arms around his front and feeling his chest and playing with his nipples.

Then Tom pulled his hips back, and I saw his hard cock pull from Blondie's arse.

Shit. Tom was fucking Blondie, and Blondie was fucking the girl. My hand went straight to my crotch and rubbed. I was so hard watching this.

Blondie pulled out of the girl completely, and I noticed he had a condom on, he hadn't filled it yet.

Tom pulled out of Blondie. He was bare, but he reached out to a table and grabbed a condom. He slipped it down his shaft and tugged a few times.

I grabbed my phone and started to record the action.

They changed places. Tom aimed his cock at the girl's cunt, everyone watched as he pushed it inside, including me. The girl moaned loudly, he was so much thicker than Blondie, and she looked like she was enjoying his girth.

Tom was inside her, as far as he could go and he remained still. Behind him, Blondie had pulled off his condom and was lubing his cock.

Shit, I knew where this was going. I fumbled at my flies with my free hand and pulled out my cock. I had to stroke it.

Blondie placed his naked cock against my brother's cheeks and pushed. I could see Tom react as Blondie had breached his hole. Was this his first time? I had no idea, but Tom quickly got used to the invasion.

Tom was now in charge, each thrust into the girl would pull Blondie from his hole and pulling out the girl pushed Blondie back into him.

My eyes were fixed to Tom's face, he looked to be in heaven. He loved that cock up his arse, and he loved fucking that girl.

To help her get off, the girl was fingering her clit while Tom pummelled her cunt. This was Tom's time to get off.

My hand flew up and down my cock as I watched the girl orgasm and writhe underneath my brother. He just fucked her harder and deeper until he let out a roar as he filled his condom with his seed. I exploded and shot my cum on the brickwork and concrete patio below.

He stayed inside her, leaning forward to kiss her.

Behind him, Blondie took his turn and really started to fuck Tom's arse. He was certainly well versed in the art of butt-fucking. I watched as his long pole disappeared in my brother and heard my brother grunt with each thrust.

I kept hold of my cock and squeezed it gently as Blondie fucked Tom. I knew I couldn't go again, but my cock demanded to be touched.

Blondie got quicker, he was close. His backside became a blur as he thrust in and out of Tom.

Two quick thrusts and one final thrust, hard and deep, and I could sense Blondie cumming in my brother's arse.

Tom stopped kissing the girl and leant back, turning his head so he could kiss Blondie, as he did I noticed his cock slipped from her cunt and I saw the bulbous end filled with his seed and hanging from the end of his cock.

Blondie pulled out of Tom and squeezed the last bits of cum from his shaft and smeared them over Tom's cheeks.

Tom got off the girl and stood next to Blondie. She watched as Blondie pulled the condom off Tom and lift it above his head. He opened his mouth and poured my brother's seed into his mouth. We all watched him swallow.

The show was over, so I stopped the recording and stuffed my spent cock back into my jeans and zipped up my fly.

What the hell was I going to do now?

I watched them leave the room while my mind whirred, trying to come up with an answer. The bathroom light came on upstairs, they must be cleaning themselves up.

I can't just walk in on them.

I decided to get out of there for the moment and walked around the block.

There was no way I was sleeping out, I needed my bed. I took out my phone and rang Tom. It took a couple of tries, but he did eventually answer.

"What do you want?" He answered.

"Didn't mum text you? There's been a bit of a family emergency at James'. I going to have to come home."

"Shit! When!"

"I'll be heading back soon and will be there in half an hour."

"Ok." He abruptly disconnected the call.

I stayed out checking the time every few minutes. It was getting cold, and I wanted to get back. But I had to give Tom the half hour I promised.

Exactly thirty minutes later I came through the front door.

Tom and Blondie were sitting in the front room watching a film. They were both fully dressed, but they did look a bit flushed. The girl was nowhere to be seen, I presumed she quickly left once he told her his annoying little brother was coming back.

I'd seen the film before and knew it was only about ten minutes in.

"Sorry about this, Tom. It's all been a bit shit over there. I'm going to go to my room, I'll leave you two be. See you in the morning."  

"No problem. See ya." Tom didn't let on how disappointed he was that I was back and was ruining his fun.

If only he knew how much I wanted to try out Blondie's pole.

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