Date: Mon, 28 Apr 2014 08:25:48 +1000
From: Rab Banaka <arbeetas@gmail.com>
Subject: Fifteen and Alone part 6 of 10

The usuals apply. If you are too young, or it is unlawful in your part opf
the world, do not read these stories.


Chapter 6 -- Stan's Baby


 Zac had moved into his own room some weeks ago but still spent some nights
in Glenn's room, indulging in the intimate contact they both enjoyed
together. Glenn had been wondering for a long time whether Zac had indeed
done the deed with his chick and one night, while they were locked together
in their intimate contact, he asked the question.

"Have you and Sophie ever done it Zac? Don't answer if you don't want to,
it's none of my business really."

"I don't mind Glenn," Zac replied. "Yeah, we have. Last time was only the
day before yesterday."

"I hope you used a condom," Glenn said.

"Yeah `course," Zac replied. "Pulled it over my head, just like usual."

"Smart arse," Glenn countered. "Orgh..., getting close Zac, mmmmm, orgh jeez
now man, aarrrggghhh, jeez *shit *that's so powerful!"

Zac felt every one of the seven powerful shots deep inside him before Glenn
lowered his head and locked their lips together.

 Glenn drew back and gazed down into Zac's soft brown eyes. "Shit you're
gorgeous man," he said, "absolutely gorgeous."

He pushed himself up, withdrawing slowly before sitting back on his ankles,
his knees fully bent. Zac sat up, placing his hands on Glenn's smooth knees.

"So are you Glenn," he said.

Zac's session had been earlier, so after saying goodnight, he made his way
back to his own room, opening the closet before lying on his bed and
perusing the contents. `Jeez I'm lucky,' he thought to himself. `Wonderful
guardians, two great brothers, one of which is real special, a closet full
of clothes and gear, Sophie. There's nothing more I could possibly need,'
his mind wandered back several years, `Except Mum and Dad.'

His sad feeling soon passed, he knew he'd never forget his parents, he'd
been much too close to them for that to ever happen. At least he was away
from Ben, no more filthy conditions, no more abuse, no more beatings. He
was determined to erase that period of his life from his mind, permanently.

There were three garages under the huge house. Zac knew one of them housed
the Mercedes and the other housed the Calais when Drew was home, but what
was in the third? He'd never seen it unlocked. Finally, his curiosity got
the better of him one day.

"What's in the third garage?" he asked Stan. "I don't mean to be a
stickybeak."

"Well, I would show you, but if I did, I'd have to kill you." Stan grinned
widely. "I don't open it very often Zac, but if you want to see, I will."

"May I see, please?" Zac's curiosity got the better of him.

Stan grinned again. "Yeah mate, I'll show you." He put the key in the lock
and turned it before pressing the button on the remote control.

The door slid slowly upwards, revealing a massive chromed bumper bar, then
grille, and finally the huge bonnet of a vehicle Zac had never seen before.
The paintwork was red, the soft-top white and the interior red and white.
Zac entered the garage and his jaw dropped, the car was huge and in
showroom condition. He walked to the rear, taking note of the huge tail
fins and massively chromed rear bumper. He turned to Stan.

"What is it? it's friggin' huge. Oops, sorry."

"Heard it before Zac, may have used it once or twice too." Stan grinned.
"That, is my baby. A 1959 Cadillac convertible. What ya think?"

 "It's unreal," Zac said, "it's huge."

"Hang on a sec, I'll get it out in the drive," Stan said. "You can see it
better then."

Stan started the V8. It rumbled softly to itself before he selected drive
and slowly moved the massive vehicle into the driveway. Del was watching.

"Well," she said, "it's about time you brought that thing out of there.
Bloody waste of garage space it is."

"You just don't appreciate fine machinery woman," Stan said.

Del put her arm around Zac. "It is rather beautiful," she said quietly,
"but don't tell him I said that, he thinks I hate it."

Zac wandered round the car, marvelling at its size and condition, he'd
never seen anything like it. Zac didn't have to ask, the expression on his
face told Stan everything.

 "Yes we can," Stan said grinning. "You didn't have to ask a thing Zac,
your face said it all. Come on, get in."

Zac almost leaped into the passenger's seat, to the amusement of Del,
fastening his seat belt before Stan cruised down the drive. The car not
only looked like new, it went like new as well. Stan drove out of Robina,
heading to the Coast.

They got more than just a few looks from holidaymakers as Stan took the car
along the main Esplanade of Surfers; the words of one young guy were
especially amusing.

 "Fuckin' look at that will ya. It's perfect."

After half an hour of showing off the car, Stan made his way home, putting
the car back in its home under the house.

"Have to polish it again now," Stan said. "Do it every time it goes out,
that's why it stays here most of the time."

Glenn appeared at the garage door. "You could've waited for me you know."

"If you could've seen the look on Zac's face," Stan explained, "you'd've
realised why we couldn't."

"Oh well, looks like the park it is then," Glenn said. "C'mon Zac, get yer
skatey, I'll have to wait till next time."

They made their way to the park and spent the afternoon competing on their
boards. Glenn had been taking tips from Zac and was improving, he hadn't
caught Zac yet, but he was improving. After one particularly impressive
round by Zac, Glenn congratulated him.

"You're good Zac, you're fuckin' good. Hope I can get like you one day."

"You can get me like now," Zac said, feeling especially horny, "if you
wanna that is."

"Cool man." Glenn was also feeling horny." Let's go back to the house."

They arrived home to find the Mercedes gone and no one apparently in the
house.

"Must've gone to the shops," Glenn said. "Ah no, hang on, they had to go to
see Bob, to get your trust account fixed up. That's cool, they'll be at
least two, maybe three hours."

They headed straight to Glenn's room not bothering to lock, or even shut
the door, what was the point? Their clothes were soon removed, both of them
were wearing only shorts, t-shirts and jocks, and they stood looking at
each other. They were both deeply tanned from the South East Queensland
sun, even the fine hairs on their legs had taken on an almost blonde
quality, being constantly bleached by the sun.

"Suck or fuck?" Glenn asked.

Zac thought. "Fuck'd be good," he said.

"Cool." Glenn took the locked tin out of his bedside cabinet and unlocked
it. "Can I go you first?" he asked.

"Yeah man." Zac took the tube of gel and used it in the appropriate place
before passing it to Glenn.

Glenn lubed up as Zac positioned himself on the bed, getting comfortable
before pulling his knees up. Glenn got between his shapely thighs and
positioned himself for entry before sliding deeply into Zac. Zac rested his
heels on Glenn's back and they were soon making passionate love, lost in
the ecstasy of their act.

"Oh for fuck sake Glenn!" They both heard Drew's voice through their haze.

Glenn ripped himself out of Zac, making him cry out in discomfort, but it
was too late, they'd been caught. Glenn looked up at Drew standing in the
doorway.

"We were just experimenting Drew..., ah what the fuck, you've caught us, no
use me bullshitting about it."

Zac had a horrified look on his face. Would Drew tell Stan and Del?

"I never thought you were like that Glenn," Drew said, "I always thought
you were right into the chicks. Shit, it wasn't all that long ago you were
in my room almost crying, asking my advice `cause you thought you'd knocked
up Fiona. Shit man, it's a surprise, that's all." Then seeing the look on
Zac's face, "Don't worry Zac, I won't say anything, how could I? I'm that
way myself except I'm not into chicks like you two."

Zac and Glenn stayed on the bed.

"You two might as well finish what you started," Drew said, "gotta admit it
looked pretty cool. That's some cock you've got there Glenn, not bad for a
boy."

Glenn looked at Zac, a questioning look in his eyes. Zac just shrugged.

"So you gonna stay or what?" Glenn asked Drew.

Drew looked from one to the other. "Mind if I hang?" he asked.

"Nah, that's OK." Glenn said as he repositioned himself over Zac.

Drew sat on the chair at Glenn's desk, watching closely as his brother's
cock slipped deeply into Zac again. Shit this looked cool, why wasn't it
him above Zac? His cock was so hard at what he was seeing before him, he
thought it was going to burst. He slipped a hand inside his shorts and
jocks, just the touch of his hand against his cock had him thinking he was
going to blow any second. Zac saw his move.

"Don't do that Drew," Zac said, "it's a waste man. If it's OK with Glenn,"
he looked up into Glenn's eyes, "it's OK with me, if you wanna."

Glenn just nodded; he was too close to do anything else and within a few
seconds.

"Argh fuck Zac, yeah man, aarrrggghhhh!" he said, as his powerful wad
exploded into Zac.

A few moments later, Glenn pushed himself up and withdrew, this time slowly
and gently from Zac. "That was rad Zac, totally cool man, even though we
did get caught."

Zac smiled then looked across to Drew. "Do you wanna?" he asked.

Did Drew want to? He'd wanted nothing more since he'd picked this handsome
guy up all those months ago. He was quickly naked. Zac excused himself,
making his way to the toilet. He returned a short time later.

He arrived back to find Glenn now on the chair and Drew waiting for him
beside the bed, his condom already in place. He lay on the bed and readied
himself for Drew, who had already used the lube; he'd wanted this from Drew
ever since that morning in the motel, since fantasizing about what was just
about to happen.

Drew positioned himself over Zac, his seven inches very hard. He guided
himself until he felt contact then gently slipped slowly and fully inside.
`Oh my sweet fuck' he thought to himself, `Cameron's good but nowhere near
this good.' A deep involuntary sigh of "Urghhhhh" escaped Drew as he felt
his pubes contact Zac. Drew was now where he had wanted to be since that
first meeting and he didn't last long; he didn't last long at all, his
fervent longing for this cute guy had his powerful wad on the brink in
minutes. He didn't even make a sound as his white torrent exploded into his
condom, pump after pump, Drew thinking it would never stop.

"Orgh fuck Drew, that feels so cool," Zac crooned as he felt the cock jerk
inside him. Glenn was good, real good but Drew had far more finesse, he was
so much more gentle and feeling.

Moments later, Drew withdrew slowly, removed the condom and sat back,
looking down at Zac. "Thanks Zac," he said, "that was so good. You'll have
to sneak into my room one night so as I can repay you."

"You're welcome Drew and yeah, I will do that, might even surprise you one
night." Zac knew the offer was genuine; Drew wouldn't have let it be any
other way.

Drew dressed himself and with a "Catch ya guys, just don't forget that was
between us only," headed downstairs.

"Fuck," Glenn said, "Didn't expect that to happen. Sorry Zac, should've
locked the door."

"No probs man, I been longing to do that with Drew since I met him." Zac
was honest about the situation.

"You horny bugger," Glenn said, "You and my brother, never thought it'd
happen. Looked cool though."

"Felt cool too let me tell you," Zac replied. "He's good man, real good.
Can't wait to go him one night."

"After watching that," Glenn said, "I wouldn't mind going him myself. He's
got a fab bod, for a brother that is."

"And you reckon I'm a horny bugger," Zac grinned. "Shit, wanting to go your
own brother, I dunno what things are coming to.

"Get stuffed," Glenn said grinning. "Never happen anyway. Now I think it's
your turn, but this time we'll lock the door. I don't think good ol' Stan
would be quite so forgiving."

"Nah, probably not," Zac said, turning and locking the door.

He turned back to find Glenn on the bed ready for him. The next ten minutes
were lost to them both as Zac made the sweetest love to Glenn before
blowing a massive charge inside him. They lay together for many minutes;
their lips locked, their tongues entwined.

Stan and Del were away till five thirty, Stan being in his usual angry mood
on their return.

"Bloody, friggin' traffic," he said. "You can hardly stuffin' well move on
the roads this time of night. And dickheads? The place is full of `em, even
got passed on the wrong side on the way home. Anyway Zac, your trust
account is set up, the money's in there and you're set mate. When you're
eighteen, it's yours, every cent. Well done mate, you deserve it after what
you went through."

Zac felt a constriction in his throat. Once again Stan and Del had done
everything for him, just like his Mum and Dad had done all those years ago.
He felt wanted again, he felt so comfortable with these people. His future
was now certainly guaranteed.


To be continued.


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