Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2023 22:16:36 -0400
From: Brendan B-M <brendan.ian.b.m@gmail.com>
Subject: Big Kyle's Awakenings - Chapter 5

INTRO
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END OF CHAPTER 4"Then eat my ass."

His fingers spread my cheeks and then I felt his warm tongue licking my
hole. He gagged a little but kept going. Good thing for him he'd just
washed me back there. Or maybe he would've liked it better dirty. You'll
have to ask him. But he slowly got more and more into it and it was the
best feeling I'd ever had. Better than the blow job. Better than the
fucking. He was going crazy on my ass and I jerked my meat. I couldn't
take it anymore. I grabbed Rob by the hair as my body stiffened so I
sprayed four good squirts of jizz on his face and hair.

"Awww buddd,. Why did you do that?"

"You know you like it."

"Iyeaaaa, but I wanted Big Kyle in my mouuuuuth."

"You can suck it dry, but only if you really want."

He grabbed my softening meat and proceeded to do just that. Then he
licked the cum off my belly and out of my pubes.

Fuck that was so intense.

He grabbed a towel and wiped the cum off his face and chest but not, I
noticed, out of his hair. Not sure if this was intentional or didn't
realize, given that he was stoned. I grabbed the towel and wiped what was
left off myself. I got up and went to the bathroom to pee. When I got
back, he was still naked on his butt on the floor laying against the side
of his bed. I extended a hand to help him up. I held out his gray briefs,
the ones with the cum stain in the seat, and he stepped in to them. I
stepped into a clean dark purple pair of boxer briefs and sprayed a
little Axe on me (but not him).

"Bud, I'm starvinggggg. Let's get something to eattttt."


******
The rest of the afternoon was pretty boring. His being stoned wore off.
We played video games for a while. I went outside on my skateboard for a
while. Rob took a nap. When I got back, he hadn't pissed himself
amazingly, though he was sober for once. I was sweaty from skating and it
was still 1000 degrees in the apartment so I stripped down to my boxer
briefs. Around 5, Rob's cousin Shawn arrived. He was a big, burly man
with very short red hair and a red beard. He was wearing a wife beater
and jeans. I woke Rob up. We were both in our underwear. Shawn didn't
seem to care.

We went downstairs. Rob plopped a can of Spaghetti-O's into a pan and
heated it up. Shawn took a bottle of liquor out of a paper bag, opened it
and took a gulp. "Want a swig of Jack?"

I reached for it but he pushed my hand away. "I was talking to him.
You're just a kid."

I was tempted to say my "kid" dick was a lot bigger than Rob's but I just
pouted instead. Rob took a glug of the whiskey. "It's so fucking hot in
this shit hole," Shawn said, taking off his shirt, showing off his hairy
muscular chest. In the conversation, he referenced that he worked in
construction.

After dinner, we went back up and played video games for another couple
of hours. I'd fallen asleep at some point and was half awake half asleep,
but still with my eyes closed.

I heard Shawn ask Rob, "Do you have that $200 I lent you last month?"

"Not yet."

"That's okay,, You can pay me back another way."

I wasn't sure what he meant but was intrigued.. Then I heard Shawn
talking again. "Get rid of him."

"How?"

"I don't know... how long does it take to walk to the market?"

"Like 20 minutes."

"So send him to the store, tell him to get a few things. That'll give us
almost an hour." I heard Rob getting out of the squeaky recliner. "I
won't need the whole hour," Shawn said, laughing.

I felt Rob shaking me. "Wake up, bud."

I rubbed my eyes. "What?"

"You need to go to the store and get some shit for breakfast tomorrow."

"Now?"

"Yeah, so we actually have it when we wake up tomorrow."

"Fine."

"Get a box of cereal and some milk. On the table downstairs is my wallet.
There's a $10 in there you can take."

I groaned as I got up. I grabbed a pair of gray cloth shorts from my
backpack and a tshirt. I walked downstairs but couldn't find Rob's
wallet. So I went back upstairs to see what to do and I got near the top
of the stairs and froze in my tracks.

I saw that Rob and Shawn were both standing up. They were both sitting
down playing Xbox when I'd left two minutes earlier. They were both
facing the far wall. Shawn was rubbing Rob's back and grinding his crotch
against Rob's ass while Rob was reaching back squeezing Shawn's butt.

"Is that cum I smell in your hair?"

"I dunno."

Shawn took a gulp of the whiskey and Rob did the same.

Shawn touched the stain of the back of Rob's gray briefs. "What the hell
is this?" He then rubbed it with his fingers and smelled. "Why the fuck
do you have a cum stain on the back of your manties?"

I'd never heard that phrase before but figured he was making fun of Rob's
man panties. Gave me an idea for tomorrow.

Silence from Rob. Shawn slapped his ass. "Who fucked you?" More silence.
Shawn slapped his ass hard. "Bitch, I said who fucked you?

"Kyle."

Shawn laughed. "Damn, you let a little kid fuck your ass? You are a
fucking slut."

*Slap*

"How big was his cock?"

*Slap*

"It was fatter than yours but not as long."

"Was his dick bigger than yours."

*Slap*

Nothing.

*Slap*

"Yeah."

"Of course it was. Everyone's dick is bigger than yours," Shawn laughed.
"You know what to do now."

*Slap*

Rob turned around, got on his knees, unzipped Shawn's jeans and lowered
them. Then he started rubbing Shawn's dick through his green boxers. He
then took Shawn's dick through the pee hole and put it in his mouth. I
couldn't see how big it was because Shawn was facing away from me.

But I started rubbing my own hard dick through my shorts, while trying to
be quiet enough not to be noticed.

As Rob was sucking off Shawn, the big man grabbed his hair and started
thrusting, causing Rob to gag a few times.

"You should know how to take it by now, bitch."

Damn, this wasn't the first time they'd done this shit.

Rob sucked on him for a few minutes then Shawn grabbed him by the hair,
yanked him up, spun him around, bent him over. He then lowered Rob's
briefs to his knees, spat on his fingers and smeared Rob's hole with it.
Then he slowly inserted his cock a few inches at a time - I still
couldn't see what it looked like - into his ass. Rob oww'd but not
loudly.

"Give me a swig of that whiskey, bud" Rob said. Shawn handed him the
bottle and Rob took a gulp.

Shawn shoved all the way in and started fucking him. "You are such a
fucking whore when you're drunk," he said, slapping his ass.

Rob moaned.

"So this is the same hole that Kyle fucked earlier?"

Rob said "yea" between moans.

"No wonder it's looser than usual. He must have a fair sized piece of
meat."

Shawn grabbed his hair and increased the speed of his fucking. "Does
anyone else fuck your ass?"

"Noooo bud, just you."

Shawn slapped his ass. "And a 13 year old kid."

Rob mmm'd.

"So if you have cum in your hair and your underwear, does that mean he
unloaded on you twice today?"

"I guess."

Shawn slapped his ass again. "You are a bigger fuckin slut than I
thought."

He pulled out and spun Rob around. "Your little guy is hard from me
fucking you and you haven't even touched it."

"You done?" Rob stammered, grabbing another glug of whiskey.

Shawn laughed. "Hell no. Lie down on the floor."

Rob obliged. Shawn pulled off Rob's briefs. Rob's head was pointing at
the door but he couldn't see me. Shawn's eyes were down focused on Rob.
"Show me your ass, bitch."

Rob lifted up his legs. Shawn spat on his hands and smeared it on his
dick, which I could now see was a little bit longer than mine."Gently,"
my brother in law begged.

"No fucking chance," hsawn said. He got on his knees and jammed his cock
hard into Rob's hole. He hadn't even taken off his boxers; it was still
poking through the fly.

Shawn said and started boning him almost as hard as I was humping my own
right hand.

Rob was moaning louder than before. "Shut the fuck up over there!" I
heard the neighbor yell through the wall.

Shawn grabbed Rob's briefs and shoved them in his mouth. "Quiet bitch."
Shawn had his head down and was chest to chest with Rob while fucking
him. A few minutes of that and Shawn sat up a little bit and put two
hands on Rob's throat to balance himself. Rob gagged a little bit but I
guess he could still breathe. Rob started to rub his dick, which was hard
as a rock, but Shawn slapped his hand away. "Not yet bitch. Please me
first."

Suddenly, Shawn happened to make eye contact with me. After a brief look
of surprise on his face - I'm sure I looked like I'd crapped my pants -
he smiled and winked at me. Right at that moment, I closed my eyes,
moaned very quietly and shot what felt like a gallon of jizz into my
underwear. When I opened my eyes, Shawn, still fucking Rob, gave me a
thumbs up.

I looked down and the gray shorts looked like I was the one who'd peed my
pants.

Shawn laid forward, again chest to chest on Rob, and yelled, "Yeah bitch,
take my baby makers" as his body lurched forward even more and, no doubt,
shot his sperm into my brother in law. He lay there for a minute and then
pulled out. He yanked Rob's head forward and slapped him in the face with
his softening, cummy dong.

He took Rob's briefs, cleaned himself off and stuck his cock back in his
boxers. He handed Rob the bottle of whiskey. He took a really long gulp
and lied back down. I could now see Rob was still hard, which I guessed
meant he hadn't squirted yet. Or in his case, probably dribbled.

Then Shawn spoke. "Kyle, come in here now."

I felt my face turn red, for some reason but I did.

When I walked into the room, Shawn looked down at my wet shorts and
laughed.

"Rob, Kyle here made a mess in his shorts. Go clean him up."

"Bro, my head hurts. My ass too," he said.

"Too bad," Shawn said. "He's a guest in your house so you have to be nice
to him. Kyle, pull down your shorts." I did. "Underwear too." I lowered
my dark purple boxer briefs. My softie flopped out, still sticky with my
cum. "Damn bro, that's a nice piece of meat. How much you got hard?"

"Like 7 inches."

"Damn, that's hung for a 13 year old. You might even be bigger than me
when you stop growing."

"How big are you?"

"8 1/4."

"Wow."

"Rob, now clean him off."

Rob got to his knees. I noticed he'd gone mostly soft in the meantime. He
licked the cum off my dick. Then he rubbed his tongue around my pubes and
balls to clean them off. I noticed he had grown again to a semi.

"Now clean off his underwear," Shawn ordered.

Rob slid them off then stuck his tongue in my boxer briefs and started
licking as he lied down. About 30 seconds of this and he was fully hard.
I reached down with both hands and started rubbing and twisting his
nipples as he licked. I noticed he had gone to the back of the underwear
and was smelling and licking. I twisted his nipples particularly hard and
he moaned really loud. As he did, a small amount of watery sperm dribbled
out of his dick into his pubes, after which he proceeded to collapse in
exhaustion and/or drunkenness.

"Damn, you came without anyone touching your little guy," Shawn taunted.
"You're such a whore."

Shawn laughed and slapped Rob's ass. "Bitch, which got you hornier: my
cock or Kyle's jizz?" Rob didn't say anything.

"Musta been your shit stain," he said to me.

I laughed

"If you guys go to the cabin tomorrow, I might see you guys. But I won't
be home from work until like 4," he said.

"What's in there?" I said.

"Some small mouthed bass, some rainbow trout. Others too but that's
mostly what I go for," he said, stepping into his jeans and putting on
his wife beater. He started walking toward the door. "Kyle, keep an eye
on him. He's a real slut when he's drunk."

I laughed. "No kidding."

He grabbed a can of Coke from the mini fridge/freezer in the corner then
went down the stairs and left.

I stripped my cummy underwear off and went to take a piss. I decided I
was going to sleep naked. It was so damn hot anyways.

When I went back into the room, Rob was still lying on the floor where
I'd left him. "Bro, we gotta get you into bed."

He mumbled something I couldn't understand. I grabbed his hand and pulled
on it and he got to his feet. I led him to the bathroom, him stumbling
all the way. "Now go pee."

He pointed his little dickie and let loose a torrent of piss into the
toilet. I grabbed the underwear he'd pissed in last night from the floor
and used it to wipe off the cum from his chest and the piss from his
dick. I gave him the briefs and told him to clean out Shawn's cum from
his ass. He did so as best as his drunken, uncoordinated self could do. I
led him back to the bed naked and told him to lie down but not go to
sleep yet. I handed him the bottle of whiskey that was about 80% empty.
"Bro, you might as well finish this off."

I went into Little Rob's room. I held up one of his diapers and thought
it might fit Rob. Although Little Rob was 9, the medication he took made
him gain weight real bad. I think he weighed like 115 pounds at least.
The diaper was medium size so I thought it might fit Rob. I grabbed wet
wipes and baby powder as well and returned.

"Bro, lift your ass up," I said.

"Why?"

"So I can diaper you."

"I don't need a diaper," he said, slurring his words.

"Dude, you're drunk. And you've pissed yourself four times in like 24
hours. You need to be diapered."

"Noooooooo."

"If you piss this bed tonight, Ariel will definitely find out and you'll
be in deep shit."

"Noooo, please. I haven't had to wear a diaper since I was your age"

Hmm, that was an interesting admission.

 "This morning, you admitted you were a pissy brat bedwetter when you're
drunk. And you're definitely drunk. Now lift your baby ass up," I said,
slapping his upper leg. "It's for your own good."

"Owww." He then lifted his rear up and I slid the diaper underneath. I
took a wet wipe and cleaned up his thighs and crotch. I then shook some
powder on him and rubbed it around..

"What's that for?" he stuttered.

"It's so your little peepee and baby balls don't get diaper rash, You
don't want to get diaper rash, do you?"

"I'm not a fucking baby," he whined, almost crying.

"Well if you're not a baby, you'll keep your didee dry tonight," I said,
pointing his little softee downward and folding up the diaper and taping
it shut. It was very snug on him but fit enough to do that job required.

I pushed his diapered ass over to the other side of the bed, returned the
baby stuff to Little Rob's room and joined him in the bed.

The temperature dropped about 20 degrees overnight so it was in the low
60s, finally making the bedroom bearable, so I actually got good sleep.

I woke up about 4 am to find his diapered crotch spooning my naked ass. I
stuck my finger inside his diaper and to my un-surprise, it was soaked.

I flicked on the light, went to retrieve the supplies, taking the baby
oil instead of powder, and untaped the wet diaper. I started wiping him
off and the cold wet wipe seemed to wake him up.

"What's happening?" he mumbled.

"You went weewee in your didee so I'm changing you."

"Nooooo, I can't believe I did that," he stammered.

"Why? It's the fifth time you've had a potty accident since I've been
here. You know what that makes you>"

"What?"

"A baby."

"Noooo."

"Yes, you're a baby," I said, as I finished wiping the piss off him. I
tossed the wet diaper on the floor. "And babies don't have pubes. So come
with me."

I grabbed his little dick and made him get up and follow me into the
bathroom. I made him step into the tub. "Where are the clippers? You told
me once you trim your pubes."

"Under the sink."

I rooted around and found them. they were battery powered so I just
turned it on. The buzzing seemed to startle him. His teeny weenie was
soft so that made it easy. I put the clippers on to his pubes and he
jumped.

"Whyyyy?"

"Babies don't have pubes because they'll get diaper rash."

"I'm not a baby," drunk Rob insisted.

"Why don't I show Ariel the four pairs of pissy underwear and the web
diaper and let her decide?"

"Nooooo."

"So shut up and let me shave you, baby."

He pouted but didn't say anything as I shaved his crotch down to stubble.
I grabbed shaving cream and a razor - it was pink so maybe it was
Ariel's. I squirted the foam on his crotch and swiped his crotch bald. I
didn't touch the hairs on his small (but not tiny) nuts.

"What will I tell Ariel?" he whined.

"You said you trim it sometimes, right?"

He nodded.

"Just tell her you went all the way this time just to see what it felt
like. You can also tell her you went all the way with me if you want," I
said with a laugh.

"Nooooo."

I put the shaving stuff away, led. him back to the bed and ordered him to
lie down. He lifted his ass up as I slid a fresh new diaper under him. I
squirted some oil and rubbed around his now bare crotch.

"Aww your little peepee is bald like the baby you are."

Only problem is that the oil and perhaps the taunting had given him a
hard on.

I squirted some more baby oil on my left hand and started rubbing his
hole and his crack, which made him moan. "Finger me, bud."

I rubbed a little harder. He grabbed his little guy with two fingers and
started to rub.

"No, stick them in."

I didn't.

"Bud, stick them in my hole."

"In your what?" I said.

"In my ass."

*slap*

"Stick them in my pussy."

I didn't.

"Bud, please I need it."

I kept just rubbing as did he.

Finally, he got pissed off. "Dammit, stick them in my fucking pussy." He
reached forward, grabbed my two fingers and shoved them in his hole. He
yelped as this happened but moaned loudly as I started fingering him.
"Stick two more in."

I slowly followed his order. He moaned loudly.as he jerked his 5 incher.
"Aww man my pussy feels so full."

"Stick your thumb in."

"You want my whole hand in your pussy?" I asked, incredulously.

"Fuck yes, now do it now."

I followed his command and slowly inserted the thumb. This caused him to
scream as a few drops of thin sperm dribbled down his dick on to his bald
pubic area. He collapsed back. I removed my fist from his ass, I mean
pussy, and went in the bathroom to scrub my hands.

When I got back, he still had a semi, which I didn't think would fit in
the diaper. I got up and went to the mini-fridge/freezer.

"What are you doing?" Rob asked.

I got an ice cube.

"Your wiener has to be soft when I put it in the didee," I said, as I put
the cube on his dick. He screamed but I held it there. It did the trick
pretty quickly and reduced his wiener to its usual tiny state. I tossed
the ice on the floor, pointed his dick downward and taped up the diaper.
I didn't even bother to wipe the small amount of cum on his bald crotch,
fingering it would be drowned in piss by the morning.

 "It's a good thing you have a kid peepee because even a teenager size
dick probably wouldn't fit into the diaper."

 I told him to shove over and I got in next to him.

(to be continued)