Date: Thu, 11 Oct 2001 11:16:17 -0400 From: Danny Meyer Subject: COOL KID BROTHER! - Chapter 31 ___________________________________________________________________ COOL KID BROTHER! Chapter 31 ___________________________________________________________________ Copyright (c) October 10, 2001 by Danny Meyer. All rights reserved. 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The foregoing and subsequent text applies to all chapters and portions of this story--past, present, and future, in whole or part. ____________________________________________________ ALL NAMES PLACES AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY ARE WHOLLY FICTITIOUS, AND BEAR NO CONNECTION WITH, RESEMBLANCE OR RELATION TO, ANY REAL PERSON OR ENTITY. ANY SUCH SIMILARITY IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL, AND UNINTENTIONAL. ____________________________________________________ The MAIN CHARACTERS list will appear only every five chapters, or so, and when a new character enters the story. See Chapter 29, for the complete list of CKB (Cool Kid Brother) main characters. ____________________________________________________ IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER, (30) . . . The intimate foursome--Tommy, Billy, Robby, and Derek the pizza boy-- have a quite a sexual romp in Robby's room. The three brothers suck Derek and he eventually returns the favor to all. Derek also strokes Robby and Tommy. Robby sucks Tommy on the side, while watching Billy and Derek in action. Later, Derek sits on Billy's boner, while Billy reaches out to stroke his brothers' erections. Billy is the first to cum, as his hands leave his brothers' cocks, and he erupts, inside Derek. Impeding the pizza boy's plans, the brothers attack Derek pleasurably, with Billy leading the way--and Derek cums. That leaves Tommy and Robby hanging, sexually, and they are anxious for release. The chapter ends with the sensual attack on Derek--Billy sucks the bewildered but passionate pizza boy, while Tommy and Robby administer whatever pleasurable sensations they can.... "Come on, guys--LET'S GET HIM!" Billy yelled, and dropped to his knees, grabbing Derek's legs and shoving his mouth over Derek's dripping, throbbing cock. I could tell by the way Billy was sucking, he was really going for it. Robby and I lunged at Derek, and dropped to our knees, too. We both went for his balls, then I went around back, and licked his hot-looking butt, with one finger tickling, behind his balls. I stood, and ran my tongue up Derek's back, reached for his nipples, and was going to kiss his neck, when his whole body shook. It felt like an earthquake. I got back down on my knees, behind Derek's legs, at Robby's level. "OH, SHIT! GOD! WAIT, WAIT...FUCK! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...uhh, UH...uhh, uhh, UHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" I was in my glory, for Billy--getting Derek to cum, and taking his hot load. From the sounds of things, it was a big one. "He's cummin,' huh?" Robby said, popping his head behind Derek, and asking so innocently. "Oh yeah, Robby, he sure is." "So, does that mean it's over?" "Not exactly--I think he's got a few more cums left in him, before we're done with him." "I wanna cum!" _________________________________________________________________ CHAPTER 31 - The Pizza Boy Makes A Wish _________________________________________________________________ All of a sudden, there was more light on me and Robby. Derek's knees had given out after Billy's great blow job, and the two of them were letting more light through--lying on the floor, now, with Billy on top, kissing Derek. Robby and I were still on our hands and knees on the floor--where Derek had been standing, seconds ago. I could hear Billy and Derek, panting and moaning, as I spoke to Robby. "So, Robby," I said, "you wanna cum, huh?" "Yah." "Want me to suck you off, now?" I asked, as the two of us got up and moved toward the bed. Robby had this subtle charm, totally apart from his speech and mannerisms, that drew me to him. "Welllll... not really. I wanna fuck Derek." "I can't help you there--it's HIS butt, not mine." Robby giggled hysterically, in his little-boy way. Sometimes he acted like a six-year-old, and other times he seemed to have the wisdom of an adult. "We all need a shower now, for sure--you want Derek to suck you off in the shower, Robby? I think he wants to do that." "Mmmaybeee." "You boner looks hungry, Champ." We both stared at it--it did look very thick, and was throbbing relentlessly. His hardon had a deep redness to it, and the skin was so smooth and perfect, I drooled, looking at it. "Yah." At that point, I got on my knees. "Come here, Robby. Big bro wants a taste of your dick." I engulfed his very steep-angled erection before he knew what hit him. The taste and texture of his incredibly hard penis was electrifying, and his little-boy scent went right to my brain. I felt a throb in my cock. "Tommy--AHHH!" "Hey, what are you guys doing, over there?" Billy said playfully, as he and Derek approached us. "Robby told me he wants to cum," I said. "No! I'd have never guessed," Derek said. We all laughed. Robby blushed, like a kid caught in the act of something he wasn't supposed to do. Hell, I didn't blush. I was proud to have sex with my brothers. I never did understand brothers that fought, all the time. I was glad we were of one mind, pretty much, and all worked and played well together--especially during sex. I'd finally figured it out--we didn't have to worry about making babies, so we didn't have to worry about ANYTHING--just have fun. "Yup, he's horny, all right," Billy said. "Why don't we hit the shower, again?" Derek said, beating me to it. I was just thinking that. "Good idea." Robby had this forlorn look as we left the room--I could tell he was really in need. Poor kid had a serious sex drive--and it was at the max, right now. We all headed for the shower room. Robby ran ahead to catch up with Derek, and Billy dropped back to talk to me. "Tommy! Oh, my God! I did like it said in that one story--I kept half his cum in my mouth and gave it to him when I kissed him. Fuck, that was hot!! I'm ready to cum again." "Wow, Billy--I'm getting hotter, just hearing that. Yeah--your cock looks almost as hungry as Robby's." "He tasted really good too," Billy said, all enthused. "I'm happy for ya, bro--you needed that--and Derek's a stud. Just keep in mind, Robby and I haven't cum yet. I think Robby's ready to explode or get blue balls, or both. Maybe we should get him off, in the shower." "No prob." We went through our usual ritual of how hot the water should be, and finally were all washing ourselves. "That was a really hot, surprise ambush you guys pulled off," Derek said. "The three of you got me so hot. Billy--your mouth-- that was incredible." Billy just blushed, a little, and nodded. "Gee, Champ," I said, "that boner of yours sure looks like it needs attention." "I wanna fuck Derek," Robby said, glancing around the shower room at all of us." Now it was Derek's turn to blush. "Well guys," Derek said sheepishly, "I'm not......really all that experienced. A guy tried to fuck me the regular way, once, and I couldn't take it. I do ok, if I sit on it--but not the other way." "Oh," Robby said, his face dropping, "I really wanna fu--" Robby didn't get to finish. Derek's soap-slicked hand was on Champ's dick, stroking slowly--and that shut him up. Robby fell back against the wall, panting. Derek slid his free hand under Robby's balls, and Champ's body tensed, in response. "Yup, we gotta get this boy off," Billy said, as his soapy hand took over stroking Robby. Champ was beyond talking--he was trembling and making little noises. "Urrrrp...mffff...eeep...uhh...." Derek poked a finger in Robby's back end, as my hand took the place of Billy's--his cock felt very warm. "Fuuuuuuuuck.........ohhhhhh..." Soon, we were all taking turns stroking my overheated baby brother, watching him squirm, hearing his funny little moans. It was fascinating to see his chest heave with deep, quick breaths, while his face got redder and redder. Now we were down to about three strokes per turn, as we changed hands on Robby's boner, in rapid succession. "Yeeee..... yeeeeee.... yah, yah, OHHHHHHHH..." Robby was cumming like a fire hose out of control. "Holy shit," Derek said. "Aw, fuck! Ahhh! Ohhhh! Oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhh." Robby always came so hard! I precummed, watching him. Derek put his face right at Robby's dick, and I heard the cum, when it hit his cheek. My knees were getting weak, watching. Billy noticed, and put an arm around me and his hand on my cock--but we kept our eyes on Robby's shooting dick, and Derek's face. Billy started to stroke me. "Oh, Billy, yeah--your hand!" I moaned. "Tommy, you wanna cum?" "No, not yet." Billy stopped, and we kissed. "Well, I'm ready for a break, bro," Billy said casually. "Yah, me, too," Robby moaned. "I could go for a break. YOU'RE ready for a rest!" Derek said, hugging Robby. "No--I'm hungry," Robby said. We all had a quick snack, and then I said it would be a good time to read some stories. I really wanted to get back to sex, but everyone else seemed to want a breather. "Yeah," Derek said, "if they're good stories, we can get some ideas from them!" "Ideas?----Oh, yeah, right!" I said, looking at Derek, and smiling. Billy and Robby went off by themselves, and I ended up in my room, alone with Derek. We read three stories--with my hand wrapped around his cock, and the tip of his finger slowly sliding up and down mine. 'I have to try doing this with Billy,' I thought. "Damn, you put out a lot of precum!" Derek said. "Well, um, which story did you like the best?" I asked, hoping one of them would spark his interest. "The torture one." "Torture one? I don't have one about torture." "Sure, Tommy," Derek said, taking the stack of stories and pulling one out, "This one--where they cock-tease the guy half to death." "Ok, I guess that IS torture." "Yeah, but what a way to go!" "Right!" "I read a story like that, a while ago," Derek said, "and it turned me on, bigtime. It's my fantasy, now." "Wow!" I said, "I got an idea. Let's go back to Robby's room." Robby's door was only partly open, and as I peeked in, I thought they were fucking--but there were Robby and Billy--fast asleep. I rubbed Billy's leg, like I do in the morning. "Hey, guys," I said, "If you wanna nap, Derek and I can go--" "No, no!" Billy said, waking up Robby. "Come on Champ, wake up." "Derek just told me he liked the story where the one guy gets licked and teased, and not allowed to cum for a long time." "OH, we can do THAT," Billy said with a mischievous grin. "Yah--no PROBLEM!" Robby added. "Did you guys rehearse this, or something?" Derek asked, looking a little shocked. Derek was eighteen, but he had twelve-year-old eyes. They were wide open to begin with, but every time he opened them wider, I felt I was looking right through those baby blues of his, and it made me feel like I was going to cum. "No, not really," I said. "We've sorta done it to each other, a little." "Damn! You guys are lucky--you have brothers to act out your fantasies." "Yah," Robby said, "problem is, we don't have any fantasies." "Robby!" Billy said, giving Champ the elbow. "Well, not too many, anyway," I said--not wanting Derek to think we didn't know anything. "I'll tie him up," Robby said. "Let's all do it, Champ." Suddenly we were all on our knees, wrapping rope around Derek's legs, and getting in each other's way, trying to lick his dick. By the time we were done, we had his hands tied behind his back and legs spread apart, a little. His boner was practically straight up, and he had precum, already. He looked hot as hell! We took turns, sliding our hands over his nipples--barely touching. We sucked him, ran our tongues around his throbbing cock, and licked his balls--and whatever other spot we thought of. He was ticklish, so we got him GOOD on the ribs and by his armpits. We didn't tickle too much, though--we wanted to keep him totally horny. This went on for a long time. I ran my tongue slowly over every ridge and valley of Derek's cock. The sensations were wonderful--it was as if I could picture his dick from the feelings I was getting with my tongue. "I wanna fuck the prisoner," Robby said, looking at Derek. "I'm sorry--I wish I could, Robby--but it just doesn't work that way for me." We had all taken many turns, licking and teasing Derek's studly cock. God, it was beautiful! Not super-huge, like Marc's, but a real nice big-boy dick. Robby was flicking his tongue, so expertly, on the bottom side of the head of it, in the "V" spot. What a boner! And it jerked each time Champ swiped his tongue against it. "UHHHHH!! Oh, God, please......no more," Derek pleaded. "You're a big boy--you can take it," Robby said. "No, please...AHH!" "Maybe I WILL let you cum," Robby said, with all innocence, looking up into Derek's hot, desperate eyes. "Yeah, Robby, maybe you BETTER," I said, "I don't think big boys can take as much of this as YOU can." "Ohhhh, really?" Robby said, as his lips surrounded but barely touched the head of the poor kid's dick. "Yeah! Yeah, that's it!" Derek gasped, "Yeah, Robby--GO!" I hoped Robby was getting ready to suck Derek, for real. I was feeling guilty that we had this gorgeous hunk tied up and tortured for so long. Of course, Billy and I were taking turns feathering Derek's body, too--anywhere we could think of. Then again, I thought maybe we should keep this up--and see how far we could take him. Derek was pure sweat, from head to toe--and his whole body had a blush to it, especially his dick--it was dark red, and a lot thicker than when we first started on him. "He's gotta be thirsty," I said, not wanting to wimp out and tell everyone I thought we should let him cum, now--but also thinking he had sweat so much, he probably needed a drink. Billy went to get Derek some water, while Robby and I petted Derek, all over. I licked my fingers, and slid the slippery fingertips across his nipples, many times. Derek's knees gave out, as he moaned from the pleasure--it's a good thing he was tied. Finally I got in, close, and nibbled on his nipples with my mouth, and Derek cried out, in pleasure. Our hardons slid against each other when I did that, and my dick throbbed. As Billy came back with the water, and was putting the glass to Derek's lips, I could see Robby was doing his little trick again, only deeper--Robby's mouth was covering more than half of Derek's cock, not touching it. Champ was flicking his tongue, and breathing hot breath over the tip of the pizza boy's throbbing penis--deep along the shaft. He probably felt it on his pubes, too. "Robby... come on!" Derek moaned--more desperate and out of breath, now. "Let me...feel it...more pressure......uhhhh!" Billy was doing his best, trying to give Derek a drink--but Derek was so worked up, he kept squirming, and half the water was dribbling down his chest. Robby greased a finger and slid it up Derek's butt, for the first time--and our cute, hot little pizza boy burst into a new vocal range. "Ohhh, fuck... AHHHH, FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" "Nah," Robby said, removing his mouth from the big jerking dick and shoving his finger up, hard, "it's too soon. I better not make you cum now." "No, Robby! No------oh, GOD... PLEASE!" "You gonna let me fuck you?" Robby cooed, charmingly--for the umpteenth time, as he barely touched the tip of his tongue to the underside of the thick, throbbing boner. "Oh, GOD, AHH!......N--no, sorry Robby, I can't take it that way," Derek said, again. Robby had been very persistent. "You can't cum till I fuck you," Robby said, finally delivering the ultimatum. "PLEASE!" Derek said--his deep, strong, eighteen-year-old voice cracking, now. He looked up, half panic-stricken, at me and Billy. Billy knelt at Derek's feet to take turns with Robby, and worsen the guy's torment. I knew Billy was in his glory--and I was sure Derek was loving this. He sure acted desperate, though. While Billy and I ignored his plea, and my brothers worked him over, Derek's chest started to heave. His cock swelled, even more--I watched it closely, and I could see pulses, in the shaft and head. "Ok, OK!------FUCK ME!!!!" Derek screamed. "Ohhhhhhh, what a good boy," Robby cooed softly--contrasting sharply with Derek's intensity--as Champ reached for the Crisco. Robby seemed to be assessing the situation. I could tell I was right, when he entered Derek slowly and tenderly. "Ahhhhh, yahhhhhh..." "Ow, ow, shit, fuck!" "Bad, Derek?" Billy asked, lifting his face from Derek's bush. "No......it's ok," Derek said, grimacing. It was fun watching Robby fuck him, but I was too horny to watch, for long. I grabbed Robby's shoulder, and whispered to him. "I got plans, Robby. Stop now, and let me do something." "I gotta CUM!" Champ whispered back, solemnly. "Don't worry--you'll have plenty of time to torture him, more. I won't be long." There was something totally safe about Derek--even though he was eighteen, and eighteen-year-olds could scare me, at times. He reminded me, a little, of Scott--I felt I could say anything or do anything to him--a calm but fun type of guy. That feeling made me very brave, and I had a bold plan. Robby stepped back, and I took over--first, drying Derek's cock with a soft towel, then, using a new feather on him--a thicker one that really could get to you. I brushed the feather softly on the top side of his dick, making sure to focus on the top of his swollen head. I was saving the underside and the 'V,' for later. "Oh, shit...Tommy...I can't...I can't...take much more of--" "Sure you can, Derek. Robby's deal was only PART of the bargain." "What are you talking about?" "This feather--it's really cool. It can keep a guy horny, for HOURS. The way I'm using it, you'll just get more and more horny." (I was mimicking the story.) "And you know, if you're bad, and don't cooperate, we'll move you to the furnace room, where nobody ever goes, tie you up there, and wait till my parents are sleeping. Then we can do this to you all night--hour after hour, after hour, Derek." We really did have a furnace room. "YEAH!" Robby and Billy said, stroking themselves, unconsciously. "Tommy--PLEASE!! PLEASE don't do that!! You're older--you got smarts--you know I need...I need to--" "To let me fuck you, Derek, so we can let you cum." Derek wasn't mad--I think he was a little scared, with three against one, but I had a feeling I was feeding his fantasy, (and mine). His precum gushed out. I took the tip of my tongue and flicked, lightly, to lick off some of Derek's sweet, slippery stuff. "No...God, no......please, no." "You got some nice precum going, there, Derek." I teased the tip of his cock with my fingers and squeezed the base. His precum practically SHOT out. Billy was the most attentive--his mouth gaped open as he fingered his dick. I enjoyed this, but Billy was REALLY into control and pleasant torture, and in his mind I'd bet there was nothing better than this nice, older boy, to have dripping and crying for sex, cock upright and throbbing--and begging for mercy. I thought it was pretty cool, myself, as I slid my lips, lightly over the head of his dick, again. "Oh, GOD!" Derek screamed. I pulled back to look at him. It looked like Derek's whole body was ready to explode. "Billy--more water, we wanna make sure he doesn't run out of precum, here." Then I started on the underside of his cock. The thicker feather hugged the tight skin, beautifully. "Ahhhhh........Ohhhhhhhh......No!..........Please......uhhh." I think he needs more convincing, Robby. Give me one of those kleen-rite things. I got Robby to help, and I re-tied Derek, loosely, in a chair. I raised his legs, wiped all around his butt, and pulled his hips forward. My tongue flicked, around his cute hole--that got Derek moaning, pretty loud. Then I went for the target, and swept my tongue across the hole, over and over, using more and more pressure--as my fingers made love to his dick, sliding up and down. "Oh, God, PLEASE! PLEASE!! Ohhhh, ohhh, AHHHHHHHH!" "Derek--one more dick inside you won't be that bad," I said, "Robby will have you all broken in, by the time I--" "Ok, ok. FUCK ME man!" Derek said, gulping and gasping, "Just get started--I gotta--" I wasted no time. I greased my dick, and slid in. Even though I was very horny, I was careful not to hurt him. I could feel that Robby had loosened him up, pretty good, and I bucked like a bronco--I couldn't help myself. My cock was burning with need. I think I lasted about twelve strokes, and started to shoot. "Ahhhhhh! Oh, shit! FUCK, yeah! Derek! Uhh, UHHHHHHH!!" I grabbed his hips and dug in. My shots felt so strong, my cum must've hit his throat, from the inside. At the end, I put my hand on his balls--the whole sack was hard! My fun didn't last long, but I didn't care. It felt so good--and I got relief. My balls finally started to relax--they had been tight and painful, for so long--but nothing like the hard knot I felt, on Derek. I smiled at my brothers. I no sooner got out of the way, when Billy started in. "I know you need to cum, bad, Derek, and that was good what you said to my brothers, but--" Billy had imitated my tone, pretty well. Derek knew what the deal was. Derek and Billy just stared at each other. I could see Derek sweat. There was a moment of silence. "Shit," Derek said breathlessly, his head tossing from side to side, and the sweat dripping from his nose, his chin--everywhere. His hair was soaked. He looked up at Billy. "I can't say no to you. Go ahead--you too, you little fucker!" That was the first smile from Derek, in a long time. I was glad to see that. "I wanna suck you some more, first," Billy said gently. "Sure, Billy." Derek sounded all dreamy and was giving Billy these warm, longing looks--in between grimaces, and looking like he was dreading getting any more sucking, at the moment. Billy was on his knees, in no time. While my hot little brother and the studly pizza boy carried on, Robby and I took a quick shower and pawed each other. Champ had this cute smile, and our hands were just going everywhere. As good as it was, fucking Derek, I suddenly felt like I had only taken the edge off. Robby had that effect on me. I pressed our hardons together before stepping out of the shower. We rushed--not wanting to miss the action between Billy and Derek. "I'm glad Derek likes Billy so much and he has a nice, older kid like to play with, finally" I said to Robby, as we dried off. "Yah, he's lucky," Robby said, as we returned to his room. We went to the far end of the room. "Derek's getting a good blow job. Let me fuck you, Tommy." "No, I wanna fuck YOU, baby bro!" "No, I don't want you to......well, uh......YAH, I do," Robby said with a big grin. "But I get to fuck you first." "Robby--do you want me to tie you up, all day tomorrow, and do to you like we did to Derek?" I already knew the answer. "Then, I go first." "Ohhhhh......ok." At this point, our eyes were divided between looking at each other, and watching Derek and Billy. Billy's tongue circled the ridge on the head of Derek's thick cock. He seemed fascinated with the look of the glistening tip--he kept pulling back, and looking at it. It had that tight, stiff, 'I'm dying to cum' look that made me throb. Billy had all ten fingers dancing against the older boy's nuts, and Derek moaned, as one of Billy's hands slipped off the rock-hard nutsack, and dug into the hot mounds of the pizza boy's ass. "Um--tell you what, Robby--you do to me what Billy's doing to Derek, and you can go first." "Yah, DEAL!" I got about 4 strokes of Robby's mouth, when I sensed a shift of movement, behind me. "Ohhhhh FUCK!" Derek yelled, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Derek was cumming, and it must have been a powerful cum, because Billy pulled his mouth off, and was getting a face full of Derek's load--when the phone rang. This time, nobody reacted to that. I was waiting for Billy to yell, 'Oh fuck,' again. I was glad to see Derek made a dive for Billy's dick, as I made a run for the kitchen. I smiled when I heard Billy start to cum, just before I picked up the phone. As I had suspected, it was mom and dad--they were about 15 minutes away. I ran back to Robby's room to tell the news. "That was mom and dad. They'll be here in fifteen minutes." No one was surprised, except Derek. "Holy shit!" Derek said, with panic in his beautiful, wide-open eyes. "Derek," Billy said, "I'm so glad we--" "Yeah--you're sweet, Billy--a totally sweet, hot kid." Derek was pulling on his clothes. "Derek, you're so--" "I'll be back," Derek announced, with his eyes on Billy, then added, looking up at me with wide-eyed innocence, "I mean--if you want me back." "Fuck, yes!" "You know we do!" "Yah!" Billy walked Derek to the door. I phoned Marc to tell him to get over here--that mom and dad would be here, very soon. I don't know what my parents would think if our babysitter wasn't here when they got home, but I didn't want to find out--and the last thing I wanted was to get Marc in trouble. As soon as I got back to the bedroom, Robby grabbed me. "Tommy--PLEASE!" Robby said, holding his dick. "Can you make it quick, Champ?" "Really quick--I SWEAR!" "Go for it!" I hopped on the bed, on all fours. Robby re-greased himself, aimed his starving boner at my hole and shoved in. I think he started cumming on the first stroke. His strength was amazing, I thought, as he rammed my head into the wall. While he was filling my butt, I felt his incredible heat, again-- which got me way over the horny line. I wanted to save my cum for Billy, though. "Ohhhhhhh, fuuuukkkkk.....Tommy...I'm cummin.'" Robby came and came, with his sexy squeaks and moans, and finally pulled out. I loved the scent of him, as it drifted down to me, and made me dizzy. I think Champ broke the record for the fastest fuck. I hugged him for a while, grabbed a towel, and cleaned him up--then ran downstairs and threw all our towels in the washer. I was relieved. Robby wouldn't be suffering, and Billy and I had both cum. When I returned to the bedroom, clothes were flying everywhere, as we sorted through, and put on our own. "Mmmmmm," Billy said dreamily, as he slid his jeans over his tight erection, "Derek is--" "Jock, Billy--jock!" I yelled, "Come on, Billy--even Robby had sense enough to put one on. I don't want mom and dad seeing any hardons." "Ok, ok.----Robby, throw me one of yours." Billy grabbed the jock, changed his plan, and ran to take a quick shower. That was good, because I had plans for that beautiful dick, and my mouth. It suddenly hit me we shouldn't have had Derek, over. Dad had said only Marc was allowed in the house with us. None of us thought of that. "Tommy," Robby said, "your face is so red." "We disobeyed dad, bigtime, Robby. Remember--only Marc was supposed to be in the house with us." "Ohhhh noooo!" "Oh, FUCK!" Billy said. "No time for that! Ok, guys, make the beds, and pick up socks and underwear! NOW!! I'll get the kitchen." There wasn't much to do in the kitchen, but it had to be done. While straightening up the kitchen, I heard Robby open the door and let Marc in. There was conversation I couldn't make out. "Robby! Get your stuff picked up!" "I DID, already!" Robby and Marc walked into the kitchen. "Spiffin' up, huh?" Marc said. "Just last-minute stuff. Mom's fussy." "Do all you guys keep things neat, for your mom?" "Yah," Robby said, "Tommy does it the best, though." Soon, the doorbell rang, and we greeted mom and dad at the door. They were happy to see us, and hugged all of us. They had already eaten, so mom fixed us a snack, and we all talked in the kitchen. "So, are you guys ok?" mom asked. "Fine, mom." "Fine." "Yah, we're cool." "Well Marc," dad said, "how were they?" "They were fabulous," Marc said, very enthusiastically--then he blushed. "Fabulous, eh?" "Well, yes, sir. They're good sports, and good sportsmen--all three--and behaved very well." "We're proud of you, Marc," mom said. Like Marc, dad loved sports, especially wrestling, but he loved football and baseball, too. He did wresting for a couple of years in school, and now he was the backup assistant coach for our high school wrestling team. Later, he was an end, in college football, just like Marc--so they had something in common. "Yah, dad," Robby said, "Marc's real fun--he gave us a workout." "I'll bet he did," dad said, smiling, "Marc is a natural athlete, and a true sportsman." I think dad was proud of us, to get such a good report from Marc. "Yah, Marc's REAL sporty," Robby said--as I glared at him." "Robby shows a lot of promise, physically," Marc said, trying to sound serious, but maybe not realizing other things that could mean. Billy put his hand to his mouth and left the room. "Well, I can't thank you enough, Marc." "No, please. You've thanked me plenty, already," Marc said, looking a little nervous, "Your kids are fun to be with, and they're good teasers--I mean, TEACHERS--I uh......learned a lot from them." "Really?" dad said, eyebrows up. Just then, Billy came back into the kitchen. "Billy--are you all right, son? You weren't feeling too well, when I left." "Yup, I'm fine, dad. I just, um----forgot I left the water running----in the bathroom." "Good. Just don't run like that, anymore, Billy--you're going to fall, one of these days." Everyone said goodbye to Marc, and he left. It was getting late, and mom and dad went to bed, soon after. "Wow--they're home!" "I can't believe it." "Seems like they've been gone, forever." "What do we do now?" Robby asked. "You can stay up if you want, Robby. Me and Billy are going to bed." "Can't I sleep with you guys?" Robby's whining, moaning voice had returned, but I could tell, he was serious. "No, Robby." "NO, Robby!" I felt bad, for Robby. I had a FEELING this might happen when mom and dad got home--Robby getting bummed about sleeping alone, and wanting to be with us. We had spoiled him. "Robby, you're tired--" "No, I'm not!" "Trust me--you are. Active sex, and especially cumming tires you out. How many times did you cum today?" "Six." "Six? I only counted three." "I jacked off, a little." "Holy fuck, Robby! You'll be asleep in no time." "......Ok." Speaking of good sports, Robby was the best. I was feeling sorry for him, and I nudged Billy to come with me, and put him to bed. I figured if we were both in there with him, chatting, just before lights out, he'd feel better. It felt good now, knowing that Billy and I would have some time alone together. "Well," Billy said, as we got back to our room, "I guess this is IT!" I knew exactly what he meant. "No, it isn't. I'm gonna make love to you." "I want that, too, Tommy." "We'll be quiet. It'll be ok. We just have to wait a while, and make sure they're asleep. Let's use MY bed." "Why here? Why not use the spare room, Tommy?" "The sound--it goes right up the heat duct, remember?" "Yup. I remember, now." The only other room where you could have real privacy was the furnace room, but sound traveled even better, from there. We read stories in my bed for half an hour, holding each other's dick. That was the first time we did that, and it was hot. "Fuck, I forgot the--" "I got it, Billy. It's under the bed." I had planned this. I wasn't about to let us get to the point of being in bed and ready to go, then have to go back to Robby's room for the Crisco--plus I had to hide it from mom and dad, so I did that when Derek left. "Good boy, Tommy--you go first." He was deferring to me, but I was feeling like the younger brother again, which was ok with me. It seemed to help create a good atmosphere, for me and Billy. That was the important thing. I was still horny from my session with Robby, so I was very glad to go first. Billy took over, and greased me up, then turned on his stomach--and I could see him lubing his butt. I don't know if he did that purposely for me, but I loved watching that--and the beautiful texture of my little brother's butthole--just waiting for my cock to slide into it. I dipped my finger in the Crisco, and slid it around on his hole, then slid it up, as far as I could. Of course, he didn't see it coming, so he jumped. "Ohhhhh, Tommy----mmmmmm!" I had him flip over on his back, but kept my finger in place. My mouth engulfed his hot dick, as my finger worked his insides. I wanted to horn my brother up! "God! That's fucking incredible." I worked on Billy that way, for some time. Then, I knelt up straight. That was the signal I was ready to make love to him. He waited for me to raise his legs--another thing I liked to do. "I love you, Billy." "Love you, too. Slam it to me, Tommy." "No. I don't--" "Please." "You sure?" "Yup!" "Ok." I gave him all I had. I rammed into Billy like I never did before. He took in this big breath, and bit his lip. He made the slightest squeal. It was one of those moments when we just clicked-- really got into each other--and I was pounding Billy. "Oh, Tommy--ohhh--God, yes----push!" I was shoving and slamming, as hard as I could, into him. "You boys all right?" we heard dad's deep voice say, as the bedroom door swung open and light came in from the hall. We froze! There I was, on all fours, with my dick up my brother's ass, bent over with my chest to Billy's back. Billy's head was closest to dad. 'Oh, my God,' I thought, 'We woke him out of a sound sleep--and now, we're dead meat!' At least we were in MY bed, so the light wasn't right on us, but that wasn't much comfort--we were naked, and the sheet was on the floor--so we couldn't grab it, in time to cover ourselves. I was scared, stiff--we were both shaking. "I was just on my way to the kitchen--I thought I heard you two, still up. Sounded like you were killing each other," dad said, jokingly. "Oh!" I could tell dad had been sleeping, but his face looked relaxed-- he had a slight smile, and looked like he was thinking about something. That was some relief, but I knew this was the end of the world. I thought about what Billy had said earlier, 'This is IT.' I was numb with fear. "Well, guys, it's summer now--I remember my summers, when I was a your age......I guess there's no harm if you boys stay up late, tonight." "Y-yeah, um, th-thanks, dad----really." "You boys keep it up and I'll have to put you on the wrestling team! All right--no yelling, now, or you'll wake your mother--then we'll ALL have hell to pay," dad said, as he shut the door, and went to the kitchen. "Oh, my God--oh, my GOD, Tommy! Do you think he saw?" "No way, man!" "He must not have been looking, very hard." "I don't know, Billy--I don't know." _________ Email is the only reward a writer receives. Do I get your reward, today? Do you like it? Tell me. I don't bite. Got ideas? Send them. Comments? Criticism? --I love it. DARE TO GO WHERE YOU'VE NEVER GONE BEFORE AND WRITE ME. sittinhome@hotmail.com (Danny) THANK YOU to all who wrote after the previous chapters. *** Your emails have kept me going, so far. *** Please don't stop, now. Our 'conversations' have been great! --If you want more, please write to me, Danny Meyer, sittinhome@hotmail.com (Say, "Reply," if desired.) Thanks. --Danny MY OTHER STORY: (Read below) ______________________________________________________________ I HAVE ONE OTHER STORY: "Boyz-brutal-training-school"--an S&M fantasy, in Nifty, Authoritarian. It's not really that brutal but it's not for the very soft-hearted or the squeamish. Read Chapter 1, which contains no S&M,--that will give you a sample of the setting and the tone of the story, if interested in it. --D.M. END OF CHAPTER 31 end of file