Date: Mon, 17 Jul 2023 13:03:04 -0400 From: Braddy Boyce Subject: Hide and Suck 16 DISCLAIMER: The names and details of my characters are fictious. Resemblances to real people, living or dead, are coincidental. REMINDER: Please donate to Nifty! =====BB===== The four of us returned to the back of the house, and headlights blinded us as a car pulled into the driveway. Quinn stumbled out and waved at the driver. "B-bye, g-g-guys!" he slurred. Was he drunk? He disappeared into the front of the house. So, he wasn't one of the two creeps in the cabin. Ralphie sighed, looking upset about something. "Not this again," he muttered. Sammy frowned. "Ralphie, is Quinn...?" "Let's not worry about that right now. It's too late to deal with this." Ralphie didn't seem in a good mood, so we were quiet until we reached the back door. Then, he managed a small smile at Sammy. "Hey, why don't you and Donnie go back to bed? I gotta talk to Billy about something." Me? Why? But I remained silent. "Will you still sleep in my bed, Billy?" Sammy asked hopefully. I gave him a big hug, but I had to be careful not to let my sudden boner show. "Of course. Always." Sammy smiled and surprised me with a sweet peck on the cheek, but he seemed to do it discreetly---or so he thought while Ralphie suddenly gave me a scowl. Content, Sammy led Donnie back into the house. Thankfully, Donnie seemed okay. No more drama! And then, there were two. Ralphie blew a big breath. "Welp. Guess it was my dad who went out the back door because Quinn clearly went out with his friends and broke his promise about not drinking anymore." Oh... I didn't want to seem nosy, so I didn't ask about Quinn's apparent drinking problem. "Why did your dad leave the house?" "He does every week to alleviate some stress. I think he walks by the lake with his buddies for a men's-only hangout. My mom has a girls' night out often. Not a big deal." I'd never seen Ralphie in such a serious mood that made him seem almost vulnerable. I couldn't tell whether he was upset about Sammy's not-so-open affection toward me, Quinn's drinking problem, or both. Or maybe it was something unrelated he had yet to talk about? Either way, I didn't dare to ask. "Anyway, now that Quinn is definitely passed out by now, wanna go down to the basement?" "Okay." Normally, I would've questioned Ralphie's motives, but he sounded like he needed someone to talk to about stuff, or maybe he just wanted to hang out until he was ready to go to bed. I followed him back inside the house and down into the basement. He closed the door and turned the light on. I'd played down here so many times that I could walk in the dark and know my way around---including "Hide and Suck" with Donnie. It was a big den with old furniture, an old stereo, no TV, and a bunch of board games stored on a large shelf, and it wasn't dusty in here. Ralphie collapsed on the loveseat, and I sat next to him. He formed a serious face. "So, what's the deal with you and Sammy? Anything I should worry about?" I swallowed, not having enough time to prepare for a convincing answer. "H-he's my friend." That much was true. "Duh. But do you actually bang?" "No! Why would we do that?" "Good. Just checking. I mean, he's my little brother, and if you're ever horny, just suck me off. I won't touch your dick, though." Ralphie shuddered at that last part. This was super awkward and uncomfortable. Ralphie and I had shared Donnie, but we'd never messed around with each other---he wasn't my type. But would it matter if I was horny? He was straight but still opened up, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I did the same? "Billy, just so you know, I really am straight. The only reason you might question that is because I'm always horny and there's no one else around. If my girlfriend was open to having sex, pfft, trust me when I say I wouldn't touch you guys at all. But jerking off alone gets boring, you know?" I just gave Ralphie a nod, not knowing how to answer that. It did make sense, though. If he didn't actually find boys attractive like I did, and only girls, wouldn't that make him, well, not gay? But could I even touch a girl if I was horny enough? Ew... Ralphie leaned back against the loveseat and sighed, then looked at me with a smirk. "Would you suck off one of those dongs we saw in the cabin?" My eyes widened, and my ears couldn't unhear the weird question. At the same time, I wasn't sure about anything because of all the stuff I'd already done after having never imagined I'd do them in the first place. I just shrugged with a weak smile. "Okay, how about this... If you had a choice between theirs or mine, and no other... Whose would you suck?" Another weird question, but this one ironically made my penis twitch, making me feel guilty for being so curious. "Probably yours." Ralphie formed a smile of pride that matched his ego. "Nice." He groped his bulge with a hungry look. "Wanna suck me off for a bit? I could use a good night's sleep." Oh... Someone knocked softly on the door. "Billy, are you in there?" Aww, it was Sammy's soft little voice. He couldn't fully sleep without me in bed with him. Honestly, that could never annoy me; it was kind of adorable. Ralphie rolled his eyes. "God, why is that little dork still up!" he whispered to himself. "Actually, I should probably go to bed," I insisted. "Otherwise, he'll never fall asleep." "Yeah, no kidding." We got off the loveseat and headed to the door, and as soon as Ralphie opened it, Sammy stood there with a big smile, always so oblivious to everything. Good. Because at the very least, I didn't have to suck Ralphie off. 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