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The Pooky and Dusty was first published 2008 has been re-written and re-organized and added to. Pooky and Dusty is not a single story but a collection of stories. All but one are from the point of view of Pooky's older brother, Dusty's. You can assume that this story is fiction and that all the usual disclaimers apply
Pooky and Dusty is not a single story. It is a collection of stories. Some are from a narrative point of view and others are through the eyes of Dusty, Pooky's older brother.
Part 2.
Pooky and Dusty.
Story 3 Robin.
"Pooky look over
there."
"Where?"
I said, "Don't be cranky,
look over there, there's Robin."
Pooky had his usual frown on
his face. "So?"
"I know him, do you think we could
get him to come over to our house?"
Now we were both looking
at him. Pooky said, "Why would he want to come over, he's
an eighth grader and we are just grammar school scrubs."
I
said, "I don't know, I think he likes me and if he likes me how
can he not like you?"
Robin was tall and skinny like a
string bean. His hair was light brown, wavy and long. He was
wearing a sock hat that had a fuzzy red ball on top. It made him
look cute and it sort of kept his hair under control. He was
four years older than me and that made him six years older
than Pooky.
"Hi Dusty, what's up?"
"Robin,
this is my brother Pooky. He says he really wants to meet you."
Pooky
snapped. "I didn't say that. You said that!"
Then he
shoved me. Robin was beginning to laugh. I didn't want Pooky to spoil
everything so I had to calm him down.
"Okay, okay, I wanted
Robin to meet you. Now are you satisfied?"
The last thing we
needed is the Mini-boss having a Pooky meltdown right out here in
public. If this was going to work, I was going to have to do it
myself.
I looked up at him and said, "You think you might
like to come over to our house?"
Robin looked sort of
puzzled.
Still frowning, Pooky was looking up
at him too, only he said, "Are you growin a mustache?
Robin
started to laugh again. “I haven't started shaving yet.
it's just sort of been sneakin in. I might shave it soon, I
don't know."
Robin looked around to see if anyone was
watching them. "Why do you want me to come over?"
I
said, "I don't know, I thought you might be fun."
I put
my hand on his arm and both of us went silent and then looked at
each other, then back up at Robin. I think we both felt it. It was a
strange feeling like electricity flowing out of Robin's body.
"Pooky
blurted out. "You could come over now!"
He started
tugging Robin by a belt loop on his pants. Robin was just a little
uncoordinated but he dropped all resistance and came along with
us, willingly. Once home, we both ran upstairs to our room with Robin
following us not knowing why or where he was going. Once in our
room, we made him sit
down on one of the beds. I sat on one
side of Robin and Pooky sat on the other side of him. When we
started cuddling with him. The astonished Robin looked first at Pooky
and then at me.
He said, suspiciously, "Hey, what's goin
on?"
Pooky and I both snuggled closer.
I said
in my usual high voice, "Nothing."
Robin looked at me
when I said it. Then Pooky pulled his pants out of the way so
that you could see his boner sticking straight up. I laughed.
When Robin turned to look, Pooky had already covered himself up but
he was having trouble not giggling. When Robin was looking at Pooky,
I pulled down my pants so you could see my boner sticking up. This
time, Robin saw it before I could hide it.
He sat up and said,
"Hey, what if someone comes in like maybe your Mother?
They'll think I'm making you guys do stuff like that. I don't want
to get blamed for it."
Pooky and I pulled him back down
on the bed and both of us climbed on him. Pooky blew raspberries
in his face. Poor Robin had no idea of what he was dealing
with.
"Our Parents aren't home. Mom gets home at 6 and Dad is
away again and anyway, they don't care."
I was staring right
into Robin's cute face. He was just a little pimply but really,
really cute. Pooky was all business, trying to pull Robin's belt
open.
He was looking all worried. "Hey, you guys aren't
supposed to be doing stuff like this."
Well, if he was
worried, he didn't do nothing about it. He just laid there like
he was our prisoner.
“Hey, you better stop doing that
because you're giving me a hard-on.”
Pooky managed to
unbutton Robin's pants and pull down the zipper. I was curious too so
I got down and started to help Pooky. Robin was wearing pretty
red underwear and there was a big hard lump in them. Pooky
stretched his underwear out and Robin's penis popped out and
then stood straight up.
All I could say was, "Wow, Look how
big it is."
I looked up at Robin and said, "Were you
born this way?"
I asked him “How big is it?”
“I measured it just a little
while ago and it was practically 6 inches but it is suppose to grow
larger.”
Pooky and I grabbed it and started playing with it.
Robin was looking at us and at what we were doing. His mouth was
open and he had a surprised look on his face. We were both playing
with his stiff penis. I opened my mouth and put it in as far as
it would go. Pooky pulled it out of my mouth and he started
sucking it. I waited and then I pulled it out of his mouth so I
could suck on it. Robin was softly moaning. Then he pulled it out of
my mouth again and if that wasn't bad enough, he angrily pushed
me away and tried to swat at me.
“You know what you are,
Pooky? You're selfish, that's what you are!"
I
crawled back up to Robin and cuddled closer so I could look at him.
I said, "You are growing a
mustache."
He said, "No I'm not."
I saw
something silvery in his mouth. "Oh, let me see!"
I
tried to reach into his mouth but he stuck his tongue out. I tried to
grab the silver ball with my fingers but it was slippery. Then
he showed me that it was connected to another ball under his
tongue. I looked down and saw that Pooky was totally involved
with Robin's big dick. I knew our plan was a success when He
pushed his tight pants down. Pooky and I helped him tug them all
the way off. Then we quickly took all of our clothes off and
jumped back on him. I got up really close so I could look into his
eyes and Robin stuck his tongue into my mouth. His tongue was so
delicious and when we kissed I could feel the silver ball. I grabbed
his hand and pulled it over to my boner so he would play with
it. Pooky and I didn't smell like anything or maybe we were just
used to each other. I told Robin that he was all smelly.
He looked a little embarrassed. “I'm sorry, I was playing soccer with my friends. Maybe I should go home and take a shower?”
“No, I really like how smelly you are. Please don't go.”
His hair smelled good and his spit
tasted sweet and delicious. Pooky continued playing with Robin's
dick keeping it so stiff that it curved up. I lifted my legs to show
him my butt hole. I stuck my finger up there. He played with my penis
and then putting his finger into his mouth he tried pushing it up my
butt. I pulled my legs back further to make it easier. He stuck his
finger all the way up my butt and I was smiling up at him while
Pooky continued playing with his big dick. Now Robin started jerking
off and Pooky laid his head on his belly and watched him while
he did it. The more he poked his finger in and out of my butt
hole the faster he jerked off. Robin was breathing through his
mouth and making sort of moaning noises. Then he cried out pushing
Pooky away just in time to see it squirt. Both of us looked at
Robin's cock. It was squirting sex juice over and over. It was
the first time either one of us had seen it before and we
weren't even sure what it was. Robin closed his eyes and went
still and quiet.
Pooky yelled out, "He's dead!"
We
both were looking into his face hoping that he was alright. He opened
his eyes and he started laughing.
All three of us looked
down at the mess on Robin's belly. I moved some of it around
with my finger.
Robin gathered up a large glob of it in
his fingers and dropped it into his open mouth and then he swallowed
it.
Pooky yelled at Robin, "Whatever it is, you're not
apposed to eat it!"
Robin said, "You can eat it, I do it
all the time."
He went on "I mean, sometimes when I jerk
off, I'll lift my legs up
and over so I can squirt my cum
right into my mouth. I like it, it
tastes good, only I
imagine someone else doing it to me."
Pooky wanted to make an
intelligent contribution. "The only thing we can
do is
peepee. You can taste my peepee if you want."
Robin didn't
answer and started to put his clothes on. I grabbed his underpants
and Pooky
was having a tug of war with Robin and his
pants.
"Come on, your Mom is going to be here soon and
I don't want to get into
trouble."
We both hugged
Robin's legs and cried, "Please don't go. Please stay. We
like
you Robin!"
With the two of us hanging onto him it was a
struggle for him to make
his way back down stairs. The
front door opened and in walked our Mom.
"Dusty, Pooky!
I have told you over and over again that when you have company,
at least wear shorts or something! Now go upstairs immediately."
Not
wanting to miss anything we ran up and came back down
wearing underpants.
"Hi, I'm Star. My sons have no
manners, what's your name?"
“I'm Robin."
"What
a nice name. Well you look like an angel so it fits. Look, I'm sorry
about the boys, they are allowed to be naked around the house,
but not when the maid is here or we have company. It's their
Father's idea, he's very progressive."
Robin was
nervous, "It's nice to meet you Mrs. Cloverfield but I have to
go now."
My Mom smiled and said, "You can call me
Star."
Later:
Pooky and I had boners all evening
that just wouldn't go away.
After dinner our Mom said, "Dusty,
I have to go to Seattle with your
Father next week for 4
days. Do you think Robin would be interested in babysitting you
two?"
Pooky growled, "I'm not a baby!"
But then,
we looked at each other and laughed with excitement.
Mom said, "I mean, do you think he
would be responsible?"
Not wanting to ruin anything I got
serious. I nodded, yes.
She said, "How old is he anyway?"
"I
think he's a teenager."
Later:
Pooky's lady bug cell
phone rang. I lost mine so now Pooky had total control. He
answered it.
"Hello."
The voice on the other
end said, "Who is this, Pooky or Dusty?"
"It's me,
I mean, it's Pooky."
He listened and then whispered to me.
"It's Robin, he says our Mom called
his Mom and asked
if he could babysit for us."
Pooky amazes me. he spoke calmly
into the phone. "Yes,...okay,...sure....I don't care."
I
couldn't take the suspense and I grabbed the phone from Pooky.
Quickly I yelled into it before he could get the phone away from
me.
"Robin, please, please, please do it. Please,
babysit us!
Angrily he grabbed his cell back from me and then
continued his calm and measured conversation with Robin. After awhile
he hung up.
"What did he say! Tell me
everything."
Pooky was pissed. “You know what? You're a
dumb-bell!” He told me that his Mom says it is ok and he
said
that he will do it.
He had a disgusted look on his face when
he said, "Sometimes I can't believe that you are older than
me because you act so stupid."
Bedtime:
Our Mom
said, "Pooky and Dusty, march to the bathroom to pee. I
don't mind but it would be nice if it only happened once in
awhile instead every other night, so go pee, please!"
We
did and then hopped naked into bed together. I just love Pooky
and even though he can be cranky I know he loves me too. With
boners up and stiff, we lay cuddled up facing each other.
I
said, "Guess what I have. Pooky was clueless.
From
under the pillow I pulled out Robin's red underwear. I let Pooky hold
them. "Smell the part where his dick goes. It smells stinky
but I kind of like it. It gives me a boner when I smell it. Then
smell over here. “Pooky, did you get to see Robin's dirty
hole?”
“Pooky said, “No, did you?”
“No, I didn't. We could try next time.”
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