Don’t Push Your Luck By Dave Disclaimer
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This story deals with a gay relationship between minors. If this does not interest you then please leave now. If this does interest you then do read on.
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Chapter 66 – Being Trusted
“Sweetie.” A voice said to me quietly.
“Matthew.” The same voice said a few moments later.
I half opened my eyes to see Steve’s mum smiling at me dressed in her dressing gown.
“Morning sweetie.” Steve’s mum stated tenderly as she brushed my warm cheek with her soft warm hand. “Time to get up and get ready for school.” She added in the same tone. The gentle way of being woken up and having my cheek caressed so nicely had me smiling broadly. What a wonderful way to be woken up.
Steve’s mum got off the bed and gave me Steve’s dressing gown. After assuring Steve’s mum I would actually get out of bed and not go back to sleep I was given a warm kiss on my forehead and left alone to put on the dressing gown and come downstairs. Realising I was in the guest bedroom and not Steve’s bedroom I tried to recap the events of last night. Remembering vaguely that I had been woken up from being asleep on the sofa I realised I had been more asleep than awake when I was put to bed which would explain why I had not made a fuss about not being in the same bedroom as Steve. I wonder if Steve had made a fuss?
I went to the bathroom and used the toilet. As I passed Steve’s bedroom I noticed he was still sleeping. What was going on?
As I walked into the kitchen I noticed it was earlier than Steve would normally get up. Why was I up so early?
“Morning mischief maker!” Steve’s dad greeted me with before he gave a big yawn. Steve’s dad looked tired.
“Morning.” I replied myself and gave a contented yawn.
“We have got you up early so we can explain what happened last night.” Steve’s dad explained after he had taken a big mouthful of coffee. Steve’s mum was making me a cup of tea right now. “I have no doubt if you had not fallen asleep on the sofa last night you would have asked questions.” Steve’s dad continued. I nodded my head.
Steve’s dad gulped down the rest of his coffee and his wife kindly refilled his mug for him. I thanked Steve’s mum as she gave me my cup of tea.
“What would you like to ask?” Steve’s dad asked me.
“Are my parents ok as I heard you shout.” I asked and stated in one. Both of Steve’s parents’ eyes bulged.
“Your parents are fine but how close were you that you heard me shout?” Steve’s dad then answered and asked all in one.
“Steve had his phone on speaker so nothing was hidden from me.” I replied. Steve’s parents smiled warmly.
“That son of mine is far too smitten with you!” Steve’s dad stated before he ruffled my messy hair. “So you don’t need to worry I am not going to tell Steve off for that as he has done nothing wrong.” Steve’s dad immediately told me.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
“So what is wrong with my parents?” I asked Steve’s parents.
Steve’s dad took my hands in his and looked at me tenderly. It was only then I realised how red and bloodshot Steve’s dad’s eyes were. He had not got much sleep!
“Let me assure you with all my heart that it is NOT you Matthew.” Steve’s dad assured me with real feeling. “The problem, in a nutshell is... money.” Steve’s dad explained.
“But we have never been well off!” I stated getting confused.
“We know Matthew but your family’s finances have taken a huge battering recently compared to what they normally do.” Steve’s mum explained.
“But how?” I asked not understanding.
“Well what do your parents normally do with you and your brother during the summer holiday?” Steve’s dad asked me.
“Well last year we had a few days trips, our aunt popped round and treated us a few times and we had a few long weekends here and there sorted out at the last moment.” I replied honestly.
“And this year?” Steve’s dad asked.
“Well I have been here all the time, mum has been seeing Daniel, dad has changed his shifts, and you have bought me my new school uniform.” I replied honestly.
“Yes but there is also having your bedroom done, the money your parents have insisted on giving us, your complete new wardrobe of clothes, the extra pocket money as well as all the normal bills.” Steve’s mum explained tenderly. “That is only some of the extra bill that have occurred this year.” She added just as gently.
“Oh.” I replied.
“So mummy and daddy are getting stressed because there is not much money left in case anything else happens?” I asked.
“Would you like the truth?” Steve’s dad asked me. I nodded my head.
“You realise you should not be getting told this so it has to stay between us?” Steve’s mum asked me. I nodded my head.
“You still want to know?” Steve’s mum then double checked. I nodded my head hard.
“There is no money in the bank, the credit cards are maxed out, there are bills overdue and your parents have defaulted on the latest mortgage payment as well as half of the other direct debits they normally pay.” Steve’s dad explained.
I sat back stunned. Where had all the money gone?
“There is no need to panic Matthew. We are going to help your parents and are arranging a chat with a good friend who will help them consolidate their debts and make them more manageable.” Steve’s dad assured me. “We are not going to see you or your parents have your home repossessed.” He added with a smile.
“The rows?” I asked still pretty stunned.
“Are done with.” Steve’s mum assured me. “Now your parents know how much you care about them and how much it has upset you they have agreed to get the financial help and have patched up the other little differences so it will be calmer at home.” She explained.
Steve’s parents could see I was close to tears so they both came around to me and gave me a big hug.
“There is no need to say anything Matthew. We know how grateful you are.” Steve’s mum assured me as I fought to keep myself from crying.
After a nice long hug we all separated and I was given a tender kiss on my cheeks from both of Steve’s parents. Just then we heard Steve’s alarm clock going off.
“Why don’t you go bounce on Steve then shower? Clothes for school are waiting for you in the living room.” Steve’s dad suggested warmly. I flashed a big smile and thundered up the stairs to bounce on Steve!
After getting Steve up in record time I had my shower, dressed, ate breakfast and got ready for school just like any other Monday. Steve’s mum would be popping round later to return all my stuff after school.
With another huge packed lunch from Steve’s mum, not forgetting the wonderful hug and kiss at the front door I left with Steve to begin a new week at school.
The school week began without event. Monday passed by surprisingly quickly. It was only at the end of the school day that I really came to my senses. I almost missed my school bus home as well! After my last class of the day I was walking out of one of the school buildings when I bumped into Steve. We chatted a bit as we headed towards the main school gates. It was only when we reached the gates and Steve said “see you tomorrow” that I remembered I should be walking the opposite way to the way I was actually walking. Steve laughed, gave me a kiss on my forehead, turned me around and gave my butt cheeks a playful swat to send me on my way. I had to run madly to make sure I did not miss my school bus!
Monday at home was quiet. Dad was still bandaged up but his ankle was slowly healing. I had not been home long when the phone went and Steve’s mum informed me she was on her way with all my stuff and would like a cup of coffee. When she arrived her cup of coffee was ready and waiting.
After we exchanged bags and my dad had washed the lunchbox I had borrowed for the day we all had a quick chat. My dad’s ankle was redressed and Steve’s mum said a warm farewell. I did my homework, ate what my dad cooked and enjoyed the rest of the day.
After a good night’s sleep Tuesday came and went. Wednesday was near enough a carbon copy of Tuesday except Steve invited me to spend Saturday with him if I was free. My dad said it would be fine and I readily agreed.
Thursday I got a shock when Steve’s mum was there to pick me up from school with my dad in the car. Much to my surprise it was actually time for me to see the consultant at the hospital again. Had it already been 4 weeks?
Once again I saw my consultant who remarked how amazing I looked. I was tanned, healthy, and full of life; not to mention several pounds heavier than when I had last seen him. He remarked that although I had put on half a stone it was all muscle, not fat which delighted him as well as me. As usual I was examined, had a pee in the bottle and had an x-ray done. I answered all the questions asked and watched as my consultant made numerous notes and ticked the great mass of boxes he seemed to have to fill in every time I visited. After the x-ray came back and was looked at I was given a raft of good news.
I was to wean myself off of the remaining pills over the next few weeks. Starting next month I was allowed to do PE as well. Knowing the final restrictions on my life were being lifted felt amazing and I did a little victory dance there in the office in my boxers! This amused everyone. All I had to do was come back in three months for a final x-ray and movement examination and that was it.
“Now remember to get in touch if you get stiffness or anything when you come off the final pills.” The consultant requested me gently.
After assuring the consultant I would get in touch if there were any problems everyone shook hands with the consultant, I dressed and we left. I felt brilliant and my dad insisted we stopped off on the way home and I could have any takeaway meal I wanted. Forgetting the family money worries completely I took my dad up on the offer and we got a wonderful Chinese takeaway for our supper. We could not persuade Steve’s mum to join us but apart from that it was a brilliant day.
Friday started badly and rapidly got worse. I woke up with a headache and my nose was running madly. I knew that if I had caught a cold the weekend would be a washout as the same always happened when I caught a cold. I in the past few years whenever I had got a cold I was very ill for a couple of days then I would recover. Hoping I did not have a full blown cold I got ready for and went to school as usual.
My worst fears were realised within a few hours. By morning break I felt like death warmed up and I was running a temperature. By the end of the third lesson my teacher made one of the other pupils walk me to the school reception to be taken home. I was running a high temperature and was sweating freely despite it being a cool day. The receptionist took my details and then sent me to the nurse’s room to lie down while I waited to be picked up. An hour later I was home.
Steve’s mum made sure I was ok and then left. I spent the rest of Friday asleep apart from having a few drinks, some soup and using the bathroom. I had forgotten about visiting Steve but Steve knew I was ill and had decided he was going to visit me but I did not know it yet.
Saturday I was as ill as Friday. My dad made me some porridge for breakfast and fed it to me making sure I was drinking plenty as well. I was then told to get up and head downstairs so I did not get sores from being in bed too long. My dad helped me get comfortable on the sofa and allowed me to nap. I got quite a surprise when Steve woke me up to get me to drink something. Steve stayed a few hours while my dad got some errands done. I could hear the radio playing while I dozed and could hear Steve doing something but I had no idea what.
I drifted through the whole weekend like this. I would watch a little TV and fall asleep. Wake up, watch a little more TV then doze again. I know Steve called on Sunday to see how I was doing but knew nothing more.
Monday arrived and I felt a little better but still had a temperature. Dad should have returned to work today as his ankle was now healed enough but he took his final remaining lieu day and stayed at home with me. I was finally eating a little more and recovering. I hated getting colds. They always knocked me for six! It was after I had gone to the toilet at lunchtime that I realised what Steve had done when he visited Saturday. On my pc screen was a piece of paper saying ‘for when you feel better, hugs Steve’ with an arrow pointing to the top of my wardrobes. When I looked Steve had built all my Lego pirate models and they were ready to be played with! My dad knew Steve had done this and told me I would be able to thank Steve later on today when he visited with his mum.
Steve and his mum soon arrived. I was still pretty groggy but there was some paperwork to sign for Daniel and without looking at anything I signed my name several times. For some odd reason Steve’s mum asked me to write ‘I am really proud of you’ on two of the things I was signing. I did not know why but felt too rough to ask. I would find out later. I had no reason to doubt my aunt and Steve’s mum so knew they would not request something silly from me. Steve then asked me if I wanted to spend a long weekend with him as his parents were going away for the weekend and Steve was not allowed to spend all day and night alone. Even though I still felt crappy I readily agreed. I also thanked Steve for building all my new Lego models.
Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday passed by in a blur. I returned to school with a note signed by both of my parents to excuse me from missing two days and numerous homework assignments. Thankfully all my teachers were understanding but I would have to catch up the two days I had missed and all the homework as well. The three evenings were a never ending pile of books and writing that really got me fed up. The weekend would not come soon enough!
Thursday evening I happily packed a bag with clothes and bits for Monday and my weekend stay with Steve. I could not believe I would be spending three nights alone with Steve. I was confused about some of the items I had been asked to pack but I knew there would be a reason for it.
Friday finally arrived and with all the items requested sitting on my bed ready to be picked up by Steve’s mum or dad I headed to school. The school day dragged and dragged and I was starting to think the school day would never end!
The final lesson ended and I sprinted to the locker room, grabbed everything in my locker and sprinted towards where Steve’s mini coach normally picked him up. I stood there and wondered why Steve was not heading towards the coach. Something was bugging me in the back of my mind. What had I forgotten? I dug into my pockets until I found the piece of paper with my notes for today. I would not normally have made notes but with me being behind on school work and everything else I had been writing things down so I did not miss anything out while I caught up.
Stuff for weekend on bed - check
Grab all books from locker – check
Be at side gate to go to Ants – Oops!
“Crap!” I exclaimed out loud as I realised I had left school via the main gate and not the side gate. I sprinted off as fast as I could.
“We were about to send out a search party!” Steve teased as I arrived puffing and panting.
“I went to your coach!” I replied between puffs. Steve and his mum chuckled.
After dumping my bags into the boot of the car we all headed off to Ants. It had been two weeks since I was last here but for some odd reason that did not bother me. I guess I really was on the mend.
I had my appointment with Ant and the hour seemed to zip by. Ant agreed there was very little more we could discuss and he officially discharged me but said he was still available in an emergency and gave me another card in case the first one had been lost or misplaced. Now it was Steve’s turn.
Steve went in to spend his hour with Ant. Steve’s mum was spending this time to do some shopping so Steve and I would have a full fridge and freezer for the weekend. I wonder if we would be living off of junk food or whether Steve was quite disciplined with his diet.
With a tearful Steve in the car we all headed home. I was sitting in the front with Steve’s mum so Steve could sort himself out properly. Steve was slowly getting better though. He was less emotional each visit now.
All laden with bags and bits we heaved everything from the car into the house. I could smell something wonderful cooking as soon as I entered the house and paused as I took in the aroma.
“Yes that is supper now kick off the shoes and keep moving!” Steve’s mum gently hinted with amusement. Giggling and blushing I did as I was asked and ended up in the kitchen. Steve and his mum were right behind me and we dumped the shopping on the floor.
“Ok, you two upstairs and change. I want you changed and all Matthews dirty clothes in a plastic bag so we can drop it off when we leave tonight.” Steve’s mum gently instructed as she began sorting out the shopping. Steve and I thundered up the stairs laughing all the way.
As soon as Steve and I got into his bedroom I leapt onto Steve to give him a big hug. Steve was not prepared for this and my weight knocked him backwards. Thankfully we crashed onto a bed and not fell all the way down onto the floor.
“To what do I owe the pleasure?” Steve asked me as I hugged him tightly.
“For coming to see me when I was ill and making my Lego models and caring about me and being you and inviting me over and...” I answered pouring out some of the numerous reasons I had for giving Steve a big hug.
“Oh dear!” Steve stated cutting me off mid flow. “I have created a monster!” Steve added with a chuckle. “I have created a little brother who likes me!” Steve then screeched as if he had seen an army of advancing zombies heading towards us.
I giggled. Suddenly I heard laughing from downstairs. Steve’s mum had heard Steve’s loud shriek and was laughing at it! Steve and I erupted into laughter ourselves.
“Ok, let’s get changed and grab all our books and stuff so we can do our homework.” Steve gently instructed.
I pouted!
Steve gave me a smile.
“Mum has asked me to get as much homework done as possible today before she leaves for the weekend so that I don’t have to force me and you to try and do it when we could be having fun.” Steve explained kindly. “I want to have fun all weekend with you.” Steve added with such a warm sincere smile I could do nothing but smile as well.
“That’s my little brother.” Steve stated with an even broader smile.
Steve and I quickly got changed. My school blazer and tie were put on a hanger and put in the wardrobe. I noticed my shirts and school trousers were already hanging in Steve’s wardrobe and giggled.
My school shirt, trousers and dark coloured socks were dumped onto the floor. I also shed my boxer shorts so I now stood naked and hard in front of Steve.
“Oh very impressive.” Steve purred as he gently cupped my cock and balls in his hand and gave them a tender caress. “Will have to wait a few hours until bedtime though.” Steve added after giving me a kiss on the forehead.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” I replied in a whimper.
Steve chuckled and got himself changed. I put on a t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms and Steve decided to dress in the same. Steve had kept his boxers and socks on though.
With my dirty clothes on the floor Steve had me grab my homework book and then grab every other book I needed. Steve had paper if I needed any. Steve then grabbed all the books he needed, picked up my clothes and we both headed downstairs.
“My you have a lot of books Matthew.” Steve’s mum remarked as we entered the kitchen.
“Yeah.” I replied. “I am still catching up.” I added honestly.
“I am sure you will get there soon.” Steve’s mum replied with a warm smile.
Steve’s mum held a carrier bag open and Steve put my few dirty clothes in the bag. When Steve’s mum saw the socks and boxer shorts and noticed I was barefoot she chuckled.
“Is someone barefoot and commando?” Steve’s mum asked with a chuckle. I blushed and nodded my head. Steve chuckled as well now.
Steve’s mum came over and gave me a kiss on my forehead as she went into the hallway and placed the carrier bag next to a suitcase.
“Ok, I am going to make my two hard working men a nice cup of tea so they can start their homework and I will then make supper. Would you like chilli or Bolognese?” Steve’s mum then asked Steve and I.
“Chilli!” I replied sounding very excited and in a high pitch instantly. Steve sniggered.
“Sunshine?” Steve’s mum asked Steve.
“Well as little brother is so keen on your chilli mum I could not deprive him!” Steve replied being really sarcastic. My cheeks were now a deep shade of red. Steve’s mum chuckled.
“Are you sure you can put up with him until Monday?” Steve's mum asked me.
I giggled and nodded my head.
“I can always phone my dad or you and you will sort Steve out.” I replied getting in on the act of teasing Steve back. Now Steve chuckled.
Steve’s mum sat down between Steve and me.
“Now I know Steve is mature and sensible but as a parent I felt very uneasy about leaving him alone for the weekend in case he has a slip or trip. I know you are also sensible and mature which is why I was happy for my little one to have you here for the weekend and not one of his older brothers. I trust both of you understand the trust you have been given and will not abuse it.” Steve’s mum then explained to Steve and me.
Steve leant forward and hugged his mum tightly.
“We will not let you down mum.” Steve promised his mum. Steve then looked at me. “Will we little brother?” Steve then asked me.
“No.” I replied as I now leant forward and embraced Steve’s mum as well.
“That’s my good boys.” Steve’s mum replied.
Steve and I then opened up our books and began to do our homework. I had a list of the work I was behind on and I started with the homework on the subjects where I had already caught up. With the other subjects I would have to do the catch up work and the homework. Oh, this was a real drag!
Steve on the other hand just went ahead with the homework he had been given. I knew Steve had more homework than me generally but with the catch up I was still doing it looked as if we had a similar amount of homework to do!
Steve’s mum gave Steve and me a big mug of tea each and also put a plate of custard cream biscuits in front of us. “Oh yummy!” I stated as soon as I noticed the biscuits and took one.
As Steve and I ploughed on with our homework Steve’s mum tidied up the kitchen and started to get everything ready for making the chilli. By the looks of it there was going to be a lot of chilli. That would mean leftovers that could be reheated. Yummy!
“I am home my wonderful ones!” Steve’s dad called as he entered the house.
“Hi dad.” Steve and I called in stereo which got a chuckle from everyone. Steve’s dad entered the kitchen and gave Steve and me a quick hug in turn. He noted we were doing our homework and told us both he was impressed we were getting it out of the way so we were free for the weekend. Steve’s dad then went over to his wife and gave her a long tender kiss.
“Even in an apron you are sex on legs!” Steve’s dad told his wife.
“Well if you behave I will bring the apron and wear nothing else for you!” Steve’s mum replied with a warm smile.
“Oh the hotel had better have given us a room out of the way then!” Steve’s dad stated as he gave his wife another long passionate kiss.
“Dad! We are trying to do our homework!” Steve whined to torment his parents. It worked!
“I will go shower then help you out.” Steve’s dad told his wife before he headed upstairs.
Steve and I carried on with our homework as Steve’s dad showered and the smells of cooking food began to fill the kitchen. Oddly enough as I wanted to get my homework done so I could play all weekend the smell of the food did not really distract me. Odd how when you get really intent on doing something very little will distract you.
Steve and I had to stop doing our homework when the food was almost cooked. Now I was helping set the table the smells of the chilli and garlic bread filled my nose and my stomach grumbled loudly. Steve laughed until his stomach grumbled as well! Now we were all laughing.
We all sat down to eat. Steve’s dad was looking thoughtful. I wonder what he was thinking.
“Have you had a chat with our trouble makers?” Steve’s dad asked his wife tenderly.
“Yes I have had the chat.” Steve’s mum replied with a smile. Well that answered my question!
“Do you think you can keep this one in line Matthew?” Steve’s dad asked me with a mischievous smirk.
I giggled as Steve pulled a pouty face at his dad.
Steve’s dad smiled. He knew he could trust Steve and he had a pretty strong hunch I would not cause any problems either.
“So how are you going to behave?” Steve’s dad asked me.
“As if you are still here.” I replied honestly.
“Oh I hope you are going to let your hair down a little!” Steve replied with a smirk. I giggled.
“Now who is being a bad influence on who?” Steve’s mum asked with a smile. I looked at Steve and went from giggling to full scale laughing.
“That answers my question.” Steve’s mum commented as I composed myself and carried on eating. I was starting to get that warm feeling in my stomach and could tell the chilli was beginning to take effect.
“I won’t need a duvet tonight!” I stated when I had finished my plateful of chilli.
“It does have a nice warming feeling.” Steve’s dad commented, his face as red as my own.
“Okay to help myself to more?” Steve asked his mum.
“Help yourself hollow legs.” Steve’s mum replied with sarcasm. Steve gave his mum a kiss on the cheek that left a sauce coloured mark. I could not help it and started to giggle madly.
“Sauce lips?” Steve’s mum asked. Steve’s dad nodded. Steve’s mum turned around and took a swipe at Steve’s butt.
“Ouch!” Steve yelped as his mum hit her target.
With Steve rubbing his sore ass cheek we all chuckled.
Once Steve had finished his second helping of chilli Steve’s mum cleared the table and brought out some toffee fudge ice cream.
“Who would like some?” Steve’s mum asked. Everyone gave a big grin and Steve’s mum laughed.
As it was only a one litre tub of ice cream Steve’s mum got a very sharp large kitchen knife and literally sliced the tub into four equal chunks. She then scooped the ice cream out of each chunk into a bowl and handed out the sprinkles we could add as we saw fit. I added some chocolate sprinkles and began to enjoy the very rich creamy toffee ice cream. I noticed Steve added ‘hundreds and thousands’ and Steve’s parent ate theirs plain. By the time we were done we were all full and contented.
I cleared the table while Steve made everyone a drink. As soon as the table was cleared, wiped and dry again Steve and I resumed doing our homework with our fresh drink and Steve’s parents did all the washing up. I noticed the leftover chilli being scooped into roughly portion sized tubs that were left open on the side so the chilli could finish cooling before being put into the fridge or freezer. My mouth watered at the prospect of having chilli again before I returned home.
Time ticked by without me really noticing it. Much to my surprise I finished all my homework and all the catch up work.
“Woo hoo!” I yelled making Steve jump when I finally closed my last book. I rubbed my sore feeling eyes. It was getting dark!
“Where has the day gone?” I asked realising it was close to my school night bedtime.
“Has vanished before our eyes.” Steve commented as he closed his books and rubbed his eyes. “I am thirsty.” Steve added. “Drink?” Steve then asked me.
“Please.” I replied realising I felt thirsty as well.
Much to my surprise Steve got two pint glasses out and filled them from a bottle of Pepsi Max that was in the fridge. I took several big mouthfuls and then immediately gave a loud belch as all the bubbles and gas rebounded on me.
“Amateur!” Steve teased before he gave out a much louder belch.
“Manners!” Steve’s mum yelled from somewhere. Steve cringed.
“Sorry mum.” Steve called back as I erupted into laughter.
Steve’s dad appeared, grabbed the suitcase and carrier bag and vanished again. I heard the front door open and close. A few moments later the front door opened and closed again.
Both of Steve’s parents then appeared at the kitchen door.
“All your homework done sweetie?” Steve’s mum asked me.
“Yes.” I replied with triumph. “Would you like to look through?” I then offered immediately.
“If you are willing to show me then I need not look.” Steve’s mum replied with a smile. “How about you sunshine?” She then asked with a warm smile.
“Only one assignment left and that is not due until Wednesday.” Steve reported.
“You have both worked very hard.” Steve’s mum stated before she came forward and gave us both a tender kiss on the forehead.
Steve’s parents then went through the mandatory be good, emergency numbers are, be careful, we should be back at and so on talk to us. I got a bit of a surprise when Steve’s parents said they would probably not be back until midnight on Sunday. Steve and I really were being left to our own devices the WHOLE weekend.
With a big round of hugs and several kisses from Steve’s mum (even more for Steve which had me giggling) Steve’s parents left. Steve and I stood in the front garden in the rapidly cooling breeze and waved his parents off until the car vanished from sight. We then walked back into the house and Steve closed and locked the front door.
“You are mine now!” Steve stated before he gave the sinister laugh you normally hear in vampire or horror movies. I burst into laughter.
“Oh please have mercy on me!” I managed to reply when I recovered from laughing enough.
“Maybe.” Steve chuckled before he grabbed me and began to tickle me. I burst into even more laughter as Steve sat on my legs and spent a good couple of minutes tickling me madly and keeping me in absolute fits of laughter.
“Now then how about we unwind with a NICE film and then go to bed.” Steve suggested when he was done tickling me.
“Sounds good to me.” I replied. “Can I choose the film?” I immediately asked.
“As I need to use the loo feel free.” Steve replied and promptly vanished up the stairs.
I chose ‘Raiders of the Lost Ark’ to watch. Steve returned from the toilet and got the DVD player and TV ready while I ran to the toilet. When I returned to the living room the curtains had already been closed. I switched off the lights, closed the living room door and got between Steve’s legs, leant back and Steve wrapped his arms around me as the film began. Oh, I was in heaven!
After thoroughly enjoying the film (and getting far too excited as well) Steve and I got up, stretched and decided it was time for bed. We then finished our drinks, I took my pills (soon to finish as well) and we then quickly checked the back garden was as it should be. Steve and I then methodically went through the house and made sure everything that should be locked was and then headed upstairs turning off lights as we went. Ten minutes later Steve closed his bedroom door and looked at me.
“Apart from go to sleep what would you like to do now?” Steve asked me with a warm smile. Steve must have had a hunch I was in a naughty mood!
“Can we suck each other off in a different room to this one?” I asked with a devious look spreading across my whole face.
Steve smiled broadly.
“We can Saturday and Sunday.” Steve replied. “But as we have already sorted the house out if you want to do it in a different room tonight we are staying upstairs.” Steve added. “And there is no way we are doing ANYTHING in my parent’s bedroom!” Steve immediately added very forcefully.
“Guest bedroom then.” I stated and immediately peeled my clothes off. Ten seconds later I was naked and hard.
“Well if you strip me naked you can twist my arm!” Steve replied with a naughty smile.
I immediately went up to Steve. I could see he was excited so I carefully pulled his tracksuit bottoms and boxer shorts down to his ankles. Making sure the bed was behind Steve I gave him a gentle push and Steve sat down on the bed. I then pulled Steve’s t-shirt off of him before I pulled his tracksuit bottoms, boxers and socks off as well. Steve giggled and chuckled all the time I was undressing him.
I then grabbed Steve’s hard cock and headed towards the guest bedroom with Steve obediently following me caressing my bare butt cheeks all the way.
As soon as we got into the guest bedroom I ‘guided’ Steve to sit in the middle of the bed. As soon as Steve was sat on the bed he dropped all pretence of being a ‘forced victim’ and grabbed me, locked mouths with me and kissed me passionately. My mouth opened as I whimpered and Steve’s tongue instantly invaded my mouth. I whimpered even harder now as my raging hormones (and the fact I had not had an orgasm in nearly two weeks) made me desperate for release.
Sensing my urgency Steve lay down on the bed. As soon as we finished the kiss we were on I turned myself around and Steve immediately stuffed my cock into his mouth. I immediately felt the pressure in my nut sac hit critical mass and shrieked loudly as I orgasmed powerfully taking the pair of us by surprise (Steve more than me as I head butted his erect cock I was so unprepared for the powerful spasms!) that made me partially curl up.
“Oh... oh... oh...!” I panted as I tried to work out what had just happened.
“Ok.” Steve groaned as he adjusted his now soft penis. “What did I do to deserve that?” Steve asked as he had no idea why I had head butted him less than ten seconds after he had put my cock into his mouth.
“I came!” I panted honestly.
“Fuck off!” Steve retorted. “The only way you would come that fast is if you hadn’t done anything for ages.” Steve added.
“Like for almost two weeks?” I asked Steve.
Steve looked at me intently.
“You have not played with yourself since you were last here?” Steve asked me.
“No.” I replied. “I had that rotten cold and all the catch up work with school so I have been feeling really tired and not felt like it.” I added honestly.
Steve was thinking.
“Ouch!” I squealed as Steve squeezed the head of my cock. “What was that for?” I asked.
“Sorry for doubting you.” Steve told me as he picked me up. “I really did not believe you would orgasm that fast.” Steve added before he locked lips with mine and began to kiss me passionately again. Despite my having just orgasmed my cock went rock hard again and was pretty uncomfortable. I decided to just not touch it and knew it would soon feel better.
“I accept your apology.” I told Steve as we separated from the kiss.
“You ready to go again?” Steve asked me. “This time you should last long enough for both of us to enjoy an orgasm!” Steve added as a tease.
“I need another five minutes.” I told Steve honestly.
“Well then I think you had better keep me entertained so I don’t object!” Steve replied with a demonic smile.
I gave a big smile and latched on to one of Steve’s nipples and began licking it and swiping my tongue over it. Steve took in a huge fast breath and gave out a very loud whimper as I pleasured his nipple. Steve gently took hold of my head and occasionally moved my mouth over from nipple to nipple. I did not mind that this was totally one sided. I needed my cock to stay soft for a little while.
After doing several ‘test squeezes’ my cock was finally ready to be pleasured again. I lifted my head up and told Steve it was time we had our orgasms.
“Oh thank goodness!” Steve exclaimed. I looked down to Steve’s cock and saw a large pool of pre cum on Steve’s stomach!
“Better get that as well!” I told Steve as I licked his stomach.
“Don’t swallow when I cum please.” Steve asked me tenderly while I licked.
“I am going to have to share it with you?” I asked Steve in mock surprise and shock.
“Yeah.” Steve replied with a devilish smile. “I have a feeling that by the time this weekend is over my ball sac will be empty because of you!” Steve added with his smile getting broader.
“Only if you are good!” I replied and then took Steve’s cock into my mouth. Steve gasped loudly and whimpered even louder.
A few seconds later I felt my cock being consumed by Steve’s mouth. Steve also used one hand to tickle and caress my little nut sac so I began to do the same to Steve as well. I could already feel the pressure building and knew I would not last long. I then realised Steve’s cock had already got that little bit harder it always did before an orgasm and knew he would soon shoot. How long had it been since Steve had last played with himself?
My thoughts were interrupted by Steve whimpering loudly into my crotch. I sucked harder and swiped my tongue over the head of Steve’s cock as fast as I could. That was all that was needed!
Steve squealed into my crotch and my mouth was flooded with cum. I pulled Steve’s cock out of my mouth slightly as the flood of cum threatened to overwhelm me. At the same time I felt my second orgasm hit and the sensations had me shaking and shivering wildly. This was one powerful orgasm!
My cock had not even finished pulsing when Steve locked his mouth with mine, pulled me on top of him and kissed me passionately. My mouth opened and Steve’s cum flooded into his mouth. As Steve’s tongue and my tongue danced Steve swallowed his cum down nearly as greedily as I normally would. My cock refused to go soft and was throbbing and pulsing and really uncomfortable now.
“Must... stop!” I panted to Steve after that kiss. “Cock... hurts.” I explained between pants.
Steve held me in his arms as we both tried to catch our breath, Steve occasionally wiping some stray cum from his cock and feeding it to us both.
“What happened to you wanking off between your visits here?” Steve asked me in a teasing tone. I chuckled “Looks like I am going to have to help you make up for lost time!” Steve added with a demonic smile.
“Whatever did I do to deserve a friend as good as you?” I asked Steve as we cuddled.
“You were your wonderful self so please never change.” Steve replied giving me a ‘peck’ kiss on the lips.
We lay there cuddling for about five minutes just enjoying the feel of our bodies touching each other and gazing at each other. Although still very sensitive my cock was feeling a little better now.
“Time to go to bed and snuggle properly little brother?” Steve asked me.
“Yes please big brother.” I replied giving out a tired contented yawn.
Steve wrapped his arms around me, picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. We both got into our usual bed after Steve checked the alarm clock was set and ready and snuggled tight and snug as we always did.
“Goodnight little brother.” Steve purred into my ear.
“Goodnight my truly wonderful big brother.” I purred back.
We settled down and snuggled tight. I closed my eyes and sleep instantly consumed me.
The noise of Steve’s alarm clock woke me from my happy slumber. The sun was shining, the air smelt crisp and clean and the birds were once again singing in the trees. Feeling well and truly contented I had a slow stretch and a long contented yawn.
It was only after I had stretched that I realised I was alone in bed. Wondering where Steve had gone I got up and went to the bathroom. He was not there but I dealt with the essentials before I left anyway. As I walked along the landing I heard noises from downstairs.
“Steve?” I called.
“Go back to bed little brother. I will be back in a mo.” Steve replied from downstairs somewhere.
Wondering what Steve was plotting I did as requested and got back into bed. I was sitting up fidgeting when Steve appeared naked at the bedroom door.
“Cup of tea in bed little brother?” Steve asked me with a huge smile.
“Hope that comes with a good morning kiss as well!” I replied cheekily.
“But of course.” Steve replied as he ambled into the bedroom, his cock swaying as he walked. Odd that I had never noticed Steve’s cock actually did that before.
Steve put our drinks down on the little table his alarm clock lived on and climbed into bed with me. Steve sat next to me, wrapped an arm around my shoulders and gently leant forward so our lips could meet.
As soon as our lips met I opened my mouth up and pushed my tongue forward. Steve was taken by surprise but his mouth soon opened and our kiss got more and more passionate. I allowed my hormones to take over and leant forward as well as grabbing Steve’s rapidly hardening cock. Steve was not ready for me being so forward and leant backwards. Unfortunately there was nothing for Steve to go backwards to and he fell backwards out of the bed taking me with him. We both crashed onto the floor with Steve cushioning my fall so I felt nothing.
“You ok?” I panted to Steve.
“Yeah.” Steve replied.
Before Steve could say or do anything my lips covered his again and I started another passionate kiss. My hand was also playing with Steve’s now rock hard cock and Steve’s free hand found my own erection and started to manipulate me.
Steve’s hormones must have got revved up as much as mine by now as we were both on the floor kissing madly and wanking each other’s erections as fast as we could. The sweat was pouring off of my forehead and I am sure Steve was sweating too now.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” Steve yelped into my mouth in a high pitch as I felt something splatter across my cheek. Steve moaned and groaned into my mouth several more times as he enjoyed his orgasm. Knowing that Steve was enjoying his orgasm tipped me over the edge and I hit my own orgasm.
“You know a simple thank you would have been more than enough!” Steve panted as we calmed down from our orgasms. I giggled.
“Can I get up now as I think my head is supposed to be above my feet, not the other way around?” Steve asked me. I looked around. Sure enough Steve’s feet were on the mattress while his head and back were on the bedroom floor. I burst out laughing.
“Only if I get to wash you and you wash me in the shower.” I bartered with Steve as I stayed on top of him, a smile reaching from ear to ear on my face.
“Do we need a shower?” Steve asked me being cheeky.
“Well if we were not covered in your sticky stuff...” I started. Steve’s laughing cut me off mid flow though.
“Ok, we wash each other in the shower and then I get to make you breakfast.” Steve insisted. I noticed Steve was smiling from ear to ear as well.
“Why are you spoiling me?” I asked Steve with curiosity.
“Because you are my little brother who I have loads of fun with and I want to show you that is appreciated.” Steve replied. I paused for a moment. The tone Steve had used was so soft and sweet. Steve really meant what he had just said.
I felt my heart pound in my chest so hard I wondered if it would burst out.
Steve looked at me.
“You okay?” Steve asked me. I could not see this but I was now looking at Steve with tears filling my eyes.
“I love you so much Steve!” I confessed as I grabbed Steve as tightly as I could and held him as close to me as I could manage. Steve wrapped his arms around me and held me as tight as he could as well.
“I love you too Matthew. You are very special to me.” Steve replied as a few tears of joy escaped my eyes.
We stayed like that for a couple of minutes. I had everything I needed right there at that moment. I was with someone who meant everything to me and as long as they loved me as well and wanted to hold me and have me close I needed nothing more.
“Come on little brother. The blood is rushing to my head and making me a little dizzy now.” Steve told me as he started to try and sit up.
Steve and I got up and sat on the edge of the bed together. I quickly gulped down my cup of now lukewarm tea and Steve did the same with his coffee. Just as well we had not taken much longer or they would have been cold!
Steve took my right hand in his left and we both got up and after Steve grabbed our towels we headed to the bathroom. Steve stood in front of the toilet and let rip so I decided ‘what the hell’ and did the same. Neither of us had much to pee so we quickly got the shower running and entered the cubicle.
I grabbed the shampoo and looked at Steve.
“Time for you to get back on your knees.” I told Steve with a giggle.
Steve chuckled and knelt down. Before I had a chance to open the shampoo Steve grabbed my hips and I felt his mouth clamp over my belly button. Before I had a chance to do anything Steve blew!
I erupted into screams of laughter as Steve did a huge ‘raspberry’ on me. Steve then followed with a second and a third ‘raspberry’ which had me screaming and yelling at the top of my voice and panting wildly by the time Steve was done.
“Ready to be made all clean and innocent!” Steve told me as I calmed down with plenty of sarcasm. I giggled loudly before I managed to open the bottle of shampoo and wash Steve’s hair. I was giggling continually as Steve was being funny and sticking his tongue out and making silly little noises while I washed and conditioned his hair.
When I finally managed to finish washing Steve’s hair he stood up and let me wash the rest of him. I took my time and thoroughly enjoyed myself as I washed Steve’s athletic body from top to toe. I made sure I was gentle with Steve’s cock. Although it was rock hard it was flushed and I am sure a little sensitive.
As soon as I had done washing Steve he began the very pleasurable task of washing me. My cock was rock hard and bobbing up and down continually as Steve lathered me up and used his powerful yet wonderfully soft hands to wash me all over. I shivered and shuddered as my hormones went wild again and I found the whole experience mind blowing.
All showered and clean Steve and I got out of the shower into another ‘fog’ of steam.
“Going to have to shorten these showers somehow!” Steve quipped with a chuckle.
Steve wrapped his towel around his waist and began to sort out his hair before he brushed his teeth. While Steve did that I dried myself before we swapped positions and I did my hair and brushed my teeth.
“Ready for breakfast?” Steve asked me as soon as he was dried. My stomach gurgled!
“Yep.” I giggled before Steve took my hand and led me back to his bedroom so we could hang our towels up.
“Breakfast naked or wearing just enough to be polite?” Steve asked me before he took my hand.
“Just enough to be polite.” I replied. Even though I knew we were alone I felt the need to obey the few rules Steve’s parents had laid down to me. Well, obey would be the wrong word, I WANTED to do as had been requested of me as a show of respect and love I felt towards Steve and his whole family.
Steve’s pulling of my hand pulled me out of my thoughts and naked we were now heading downstairs.
“I thought we were going to wear clothes.” I stated to Steve gently.
“We will.” Steve replied with a big cheesy grin. “We are going to wear an apron!” Steve added as his grin became demonic in appearance.
I giggled all the way from Steve’s bedroom to the kitchen. Once in the kitchen Steve went into the little laundry room and came back with two aprons, one adult sized and one smaller one.
“Mum got me this apron when I started secondary school.” Steve explained as he put the loop over my head. “Hopefully it will fit.” Steve added as the apron unfurled. “Perfect.” Steve finished before he gently tied the apron around my middle.
I giggled again. I went into the hallway and did a twirl to satisfy my own curiosity. It looked quite weird to see the apron covering my front yet my little tanned butt was visible for all to see. Damn my ass looked good!
Steve wolf whistling disturbed my quiet reflection at how good I looked. Blushing I looked towards Steve who was now wearing an identical apron to me, just in a larger size.
“Do I get a twirl as well?” I asked Steve with a big smile.
“But of course!” Steve replied before he gave me a nice slow twirl. As Steve twirled I stuck a couple of fingers into my mouth and gave Steve a wolf whistle of my own.
“Now what can I do my bestest little brother for breakfast?” Steve asked me making me giggle yet again today.
I sat down and had a think.
“What do you normally prepare for someone you really want to spoil?” I asked Steve.
Steve had a quick look in the fridge.
“How about we have a nice bowl of cereal and then I will make you a nice ‘doorstep’ bacon and sausage sandwich.” Steve suggested. “That comes with a side order of orange juice, a glass of milk and a hot drink of your choice to wash it down with.” Steve added grinning.
“Oh I AM being spoiled!” I replied trying to sound really grateful.
“Are you?” Steve asked me in response. I giggled loudly.
I stood up. Steve gently put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back down onto my seat.
“You just sit there and let me take care of everything.” Steve insisted tenderly.
I did as I was told and Steve began to get everything ready. He quickly set the table, poured two glasses of juice; two glasses of milk and filled the kettle so it was ready and waiting. Steve then got bowls out, cutlery and everything else needed. Steve then sorted out my pills paying attention to the sheet with my lower doses and fewer pills. It looked good knowing I would be pill free in a matter of a few weeks.
Steve poured me a bowl of ‘Sugar Puffs’ before he did the same for himself. I was allowed to add my own milk before Steve poured milk over his own cereal and we began to eat. Steve soon decided it was too quiet and switched on the radio. Steve changed the radio station and soon Steve and I were both bobbing about to the tunes being played loudly.
As soon as the cereal had been eaten Steve cleared our bowls, switched on the kettle and raided the fridge for the bacon and sausages. Steve then sliced the bread into ‘doorstep’ slices and gave each slice a generous coating of butter. While the kettle boiled the water the sausages and bacon were put into two frying pans and cooked. I looked in astonishment as Steve put all eight sausages into the pan as well as all eight rashers of bacon. Would I even get this sandwich into my mouth?
With my mouth watering madly Steve constructed our sandwiches. It looked huge!
“Ketchup?” Steve asked me. I nodded my head.
Steve added a generous dollop of ketchup to both sandwiches before he let me choose a sandwich. Steve put my sandwich before me before he put his own down on the table. Steve then gave me a cup of tea and put his own down and we began to eat. I eyed my sandwich up. Two slices of ‘doorstep bread, four sausages and four rashers of bacon. This sandwich was big!
I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took a bite of my sandwich. Steve chuckled as I could barely get the sandwich into my mouth! As I bit down the butter and ketchup oozed out on either side of my mouth and dribbled down my face. Steve sniggered!
“You are a mucky mouth as well!” I retorted as soon as my mouth was empty. Steve just happily gave me a buttery ketchup smile before he took another bite of his sandwich making his mouth muckier as well. I chuckled before I opened my mouth wide and took another bite of my own sandwich.
Steve and I slowly ate our oversized sandwiches. It took me a little while but I eventually finished it. When I was done Steve went and got a face flannel wet with warm water and wiped both our mouths over. I did state I was capable but Steve still wiped my mouth over regardless!
“You are mine, remember!?” Steve stated with a smile after he was happy I was clean again.
“You are terrible!” I replied smiling broadly.
“Is that a good terrible or a bad terrible?” Steve asked me in response. I laughed.
“How is Mike doing?” I asked Steve when I calmed down.
“He is good.” Steve replied. Steve then gave me a smirk.
“What?” I asked innocently. “He has been nice to me.” I added honestly.
“There was me thinking you just wanted to play on his trampoline.” Steve chuckled. I blushed.
“Well that would be fun too.” I replied honestly as I continued blushing.
“Would be nice to see Mike for a few hours if you don’t mind entertaining yourself.” Steve stated to me gently.
“If the trampoline is still up I can manage that.” I replied with a big smile.
Steve gave out a loud laugh before he grabbed a phone and hit the speed dial button for Mike. After a quick call that lasted all of two minutes Steve ended the call and smiled at me.
“Better get dressed and get ready for a cycle.” Steve told me.
“But my bike is not here.” I replied honestly.
“Well looks like you will be standing on the bars on my back wheel then.” Steve stated just as quickly with a big grin.
“You will carry me on your bike?” I asked Steve just to be sure.
“Unless you want to pedal and I stand.” Steve replied with a smirk. I laughed.
“Okay sexy bum, upstairs and dress then.” Steve hinted as he began to untie his apron. Giggling happily I untied my apron, hung it over the chair and thundered up the stairs with Steve right behind me.
I bent down to look in my bag for clothes to wear. Steve could not resist and took a swipe at my exposed butt!
“Ouch!” I yelped as Steve’s hand found its target.
“Will I have to kiss it better!?” Steve asked and teased in one as I rubbed my cheeks.
“Later.” I replied. “If I let you start there now we will never get out of this room!” I added with sarcasm. Steve burst out laughing which I am sure stopped a sarcastic response.
I dressed in boxer shorts, tracksuit bottoms, socks and had grabbed a t-shirt and top to wear as well before Steve offered the use of his underarm deodorant. I quickly gave the can a shake and gave myself a spray before I lobbed the can to Steve. I then donned the rest of my clothes. Much to my surprise Steve and I were wearing identical t-shirts. I giggled at this.
Steve grabbed his keys, phone and wallet while I grabbed my wallet and we both thundered back down the stairs. Steve stopped in the hallway and grabbed the post that was sitting on the floor. He had a quick look through and seeing nothing urgent he put all the letters on the side.
“You all ready?” Steve asked me.
“Yep.” I replied in an excited tone. Steve grabbed his phone and sent a text. I looked as Steve typed the message and sent it. It read – On our way, batten down the hatches! lol, Steve.
“Hey!” I moaned before I punched Steve. “Mike will know you mean me with that comment.” I added in the same tone.
“Well every time you are there it is an adventure!” Steve replied smiling. There was nothing I could say to that!
“Come on little brother; it is time you wrapped your arms around me so you do not fall off my bike!” Steve teased me good naturedly as he guided me towards the back door.
Unlocking, opening, closing and relocking doors as we went Steve and I were soon in the back garden. While I unlocked and opened the back gate Steve got his bike out and wheeled it through the garden and out of the gate. I closed the gate; Steve locked it, straddled his bike and winked at me. I stood on the two bars on the back wheel, wrapped my arms around Steve and Steve started to pedal.
Steve rapidly built up speed and I actually did have to hold on pretty tight. This was quite a thrill, especially when Steve went round bends and I had to lean into the corners and everything!
Looking at the scenery was quite fun as Steve rapidly took us to Mikes house. We soon arrived and while Steve caught his breath I went up the path and rang the doorbell like the excited child I was!
“Well if it isn’t Matthew and...” Mike started and tailed off as he noticed the identical t-shirts and did a double take.
“HE HAS CLONED!” Mike shrieked sounding horrified before bursting into laughter, unable to hold the pretence any longer. I could hear Steve laughing in the background. Steve showed me the t-shirt he was wearing. I laughed as well now as I understood the joke.
Steve quickly took his bike round the back and then joined Mike and me in the living room.
“You have to hear the sound quality now we have the new speakers in.” Mike told Steve and me sounding like an excited child on Christmas day.
“Oh cool.” Steve stated.
Mike directed Steve and me to stand in the middle of the room. Mike sat on a sofa behind us and used the necessary remotes to get the TV and DVD player running. Mike then put a DVD titled ‘test for speakers’ into the DVD player. There was no picture but Steve and I were immediately surrounded by the most amazing sounds coming from the speakers in all directions.
The next moment Steve and I both ducked down as something exploded right behind us (or at least that’s how the sound made it feel). Steve and I flinched and ducked more as arrows, bullets and explosions let rip all around us. Wow! These speakers were brilliant.
“What do you think?” Mike asked us after the two minute demo finished.
“Awesome!” I half whispered in awe.
“Wow!” Steve added sounding as blown away by the experience as I felt.
“Glad you approve.” Mike replied; the triumph and pride plainly evident in his voice.
“Hello Steve!” Rang out in stereo. Steve flinched. It was the girls.
From where I was standing (in front of Steve) the girls had not seen me. As soon as I had heard the girls and the tone they had used (their mischief tone) my blood boiled. The last time I had heard the girls using that tone was the day I had my meltdown. This was not going to happen again. I was going to make sure of that.
“Stay the hell away from Steve!” I screamed at the top of my voice as I turned around and the girls could see me. Everybody jumped, especially the girls. Seeing the girls made me even madder if that was even possible and I then took everyone by surprise by roaring loudly and charging at the girls screaming what can only be described as a ‘war cry’.
The girls screamed in terror and fled. Thankfully Mike was alert enough to tackle me and bring me down as I charged past where he was sitting on the sofa.
“Down boy! Down!” Mike demanded of me as we heard the terrified girls thunder up the stairs screaming and then slam their bedroom door closed.
“What the fuck!” Steve exclaimed as he joined Mike and me on the floor.
“I did it again!” I stated sounding frustrated as I pounded the floor several times with my hands.
“Just a bit!” Mike remarked. “Do you do this with any other people?” Mike then asked me.
“None.” I replied honestly.
“Looks like you will need an appointment with Ant.” Steve remarked as Mike released me and we all got up.
“Yeah.” I replied with a sigh.
“Never mind.” Mike replied. “At least you know the trolls won’t bother Steve all the time you are around.” Mike chuckled.
Steve and I chuckled.
“Why don’t you two go into the garden as I know Matthew will be itching to use the trampoline? I will check on the trolls and join you in a minute with a drink each.” Mike invited warmly.
“Yippee!” I shrieked in a high pitch and bolted for the garden with Steve and Mike laughing loudly behind me.
As soon as I got into the back garden I kicked off my trainers and sent them flying across the garden. I clambered onto the trampoline and started to bounce. Oh this felt good.
In the time it took Steve to amble out into the garden I was already starting to feel warm and pulled off my top and threw that out of the trampoline enclosure. Steve laughed at the mess I had made in less than two minutes of being outside.
“You know your mum will go mad when she sees Matthew’s socks!” Mike told Steve as he joined him just outside the trampoline enclosure.
“Yeah but it is nothing she has not dealt with before.” Steve replied and then flinched as I did a backward flip. Steve then yelped as I bounced as high as I could and did a double backward flip.
“Oh quite the daredevil!” Mike remarked with a smile. “Come on Matthew, show me what you got!” Mike then requested.
“That don’t mean pull down your boxers either!” Steve instantly joked with a chuckle.
I laughed and Mike chuckled as well before he gave Steve a nudge.
Steve gave Mike a nudge back.
Mike gave Steve a playful shove.
Steve gave Mike a playful shove.
Mike gave Steve a proper shove.
Steve shoved Mike.
Mike grabbed Steve and lunged forward so they were both on the grass rolling around. I stopped bouncing and jumped down and then jumped onto Mike and Steve.
“No wrestling on the grass, on the trampoline and with a referee!” I stated half chuckling.
“Fine by me.” Mike replied.
“Me too.” Steve added.
“Really?” I replied.
“Yep.” Mike and Steve replied in unison before they grabbed me and hurled me back onto the trampoline. What had I just done?
Mike and Steve kicked off their trainers and joined me on the trampoline. They stood opposite each other. Looks like I was the ref!
“No need to worry about intros, just start the bout please.” Steve requested of me. Was this for real?
“Ding ding!” I called as if sounding the bell for the start of the match. Steve and Mike started to move around the trampoline and I was forced to move to keep out of their way. Oh, what had I started?
Steve and Mike started to wrestle. I rapidly found out that even though Steve was strong Mike was easily just as strong and they were throwing each other all over the place. Oh, I was not safe here!
Mike pinned Steve down.
“One! Two!” I managed to get out before Steve kicked out.
A few moments later Steve pinned Mike.
“One! Two!” I managed again before Mike kicked out this time.
Steve and Mike were soon up and grappling again. This time I did get caught up in the middle of it and before I knew it I was in a headlock and ankle lock all at once. This is not what I had bargained for!
“I am the ref!” I squealed.
Steve and Mike laughed before they released me. I took too long getting up and before I knew it the pair of them were on top of me as they grappled! Oh this was war!
As soon as I could move I got up, bounced a couple of times and launched myself onto Mike and Steve. This took the pair of them by surprise and all three of us went down! As soon as Mike and Steve recovered their senses the pair of them wrestled me down so I was face down and they grabbed an ankle each and engaged an ankle lock! Oh this had backfired!
“I submit!” I screamed as I pounded the trampoline with my palm.
“I submit! I submit!” I yelled louder when the ankle locks were not immediately released.
Steve and Mike laughed.
“Tickles?” Mike asked Steve.
“Sounds good.” Steve replied. Oh, this gets worse!
Steve and Mike pulled off one of my socks each and then began to tickle my bare feet. I began to scream with laughter and yell and thrash about but it did me no good. I was trapped!
After a couple of minutes Mike and Steve stopped tickling my feet. I lay on the trampoline panting and sweating.
“Makes a change to have a smaller person join in!” Mike told Steve comically.
“Matthew is always up for fun.” Steve replied with a smile.
“You want to ref some more Matthew or you want some time alone to bounce?” Mike asked me in a warm tone.
“Bounce please.” I replied still panting.
Chuckling loudly Mike and Steve hauled themselves off of the trampoline, put on their trainers and headed to the house pushing and shoving each other and laughing all the way. A few moments after they entered the house Mike returned to the garden with a can of drink for me. Mike put the can of drink on the grass just outside the trampoline enclosure.
“If you need anything Steve and I will be either in the living room or my room.” Mike told me with a big smile.
“Thanks Mike.” I replied as I began to bounce. The trampoline felt different on bare feet!
I happily had a bounce and threw myself about as I usually did. When I started to tire out I decided to have the drink Mike had brought out for me.
“Ooooohhhhh! Sprite!” I commented to myself before I opened the can and drained it in one go. Seeing as nobody was about I gave a loud belch which felt really good.
I was about to start bouncing again when the girls walked out into the garden. I immediately got up on all fours and started growling! What was it about these two that made me get like this?
The girls froze in terror. Then something happened that I did not expect. Steve came up behind the girls and began barking at them!
The girls screamed and bolted into the garden with Steve chasing them barking and growling like a dog. I jumped out from the trampoline enclosure and headed towards the girls doing the same and they went mad and screamed even louder and ran as fast as they could. Before Steve and I knew it the girls had bolted through the back gate and slammed it shut and were fleeing down the alleyway screaming all the way.
“You mean bastards!” Mike stated to Steve and I when he managed to stop laughing.
Steve laughed. “That was fun!” Steve stated and then laughed again. “It is so nice having those two running away instead of looking for trouble.” Steve added and then laughed again louder and harder.
“The looks on their faces!” Steve remarked as he grabbed his sides and laughed long and hard now. This laughter was infectious and I was laughing as well now. Steve was literally roaring with laughter now.
“You mean shit!” Mike scolded Steve and put him in a headlock and really messed up his hair. Steve was still laughing too much about the girls to care though and just carried on laughing.
“So; who is traumatising my daughters?” Sharon asked as she appeared from the back door. I could not read the tone of Sharon’s voice so I had no idea whether she was cross or not.
“Hello Matthew.” Sharon then called warmly as she had noticed me.
“Hello.” I replied back and waved as well.
Hearing Sharon say the girls were traumatised Steve erupted into more uncontrollable laughter. This set me off again and even Mike now laughed as well.
“Thought it would be Steve!” Sharon stated as she walked into the garden and came over to Steve. Steve was still laughing as Sharon tipped Steve onto his side and slapped his butt cheeks several times while telling him he was a ‘bad boy’ every slap. I burst into uncontrollable laughter now and had to hold my chest as it was beginning to hurt.
“Look at your feet!” Sharon exclaimed as she looked at me. I looked. The soles of my feet were black from bouncing on the trampoline and running barefoot around the garden chasing the girls. “And your hands are not much better!” Sharon added with a chuckle. “Come on you; let’s get your hands cleaned up now so you don’t ruin that t-shirt. Your feet can wait until you want to come indoors.” Sharon finished.
Still chuckling I got off the trampoline and followed Sharon to the back door. I was refused entry to the house and Sharon brought out a bowl of warm water, washing up liquid and a hand towel to me. I quickly washed my hands and was drying them when Mike decided to play a prank on me.
“Pants you!” Mike called in a high pitched childish tone as my tracksuit bottoms dropped half way down my legs. Mike then stopped dead. “You are wearing the same boxers as me!” Mike then stated in surprise.
“Prove it!” Steve then said as Mikes tracksuit bottoms suddenly dropped and bunched down at his ankles. “Wow!” Steve then stated as Mike and I were indeed wearing identical boxers, Mikes just being a larger size.
“Hey!” Steve then yelped as I yanked down his tracksuit bottoms so we could see his boxers.
Sharon just burst out laughing.
“Oh it is so good to see you all have the same mental age.” Sharon joked. Mike laughed as well. Steve was still pulling up his tracksuit bottoms.
“Now the girls are in the living room so you three are not allowed in there for obvious reasons. Apart from that be good.” Sharon instructed tenderly. “Mike, get your guests a drink, they look warm.” Sharon then added with a smile.
“Yes Mike, get your guests a drink as they look warm!” I then repeated looking and sounding very severe and wagging my finger at Mike as well. Steve roared with laughter and Sharon burst into laughter as well. I could not hold the pretence up any longer and joined in the laughter.
“Just you wait ‘til I get back!” Mike promised me as he headed into the kitchen for more drinks.
Sharon headed into the house to join the girls. Mike returned to the garden and gave three cans of drink to Steve. Mike then looked directly at me. I bolted!
Steve was laughing yet again as Mike chased me around his back garden. Mike had the advantage of trainers to grip the grass and ground better and he was going to catch me unless I played deviously.
“Dammit!” Mike stated as I got to the trampoline enclosure and started to lap the trampoline so Mike could not get me. Now I was safe!
“Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooo!” I yelled in panic as Steve grabbed my ankle. Mike saw this and dropped to his knees and started to crawl towards me under the trampoline. I tried to run and simply fell over as Steve held my ankle tight. Mike had me!
Mike ruffled up my hair and tickled me and then gave me a wedgie as I yelled and yelped and screamed. It did me no good though as Mike got his childish revenge for my childish tease! Steve then handed out the drinks as Mike and I calmed down.
“Damn your feet are filthy!” Steve remarked as we lay there on the grass catching our breath. I just shrugged my shoulders and giggled.
“That’s the attitude to have.” Mike stated with a big smile as he took a big mouthful of his drink. I looked at the can I had been given. It was another Sprite.
I opened the can of drink and once again drained the can in one hit. I then waited a few moments and let out a loud long belch!
“That will be your influence!” Mike immediately told Steve making me laugh.
“Should I be good or naughty here?” Steve asked me. I giggled.
“Naughty!” I replied and giggled again.
Steve finished his can of drink, paused a few moments then gave out a very loud long belch! I rolled about laughing and Mike gave Steve an amused look.
Determined not to be outdone Mike then finished off his can of drink and waited a little while. Mike then gave out the loudest burp I had ever heard. I rolled about laughing again as Steve laughed loudly as well.
“You win.” Steve conceded to Mike with a chuckle.
“Well much as I love having you here I have to head off in less than an hour so unless you want to be here with just mum and the girls you will have to leave the same time as me.” Mike informed Steve and I. “Matthew would you like a final play on the trampoline or join Steve and I indoors and be bored while we talk the about technicalities of surround sound systems?” Mike asked me. Steve was chuckling.
“Trampoline.” I replied instantly. Mike and Steve chuckled before my hair was ruffled again and I was left alone in the garden.
I climbed onto the trampoline and started to bounce around again and do somersaults and just simply enjoyed myself. Before I knew it Steve was walking into the back garden with Mike and the bowl for the kitchen sink. It was about half full of water.
“Time to wash those dirt demons and then head home for lunch!” Steve teased with a smile. Mike was dressed in a shirt and tie and trousers and looked very smart.
I got down from the trampoline and stood in the warm water to let my very dirty feet soak for a minute.
“Well hope to see you again soon.” Mike told me as he gave me a big hug. I hugged Mike back.
“Where are you going?” I asked Mike with genuine interest.
“A friend is getting hitched and I have been invited to witness his castration!” Mike teased and joked all in one.
“Castration?” I asked confused.
“I will explain at home.” Steve chuckled in response.
“See ya guys.” Mike stated warmly as he headed off to attend his mates wedding.
“See you.” Steve and I replied happily.
“Time to wash your feet.” Steve remarked to me as he showed me the washing up liquid bottle. I giggled as I sat down and Steve squirted some washing up liquid into my hands.
After quickly washing my feet and squealing with laughter as Steve dried them and tickled them at the same time I put my socks on. While I did this Steve walked around the garden and found my trainers so I could put those back on. With this done and with my top on as well Steve and I walked back into the house. Once in the kitchen and the bowl of dirty water had been poured down the sink Steve called to Sharon to say we were leaving.
Steve and I shared a big hug with Sharon. We then said goodbye and two minutes later I was back on the back wheel of Steve’s bike as he pedalled us back home. Standing there I was so contented I was beaming a smile all the way.
When we got back to Steve’s house I unlocked the gate and Steve wheeled his bike back to the shed and locked it away. I then relocked the back gate and Steve and I entered the house from the front door.
“Need some windows opened.” Steve commented as we entered the house and felt the heat.
“Feels ok to me.” I replied to Steve.
Steve looked round and burst out laughing. I had stripped naked while Steve had taken his trainers off and checked the answer machine on the phone.
“Oh come here you!” Steve demanded as he approached me. Steve grabbed my face in his hands and locked our mouths together. We shared a passionate kiss.
“Still need some windows open though.” Steve commented panting after our kiss. “How about you take those clothes upstairs while I open the windows down here and you open some windows upstairs and I will have a look through the fridge for inspiration for lunch.” Steve suggested with a warm smile.
“Are you not getting naked as well?” I asked Steve to see if it would just be me.
“Well normally I don’t get a choice as someone undresses me!” Steve replied with sarcasm and a big smirk. “Wonder where that person is?” Steve asked being even more sarcastic.
Chuckling loudly I pulled Steve’s tracksuit bottoms and boxers down.
“Oh dear, what is happening?” Steve asked as if in a trance as he lifted his right foot. Giggling continually I pulled off Steve’s socks, tracksuit bottoms and boxers before taking Steve’s t-shirt off of him as well.
“Oh no!” Steve stated in fake shock. “Now I will have to be naked!” Steve added in more fake shock and with plenty of sarcasm as well.
“You are so much fun.” I told Steve as I gave him a sweet kiss on the lips.
“Glad you think so.” Steve replied. “Now let us open some windows and then feed our rapidly emptying tummies.” Steve added with such a lovely warm smile my heart soared.
With all our clothes I thundered up the stairs. Once in Steve’s bedroom I dumped all our clothes on a bed and opened the big window. I then repeated this in the guest bedroom so a breeze ran along the upstairs. I heard noise from downstairs and realised Steve had switched on the stereo and was playing a radio station loudly so it could be heard throughout the entire downstairs of the house.
I thundered back down the stairs and joined Steve in the kitchen.
“Would you like a large lunch and small supper or a small lunch and large supper?” Steve enquired with genuine interest.
“How warm is the pool?” I asked to answer Steve’s question. Steve offered me a hand and we both walked into the garden.
“No, I won’t throw you in.” Steve assured me. “Just dip a foot in.” Steve added warmly.
I dipped a foot into the pool. It felt nice; not as warm as recently but still felt nice.
“Small lunch I think.” I stated to Steve as I leant my head on his shoulders and looked at him with pleading eyes.
“Sounds very good to me.” Steve replied. “Now how does some crusty bread with a salad and some reheated chilli sound to my wonderful little brother?” Steve asked with a grin.
Before I had a chance to answer my stomach gurgled.
“I agree with my tummy!” I told Steve with a big smile.
“Well I do as well.” Steve replied. “Now while I sort out the salad and chilli how about you do some bread and set the table.” Steve suggested tenderly.
I gripped Steve’s hand a little tighter and headed back to the house. Steve happily followed me and we began our appointed tasks.
“Half each or a portion each?” Steve asked me showing me a tub of chilli.
“Half each I think or we will have to wait longer until we can have fun.” I replied and flashed Steve a winning smile.
“Oh I like the way you think.” Steve stated as he closed the freezer door. Steve gave me a tender kiss on my head before he put the chilli on a small set of scales, weighed them and then set the microwave to defrost and hit the start button.
With the microwave running on the side Steve began to make our salad. Steve worked well with the lethally sharp knives his parents kept. Steve handed me a wooden cutting board and a bread knife.
“Doorsteps please.” Steve requested and I got the bread out.
“One slice or two?” I asked Steve.
“Let us see how thick you make them!” Steve chuckled before I poked my tongue out at him.
I sliced the bread and created two slices about an inch thick. “Just one!” Steve requested with another chuckle. I was tempted to nudge Steve or do something but with him using sharp knives I knew that would be a bad idea.
I buttered the bread with a nice generous layer of butter and quickly set the table. The chilli had now defrosted and Steve programmed the microwave to cook the chilli. Soon the smell of chilli filled the kitchen and made me feel hungry. I could tell Steve was feeling hungry as well.
As soon as the chilli was cooked Steve shared it out evenly between us. The smell was wonderful and I wanted desperately to eat it. Steve put our plates down on the table and poured us both a drink of Pepsi max and added a couple of cubes if ice to each drink. I put on my apron and tied it loosely around me.
“Still behaving I see!” Steve remarked cheerfully.
“Well it is the dinner table.” I replied with a smile.
“I love that you love and respect my parents so much.” Steve told me tenderly before he put on and tied his apron as well. “They will be so proud of you.” Steve added tenderly.
Steve and I stopped talking as we enjoyed our lunch. The radio was still playing through the stereo and the sun was shining brightly. I truly felt content all over again.
After eating our lunch and feeling the burn from the chilli Steve and I quickly did the washing up and drying up. We could not go into the pool just yet so we needed something to do to while away the time.
I was about to suggest to Steve we go into the garden and sit on a chair by the table until we could go into the pool when the telephone started ringing. Steve grabbed a handset and answered the phone. I could only hear one side of the conversation and was really confused when after Steve had said hello he replied “that is not good,” then “is the panel still intact” followed by “of course we will” and finally “we will leave now and be there as quick as we can” before Steve hung up the phone.
“Sorry little brother but the pool will have to wait.” Steve informed me. “One of the panels to the back fence at the Kennedys has collapsed and needs to be sorted out so Willow does not run away.” Steve explained as my face dropped.
My facial expression changed immediately.
“We cannot have Willow running away. She might get hurt.” I agreed with Steve.
“Time to dress and go.” Steve stated as he untied his apron.
I untied my apron and the pair of us quickly walked upstairs, dressed, checked we had everything we would need and closed all the windows we needed to and locked doors that needed to be locked. Less than five minutes later we were back out in the warm sunshine and walking the short distance to the Kennedys.
Mrs Kennedy was waiting for us at the front door and we walked straight into the house. Willow was going mad in the living room wanting to say hello and as soon as Mrs. Kennedy had closed the front door Steve opened the living room door so Willow could say hello. Willow went absolutely mad with excitement and it took a good ten minutes of fussing over her and wrestling around with her before she calmed down enough for us to go out into the back garden without her trying to chase after us. Steve opened the back door and we went into the back garden.
“Hello there.” Steve called to Mr. Kennedy.
“Hi there boys.” Mr Kennedy replied. “No dad?” He then asked with genuine interest.
“Sorry but he is away for the weekend.” Steve replied. “We will do whatever we can though.” Steve assured Mr. Kennedy as we approached the collapsed part of the fence.
Steve and I both looked. It was worse than I had expected. It was not the fence panel that was the problem, it was the securing post that had rotted at the base and given out.
The three of us had a look.
“Really needs replacing but we will need a car to transport the new post.” Mr Kennedy explained to me.
“Could we get away with digging out the rotten wood from the stake and putting in the remaining length of post and using an odd piece of wood to bridge the gap until my dad gets back and can collect a post for you?” Steve asked Mr. Kennedy. “That way we can still use the proper fence panel.” Steve added.
Mr Kennedy and Steve had a look at the remains of the post. It would be about three foot shorter but with an off cut of wood to bridge the gap so Willow could not escape it would do as a short term fix.
“Do you have any wood in your shed we can use?” Mr. Kennedy asked Steve.
“Should do.” Steve replied. “Do you have a hammer and chisel?” Steve then asked Mr. Kennedy.
“Oh I have those.” Mr Kennedy replied warmly. Steve then looked at me.
“Matthew, while we look for a suitable piece of wood could you chisel out the rotten wood in the metal stake please.” Steve asked me. “Then you will be able to help us feed the post back in as well.” Steve invited me.
Trust Steve to include me as much as possible. I loved him for that.
“Course I will.” I replied to Steve with a smile. With a big smile Mr. Kennedy went to his garden shed and returned with a chisel and a rag and a wooden mallet.
“Please put the rag over the chisel so the mallet does not damage it.” Mr Kennedy requested. I nodded my head to show I understood.
“Do you know what to do?”Steve asked me. Being honest I shook my head no.
“You angle the chisel towards the metal part of the stake and hit the head with the mallet.” Steve began. “When you get very close to the metal stake you then pull the chisel handle towards you to peel the wood away. You turn the chisel whatever way you need to chip the wood away as we cannot pull the stake out.” Steve added. It seemed clear enough but I wanted to be sure.
“Would you give me a quick demo please?” I requested of Steve.
“Happy to.” Steve replied.
Steve then knelt down and showed how to chisel the wood out of the stake. I noticed Steve did quite a shallow angle as well. As soon as Steve had done his demo I sat down and did the same to make sure I had the right idea.
“Excellent.” Steve told me as he ruffled my very messy hair again. “Back soon.” Steve assured me as he and Mr. Kennedy left to search for a suitable piece of wood.
Steve and Mr. Kennedy soon returned with several pieces of wood. I was still busy chiselling away the rotten wood. It was getting easier and easier as I went deeper though. I did not even need the mallet much anymore the wood was so soft and rotten.
“Nearly there?” Steve asked me kindly.
“Nearly.” I replied.
“Feeling warm?” Steve asked me as he noticed I was now bare chest. I giggled.
I noticed Mr. Kennedy and Steve were both holding a drink. No, Mr. Kennedy was drinking one and holding another. The second one Mr. Kennedy gave to me with a wink. While I carried on with the mallet and chisel and taking occasional mouthfuls of my drink Steve was now sawing off the rotten edge of the post so the remains could be reset into the stake.
“You know I would happily do this but Steve insisted for some odd reason.” Mr Kennedy explained with a chuckle as he watched Steve and me working. I chuckled as well. I knew Steve felt as if the Kennedys were ‘adopted grandparents’ and would do everything he could for them. It felt so good to know Steve was so caring to anyone.
Steve had finished sawing the post and was now relaxing with Mr. Kennedy as I carried on digging out rotten wood. I was surprised just how deep the stake was.
“Done!” I proclaimed in triumph as I pulled out the last few pieces of wood. Steve and Mr. Kennedy ambled towards me.
“Very clean and impressive.” Mr Kennedy praised.
“You don’t do things in half measures.” Steve remarked in agreement. “You have taken out every possible piece of wood there.” Steve added as he looked in the now hollowed out metal stake.
Now it was time to put the fence back together. Steve and Mr. Kennedy would hold the two large panels and I was to stand on a ladder and lower the now shortened post. I went up the ladder and Steve passed the post to me. Boy! Was it heavy!
Steve and Mr. Kennedy got the panels in place. I heaved the post upwards so it was high enough and then began to lower it. I then had to thread the post between the panels so the brackets on the post went along the panels so the nails would soon hold everything in place.
It was not easy but with a little help from Steve I got the post lowered. The post was now lodged in the stake.
“Hold the fence please.” Steve asked me when the post was partly wedged in. I did as I was asked and Steve got a piece of wood and a big hammer.
I watched with interest as Steve forced the post into the hollow stake with brute force. Mr Kennedy and I held the fence panels in place as the post was forced down by Steve.
“There we go.” Steve announced when the post was secure. Now all we had to do was put a small piece of wood in place to bridge the gap between the fence panels due to the lower sitting post.
Steve picked up a few pieces of wood and brought them over. He chose one that was the right size and I held it in place as Steve hammered a few nails in. The repair was now done and Willow would not be able to escape.
“Excellent job lads.” Mr Kennedy exclaimed. “That will do until your dad returns and we can buy and fetch a new post.” He added sounding very pleased. Mr Kennedy then reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet.
“Oh, no, we couldn’t.” Steve told Mr. Kennedy. Mr Kennedy looked at Steve intently for a few moments. Seeing the look on Steve’s face Mr. Kennedy put his wallet back into his pocket. I too looked at Steve's face and noticed the look of horror about the concept of taking money from Mr. Kennedy.
“Let’s return to the house and have another drink and clean our hands.” Mr Kennedy invited Steve and me warmly. Steve wrapped an arm around my shoulder and the three of us ambled back towards the house.
As soon as we got into the house Willow was out in the garden and bounding around as normal. I did wonder how the fence ended up falling down. I soon found out!
Willow saw a cat in a tree and went mad barking and pounced against the fence to try and get at this cat. That is how the fence got damaged, Willow kept crashing into it! The cat bolted though so Willow ambled towards us her tongue lolling around, her tail wagging and a self satisfied look on her face!
“You mad mutt!” Steve told Willow as he made a fuss of her.
We returned to the house and all washed our hands. We then went into the living room as Mr. Kennedy demanded we have another drink as a thank you for our work.
Mrs Kennedy was of course very amused that Steve had refused to take any money for our efforts. We were both given another drink and Mrs. Kennedy insisted we enjoyed several of her homemade cookies. Oh boy, those cookies were awesome. The shop cookies had nothing on Mrs. Kennedy!
After saying very warm farewells Steve and I left the Kennedys. I wrapped my arm around Steve and grabbed him tight.
“You are so sweet to the Kennedys.” I told Steve warmly.
“They have been good to my parents and my parents have been good to them so of course.” Steve replied happily. “I am very proud of you as well.” Steve added as he wrapped an arm around me and gave me a squeeze. I blushed.
As soon as Steve and I got back to his place we stripped naked, opened windows and went into the garden. Steve put a handset in the shade as I bombed the pool.
“Oh that feels good.” I purred to Steve as he ambled over. Steve bombed the pool as well and surfaced close to me.
“Oh yes it does.” Steve agreed.
That was Steve and I set for the rest of the afternoon and into early evening. We swam in the pool, played table tennis, threw a ball around, played tag and just generally had fun and relaxed. The fact that we were naked never crossed my mind.
“Time for food.” Steve announced when his stomach gurgled. I giggled but I did have to agree with Steve. I wonder what the time was.
Steve and I walked into the house and Steve had a look in the fridge and freezer with me.
“How about a nice burger with chips and a salad?” Steve asked and offered.
“Sounds awesome.” I replied.
“Now would you like us both to tidy up the garden or you tidy the garden while I cook?” Steve asked me; determined the decision would be mine.
“You cook, I tidy.” I answered after a moments thought.
“Will do sir.” Steve replied with a salute. Steve then started to wash his hands as I returned to the garden to clear everything away. I was laughing away to myself as usual.
After heaving the table tennis table away I quickly tidied up the other bits in the garden. Odd how when I was at home I always moaned about doing jobs like this but here I actively helped out. I wonder why that was.
With everything tidied up I grabbed the handset and returned to the house. As I walked into the kitchen the smell of burgers blasted up my nostrils and my mouth started to water madly. Oh, this smelt so good!
“Wash your hands please little brother as it is almost ready.” An apron clad Steve requested of me with a smile. I happily thundered upstairs, used the toilet, gave my hands a good wash and returned to the kitchen and put my apron on. I then noticed that the table had already been set up ready.
“Do you need any help?” I asked Steve.
“Nope.” Steve replied. “You sit and dinner will be served in just a moment.” Steve added.
I sat down and literally two minutes later Steve put my food before me. Steve had gone all out to make sure I would be full here. I was served a half pound burger in a bun, a large portion of chips and a reasonable sized diced mixed side salad. Oh, it all smelt so good. My stomach grumbled loudly.
“Help yourself to sauces and so on.” Steve invited me warmly. I looked at my burger and noticed something between the two meat patties.
“That is a burger relish.” Steve informed me.
I added some ketchup to my burger and chips. I also added some salt and vinegar to the chips before I picked up my big burger and took a large bite.
“Oh man this is yummy!” I told Steve as soon as I finished my mouthful and before I took another one. In this mouthful I found onion as well. It just got better and better.
Steve happily ate his food as I gorged myself on the burger Steve had made me. I did not touch anything else until I finished the burger it tasted so good. Finally finishing the burger I then attacked the chips and salad. I do not know how but I managed to eat everything Steve had put before me.
“You hungry there little brother?” Steve asked with a chuckle when we had both finished our food. “I put a lot there in front of you.” Steve added with a smile.
“Oh it was so yummy.” I replied as I rubbed my very full feeling tummy.
“Desert?” Steve asked me with a chuckle. I chuckled as well and then poked my tongue out at Steve.
“Let’s do the washing up and then we can relax before we do whatever you fancy doing.” Steve invited me warmly.
“But that means getting up!” I replied with a whimper.
Steve laughed before he got up, collected our plates and cutlery and glasses and began to fill the sink with water. I slowly hauled myself up and helped Steve clear the table and put everything where it belonged. Steve and I then washed and wiped everything before we sorted ourselves out some fresh drinks.
“What now?” Steve asked me. I had a think.
“Can we have a walk along the canal path as I have never walked around this area?” I asked.
Steve gave me a smirk.
“Would you like to invite Willow?” Steve asked me with big grin.
I giggled.
Steve picked up the handset and hit a speed dial button. Steve then offered me the phone. I went beetroot red and pushed the handset back to Steve. Steve chuckled.
Steve had a quick chat to the Kennedys before he hung up the handset. Steve then ruffled my hair.
“You wonderful shy loving sweet boy.” Steve told me with a smile. “Well, better get dressed otherwise we will scare lots of people!” Steve added with a big grin.
Ten minutes later Steve and I were at the Kennedys again. After a quick hello Steve and I had Willow on the lead and we headed towards the canal path. Willow was as excited as always but thankfully never ran off far. Seemed as though she had become quite attached to Steve over time. Steve and I ambled along the canal paths. Steve slowly took me on a very large circle along several canal paths and through lots of open areas. It was a lovely walk and Steve and I chatted about everything and nothing as Willow entertained herself sniffing lots of smells only she could smell and wandering here there and everywhere.
By the time we got back to the Kennedys the sun was low in the sky and Willow was really worn out. Her tail was still wagging nonstop though. As the Kennedys were getting organised to have baths Steve and I did not stay, we just dropped off Willow and left again. We did not mind though.
“Time we had a shower as well.” I remarked to Steve as we covered the short distance between the Kennedys and Steve’s. “Hope you will let me clean you and you will help me get clean.” I added to Steve with a warm smile.
“Sounds good to me.” Steve replied. “You going to be naughty in the shower or wait until bedtime?” Steve asked as his smile got much broader.
“Oh I think you need to wait until bedtime!” I replied to Steve. “Our showers are long enough as it is, never mind being naughty as well as washing!” I added in a playful scolding.
“Oh you are so naughty!” Steve replied with a smirk and a playful slap of my butt.
“Must be your terrible influence on me!” I stated as I slapped Steve’s butt back.
With both of us laughing and chuckling we entered Steve’s house. We quickly opened windows to get a nice breeze running through the house and organised drinks to have after our shower. I wonder what we would do after our shower.
While I got our towels and the bathroom ready Steve returned a call from someone who had left a message on the answer phone. Steve sent his dad a quick text and got a response before telling this person his dad’s mobile phone number so they could call him directly. Steve really was considerate and made sure his dad was happy to take the call before he gave out his number. Steve had so many good qualities.
As soon as I heard Steve coming up the stairs I stripped naked and headed to the bathroom. I switched on the shower and Steve entered the bathroom just as the water reached the proper temperature.
“Joining me?” I asked Steve as I entered the cubicle.
“As soon as I have used the loo.” Steve replied as he began urinating. I giggled.
“I am not feeling that naughty!” Steve informed me with a smile. I giggled all the more.
Steve joined me in the shower.
“I see you are in a naughty mood!” Steve remarked as I was rock hard and my cock was bobbing up and down as well.
“It is just pleased to see you.” I remarked to Steve as I poked him with my cock. Steve giggled this time as his cock started to inflate as well now.
“Well we can be naughty now or at bedtime.” Steve told me warmly.
“How about in the living room after the shower?” I suggested to Steve.
Steve looked at me and gave out a loud laugh.
“Oh you are so naughty I love it.” Steve stated as his cock lurched and went rock hard almost instantly. “That sounds like a brilliant idea.” Steve added before he kissed me tenderly.
Steve and I then set about washing each other. We washed each other’s hair before we set about washing each other’s bodies. Once again we really enjoyed the experience and were both rock hard throughout.
We stepped out of the shower and for once the bathroom was not a fog of steam. Did it add that much time when we played with each other?
Steve and I left the bathroom and entered Steve’s bedroom where we dried ourselves. We then draped our towels over the radiator.
“Stay naked or dress?” Steve asked me.
“Oh got to stay naked!” I replied. Steve shot me a huge smile.
Both chuckling we linked hands and returned downstairs. Steve poured us both a big glassful of Pepsi max each and we headed into the living room.
“Time for a film?” Steve asked me.
“Ok.” I replied. “But I choose the film.” I added with a smile.
“Are we going to watch the film?” Steve asked with a chuckle.
“Yeah.” I replied happily. “We have the fun with some music playing.” I added with a big smile.
“Oh you are terrible.” Steve stated with a smile.
While Steve got the TV and DVD player set up with my film choice (The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy) as I had not seen it I closed the curtains and the windows. With the door closed and the stereo playing a CD I gave Steve a shove that sent him sprawling onto the sofa.
“Oh; you going to be rough tonight?” Steve asked me with a wicked grin.
“Only to get what I want!” I replied with a wicked grin myself.
“And what do you want?” Steve asked as a tease.
“You!” I replied instantly.
“Well you have me!” Steve stated chuckling. “So please do what you wish to me.” Steve added with a huge grin.
I grabbed Steve’s ankle and heaved so he was stretched out the full length of the sofa. I then climbed on top of Steve so my cock was right above his mouth.
“Oh you know I love this.” Steve stated as he grabbed my hips and lowered me so he could tease my cock with the tip of his tongue. Within moments I was rock hard.
Knowing my needs were being dealt with I began to manipulate Steve’s cock to make it hard. Less than a minute later I slipped the head of Steve’s cock into my mouth and I began to suck Steve off just as he was sucking me off.
Steve and I spent the next half hour pleasuring each other in every way we knew. We took our time and really enjoyed the sensations we were giving each other. Slowly but surely I felt my orgasm building.
I hit my orgasm and thoroughly enjoyed it. Steve could tell I was tiring and began to wank himself while I sucked him and fondled his balls to pleasure him. It took another full ten minutes though to bring Steve to his orgasm.
“Oh wow! You took a lot of work!” I commented to Steve after he had enjoyed his orgasm and we were cuddling.
“Sorry but I was really enjoying it.” Steve replied with a warm smile.
Steve and I settled down and watched the film. By the time the film was finished Steve and I were both tired and yawning. We quickly sorted out the house, went to the toilet, sorted out my pills so I could take them, locked all doors and closed windows that needed closing and then headed upstairs, walked into the bedroom and got into bed together.
“Goodnight big brother.” I told Steve before I kissed him tenderly on the lips.
“Goodnight little brother.” Steve replied before I turned around and we snuggled the same way we did every night.
Within a couple of minutes sleep consumed us both.