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All Grown Up: Fun and Games Part 1
🕑 Added 2021-11-17 20:48:00 +0000 UTCAlright, not sure how this will go over but here it goes. If you remember I mentioned using All Grown Up as a Groundhog Day style launching pad for other cuckold shorts, this is my first attempt at it. I titled this one Fun and Games. I wrote this pretty fast so I hope the quality doesn't suffer too much for it.
As always this is a cuck story. It's not for everyone, skip it if this isn't your thing, etc, etc, etc. Also, I go a bit hard on this one. It's not a nice lovey dovey cuck story. Hopefully a few of you like it at least.
Finally, I apologize if all of the breaks are disruptive to the reading experience. I couldn't think of a better way to rapid switch between what was happening on the screen and what was happening in the room. Hopefully it worked.
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“Now remember Rhett.” Emiko says as she nervously grips at her blue silk robe. She was nude under that robe, her hair tussled, matted in places, and a natural flush still colored her fine cheeks from what she’d just done while I was out. “You said ANYTHING goes.”
“Yeah, yeah. I remember.” I say, my kinky curiosity already bursting at the seams and a chub already swelling in my pants. I had been thinking nothing but this all day at work. My horny passions maintained at a fever pitch for hours now. God, I could just catch a whiff of cum coming from her! Knowing she’d been with him…it took everything I had not to ravish her right this second.
“We both agreed Bret could do anything he wanted.” She continues. “You agreed too. Anything. That was the word you used. Anything.”
“I know, I know.” I assure her. “It’s cool.”
“We agreed he was in control this time.” She labors the point. “Remember?”
“Relax. How bad could it be? It was Bret.”
She gives me a sort of grimacing smile and shrugs. God she looked beautiful, especially when she was just freshly fucked. GAH! I wanted her so fucking bad. But I had to wait. I NEEDED to see what they’d done first. I hated to admit it but this was better than every Christmas morning I’d had combined.
It had been two weeks since I’d been cucked by my sweet little brother Bret and life had changed. It had made things…awkward. The couple of times he and I had seen each other, though we didn’t actually speak about what had happened, had been tense and weird as the previous hierarchy of me as the unquestioned alpha big brother had been seriously undermined by what had happened the night Em and I helped him lose his virginity. While still the sweet kid I’d always known he now definitely had a subtle new cockiness about him, at least when I was around.
It had also changed things between Emiko and I. The love was still there but the power dynamic between us had shifted in her favor. When I would boast or swagger, as I often did, she could now put me back in my place with one mischievous look or a single word of insinuation. And our love-making! It had changed as well. I had never been so constantly and powerfully horny as I was now, not even in my teens, and she was right there with me. Em and I had been fucking like rabbits since that day and not once had the memory of Bret’s superior size and stamina strayed far from my mind. I don’t think it strayed far from hers either and the thought of Emiko thinking about him when she was with me, silently comparing us, drove me WILD. Again and again and again I tried to better what he had done to her that fateful day, I had never eaten so much puss, but every time I fell short of the mark he had laid down. I just didn’t have the tools that he did, and it certainly didn’t help that I’d developed a bit of a hair-trigger when I thought about this stuff either. I might own Emiko’s heart but it ohhhh how it gnawed at me knowing that I could never own her pussy like my kid brother had.
Despite the changing relationships, or possibly because of them, I very much wanted to see it again. Just to experience it all again one more time. I didn’t understand why I would subject myself to that humiliation again but I just knew I wanted it. That lust fueled madness that had so gripped me after the last time had never truly let go. I had watched the video back dozens of times but it couldn’t hit the intense of heights of seeing it happen the first time. Also, the first time had taken us all off guard. I wanted a do-over, one we were more prepared for and that I could study and savor better as it was happening and that they could be more free to try new things. I figured the damage to my pride had been done. We’d done it once already, what harm could a second round do? Needless to say Bret was all in. My initial plan to bolster his confidence so that he went out and started chasing down college girls his own age hadn’t yet panned out, instead he kept pestering Emiko about them doing it again. In the end it was Emiko who was the hold out but after a bit of not too difficult convincing she eventually agreed to ‘one more time’ just to get both brothers off of her back about it.
Things were a bit different this time around. The cameras were still set up in the room and the scene would be recorded as before but this time I wouldn’t actually be in the house as it happened. I guess that part icked Bret out a bit last time. So it was arranged for a time when I was at work and he had the day off from uni. With no other man would I have agreed to that condition but I trusted Bret and I knew Em would be safe in his hands. After what felt like an eternity the time had finally come. My second and final cucking by my little brother was already in the can, saved to my hard drive, and all I had to do now is watch and enjoy.
“Do you want to clean up or get changed or anything?” She asks. I had literally just walked through the door and come straight into the living room to sit at the sofa with my work clothes still on.
“I’m good.” I say impatiently. “I can’t wait any longer.”
“I think you’ll enjoy this but…if not…just…don’t get angry.” She says as she rests a hand on my knee. “And if you do, blame me. I consented to everything and I could have stopped it at any time. Bret’s such a sweetie, he’s really hard to say no to. And once it started I kind of got swept away in it. Things may have…gotten out of hand. Things definitely got out of hand.” She giggles despite herself. “Your brother is kinda odd. Kinda…really…super…incredibly…odd. He’s got one hell of an imagination though, I’ll give him that.”
“Such dramatics.” I chuckle. “After what he did to you the first time…I think I’m ready for anything he did to you today.”
“Actually.” She says with that old devilish twinkle in her dark eyes. “He didn’t even touch me.”
“Huh?”
“Let’s just watch the video.”
Leaning forward she waked the laptop sitting on the coffee table and a moment later the big television screen glows to life as she had the video and audio feeding to our entertainment system. I see a still of Emiko in her blue robe and what looked to be a tiara on her head standing on the far side of the bed from the perspective of camera two with an amused expression and her hands held out in front of her. Bret, fully clothed, stands behind her with, of all things, a notebook and pencil in his hands.
“I’ve skipped the part where Bret talked me into this crazy idea of his and the long wait afterward.” She laughs at the recollection. “This where it starts to get good.”
“Long wait?”
“Shhh.” She says. “No questions. Is this camera angle good?”
“Uh…sure, for now.”
“Great.” She clicks play then snuggles into my side like she did when we settling down to view a movie. This was going to be a lot different this time, having her here watching with me, but after this build up I was now far more curious as to just what Bret had talked her into. What did she mean he never touched her? I watch the screen with rapt attention.
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“You sure you can’t see a thing.” Bret asks as the video starts. Right away I notice a marked difference from that demure virgin in the first video. This was a man confident and in charge of his surroundings. “This part is important. The character is blind. We can’t start otherwise.”
“Ha ha ha!” She laughs. “No! Nothing.” Her hands swing out in front of her as if were struck blind and feeling around her surroundings. “How did I let you talk me into this? Rhett’s gonna kill us. Ha ha ha! Sorry baby.” She says in the general direction of the one of the cameras. “This is so…exciting. Ha!”
Bret chuckles. “Good. Remember the safe word?”
Safe word!? They had a safe word?
“Excelsior!” Em says boldly.
“Great.” Walking around to the front of her he waves he hand and asks a few questions about how many fingers he was holding up and such just to confirm she was indeed blind.
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“He brought these things called black out lenses.” Em whispers in my ear. “It’s a cosplay thing or something. Basically opaque contact lenses. Better than any blindfold, I couldn’t see a thing. Absolutely black.”
What was this!? I thought Bret and Em would just fuck again, not start experimenting with new fetishes and pushing into things that even Em and I hadn’t yet explored ourselves. Bret had other ideas it seems, he’d always marched to his own tune.
“You were really blind?”
“Completely.” She answers. “I’ll be seeing all of this for the first time as well, despite the fact I was there. Wild huh?” She wriggles into me, clearly tickled by the idea. “Isn’t it kinky?”
“Jesus.”
“Hold on cuck.” She kisses my cheek. “You ain’t seen nothin yet.” Immediate my dick twitches. She hadn’t called me that since that night two weeks ago.
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Things weren’t done up all soft and romantic this time around. There were no candles or gentle lamp lighting and no smooth seductive tunes playing in the background. The overhead light was on bathing the room in a harsh white light. I also catch on the dresser near camera one, that pointed at the bed from the foot, instead of a single condom there was a box of them along with our bottle of lube. Did they go at it multiple times? I bet that lube helped that first penetration of Bret big schlong. Ohhhh, I couldn’t wait to see!
Bret comes back around to stand behind her with the notebook at the ready. He looks it over and jots something down in it.
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“What’s he doing? Is he going to draw you or…?”
“Shhh.”
“What’s with the crown?”
“Shhh! No spoilers.”
***
Reading from the book my brother speaks in strangely bold and ostentatious tone. “The orc hordes have been vanquished and the demon armies routed and sent back to hell. The great dark dragon Tazniel, The Evil One, lays slain and the realm is safe once again.”
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“What the fuck?”
Em tries to contain her giggles. “Shhhhh!”
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“All thanks to our brave and mighty heroes.” Bret then turns to the open door and says. “You’ve saved this kingdom, and indeed the world, more times than we could even count. Enter champions and claim the greatest treasure this kingdom has to offer.”
My heart drops into my gut and my eyes bulge as into the room walks another man! This guy is followed closely by two others. The three of them line up like soldiers just to Emiko’s left, all of them…without a stitch of clothes on!
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“What the fuck!?” I lean in and stop the video. “What the fuck! Who are they?”
“Don’t get angry.” She says. “We told Bret anything. This is what he chose.”
“I meant that HE could do anything not that he could invite others!”
“Well…he heard it differently.” She says. “I mean, we did say anything. For him anything meant, well, anything.”
“Oh my fucking…wait…fuck! I know those guys!”
“You do?” She seemed genuinely surprised. The way Em was studying the screen I could see that this was the first time she’d actually seen these men. She had a sort of ‘so that’s what they looked like’ expression. They might have been unfamiliar to her, but not to me.
“That’s his fucking game group!” I point at the screen. “They’ve been playing their weird nerd game since junior high.”
“Oh.” She mutters. “I didn’t think you’d know them. I…thought they were just college bros of his. All he told me was they all went to the same university.”
“You didn’t even know who they were? Jesus Em. Bret doesn’t have ‘bros’, he has always and only had exactly three friends and that’s them.” Seeing the geeky trio of Desmond, Sheldon, and Jasper nude was not something I ever expected to see, and certainly not within the same frame as my girlfriend! “Oh my God.”
“Well…they swore not to say a word to anybody.”
“Oh, well that changes everything.” My voice drips with sarcasm.
“Bret told me they were virgins too.” She says, as if that changed things.
“I’m not surprised! They’re weirdos, losers, nerds…” My voice fades as a reality bending realization hits me like a thunderbolt. “You didn’t! Did you?”
“He said he wanted to pay it forward. He thought he could do for them what you did for him.” She says in a tone that was sensitive to my indignation but not wilting to it. “Share his blessings with those in need sort of thing. It’s kind of sweet when you think about it. Looking after his buddies like that.”
“You didn’t.” I say again. Even as my spirit shrunk in horror my dick swelled with power. “You didn’t! Not them!”
Not addressing the comment she goes on. “He’s the master of their game dungeon, or something, and I guess they just finished off a big campaign. It was a really big deal to him. He went on and on about it, I didn’t understand half of what he was saying but he was just so…cute, seeing him all worked up like that. He said wanted something super special for the finale.” With a guilty cringe she confesses. “I was the maiden princess at the end of the story. I was part of the ‘happily ever after’.”
“Em…”
“It all already happened Rhett.” She says, her tone firming up as her hand slides over to feel my near erection. “Don’t pretend you’re not enjoying this.” She says, staring into my eyes. “Do you want to watch this…or shall we just erase this now?”
Despite the knot in my belly there was only one answer to that question. In a meek voice I confess. “I want to see.”
“I thought so.” Her voice softens again as she kisses me. “Now don’t stop it again, or else.”
She leans forward and starts the video again.
