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(Cuck Short) All Grown Up: Chapter 1
🕑 Added 2021-02-25 21:37:06 +0000 UTCThe curtains were closed, the lights dimmed, a trio of flickering scented candles in the corner filled the air with their seductive aroma, the good bedspread on our big king size bed, and romantic music playing softly in the background. My longtime girlfriend Emiko had our room looking like a million bucks. A room for lovers. But tonight was different than usual. Tonight none of this was for me. Tonight my girl would be making love to another man.
My eyes flit about to double check the angles of the three small cameras I had set up around the room. These would be my only window on what was happening here tonight. I had insisted upon them both to keep an eye on things as well as for my own erotic curiosity. Sitting on the bed, looking as tight as a snare drum with his hands nervously clenched together in front of him, was the other man. My baby brother Bret.
At twenty one he’d been legally an adult for three years now but hadn’t yet “become a man” in the metaphorical sense. That would change tonight thanks to some cajoling by me and a very understanding saint of a girlfriend. She would take his virginity and hopefully help the poor guy open up and start enjoying what life had to offer.
Ten years my junior Bret was what you would call an accident in more ways than one. Not only had our mother not meant to get pregnant at forty years old, she certainly hadn’t meant to get knocked up by the coworker she’d been fooling around with. All that was ancient history now. My father, to his credit, forgave and forgot and had been nothing but a stand up Dad to the unexpected addition. Whether it was the different genetics, the gap in age, or the different upbringing Bret and I could not have been more different. I was tall, he was small. I was brawny, he was scrawny. I was crude and rough around the edges, he was an absolute sweetheart. I had Dad’s dirty blond hair and rugged good looks, he had wispy light blond hair and was what you might call effete in build and mannerisms. I was outgoing and confident, he was not. Not at all.
Bret was shy to an extreme degree, specifically around girls. Among his buddies he would joke and laugh and carry on but the moment a female entered the room he would clam right up. If they spoke to him he would sputter and blush and soon excuse himself from the situation. It was a real problem. He insisted that he liked girls but when it actually came time to interacting with one everything would fall apart. Dad and I had talked “man to man” with him countless times and our mother, who coddled him terribly, had sent him to a host of different shrinks, but none of it helped. Women were scarier to Bret than the worst monster Hollywood could create.
My theory had always been that he simply needed more exposure to the opposite sex. The sooner he realized that girls were just people too the sooner he would become more comfortable around them. To add to that, the sooner he learned how incredible it was to really BE with a woman the more it would draw him out to try to interact with them. With the therapy angle seemingly exhausted and no hope in sight I had decided to finally take things into my own hands to help my brother out.
It wasn’t purely out of brotherly love. It was partially to make amends. I felt a more than a little responsible for his timid and anxious personality. Back in the day I had not been a very good big brother. Having been an only child for a decade I hadn’t responded well to a new sibling that suddenly hogged all of the attention that used to be exclusively mine. I had bullied and belittled him for a good chunk of his formative years and in hindsight I felt awful about it. I was going to make it up to him tonight.
He shakes his head. “This is a mistake Rhett.” Yeah, our names rhymed. Chalk it up to our dad’s weird sense of humor. “I sh-should go!”
Stepping forward before he could stand up I lay my hand on his shoulder. “Take a breath. Calm down.” I say in a soothing tone. “Do you know how much convincing it took to get Emiko to do this? Come on bud, just relax. At least give it a try.”
In truth, while she didn’t exactly jump at the request, it hadn’t taken all that much convincing. My girlfriend was very open minded and jealousy had never been an issue between us. We had even done threesomes and a bit of swinging in our many happy years together, especially early on in our relationship, and it had always been a fun experience. It wasn’t something we went out of our way to do, but once in while it was nice to spice things up. Bret could have not asked for a better partner to be his first. Kind, non-judgmental, nurturing, a keen sense of humor, sexually adventurous, and a damn fine looking woman too if I do say so myself. Not only all of this but, outside of his mother, Emiko was by far the female he felt the most comfortable around just due to her presence among our family over the past 6 years since she and I really got serious.
I could feel how tense he was. He filled the room with his anxious energy. Leaning down I pat his chest and say again. “Just relax. Let Emiko guide you. If you want to stop, that’s okay. Only go as far as you want. If it doesn’t happen or can’t happen because you’re nervous, that’s okay. If it happens quick, that’s okay too. It’s natural. It’s normal. This is all for fun. There’s no stress here.” I say gently. “We won’t tell anybody, we won’t laugh at you, and we won’t judge you. You are safe here Bret. I promise you. Okay?”
He looks up at me, his pale gray-blue eyes wide with fear. After a moment he nods. “Yeah. I know.” He swallows hard and rubs his sweaty palms into his jeans. “Th-thank you Rhett.”
I rise back up and give his shoulder a brisk pat. “Hey, what are big brother’s for if not to look out for their bro. Remember, relax and have fun.”
He nods again. “I’ll try.”
“There ya go.”
I take one last look around my room and head out. Closing the door behind me I head down to the living room where Emiko already had the camera feed up on our big screen television via my laptop. She wore an elegant silk sapphire blue robe that hugged her lithe luscious body and that was it. Damn did she look good! When Bret caught a look at her on the way in I thought he might cream his shorts right there.
“He’s scared.” She says as she looks up to me.
“Yeah.” I look at him there on the screen in crystal clear HD sitting hunched over on the edge of the bed. “It’s his first time. Be gentle with him.”
“Of course. I didn’t mean to listen in.” She says looking back to the laptop. “I was just making sure everything was ready.”
I chuckle. “No biggie.”
“I heard what you said to him.” She gets up and glides into my arms. “You’re such a good brother.”
“No argument here.” I quip, there weren’t many brothers who would share their girlfriends like this. “You sure you’re ready for this?”
“Are you?”
Looking into her deep dark eyes I smile, she smiles back and kisses me. She motions back over her shoulder. “I got it all set up for you.”
Glancing over her I see in place beside the laptop on the coffee table a bowl of popcorn, a glass of fresh ice and still fizzing Coke…along with a box of tissues and a small bottle of lube. I laugh and kiss her forehead. “So considerate.”
“Just in case you can’t wait until after he leaves” She jests with an impish twinkle in her eye. “If you can wait your turn though…I’ll make it worth your while.”
“My turn? You are naughty today, aren’t ya?” I pinch her butt.
“And you love it!” She giggles and skips off away from me toward the stairs. “Enjoy the show.”
“I will!”
