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Chapter 6 -- Stan's Baby
Zac had moved into his own room some weeks ago but still spent some nights in Glenn's room, indulging in the intimate contact they both enjoyed together. Glenn had been wondering for a long time whether Zac had indeed done the deed with his chick and one night, while they were locked together in their intimate contact, he asked the question.
"Have you and Sophie ever done it Zac? Don't answer if you don't want to, it's none of my business really."
"I don't mind Glenn," Zac replied. "Yeah, we have. Last time was only the day before yesterday."
"I hope you used a condom," Glenn said.
"Yeah `course," Zac replied. "Pulled it over my head, just like usual."
"Smart arse," Glenn countered. "Orgh..., getting close Zac, mmmmm, orgh jeez now man, aarrrggghhh, jeez *shit *that's so powerful!"
Zac felt every one of the seven powerful shots deep inside him before Glenn lowered his head and locked their lips together.
Glenn drew back and gazed down into Zac's soft brown eyes. "Shit you're gorgeous man," he said, "absolutely gorgeous."
He pushed himself up, withdrawing slowly before sitting back on his ankles, his knees fully bent. Zac sat up, placing his hands on Glenn's smooth knees.
"So are you Glenn," he said.
Zac's session had been earlier, so after saying goodnight, he made his way back to his own room, opening the closet before lying on his bed and perusing the contents. Jeez I'm lucky,' he thought to himself. Wonderful guardians, two great brothers, one of which is real special, a closet full of clothes and gear, Sophie. There's nothing more I could possibly need,' his mind wandered back several years, `Except Mum and Dad.'
His sad feeling soon passed, he knew he'd never forget his parents, he'd been much too close to them for that to ever happen. At least he was away from Ben, no more filthy conditions, no more abuse, no more beatings. He was determined to erase that period of his life from his mind, permanently.
There were three garages under the huge house. Zac knew one of them housed the Mercedes and the other housed the Calais when Drew was home, but what was in the third? He'd never seen it unlocked. Finally, his curiosity got the better of him one day.
"What's in the third garage?" he asked Stan. "I don't mean to be a stickybeak."
"Well, I would show you, but if I did, I'd have to kill you." Stan grinned widely. "I don't open it very often Zac, but if you want to see, I will."
"May I see, please?" Zac's curiosity got the better of him.
Stan grinned again. "Yeah mate, I'll show you." He put the key in the lock and turned it before pressing the button on the remote control.
The door slid slowly upwards, revealing a massive chromed bumper bar, then grille, and finally the huge bonnet of a vehicle Zac had never seen before. The paintwork was red, the soft-top white and the interior red and white. Zac entered the garage and his jaw dropped, the car was huge and in showroom condition. He walked to the rear, taking note of the huge tail fins and massively chromed rear bumper. He turned to Stan.
"What is it? it's friggin' huge. Oops, sorry."
"Heard it before Zac, may have used it once or twice too." Stan grinned. "That, is my baby. A 1959 Cadillac convertible. What ya think?"
"It's unreal," Zac said, "it's huge."
"Hang on a sec, I'll get it out in the drive," Stan said. "You can see it better then."
Stan started the V8. It rumbled softly to itself before he selected drive and slowly moved the massive vehicle into the driveway. Del was watching.
"Well," she said, "it's about time you brought that thing out of there. Bloody waste of garage space it is."
"You just don't appreciate fine machinery woman," Stan said.
Del put her arm around Zac. "It is rather beautiful," she said quietly, "but don't tell him I said that, he thinks I hate it."
Zac wandered round the car, marvelling at its size and condition, he'd never seen anything like it. Zac didn't have to ask, the expression on his face told Stan everything.
"Yes we can," Stan said grinning. "You didn't have to ask a thing Zac, your face said it all. Come on, get in."
Zac almost leaped into the passenger's seat, to the amusement of Del, fastening his seat belt before Stan cruised down the drive. The car not only looked like new, it went like new as well. Stan drove out of Robina, heading to the Coast.
They got more than just a few looks from holidaymakers as Stan took the car along the main Esplanade of Surfers; the words of one young guy were especially amusing.
"Fuckin' look at that will ya. It's perfect."
After half an hour of showing off the car, Stan made his way home, putting the car back in its home under the house.
"Have to polish it again now," Stan said. "Do it every time it goes out, that's why it stays here most of the time."
Glenn appeared at the garage door. "You could've waited for me you know."
"If you could've seen the look on Zac's face," Stan explained, "you'd've realised why we couldn't."
"Oh well, looks like the park it is then," Glenn said. "C'mon Zac, get yer skatey, I'll have to wait till next time."
They made their way to the park and spent the afternoon competing on their boards. Glenn had been taking tips from Zac and was improving, he hadn't caught Zac yet, but he was improving. After one particularly impressive round by Zac, Glenn congratulated him.
"You're good Zac, you're fuckin' good. Hope I can get like you one day."
"You can get me like now," Zac said, feeling especially horny, "if you wanna that is."
"Cool man." Glenn was also feeling horny." Let's go back to the house."
They arrived home to find the Mercedes gone and no one apparently in the house.
"Must've gone to the shops," Glenn said. "Ah no, hang on, they had to go to see Bob, to get your trust account fixed up. That's cool, they'll be at least two, maybe three hours."
They headed straight to Glenn's room not bothering to lock, or even shut the door, what was the point? Their clothes were soon removed, both of them were wearing only shorts, t-shirts and jocks, and they stood looking at each other. They were both deeply tanned from the South East Queensland sun, even the fine hairs on their legs had taken on an almost blonde quality, being constantly bleached by the sun.
"Suck or fuck?" Glenn asked.
Zac thought. "Fuck'd be good," he said.
"Cool." Glenn took the locked tin out of his bedside cabinet and unlocked it. "Can I go you first?" he asked.
"Yeah man." Zac took the tube of gel and used it in the appropriate place before passing it to Glenn.
Glenn lubed up as Zac positioned himself on the bed, getting comfortable before pulling his knees up. Glenn got between his shapely thighs and positioned himself for entry before sliding deeply into Zac. Zac rested his heels on Glenn's back and they were soon making passionate love, lost in the ecstasy of their act.
"Oh for fuck sake Glenn!" They both heard Drew's voice through their haze.
Glenn ripped himself out of Zac, making him cry out in discomfort, but it was too late, they'd been caught. Glenn looked up at Drew standing in the doorway.
"We were just experimenting Drew..., ah what the fuck, you've caught us, no use me bullshitting about it."
Zac had a horrified look on his face. Would Drew tell Stan and Del?
"I never thought you were like that Glenn," Drew said, "I always thought you were right into the chicks. Shit, it wasn't all that long ago you were in my room almost crying, asking my advice `cause you thought you'd knocked up Fiona. Shit man, it's a surprise, that's all." Then seeing the look on Zac's face, "Don't worry Zac, I won't say anything, how could I? I'm that way myself except I'm not into chicks like you two."
Zac and Glenn stayed on the bed.
"You two might as well finish what you started," Drew said, "gotta admit it looked pretty cool. That's some cock you've got there Glenn, not bad for a boy."
Glenn looked at Zac, a questioning look in his eyes. Zac just shrugged.
"So you gonna stay or what?" Glenn asked Drew.
Drew looked from one to the other. "Mind if I hang?" he asked.
"Nah, that's OK." Glenn said as he repositioned himself over Zac.
Drew sat on the chair at Glenn's desk, watching closely as his brother's cock slipped deeply into Zac again. Shit this looked cool, why wasn't it him above Zac? His cock was so hard at what he was seeing before him, he thought it was going to burst. He slipped a hand inside his shorts and jocks, just the touch of his hand against his cock had him thinking he was going to blow any second. Zac saw his move.
"Don't do that Drew," Zac said, "it's a waste man. If it's OK with Glenn," he looked up into Glenn's eyes, "it's OK with me, if you wanna."
Glenn just nodded; he was too close to do anything else and within a few seconds.
"Argh fuck Zac, yeah man, aarrrggghhhh!" he said, as his powerful wad exploded into Zac.
A few moments later, Glenn pushed himself up and withdrew, this time slowly and gently from Zac. "That was rad Zac, totally cool man, even though we did get caught."
Zac smiled then looked across to Drew. "Do you wanna?" he asked.
Did Drew want to? He'd wanted nothing more since he'd picked this handsome guy up all those months ago. He was quickly naked. Zac excused himself, making his way to the toilet. He returned a short time later.
He arrived back to find Glenn now on the chair and Drew waiting for him beside the bed, his condom already in place. He lay on the bed and readied himself for Drew, who had already used the lube; he'd wanted this from Drew ever since that morning in the motel, since fantasizing about what was just about to happen.
Drew positioned himself over Zac, his seven inches very hard. He guided himself until he felt contact then gently slipped slowly and fully inside. Oh my sweet fuck' he thought to himself, Cameron's good but nowhere near this good.' A deep involuntary sigh of "Urghhhhh" escaped Drew as he felt his pubes contact Zac. Drew was now where he had wanted to be since that first meeting and he didn't last long; he didn't last long at all, his fervent longing for this cute guy had his powerful wad on the brink in minutes. He didn't even make a sound as his white torrent exploded into his condom, pump after pump, Drew thinking it would never stop.
"Orgh fuck Drew, that feels so cool," Zac crooned as he felt the cock jerk inside him. Glenn was good, real good but Drew had far more finesse, he was so much more gentle and feeling.
Moments later, Drew withdrew slowly, removed the condom and sat back, looking down at Zac. "Thanks Zac," he said, "that was so good. You'll have to sneak into my room one night so as I can repay you."
"You're welcome Drew and yeah, I will do that, might even surprise you one night." Zac knew the offer was genuine; Drew wouldn't have let it be any other way.
Drew dressed himself and with a "Catch ya guys, just don't forget that was between us only," headed downstairs.
"Fuck," Glenn said, "Didn't expect that to happen. Sorry Zac, should've locked the door."
"No probs man, I been longing to do that with Drew since I met him." Zac was honest about the situation.
"You horny bugger," Glenn said, "You and my brother, never thought it'd happen. Looked cool though."
"Felt cool too let me tell you," Zac replied. "He's good man, real good. Can't wait to go him one night."
"After watching that," Glenn said, "I wouldn't mind going him myself. He's got a fab bod, for a brother that is."
"And you reckon I'm a horny bugger," Zac grinned. "Shit, wanting to go your own brother, I dunno what things are coming to.
"Get stuffed," Glenn said grinning. "Never happen anyway. Now I think it's your turn, but this time we'll lock the door. I don't think good ol' Stan would be quite so forgiving."
"Nah, probably not," Zac said, turning and locking the door.
He turned back to find Glenn on the bed ready for him. The next ten minutes were lost to them both as Zac made the sweetest love to Glenn before blowing a massive charge inside him. They lay together for many minutes; their lips locked, their tongues entwined.
Stan and Del were away till five thirty, Stan being in his usual angry mood on their return.
"Bloody, friggin' traffic," he said. "You can hardly stuffin' well move on the roads this time of night. And dickheads? The place is full of `em, even got passed on the wrong side on the way home. Anyway Zac, your trust account is set up, the money's in there and you're set mate. When you're eighteen, it's yours, every cent. Well done mate, you deserve it after what you went through."
Zac felt a constriction in his throat. Once again Stan and Del had done everything for him, just like his Mum and Dad had done all those years ago. He felt wanted again, he felt so comfortable with these people. His future was now certainly guaranteed.
To be continued.
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