Introduction
Cole knew very well all his friends had already made out with his little brother.
Not just kissed him but full-on made out. Ever since the kid told them he was gay, all his friends had had a running bet that they were the one Baby was in love with, with no original proof Cole's little brother was into any of them at all. Over the years, they had gone about proving that.
Nolan, his best friend from the track and field team, had been the first to do it. He was the closest to the brothers, hanging at their house every evening Cole wasn't at his, and spending every summer with both of them. It had happened in July, one summer. Cole could see his baby brother had a massive crush on their tall black friend, and that summer Nolan had started braiding his hair, a style he'd not given up since, making him even more irresistible than he already was to girls and gays. One day at the beach, after they'd allowed and supervised the smoking of Baby's first few drags off the joint, while Cole had gone back into the water, he'd seen on the shore, in the shadow of the parasol, his friend kissing his little brother, and Baby giggling when it was done.
That same summer, actually, Nolan had inaugurated the nickname: Baby. All the guys in the group had started using it, as that summer, they all started openly flirting with him. Only Cole now ever called him by his name, Calvin, and only ever in front of their parents. In private, he was Baby.
After Nolan, Hunter had been the one to take the prize, also that summer. For a week, Nolan had dominated conversations among the guys by proclaiming he was the one Baby was in love with. The others argued it was only a crush, and Hunter stayed silent but spent the whole time flirting twice as hard, until he too kissed him, one afternoon around his parent's pool. Now that Baby had kissed a white guy, Nolan could no longer say he would "become a snow bunny for sure". But Hunter was also track and field, and the theory developed the kid was into that type of body.
So the third to get it, right at the end of August that summer, was Asher. He wanted to prove this was all bullshit, and the kid had crushed on all of them all along. Ash was a lax bro, the smallest of them all, and the most stacked, a tank of a guy. He made out with Baby in front of everyone, and severely, encouraging him to feel up his muscles. They'd all smoked on the patio at the brothers' house while their parents were out, and after that Ash and the kid played it for laughs, but Ash knew he had proved his point.
Over the year after that, all the other guys got make out sessions. Olly impressed the kid at the skate park with his moves, one evening and they ended up making out against a car in the parking lot. During the Homecoming Dance, Camden let his date dance with her girls a while and, to console the kid from having no date at all, made out with him in a deserted hallway. And right before Christmas, once, Santino directly requested a kiss from Baby, saying it was his present, and complaining he was the only guy in the group not to have gotten it.
Since then it had become routine. Cole would bring his brother along when he was out with his friends, and all of them would act as his boyfriends for the night, unless they were distracted by some girls. But there would always be one, generally, to flirt with Baby and distract him to the end of the night. Often, it was Nolan. He was the only one still arguing Baby was in love with one of them (himself) when all the others said he had crushes on all of them. Besides Cole, Nolan and Hunter doing track and field, the others practiced soccer and lacrosse: they were all cute to handsome, in shape, and just a bit older enough that it was interesting to his little brother without being inappropriate, so the theory held up for a while. Plus they were all straight but willing to kiss him, a gay boy's delight.
But one day, when Nolan had broached the topic again and Cole was a bit too drunk and high to do his usual thing of silently pretending he didn't care, he said, "You know, I know my brother pretty well and of course, he's got a crush on all of you, he's a horny boy - but he's also quite likely to be in love with one of you, he's so shy, he's never gonna meet anyone on his own."
That just renewed the guy's drive to flirt with Baby at all times. During movie nights, they argued to be the one sharing a comfy chair with Baby, having him on their lap. During parties they brought him beer and shared joints with him, danced with him and defended him from annoying people. God forbid the kid shiver a bit, there would be six guys shedding jackets and sweatshirts trying to stack layers upon him.
And there was always the kissing and heavy petting. Cole entered a kitchen and he'd find his brother sitting on the island, with tall Nolan standing between his legs, getting his tongue sucked on by Baby while stroking his lower back under the shirt. Cole went to the garden to have a smoke and Santino was laying on a chaise longue, Baby over him, kissing while gently petting his hair. Cole drove his car and he could see Olly in the rearview laying little kisses in Baby's neck, moving on to the cheek, the lips, and finally putting his tongue in the kid's mouth. Cole played video games and turned his head and Baby was on Camden's lap, begging him to spit in his mouth.
It never stopped.
Cole cared. He cared very much. When he first saw Nolan kissing Baby, he stayed unmoving in the sea, water up to his belly, safe in the knowledge it hid his erection. Something unlocked that day playing video games, when Camden grabbed Baby by the cheeks, made him open his mouth, and carefully dropped spit into his mouth. They had been kissing for a while when Baby had whispered, "Please Cam, just spit in my mouth, I wanna drink your spit..." He had been unsure at first but then spent ten minutes doing it. Cole, sitting on the edge of his bed, had just laid back on it, head turned toward the action.
He knew the others could see how hard he was. None of them ever spoke of it. He didn't touch himself or even acknowledge it.
He liked seeing Nolan and Camdem with Baby most of all, and knew it was because they were black. He shuddered to think sometimes of how big they could be, and felt shame at the idea of objectifying his friends that way. And he hated seeing Baby with Hunter, his friend and rival since kindergarten, though it turned him on about as much as imagining his brother getting roughed up or girlified by black guys.
So he said nothing. He let them do what they wanted, knowing his brother was a very willing participant. He watched. He liked watching.
Then there was the incident, and he lost it for a moment.
To mark the beginning of summer, when they were 20 and Baby 18 and newly graduated from high school, Cole organized a party as soon as his parents agreed to leave for the weekend. It was to be an intimate party with just the guys, their girlfriends (Ash, Hunter and Cam were with girls by then and had to cool off on the flirting when they were there) and of course, Baby.
As soon as the party started, Santino took over the task of being Baby's boyfriend for the night, dragging him around by the hand, mixing him drinks, sharing his weed, and making out with him as often as the girlfriends were not looking directly at them so as not to arouse suspicion about the whole thing or remake Tino's reputation.
It was around 2 am that Cole realized he hadn't seen his brother in a while. Looking around, he failed to find Santino either in the garden, or around the pool. Getting up, he told Nolan, "I'm gonna look for them, see if they're making out or sleeping."
They weren't in the kitchen or the living room. Cole pushed upstairs and found Baby's bedroom with the door open, the lights off and the bed empty. He pushed past the empty bathroom, their parent's locked bedroom and finally arrived at his closed bedroom door, under which he saw a sliver of light.
Too drunk to react, he just stopped and looked at the light, not putting two and two together until he managed to separate the noise from the party downstairs from that of the voices in his bedroom.
He heard Santino say, "Holy fuck, Baby, you do that so well," and understood things had gone too far. Before he could push the door, he heard, "Fuck, push it in there, yeah..."
What?
"Again..." and heavy panting from Santino. "Push it, fucking put it all in there, come on, be my good little slut... This is so fucking good, fuck!"
Cole laid his head against the door as carefully as he could. He could not believe his friend would jump from making out with a boy he called Baby Girl half the time to getting fucked by him.
Everything clarified when he heard his little brother draw breath and say, "Fuck, I wish my tongue was longer."
"It's fucking perfect, Baby Girl, you're eating it so well... Keep going, fuck yeah! keep it going, slut, you're going to get your reward..."
"Yes, papi," he heard his brother say with an obviously too open mouth.
Baby must have done something right because Santino let out a guttural moan, then, "You are such a good whore, Baby Girl, I love how much of a slut you want to be for me... Put that tongue deeper again, yeah, fuck me with it..." Another moan.
Cole slowly opened the door. He had an erection but his head was beating, his heart as well, and he was possessed by an anger he could not manage. He wanted to see, he wanted to yell.
He was and stayed silent. The bed was facing the door so he saw Santino, doggy style, and his brother, kneeling at the foot of the bed, face in Tino's ass, both from the back. Tino was holding Baby's head by the hand and pushing him into his asscheeks.
"Come on, slut, get me there and you'll get your reward..."
With more anger in his voice than he thought possible, Cole asked, "And what's the reward?"
They both jumped. Baby jumped away from Tino, away from the bed, backing off towards the window on the left. Santino, jumped off the bed and backed off toward the closet on the right, near where his pants and boxers lay discarded. Right before they jumped out, Cole had seen that Tino had had his dick and balls pushed out against the edge of the bed so Baby could see them or possibly play with them. Even now, Tino was still hard and Cole could not help focus on the dick. He raised his eyes to those of his friends and used the fear he saw there to calmly ask, "How big?"
"Uh... Nine inches and a bit."
"Fucking thick, too. Nice."
"Uh... Yeah, thanks."
"So. What's the reward?"
"Look, man -"
"I asked for it," came Baby's voice from the other side of the room. He stood up and looked at his brother, defiant. "We were making out and I saw Cam go to his car to fuck his girl, and Hunter doing it behind the big tree in the front yard with his girl and I thought, fuck, I want some dick too." And he crossed his arms.
"That was some ass," Cole pointed out.
"We made a deal." Baby took off his glasses, his curly Venetian blond hair falling over his eyes as he looked down, and started to clean them with his t-shirt. "I asked if I could suck his dick, finally, and he said okay but only if I did something for him first."
Cole laughed through his anger and turned back to Tino. "I'm sorry, sucking your dick isn't for you?"
"I'm sorry, man!" He had put on his underwear, which barely hid the fact he still had an erection, and was trying to put his pants back on. "Look, Baby's been asking me for like a year to let him suck me. Of course it'd feel good for me, but I haven't been the one asking, you know?"
"You're a fucking gentleman, right?"
"Well, I'm sorry, I'm drunk and I thought -" but he didn't go any further.
Baby put his glasses back on and finished for him. "Tino thought I would be amenable to give him his first rimjob since he hasn't dared ever ask a girl."
"Which is normal, by the way!" Cole was truly angry. "We are 20 and you are 18, it is quite normal not to have had a rimjob or sucked a dick at our ages."
"Yeah, but I'm not a kid anymore, I'm 18 and I want to," answered the kid.
After a second of silence, Tino added, "Yeah, I really wanted to as well. Sorry."
Baby came up to Cole and grabbed him by the shoulders in the semblance of a hug. "I'm not made of sugar, and I don't belong to you, Cole."
"But my friends -"
"The guys who have been protecting me from bullies and have been my friends when no one would be because I'm the town fag cannot be bad for me, Cole. They are the obvious opposite."
Cole turned to Tino, stayed silent a moment, and looked at his erection that would not go down. "A year, huh?"
"Baby's persistent."
"And you resisted that long."
"Many reasons. All of them obvious."
"Waiting for that clock to tick eighteen, yeah."
Baby, again, responded for him. "I told him what I told you. All of you were fucking by 18. Why not me? I've waited long, why can't I seize the few opportunities I have with guys?" Cole held himself back from responding, which Baby saw. They knew each other well. "Say the dumb thing you want to say, Cole."
"I'm worried because we were fucking girls, who are nice and good, and you'll be fucked by boys, who are... dumb and bad."
"Very good." Baby got on his tippy toes and kissed Cole on the forehead.
A flash traversed Cole that a few minutes ago, the same mouth had been eating his friend's ass like it was the only sustenance in the world.
Cole gave a hug to his baby brother, keeping his erection away from him. He then walked all the way to Tino and stood silent in front of him a moment. "You haven't finished, then."
"Well yeah, there was this whole reward thing."
"Yeah, tell me."
Tino looked down at his feet and half whispered. "When I was about to bust from the rimjob... he was supposed to, like... swallow me and... after he would be allowed to, like, keep sucking it to get a second nut..."
"Oh, is that all? Two nuts for nasty Tino."
"Fuck, man, Baby wants to learn how to suck cock..."
"And I figured," Baby said, "Tino would have a good training cock."
Cole closed the distance between them. He thought for a second about what he was doing, and decided to be brave. So he grabbed Tino's erection through his pants and underwear. "Still hasn't gone down."
Tino closed his eyes and moaned. "Fuck, bro -"
"Why on my bed?"
"Baby's idea," whispered Tino.
Cole let go of him and walked towards the door. "You should finish if you want to finish. You're right, Baby, it's not up to me. Simple ground rules, though: not when the parents are in the house, and not in my fucking room unless I say it's okay, okay?"
Baby was smiling as he said, "No problem, we'll go to my room."
"Good, Tino you can sleep over there, I'll take Olly in my bed and Nolan can take the extra long couch that's appropriate to his height. Have fun you two."
When he sat back down next to Nolan in the garden, he just said, "They're up there doing oral."
Nolan turned to him in shock. "I'm sorry?"
As if it were normal, Cole answered, "Tino's getting his first rimjob and in exchange, he'll let Baby give his first blowjob."
Nolan looked down. "And you're hard."
"Yeah. Tino's cock is enormous."
Nolan laughed. "Not as much as mine, I bet, but it's gotta be impressive to a white boy like you," he added, slipping a malicious look at Cole. "But fuck Tino, I wanted to be the first in Baby's throat."
Cole's cock got even harder, locked up tight in his pants. He turned his eyes up to the house, where Baby's bedroom was now lit. "Sorry, man, I think Tino gets his throat cherry tonight." Then he laughed to himself. "I wonder who's gonna get his other cherry."
Nolan looked around competitively at his friends around the cooling party, laying around in chairs, calmly talking. "Better be me."
"Bro, none of you are even bi."
"Neither are you, nor are you a perv, and yet you're still hard as a fucking horse thinking about your little brother choking on Tino's ass and fat cock, yeah? No, if I get boy pussy, and white boy pussy to be exact, it better be cherry, and it better be Baby's." Then Nolan turned to Cole and for an instant, he wasn't his best friend since childhood but a predator speaking to a prey. "His or yours. It should be me, after all these years."
