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Chapter 75.
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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Second Best
Part: 075
Universe: Second Best
Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their
families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom.
Keywords: nosex
Keywords for full story: F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg-
inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc
Chapter 75
Brothers
Tim Vincent rolled out of bed as soon as the alarm went off, having
learned that letting Eddie hit the bathroom first hammered his schedule.
While he was dressing, however, he received an uncharacteristic visit from
his younger brother. Eddie stuck his head in the bedroom door, and shuffled
in a little furtively. "Hi, Big Brother."
"Hey, Scrap, what's up?" Tim grinned. Eddie hated that nickname.
It turned out, however that Eddie felt that what he had to say was too
important to allow himself to be baited; he merely frowned for a moment
before brushing it off. "Hey, I gotta thank you. I owe you, big time."
"What for? Ah! Things are working out with Denise?" Tim grinned.
"Yeah..." Eddie turned pink.
"Audition's over all ready?" Tim winked.
"Yeah. I aced it!"
"You've got that look... Give! Denise give you one of her award
winning blowjobs already?"
Eddie looked at his shoes. "Uh, blowjobs are for casual
acquaintances, and I'm a lot closer to her than that..."
"Ho ho!" Tim cocked an eyebrow and chuckled, "Just how close we
talking?"
Eddie's voice was hushed, but his eyes were feverish, "I've
been...inside!"
Tim's eyebrows rose. "What? Already? You MUST have aced the
audition. And she was nervous as a cat in a dog run! How'd you do it?"
"Told her I loved her - and meant it! Kept my hands to myself 'til
well after I was invited. Treated her like a lady - MY lady!" Confidence
flowed from Eddie as he made these assertions.
Tim nodded sagely. "And now she is. Grinning, he punched Eddie's
shoulder. "So, how was your first piece, Little Brother? Where'd you do
it? You've got no car..."
"We did it right! In her room, in her bed! Damn it was good! She
screams bloody murder when she comes! The first time, her mama came running
upstairs to see if I was killing her or something! Luckily, it was obvious
she wasn't hurting!" Once started, Eddie couldn't confess quickly enough.
Tim figured he'd better offer a word of warning. "Careful who you
tell! Girls - even Denise! - don't like being talked about. It's between
you and her!"
"I know. You're a special case. Everybody'll figure they know, but I
won't be giving out details. It'll be impossible to hide, though - she's
all over me like a coat of paint!" Eddie started out sober, but couldn't
help grinning.
"So! You made her happy?" Tim grinned back.
"Ecstatic! Denise may have blown half of the school, but she said I
was only the third person to get between her legs! Apparently, the other
two were no great shakes..." Eddie's face took on a frown. "I think she
was raped... and it has a lot to do with what she's been doing."
Tim nodded. "You know, that makes a lot of sense. Sleeping around
afterward is one of the things they do. Whoever did it probably told her
she was a piss poor fuck, too. You're gonna have to be real careful until
she has some self-esteem."
Eddie nodded. "I think I've got the treatment - lots of TLC!"
"Yeah, well, I'm proud of you, Little Brother! Maybe we can double
again, soon! I plan to give Dolores one helluva Prom night - if I can get
her to hold out that long! After that..."
"Cool! Sounds great!"
Tim had finished dressing during the conversation, so he waved Eddie
out the door toward the kitchen and breakfast.
Trish looked up as the boys hit the kitchen door, and sensed something
immediately. Both of them were hiding something - something a mother
doesn't REALLY want to know. She eyed the pair warily. "You boys are sure
spending a lot of time out of the house, lately. It was almost nine before
I saw either of you last night. Tim, you being a senior, while it's sudden,
it's not that surprising. YOU, on the other hand..." She eyed Eddie
steadily.
"Get used to it," Tim remonstrated. "Eddie has a two year jump on me.
The good news is he's picked a nice one out of the box, and unless I miss my
guess, you won't have to call around any to find him."
"Lordy! The Love Bug bit you, too?" Eddie nodded solemnly. "Do I
know the girl?"
Eddie looked pained. Tim again rode to the rescue, "I think so.
Problem is, you've only heard about the 'old', 'Before Eddie' version, so
you might not approve of her."
Trish's eyes narrowed, "Okay, out with it - who are we talking about?"
Eddie firmed up. "Mandi's sister, Denise."
Trish's eyes widened. "Isn't that the trollop who's been..."
"Mom!" Eddie wasn't having any. He roared. Trish clammed up in
spite of herself.
Tim injected sweet reason into the conversation. "Denise is turning
over a new leaf. She is very sweet on Eddie, and is no longer interested in
promiscuous sex. Surely you plan to applaud this and will want to offer her
your support."
Trish eyed Eddie. "So she's given up ALL sexual activity?" she asked,
instinctively knowing the answer and daring Eddie to lie.
Again, Tim mediated, "That would be asking a bit much, wouldn't it?
On the other hand, she's being highly selective - and showing EXCELLENT
taste..."
Trish frowned. "How come you're covering Eddie like a blanket?
What's in it for you?"
"Nothing. I happen to approve. Denise approached me about her desire
to clean up her act, and I'm convinced she's sincere. She also related to
me that under other circumstances, she'd have made a play for Eddie some
time ago, but that as she was, she didn't deserve him. I, and later Eddie,
convinced her he's a bigger man than that. I think they're good for one
another. I'm hoping you'll live up to the standards you set for us." Tim
was positively unctuous.
"Well... I'll withhold judgment," Trish allowed.
"That's fair," said Eddie, flatly. He'd hoped for more, but...
"It'll work, or it won't. Both of you have time to recover, if it
doesn't. In the meantime, I'll give her a fair shake." Trish adjusted her
bun unconsciously.
"Good!" announced Tim, "Can we move on to breakfast?"
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