All Grown Up: Chapter 8

Closing the laptop and shutting off the television I sit in a stunned silence.  My turbulent emotions roiled inside of me.  I didn’t know how to feel.  I wasn’t exactly happy, I’d just watched a man…a bigger better man…fuck my girl like I never could.  Yet I had no reason to be upset.  Everything went to plan.  All the rules were followed.  Bret had his virginity taken, had his one orgasm, protection was worn, there was no anal, he was leaving right afterward, and they never once kissed.  It wasn’t Bret’s fault he was the way he was, and it wasn’t Emiko’s that she enjoyed it so much, yet I still felt hard done by.  Adding to my confusion was the painfully stiff boner in my pants.

In something of a daze I look around me not quite sure what to do with myself.  How was I going to look Bret in the eye after he’d just done that?  I push that from my mind for now as I hide the wad of soiled tissues and unused bottled of lubricant.  Picking up my phone I glance at the screen.  Oh yeah, I forgot my mother had texted.  I browse the messages just to make sure there was no family emergency or anything.

What I read was shocking, but it connected some dots.

“Rhett, Bret told me about your stupid idea with Emiko.”  The first one read.  “I can’t get a hold of him, is he there?  You aren’t going through with it I hope.”  Then the next a few minutes later.  “Rhett, you need to know something.  Bret’s biological father and I didn’t cheat.  I wasn’t unfaithful.”  Then the final one.  “Rhett, I don’t know how to say this but…your dad is a cuckold.  There was falling out among us over my pregnancy but I never cheated, it was all consensual.  Bret’s dad was our bull.  And Rhett, with Bret the apple didn’t fall too far from the tree.  DO NOT LET HIM FUCK EMIKO!  You’ll regret it.”

Setting the phone down I start to laugh.  Dad was a cuckold!?  Mom cucked him!?  Dad let her!?  I couldn’t believe it…and yet I could.  Before tonight I would have thought less of him, but now I understood.  At least a little.  That mix of lust and jealousy was a powerful concoction.  And Bret’s biological father was my mother’s big dicked lover?  That certainly explained some things.  Just as Bret’s father had cucked mine, he had just done the same to me.  The universe had a sense of humor, there was no doubt.  I laugh and laugh and laugh even though the joke had been on me.  

I am still chuckling when my brother bounds down the stairs with a bright spring in his step.

“What’s so funny?”  He asks.

His upbeat mood disarms me.  Pushing the images of him railing my girlfriend from my mind I turn to him.

“Nothin.”  I shake my head then stand and approach him.  “My, you seem chipper.  I don’t know…looser, more relaxed.”

“I did it!  I really did it!  We did it!”  He excitedly motions to the tv.  “You were watching Rhett?  Did you see?”

“I may have tuned in once or twice.”  I quip.

“I did good, didn’t I?”  His beaming face couldn’t have been prouder.  “Emiko really liked it!  Didn’t she?”

He wanted someone to tell him he did good.  He wanted me to tell him.  The big brother he’d always looked up to.  His open innocent brotherly love was too much.  He deserved no ire for what had happened.  I pull him into a big hug and kiss his head, even after washing up a bit he still smelled of sweat and sex.  “Ya did great bud.  Ya did real good.”

“Sex is so good!”  He says.  “Girls are amazing!  Emiko is so wonderful!”

“That she is.”

Stepping back he is buzzing with confident energy.  He stood taller, his eyes didn’t flinch away when I looked at him, there was a fresh optimism about him.  Taking a big deep breath he lets it out.  “I don’t know how I can ever thank you big brother.”

“You’re welcome Bret.”  I smile.

“Rhett…I, uh…I love you.”

“Aww.”  I pat his cheek.  “I love you too bud.”  I motion for the door.  “Now get outta here will ya!  I’d like to take my turn…if you left anything for me that is.”

“Ha!”  He chortles and blushes.  “Okay.  See ya!”  Grabbing his coat and shoes he hurries out the door.  Leaping from our front step he lets out a whoop of celebration.  “Woo hoo!”  Before prancing across our yard toward his car.

“Unbelievable.”  I mutter as I close and lock the door.

Slowly I turn to face the stairs, gather myself, then head on up.  All of this had been so much more than we’d been expecting.  I wasn’t quite sure what was about to go down between Emiko and I.  How in the hell could I face her after that!?  I was about to find out.

Chapter 9