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Chapter 12 ended
After leaving the Judges chambers, John and Jean announced that they had one more thing to do before they made their way home and set off in the car with J to somewhere but they would not tell J where
Chapter 13
After driving for less than ten minutes John pulled the car up outside a building which had a wall around it and some spiked railing on top of the wall. Getting out of the car John approached the gate and pressed an intercom buzzer. Jean and J stood just behind him as he told the box who they were and that they had come to attend their appointment. This made J very curious, but still they would not tell him anything. The box came back a few moments later and told them that they could enter and there followed a buzzing noise as John pushed against the gate, which clicked open as the automatic lock released it. The trio walked up the short path to the front door and John turned the handle and entered with J and Jean following close behind. They entered into a vestibule area with a desk off to the right behind which sat the voice in the box.
"Good afternoon, Mr Brackley, Mrs Brackley, and young man. If you will go through that door behind you and wait in the lounge, someone will be along to see you shortly." The voice said. "Thank you," John returned and they turned and walked through the door the receptionist had indicated and entered a rather large lounge with a couple of sofas and three or four single seater armchairs. John led them along to a sofa and indicated for J to sit between himself and Jean. All this was done in silence and the silence continued as they waited maybe a minute or minute and half. Then the same door they had walked through opened and woman walked in to the room with a little lad in tow. As soon as J saw the boy, he knew this was his half brother, because he looked so much like J had done at the same age.
Before anyone could do or say anything, J had slid off the couch to kneel on the floor and looking directly at the boy, "Hi Andy, I'm J, your brother and I am so glad to see you. I hope we can become friends." And he held out a hand in offer to shake the hand of the timid little boy in front of him. Andy looked at J, then at John and Jean who were smiling, and then he looked up at the lady who had led him into the room. The woman let go of Andy's hand and said, "Yes, Andy, this is your brother, and you have already met John and Jean last week. Do you remember?" Andy nodded his head and took a small step towards J. Seeing this J shuffled forward a little on his knees while John and Jean both greeted Andy. "Hey, it's ok to be nervous bro. I'm nearly 16 and I'm nervous too and I already know John and Jean here." J said as he smiled at Andy. "Hi." A very soft and timid voice said as Andy and J got close enough to shake hands. Then J moved to sit cross legged on the floor and patted the floor in front of him in an indication that he wanted Andy to sit in front of him. "You see, my hair is the same colour as yours and so are my eyes. I guess we must get them from our mother, but I don't know for sure as I have not seen her for a very long time." J said, trying to make Andy feel more comfortable in this strange situation, for Andy also had not known of his brother until just the week previous when John and Jean had met him for the first time.
The woman who had brought Andy in then moved over and sat in one of the armchairs where she began to have a conversation with John and Jean. J only caught snatches of the conversation, but heard enough to know that the Brackleys were very hopeful of a favourable outcome to the adoption bid. In the meantime, Andy and J were getting to know each other, slowly at first and then with some pretty rapid conversation. Within half an hour, they were chatting away about what they liked and disliked, discovering that they had very much in common; right down to liking the same sort of clothing and colours. They both like sausages and mash and J told Andy he could cook sausages and mash and hoped that he would be able to do that for Andy's first meal when he moved in with them. This part of their conversation was overheard by the woman who interrupted and told them not to get their hopes up too much yet as nothing had been decided and it was out of their hands as to what would happen. "We know that, but I also know that John and Jean are very good and so I don't think that there will be any problems to this going ahead." J said and then turning to Andy, "I call them mum and dad now because they are my mum and dad and you will find out that they are yours too."
They talked for a little longer and then it was announced that it was time to go. J was visibly upset at having to leave his half brother behind and told him to hang in as it would not be too long before he had a real home to live in. Andy in turn looked like he was upset, but it might just have been that he was still a bit bewildered by all that happened as it was a lot for a little 5 year old to take in. Then J, who had stood up, bent down again and scooped Andy up into a hug and let him go again with the words, "See you soon little bro." Andy just nodded in his confusion and allowed himself to be led out of the room again.
Once they were back in the car, J began talking excitedly about how Andy looked and how he had looked exactly the same at that age and how it was going to be great to have a little brother to help and look after. Then he turned serious and asked why he was kept locked up in that place. "Oh, they are not really locked in; they are inside a place where they can be safe. Some of the children in that home have family who are not happy that their child has been taken away from them and will do whatever they can to get the child back and so they have to make the home secure to keep that sort of person out. It is also why the lady stayed with us the whole time we were visiting, to make sure we did not do anything to harm Andy.
Whey they got home, Jean suggested that J get straight on with doing his homework and she would do the drinks and cook the tea for them, as it would be good for J to have done as much of his holiday work before he leaves on camp as she was sure he would not get any of it done on camp and so he would have to cram a lot in when he got home from camp. "It's ok mum, I don't have any holiday homework as we are moving up a year after the holidays and so the teachers don't know who will be teaching us what and never set homework for the summer hols." J told Jean. "Of course, I was forgetting. Well in that case, you can go and get changed out of your uniform and then come down and do the drinks while I get on with the tea." "Sure thing, mum." J agreed. J took the stairs in leaps and bounded into his room, nudging the door closed behind him. In seconds he was standing totally stark naked in front of the mirror looking at his hardening cock and wondering how his little brother looked in that department. Knowing he did not have enough time to have a wank, J pulled himself away from the mirrors and pulled on a pair of shorts and a vest and bounded down the stairs again to go and make the drinks.
They had a relaxing time over their drinks and the tea and then J excused himself to go and shower and get to bed, for although it was officially the holidays, he was too tired to stay up late. Excused, he went back upstairs and straight to the bathroom where once again he was naked in record time. This time he closed both the bathroom door and the shower alcove door, but did not bother to lock the door as he knew neither of his parents would enter without his express permission. He turned the taps to get the water to the right temperature and once he was wet, he took the shower head off the hook and laid it down on the floor of the shower alcove. Then he poured a liberal amount of shower cream into his hand and began to rub it over his body, finding that by the time he got down to his cock, he was already hard and waiting. He placed one hand open, palm up under his cock and the other open, palm down over his cock and began to slide both hands back and forth as he wanked his plank.
Then moving into the corner of the alcove, he jammed his hands against the wall and began to move his hips so that he was fucking his hands. With the slipperiness of the shower cream and the addition of his own precum his cock was in ecstasy as his hips thrust and pulled it in and out of the hand vagina. At the same time his chest was rubbing on the two walls making the corner he was standing in and this excited his nipples which added to the sensations he was feeling in his cock head. As his orgasm neared, J changed his hands making a fist of one to continue to take his thrusting cock; he moved the other hand round to allow a finger to probe his pucker. In that position, however he could not reach far enough to allow his finger to penetrate his arse, but it was enough to stimulate the area and add more to the sensation he was experiencing at the front of him; and to bring him to a blasting orgasm of great proportions.
As his orgasm subsided, J released his cock and squatting on the floor of the alcove, he picked up the shower head and aimed the needle jets at his bum and then moved it so that the spray moved down his crack and over to his balls and still rock hard cock and then back again, washing away the soap while tickling and stimulating his erogenous zones in that area. After a while of this, J stood up and replacing the shower head turned and moved to wash the rest of the soap off his body and then after drying he pulled on his shorts only to make his way to his room, where after removing the shorts he climbed into bed and was asleep in minutes.
These chapters have a way of growing. I hope you are enjoying the story so far and I promise that J will be on his way to camp in the next chapter.
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