Son of an American Housewife part 3
Usual disclaimers apply. I don't own these characters. Pure fiction. I welcome your comments chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com
The entire ride over, Cooper had begged Oliver to tell him where they were going, but Oliver wouldn't give a hint. Cooper, who had always been the follower to Oliver's lead, had become even more subservient to Oliver in the two weeks since Oliver had surprised him in his bunk bed by slipping his dick up his ass. Since that time, Cooper had become a love sick puppy. Anywhere Oliver went, Cooper was right behind him. He hung on every word Oliver said. Oliver, who was naturally vein and cocky ate up the extra attention. And while they never talked about what happened during the day, each night Cooper lay in bed, eager with anticipation, and would almost cum when he heard the faint thud as Oliver's feet his the floor next to the bed. He knew what it meant. To make it easier for Oliver, Cooper had taken to sleeping in only his pajama top with no bottoms. Easier access.
But today, Oliver had said they were going on an adventure. Cooper was driving, but Oliver refused to give him the address of their destination. Instead, he would tell Cooper where to turn. In a way, It was just another way for Oliver to exert control over Cooper. And while Cooper pretended to be slightly irritated at Oliver's secrecy, Oliver's games actually excited Cooper. As he drove, he shifted his boner in his pants.
Finally they arrived to a modest mansion (one of dozens in Westport). Cooper didn't recognize it. The gate was open so they drove in an park along the circular drive. "Whose house is this?" Cooper asked. Oliver just smirked, which again made Cooper's boner throb. They went to the door and Oliver rang the bell. A short and stout woman in an apron answered the door and immediately smiled at the sight of Oliver.
"Mr. Otto," she said as she hugged him. "Amelda!" he returned as he hugged back. "We haven't seen you here in a while!" she said as Oliver produced a small brown paper package from his pocket, previously unknown to Cooper. "I know, it's been a while," Oliver said. "I brought you those candies you like." Amelda hugged Oliver again as she took the package, "Always so thoughtful." Cooper recognized this routine. Oliver did it a lot. It worked usually on adults. He would ingratiate himself with small gifts, or compliments, or some small gesture and with certain adults, it would purchase the desired outcome. Extra time to turn in homework, a free pass out of that days gym class, free admission to a movie. Oliver's smile got him everywhere. And whatever he wanted from Amelda, Cooper knew he already had it.
Amelda smiled again, "I'm afraid Mr. Windsor isn't home yet. But you could wait in his room I am sure he will be along any minute." Once again, Oliver smiled and said, "that would be perfect, but maybe don't tell him we are here? Kind of wanted to surprise him." Amelda offered them beverages, which were politely declined, and Oliver led the way upstairs to a suite of rooms at the end of a long hallway. Inside the room, Cooper saw a picture on a dresser of Oliver's older sister and her boyfriend. Cooper, how was a little slow on the uptake, finally put the pieces together. "TRIP Windsor! What are we doing at your sister's boyfriend's house?" Cooper seemed genuinely confused.
Oliver opened his mouth to speak when they heard a card door slam outside the window. They both went to the window and looked down to see Trip walking from his car to the front door. "You'll see soon enough," Oliver said in his usually mischievous tone. "But right now you have to hide!" Oliver grabbed Cooper by the shoulders and began shuffling him around the room. Cooper was confused, but had no time to argue before Oliver shoved him into a gigantic walk-in closet and pushed the door nearly shut, leaving a small crack through which Cooper could see inside the room. "Now don't come out until I tell you." Oliver said before walking over to the bed and sitting down. Cooper admired Oliver's body as he walked across the room. His slim frame accented by his tight fitting khaki shorts and button down shirt. Oliver's formerly skinny frame had packed on a hint of muscle in the arms, chest, and claves. Cooper didn't have these words in his vocabulary, but he loved Oliver. He wanted nothing more than to please Oliver. And in just two weeks he had come to ache for the moment each night when he would feel Oliver's weight on top of him as he slipped his thick cock inside him.
After what seemed like a long time, the door opened and Cooper heard Trip yelp as he closed the door behind him. "Oliver!" Trip shouted. "What....what are you doing here." Cooper wasn't the quickest wit, but he knew from Trip's tone of voice that he knew what Oliver was doing there. Now if only Cooper knew. "Oh Trip." You know why I'm here. As Oliver said this, he leaned back on the bed and spread his legs wide, (what on a subway you would call man-spreading). Trip stepped closer and Cooper could now seem him through the door. "I....I thought maybe we were done with that. You haven't been here in a few weeks so...." Trip stammered. "Now Trip," Oliver smirked. Oliver was always smirking. "You know the deal. You give me what I want, when I want, and in exchange, my sister doesn't find out about the other girls you have been talking to online." Trip stepped closer and spoke softly like it was was secret, "It wasn't girls, it was just one girl, and nothing happened. It was just talk." Oliver sat up straight and pulled his phone from his pocket and pretended to start a call. "Well, I'm sure my sister would understand how `just talk' resulted in you sending this girl pics of your dick, so why don't we just fill her in on the situation right now...."
Trip lunged forward and grabbed the phone away from Oliver, "No! No. She will be mad. And when she gets mad she is just like your Mom. And she scars me. I'll do what you want. Just promise she will never know." Oliver shook his head in agreement. Cooper was shocked when Trip got down on his knees in front of Oliver and began to unfasten Oliver's belt. Oliver put his hand on Trip's shoulder, "Now now, you know the rules. You have to take your clothes off first. Remember, you don't want to get them dirty."
Trip made a gesture that said, "Silly me!" and stood. He quickly began to strip, revealing his defined muscled chest and arms. Cooper felt his dick harden again as Trip yanked down his pants and underwear revealing a firm ass. Trip turned to lay his pants on a chair and Cooper got a glimpse of Trips soft dick, easily six inches fully soft and swinging over his big balls. Cooper instinctively unbuckled his own pants and began gently stroking his cock in the darkness of the closet.
"You know," Trip said, now fully at ease and seemingly onboard with whatever was about to happen, "I still don't understand how you found out about the girl online. And why you won't tell me who she really is. I mean, she showed you my pics so, you must know here pretty well." Trip and Cooper were both too dim to see the obvious. Oliver had catfished Trip into sending him nude pics and then blackmailed him into sexual favors. Not a new trick, but one that had worked like a charm with Trip. "Don't worry about it," Oliver said slyly. "Just hurry up and get over here."
Trip, now naked save for his angle high white socks, got on all fours in front of Oliver at the edge of the bed and unbuckled Oliver's belt. In a quick and practiced move, Trip, slipped down Oliver's shorts and undies to reveal his fully erect cock. Cooper, now intimately familiar with this particular cock, marveled at how large it looked, especially with Oliver's slight frame. The cock quickly disappeared from view down Trip's throat. Once Trip's eyes were down and focused on the task at hand, Oliver locked eyes with Cooper through the closet door and stared at him intently as he slowly unbuttoned and then pulled open his shirt. He gently rubbed his hand over his own slightly defined pec. This drove Cooper wild as he stepped out of his pants, continuing to stroke, now only in his shirt and socks.
After a few more moments, Oliver put his finger to his lips to indicate a "shhh" and then waived for Cooper to come out. Cooper hesitated at first, but then he gently pushed the door open and stepped silently out onto the carpet. The air felt cool on his raging hardon. Oliver motioned him closer. Cooper was totally silent as he came to stand within inches of were Trip was kneeling on the floor. Trip was oblivious. As Trip intently bobbed his head up and down on Oliver's cock, Oliver made a motion to Cooper that Cooper didn't understand. He flipped Cooper the bird and then motioned it toward Cooper's ass. Cooper looked confused (as he often did). Finally Oliver mouthed, "grab his ass" and made hand-closing gesture which Cooper understand. And so he gently slapped his hand on Trip's defined ass cheek.
Trip exploded up out of the floor and in one quick motion was flipped over onto his back in a lobster crawl style pose. He yelled quietly as he did this. Now facing up, Cooper got a better look at Trip's cock and balls. His cock was now fully erect and an easy eight inches. Clearly sucking dick did something for Trip that perhaps he didn't want to admit to himself. Trip stammered, but perhaps strongly, made no attempt to hide his nakedness. "What are you....We were just....I didn't." Oliver placed a hand on Trip's face which made Trip whip his face to the side to look at Oliver. His face was panicked and scared. Sure he had been found out. "Relax.....shhh....it's ok" Oliver said kindly. "He is with me." Trip was still confused, but the fear left his face. Cooper also noticed at that moment that Trip's hard dick, twitched, which made his own dick twitch.
Trip was less scared but still confused, "Why.....Cooper....why is your dick out?" Cooper was about to speak but Oliver spoke for him, "Come on Trip, you know why." Trip looked a little disappointed when he realized he did. "I got that lube you told me to get," Trip said. "Could he at least use that lube? You didn't use any last time and it really hurt. Like REALLY hurt." Oliver turned his head in playful thought before saying, "I suppose." Trip, now happy like a kid whose just been told he was going to Disney World, hopped up out of the floor (his big hard dick flopping around) and grabbed a tube from his nightstand before returning and gingerly handing Cooper the tube of lube. "Just don't be too rough ok?" Trip said, momentarily locking his beautiful eyes with Cooper before getting back down on the floor and assuming the position.
Without being told, Trip once again because sucking Oliver's cock. Cooper was dumbfounded. But Oliver quickly snapped him out of it by literally snapping his fingers to get Cooper's attention. "What are you waiting for Coop? he said. "Just put some lube on it and stick it in." Cooper, still rock hard, put some lube on the tip of his cock and quickly rubbed it up and down before stepping closer and then kneeling behind Trip. Trip's ass was spread wide because of the placement of his knees, and Cooper could easily see Trip's tight hole. Cooper, having only seen this part in videos, positioned the tip of his cock at the edge of Trip's hole and gently pushed in. There was resistance at first, then he slipped inside and let a white heat on his cock. Trip grunted, but never took his mouth off of Oliver. Cooper, began to slide inside but the feeling was so intense that he almost immediately began to feel like he could cum. He hesitated, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to stop it. He blurted out, "I'm gonna cum!" Oliver was calm, "It's okay, just push all the way in. All the way in." As Cooper started to cum, he did as Oliver instructed and pushed hard into Trip's ass, sliding himself all the way inside. Once again, Trip grunted, but the sound was muffled by Oliver's cock in his mouth.
Cooper shuddered as his balls emptied inside Trip. After two or three waves, his orgasm started to subside and he collapsed on top of Trip, who effortlessly supported his weight all while not missing a stroke in the expert blow job he was giving Oliver. Cooper, having recovered some from his intense orgasm, looked up sheepishly at Oliver and said a sincere, "I'm sorry." Oliver smiled and gently touched his face, "Don't be. You did great. Besides, I don't have all day! In fact...." Oliver smirked again as he pulled Trips face up by his beautiful hair, "So now that he loosed you up, you ready for me?" Trip nodded as Oliver stood. Cooper stood also, feeling awkward and not knowing what to do. Oliver directed Cooper back to where he had been sitting on the bed, but had him lay on his belly. Confused, Cooper did as he was told and soon felt Trip's warm tongue on his asshole. Oliver liked to rim, and Cooper had discovered over the last two weeks that he could almost cum just from a tongue on his hole. Cooper felt Trip grunt again, this time because Oliver had sunk his massive cock in Trip's ass. Trip grunted a lot while Oliver fucked him, but never took his mouth away from Cooper's hole.
Cooper's mind cleared as everything else fell away. Only the warm wetness on his hole. This was the sum total of the universe. If time had ever existed, it ceased here. He was snapped back to reality by the soft whisper of Oliver's voice behind him, "You ready? You want it?" Cooper felt Trip's response as he sputtered a muffled "uh huh." into Cooper's asshole. Cooper listed to the familiar sound as Oliver's breath quickened and he grunted as he began to cum inside Trip's ass. After he was finished, Oliver pulled out of Trip and Trip finally pulled his face away from Cooper's hole. Cooper stood up and tried to catch his breath. Oliver smirked at him again as he started to get dressed. Cooper, taking his cue from Oliver (as always) retrieved his clothes from the closet floor and started to dress as well. Trip had stayed in his position on all fours. Cooper noticed nothing on the floor underneath Trip and realized it was a puddle of jizz. Trip had apparently cum at some point during his fucking. "It's ok Trip, you can get up now," Oliver said, "we are done."
As if waiting on Oliver's ok, Trip snapped out of his trance and stood up. Trip smiled in his normal agreeable fashion. Trip just stood their naked, smiling, Cooper noticed that cum was dripping down his inner thigh, presumably a mix of Cooper's and Oliver's spunk. Trip seemed not to notice. As Oliver finished straightening his collar, he came over and put a hand on Trip's muscled shoulder. "Aren't you forgetting something Trip?" Oliver said. Trip once again looked confused. Oliver impatiently nodded toward Cooper and said, "Tell the nice man thank you." Trip grinned in recognition and said, "Oh! Thanks Cooper!" Cooper, who was himself eager to please Oliver, was surprised at how eager Trip was to please Oliver. It really turned him on. Trip continued to stand naked, dripping cum, as Oliver headed toward the door of the bedroom with Cooper in tow.
"Thanks Trip, great as always." Trip smiled and waived. "And tell Amedla, I'll see her tomorrow." Trip looked confused and a little scared as the bedroom door closed.