Odd Job Ollie
by David Heulfryn

 

Chapter 9: Family Inheritance

Louis was in our bedroom when I got home. He was sitting on his bed again, his back against the wall. The last time I saw him like this, he was wearing his jeans and a T-shirt. This time, he was only wearing a pair of white briefs. He was showing a pronounced bulge, and I suspected his cock was turgid, but not erect.

He grunted his hello to me and watched as I stripped, getting ready for my shower. I walked out of our bedroom and was confronted by Dad.

“Ollie! Cover up.” He admonished me, but instead I rushed into the bathroom and shut the door.

Out of belligerence, I didn’t bother covering up when I went back to my bedroom, but Dad wasn’t around to see me. Louis was still in our room, on his bed in his white briefs. I noticed his bulge had grown, and there was a wet patch where the head of his cock pressed against the fabric.

“What’s got you so excited?” I asked my brother. “Don’t tell me you’ve got a girlfriend, or are you just watching porn?”

“Fuck off, Ollie!”

“Do you ever say anything else to me these days?” I laughed and stood by his bed, letting him look at my soft seven-inch cock. I looked at his bulge and noticed the damp patch grew. “Your cock is giving you away. I now have definitive proof that you admire my cock.

“Fu…” Louis bit his lip, “Shut up, Ollie. And cover yourself up.”

“You’re sounding like Dad.” I chuckled.

“Shut up, Ollie.” Louis grinned at me.

I went and sat on my bed. “We’ve lived here all our lives, Louis. Yet Mum and Dad have never really fitted in. They dislike nudity, and sex out in the open shocks them.”

“Yes, but Cockaigne Construction pays very well,” Louis argued.

“But we don’t exactly live a lavish lifestyle. We’ve been exposed to some of what Cockaigne is about at school, but don’t you feel like grasping what all of Cockaigne offers?”

“Is that why you like to be stark bollock naked a lot of the time? I’ve seen more of your pendulous cock in the last month than I have in the last ten years.”

“And I think you’ve been enjoying looking at it.” I grinned at Louis, “But what about sex? We’re not exactly liberated in this house. I don’t think I’ve heard Mum and Dad have sex, never mind seen them. We never wank in front of each other. You try to cover up as much as possible. Now that I’ve left college and I’m working, I want to experience more. And I am experiencing more.”

“What the fuck have you done? Is this all about the other night when you didn’t come home? Don’t tell me you were at an orgy?” Louis looked intense, excited and wondering what lurid activities I’d been getting up to.

“Don’t be a twat, Louis. It was like I said, I just stayed over at a mate’s house.”

“And nothing happened?”

“I’m wondering if I need to move out and get my own place. Perhaps I could club together with some mates and share. But I need more regular work first before I feel confident I can afford it.”

“Don’t you fucking dare leave me. With you here, Dad is too busy moaning about you and telling you off to bother about me. If you’re not here, he’ll start on me. Please, Ollie, you’ve got to stay.” Louis seemed worried about me leaving.

“Plus, you’ll get to see more of my cock.” I tried to lighten the mood. Dad was a constant stifling presence. I felt sorry for Louis. “Am I rubbing off on you?” I looked at Louis’ briefs. “Beginning to feel more liberated? In a few weeks, you’ll be lying there naked.”

“Fuck off, Ollie.” Louis laughed, jumped up, pulled off his briefs and sat back down on his bed.

“Don’t let Dad catch you.” I saw my sixteen-year-old brother’s cock. It was still turgid, and his moist knob poked from his foreskin. I know I joked about him having a tiny cock, but it was a reasonable size.

“I might let you see me hard some time,” Louis smirked at me.

“I’d better go down and spend some time with them. Don’t want Dad to accuse me of using this place like a hotel. Again!” I huffed.

I pulled on some grey sweatpants and a T-shirt and was about to go downstairs when Louis said he could still see the outline of my cock. I laughed and tried to disguise it around the creases.

 

I poked my head into the living room and asked if anyone wanted a coffee, as I was going to make myself one. Mum and Dad declined.

I busied myself in the kitchen when Dad appeared. “I have my monthly meeting in Suddene for the Backgammon Club. I’ll see you later.”

I remember Dad trying to teach Louis and me how to play backgammon, but we never managed to understand the rules. Perhaps we were too young when he attempted to teach us. He quickly became frustrated with us and gave up.

I went into the living room and placed my hot coffee on the table next to a chair. I sat down and looked at the television. Mum was watching a game show, trying to answer the general knowledge questions. She seemed to get most correct, which I was very impressed with.

“Mum? Why does Dad object to seeing me naked?” The question hung in the air a moment.

Louis had heard Dad leave and thought it safe to come down. I hoped he had got dressed.

“You know your Dad’s a prude. He hates nudity.” Mum tried to placate me.

Louis came into the room carrying a cold can of lemonade and sat down. “Yes, Mum. Why doesn’t Dad like to see Ollie’s cock?”

Mum sighed; she felt uncomfortable with the question. She closed her eyes, her mind wrestled with the decision whether to tell us or not.

“Neither of you must ever let your father know that I’ve told you this.” Mum looked at Louis and me, she was deadly serious.

“I agree,” I told her and then looked at Louis. Being younger than me, he could sometimes be indiscreet.

“Same here. I promise, Mum,” Louis said. I glared at him. “I promise!” He looked at me.

“You are both good boys.” Mum smiled. “You know my father, your grandfather, used to live here in Cockaigne?”

My brother and I nodded.

“Well, I’ve lived here all my life, your Dad is an outsider. He lived in Suddene. Well, let’s just say we met and began courting.” Mum blushed, remembering what was an intense and passionate love affair. “I fell head over heels in love with him, and he with me. But then, the time came for me to introduce him to my parents. Your grandad and grandma,” She looked at us. “My parents and I lived our lives in Cockaigne, naked. Your Dad was shocked when he saw my parents naked. He was even more shocked when he saw how big your grandad’s penis was. He was about seven and a half inches long when he was soft. I had seen him with an erection, but I have no idea how big it was. Probably twelve inches and quite thick.”

“No wonder Grandma was always smiling.” Louis giggled.

“Grow up, Louis.” I glared at my brother.

“Every time your Dad came to see me, or pick me up, my parents were naked. One time, I forgot he was coming, and I was also naked. Your Dad was embarrassed by seeing me naked. I don’t know why, as we’d been having a physical relationship for months.”

I glared at Louis in case he was going to try to say something funny.

“Well, as your Dad was the only one wearing clothes, my Dad insisted he strip off. Your Dad refused, but Granddad insisted. He was very uncomfortable, but felt he had no choice. When your Grandad saw your Dad’s penis, he made a comment. I can’t remember what, something like, ‘as long as it works like it should’. From then on, Grandad tried to make your father take his clothes off every time he came to the house. And every time he seemed to make a comment, reminding him how much smaller he was than your Grandad. He grew to resent it.”

“Much like Ollie does to me,” Louis commented.

“I hope not. I’m sure you have a beautiful penis, Louis.” She smiled at him, but Mum commenting on the size of his cock made him uneasy.

“I can tell you, Mum, Louis’s penis is perfectly normal. Although I wouldn’t describe it as beautiful.” I smirked.

“Both my boys have beautiful penises.” Mum beamed. “But back to your father. He became very insecure about his size, and when we got married, we moved to Suddene. That’s when I started covering up, and I’ve just got used to it now. Your Grandad got your father a job with Cockaigne Construction, but he never engaged properly with the town. When your Grandad and Grandma died, we moved into their house. Your Dad was reluctant, but since he still worked for Cockaigne Construction, it made sense. It took some persuading, but he finally agreed to move here. But he’s never fully integrated.”

“I’m sorry, Mum.” I could see the sorrow in her eyes, talking about the death of her parents and the suppression of her natural personality.

“So when Dad sees Ollie naked, he can’t help thinking of how Grandad literally made him feel small,” Louis said, but he wasn’t trying to be humorous; he seemed to understand our father finally. So did I.

“I like to think that Ollie inherited his penis from me, and you inherited your penis from your Dad.” Mum smiled at Louis, and I chuckled.

“You gave me a penis to be proud of, Mum.” I laughed.

Louis and I now have a better understanding of our father.

“So,” Louis considered, “If Dad weren’t here, we would be able to sit here naked, altogether?”

“I suppose so, yes. I’m still a Cockaigne girl at heart.”

“Well, Dad’s not here now; he won’t be back for several hours.” Louis beamed. “Why don’t we spend the evening naked, like we should be doing in Cockaigne?”

“You misunderstand Cockaigne, Louis. It’s not about always being naked, it’s about being naked when you feel like being naked, even if those around you aren’t. It’s about getting in touch with your inner self and feeling free to display it.”

“Well, I feel like displaying my cock.” Louis stood up and took off his clothes.

Mum looked at her youngest son and the four-inch cock that hung below his newly grown pubes. “Just like your Dad.” Mum reminisced.

“Mum!” Louis was mortified, covered up his cock and sat back down.

“I suppose I should also get naked.” I stood up and disrobed in allegiance with my brother.

“Just like your Grandad.” Mum sighed as she saw the length of my cock. I didn’t cover up. “I suppose I should join you.”

Both Louis and I were shocked when Mum stood up and took off her clothes. It was the first time we had seen her naked.

The rest of the evening continued like every other, except we sat naked in the living room. We watched a drama on television about a woman obsessed with her neighbour. She seduced him, and I watched Louis tug at his cock, which had become hard. He attempted to cover it to prevent Mum from seeing his erection. I didn’t draw attention to it, and Mum hadn’t noticed it.

Dad was due home soon, so when the drama finished, we all went to bed.

For the first time in years, Louis and I brushed our teeth together in the bathroom, then we watched each other pee. I somehow felt closer to Louis when he allowed me to see him pee. It was a personal moment he was willing to share.

The personal moments continued when we went to bed. Louis told me he needed to wank after seeing that couple fucking on the drama we’d just seen. I suggested that I go to the bathroom to give him some privacy.

“I want you to watch.” Louis seemed to plead with me. “I’ve had these urges for some time, I like people seeing me naked. I even make myself get hard in the showers at school so people can look at me. Cocks are everywhere, but a hard cock gets noticed in the school showers.”

“If you’re sure, Louis?” I asked.

“I’m sure. I’d like you to watch me.” Louis lay naked on top of his bedclothes and started to stroke his cock. I sat on my bed and watched. I was surprised that he wasn’t uneasy about me watching, but he kept stroking his cock like he was in his own world.

Mum then came in to say goodnight and noticed Louis wanking. She was still naked and sat next to me on my bed.

“He’s a closet exhibitionist,” I whispered to Mum.

The lights in the room blared and lit up his body, and we could see everything. Louis was engulfed in light and wanked his hard cock in front of his older brother and mother. Louis knew we were there, and it seemed to heighten his pleasure.

Louis looked so cute as he stroked his cock. I’d never seen it hard, and he had nothing to be ashamed of. He had a glaze of sheer bliss on his face. He started to grunt, and Mum and I watched him cum.

It was a beautiful sight, watching a sixteen-year-old boy shoot his precious cum up his perfectly smooth and pale skin.

Mum noticed my cock was also hard. “Why don’t you also show us?”

Louis was recovering from his orgasm, and Mum sat on his bed. She traced a finger along the trails of cum on his belly. My cock lurched as she played with his cum on her fingers.

I lay on my bed and started to wank. I’d already cum twice that day, but I was desperate for another. I stroked, hard and fast.

Mum and Louis watched me wank. It didn’t take long to cum. The first volley of cum hit my chin. The rest coated my chest. Mum came over and sat on my bed. She traced her finger along the streaks of cum on my chest. I was surprised when she sucked the cum of her two sons from her fingers.

“Your turn, Mum.” Louis grinned.

Mum stood up and looked between us. “I don’t think so, Boys. I’m going to bed.” She turned off the light and left.

Louis and I slipped under our covers.

“I enjoyed that,” Louis said.

“I did, too,” I replied.

 

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