All Grown Up (Emiko's Story): Chapter 1

Here is that chapter by chapter alternate viewpoint of the cuckold story All Grown Up that I mentioned in the latest update.  As mentioned there, this was a bit of an experiment I really wanted to try even though I'm not sure how well it actually worked in this case.  I rewrote the final chapter to give it a different twist from the original.  Hope a few of you like it.

As always, please...I'm literally begging here, if cuckold stories aren't your thing give this story a hard pass.  I totally understand that this kink isn't for everyone.

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I sit on the living room sofa showered, groomed, perfumed and wearing only a sexy sapphire silk robe as I look up at the two figures on the big TV screen, those two figures being my long time boyfriend and the young man I was about to have sex with.  The video on the screen was a live feed from one of the cameras we has set up in the bedroom directly above me, Rhett and I’s bedroom.  The cameras fed to Rhett’s laptop on the coffee table which then put it up on the television.  The other man, the one sitting on our bed looking absolutely terrified, the one I was about to make love to, was my partner’s little brother Bret.

I shake my head in disbelief.  Even now I could not quite come to grips with the fact that I had let Rhett talk me into this.  But there wasn’t much he couldn’t talk me into honestly.  We’d been a couple for over six years and I was still absolutely crazy about the guy.  I loved him with all of my heart.  He was the one.  Funny, dynamic, honest, handsome, a hard worker, a playful lover, and just a damn fine upstanding man from top to bottom.  He was easy to like and, for me, even easier to love.  Even my crusty old ultra traditional parents had started to warm to him despite the fact that he wasn’t Japanese, and that’s saying something for them.  It was just a matter of time until we got married.  I trusted him and there was very little I wouldn’t do for him.  But still, sex with his kid brother!?  That was a lot to ask.  Even I was surprised when I eventually succumbed to his convincing.  This little secret between the three of us certainly was going to add a naughty new facet to future family gatherings.

Clicking between the three different cameras to make sure everything was in working order I snicker thinking about the fact that Rhett would be down here watching us as we got it on.  He would have a hell of a view of the proceedings.  We had the bed covered from three angles, one camera pointing at it from the foot, one at the side, and one higher up looking down from above the headboard, all in glorious HD.  Him watching had been a part of the bargain.  While this was Bret’s special night Rhett still wanted his own sinful taste of the action.  I’m not going to lie, I was really fucking turned on knowing that my man would be watching me down here on the big television screen.  Sitting here in my robe, with the scene all set and the cameras rolling, I felt just like a porn star ready for her debut, but a porn star performing to an audience of just one special person.  This was so exciting!

As I shift between the cameras I marvel at the differences between the two men.  While the pair were as much true brothers as any I’d met they were technically half-brothers, their mother being the common parent, and their differing genetics definitely showed.  The elder was tall, tanned and brawny while the younger was petite, pale and slender.  My boyfriend had the chiseled jaw and rugged good looks of his dad while his kid brother had soft fine boned features.  They both had blond hair, though Rhett’s was a dark dirty blond with Bret’s a much lighter shade.  Both had blue eyes, Rhett’s rich and dark and Bret’s bright like a clear azure sky.  Both were good looking but in totally different ways, Rhett traditionally handsome and Bret super cute in a boy band sort of way.  Helping to contrast the physical differences even more was their vastly disparate personalities.  My man outgoing and bold and Bret meek and bashful to a fault.  And finally there was the huge gulf in age between them.  At just twenty one years old young Bret was a decade the junior to his big brother and nine years younger then me.

I’d never been with anybody that much younger than me.  I’d never had sex with cameras on me.  Since we’d been together I’d never been with another person with Rhett not in the room as a participant.  And I had never done it with a partner’s sibling before.  This would certainly be a night of firsts.  The most important first however, and the whole reason this was happening, belonged to Bret.  Bret was a virgin.

While there was a deviant streak running right through the center of this that could not be denied the core motivation for tonight had come from a good place.  Rhett was determined to get his brother laid.  The guy was now into his twenties and he hadn’t even had a date or girlfriend yet.  Bret was a good looking kid with a lot to offer but he was painfully shy, especially around women.  Rhett had the idea that once his brother got a little taste of the fairer sex he would realize that women weren’t some kind of scary alien man-eating monsters while also awakening him to the pleasures that he was missing out on.  Outside of his mother I was the only other woman Bret was even mildly comfortable around and so, according to Rhett, I was the natural choice to be the lad’s first.  I’m not sure that was sound logic but it was Rhett’s logic.  Once I got over the initial shock of the request I eventually told him that I’d be happy to help out and that if Bret agreed to it, which I never thought he would, I would do it.  Imagine my surprise when he told me later that very day that it was happening.  Shy and inexperienced as he was even Bret could not turn down the allure of free pussy.

The closer tonight got the more I found I was actually looking forward to it.  Something inside of me was deeply flattered with the the idea of being Bret’s first.  I liked the kid, I really did.  My future brother-in-law was a sweetheart and in his own quiet way possessed many of the characteristics that made his brother my one true love.  No matter how many women he slept with afterward there would only ever be one first.  I wanted to help him come out of his shell.  I wanted to see his face as he experienced the pleasured of the flesh for the first time.  For the first time in my sex life I would be the more experienced one, leading and teaching and showing the way.  There were some agreed rules to this playtime of ours.  A rubber would be used, no anal, no kissing, and once Bret bust his nut his time was done.  But that still left us a lot of room to explore.  Kinky as it was, there was something weirdly sweet and wholesome at the heart of what would happen under this roof tonight.

But also intensely erotic.  This was one of the most twisted and kinkiest thing we’d done to date.  Involving other people wasn’t new.  We had spiced things up with a bit of swinging and some threesomes over the years, mostly early on in our relationship, but involving his little brother while he watched from another room was definitely taking the kink factor to a whole new level.  This sense of breaking boundaries had me so damned horny.  I could not WAIT to get fucked.  Not by young Bret though.  He was but the cute appetizer to the hunky main course.  While a bit of variety now and then is always nice in partners I honestly didn’t expect the virginal Bret and I’s coupling to last very long or be that good on my end, and that was just fine.  Tonight was for him after all.  It was the dicking down that I knew would come afterward that really got me excited.  I don’t think he even realized it but some of the best sex Rhett and I had ever had came right after these adventures involving other people.  Especially if there was another guy involved.  There was something about him seeing me with another man that got Rhett’s libidinous fires burning white hot.  He would get this kind of wild look in his eyes and fuck me like a rutting stag as he reclaimed me.  It was wonderful!  And I couldn’t wait to experience it again.  I was already thinking of ways I could subtly prod and tease Rhett to get his passions glowing even hotter.

“This is a mistake Rhett.”  Bret’s soft voice comes through the speakers as I turn on the sound.  “I sh-should go!”

Oh, not so fast.  It seems my would be partner was having cold feet.  The poor kid, he looked so tense and nervous.  To look at him you would swear he was waiting for his turn at death row.

Rhett lays one of his big hand on his brother’s slender shoulder.  “Take a breath.  Calm down.”  He says soothingly.  “Do you know how much convincing it took to get Emiko to do this?   Come on bud, just relax.  At least give it a try.”  Patting the young man’s chest he says again.  “Just relax.  Let Emiko guide you.  If you want to stop, that’s okay.  Only go as far as you want.  If it doesn’t happen or can’t happen because you’re nervous, that’s okay.  If it happens quick, that’s okay too.  It’s natural.  It’s normal.  This is all for fun.  There’s no stress here.”  He says with gentle brotherly care.  “We won’t tell anybody, we won’t laugh at you, and we won’t judge you.  You are safe here Bret.  I promise you.  Okay?”

My heart melts seeing Rhett soothe his brothers worried mind.  God damn I loved that man, he was going to make such a good father to our future children.

Bret looks up at his big brother, his pale gray-blue eyes wide with trepidation.  Yet there was trust there.  Trust that his big bro was looking out for him.  Trust and maybe just a little bit of hero worship as well.  After a moment he nods.  “Yeah.  I know.”  He swallows hard and rubs his sweaty palms into his jeans.  “Th-thank you Rhett.”

With a brisk pat to his sibling’s shoulder Rhett says.  “Hey, what are big brother’s for if not to look out for their bro.  Remember, relax and have fun.”

“I’ll try.”

“There ya go.”

With that Rhett is heading for the door.  As I hear him walking down the hall and then descending the stairs I get a second program running in the background, one that was recording everything.  I suspected Rhett would want to watch this back again at some point and, if I was honest, I wanted to be able to watch it back as well.

“He’s scared.”  I say as he walks into the room.  He pauses a moment to check me out in my slinky robe, he liked what he saw.

“Yeah.”  He says as he looks at the screen to see his brother trying to hold his courage.  “It’s his first time.  Be gentle with him.”

“Of course.  I didn’t mean to listen in.”  I say.  “I was just making sure everything was ready.”

He chuckles.  “No biggie.”

“I heard what you said to him.”  I get up and glide into his strong arms.  I lay my head against his broad chest.  “You’re such a good brother.”

“No argument here.”  He quips.  “You sure you’re ready for this?”

“Are you?”  I shoot back as I look deep into his rich blue eyes.  He smiles to assure me and I kiss him.  Motioning to the laptop I say.  “I got it all set up for you.”

As he looks down at the laptop he also notices the bowl of popcorn, the glass of fresh ice and still fizzing Cola…and the box of tissues and bottle of lube I had left out for him.  His eyes twinkle and he lets out a merry laugh before kissing my forehead.  “So considerate.”

“Just in case you can’t wait until after he leaves”  I jest with impish humor.  I just loved teasing him.  “If you can wait your turn though…I’ll make it worth your while.”

“My turn?  You are naughty today, aren’t ya?”  He pinches my butt.

“And you love it!”  I giggle and skip off toward the stairs.  “Enjoy the show.”

“I will!”  He calls after me.

“Damn right you will.”  I mutter under my breath.  Gah!  I wanted him so bad.  First things first though, Bret was waiting for me.

Chapter 2