"Honey, what do you want for brunch?" he asked. "It's nearly eleven o'clock." What time is the football game?" she replied. "I'm looking forward to it... I can watch someone else get beat up for a change." It's a network late television game. It doesn't start until four," Bob answered."Then I'll have whatever you're going to have. We can have adjoining beds in the cardiac intensive care unit."Bob grinned and left the bathroom. Although he thought about getting dressed, he decided against it.. The boy’s parents had come out when I yelled for the girls to leave.“Sorry about that. I think the boys got set up. Those were some of Pat’s friends. I’m pretty sure that hugs and kissing aren’t what they had in mind,” I told the adults.The boys weren’t listening because they were doing their best to eat all the food to order more.I told the boys, “I wouldn’t risk it. The cafeteria must be busy tonight because the staff should bring food to this building, not the kids here.”“How much have these. At this point I was jerking off furiously, twicea day at least and as many seven or eight times a day. My sisters tookto calling me "Squirt", which everyone thought was reference to mybeing their little brother but it was because they knew what I wasdoing.I was so hard riding home in the car I couldn't wait to go put on theboots and jerk off. Jenna took me up to her room when we got home, shewatched me change in to the panties, though I turned my back to her soshe wouldn't see my erection. Then. I’ll get another one made this week, or at least, while we’re out for Christmas.”“Rick Dalton, we owe you, Brother!” Ben told me, and Em leaned backwards to kiss my cheek, as she sat across his legs.“No you don’t! My old room is never used anymore and you two are my bestest friends ever.”“Yes we do owe you, Rick. You’re always doing things like this for Ben and me. One day, we’ll be able to repay you for all you’ve done for us, and you better not squawk one bit when we do!”While Em helped.