My jock hole was twitching with excitement and a desperate need for attention the entire ride home.
I just watched Daddy fuck one of my friends. What was more, Colin clearly was the same type of manipulative slutty bottom that I was. And even with his tiny twink frame, he could take jock dick as well as me. I squirmed in the passenger seat as Daddy continued driving.
"You okay, Son?" Daddy asked in his calming, gravely voice. However, it was far from calming this time given that his sexual grunts and moans while fucking Colin still rang in my ears.
"Mhmm," I said, realizing that if I opened my mouth I would moan.
Why couldn't I speak? I've lusted after Daddy before. I've even made him cum on my bubbly ass cheeks while I rode his lap just to tease him. And, honestly, I could have made him pull over this car on the side of the road and have him force his fat, thick, juicy, and still-throbbing dad-cock down my warm pink throat and fuck me like his life depended on it, until his fat, slightly hairy balls were slapping my chin. I had that power. My jock hole twitched even more at the visual in my mind. My hand actually began creeping toward the edge of my seat, closer to Daddy. But I hesitated.
Daddy was looking over at me while he drove, his kind eyes looking down into mine. He smiled, flashing his pearly white teeth, the sharp edges of his masculine chin and the grizzly shadow of a beard stretching, making him look even more charming.
"Dad, you're driving!" I reminded him quickly. He seemed to have forgotten where he was for a moment and was veering into the other lane of the winding country road.
Daddy gasped as he looked back to the road and swerved back into the correct lane. His eyes were wide and he was still breathing heavily when he began to chuckle to himself.
Daddy and I flirted the rest of the way home, giggling and chatting about nonsense until I forgot about my momentary bottom-slut shock I was in.
As it happens, I was just suppressing the feelings that got stirred up in me. When Daddy and I walked in with our bounty of groceries, Madison and Eric were on the couch making out. Even from the kitchen, I could see Eric feeling Madison's tits through her shirt and her hands lovingly groping Eric's cock through his shorts. It might have been weeks since they had a proper makeout session; they were really into it.
It wasn't until I loudly dropped a case of soda on the counter that they noticed anyone else was in the house. They jumped, releasing their lips which looked red, slightly swollen, and coated in a layer of shiny spit and looked around for the sound of the bang.
"Oh, hey guys!" Eric said happily. "We didn't hear you come in."
"Clearly," I said, rolling my eyes and chuckling. Madison's face flushed in embarrassment.
But rather than continue toying with them, my hungry hole twitched again. An image of Colin in mid-air, held by Daddy as his cock pumped in and out of Colin's hole, flashed through my mind.
"Hey, Eric, big bro," I said sweetly.
"Yeah baby bro?" Eric said as he looked fondly into Madison's eyes.
"Could you help me out with a computer thing?" I asked.
"Huh?" Eric said, turning back to look at me. "A computer thing? I don't know, Sammy. That seems kind of like your area."
Ughh, I thought, rolling my eyes internally. I guess it's hard to ask for help in your room about a sports problem. Oh well, who gives a shit? I'm fucking horny!
"Yeahh, but I'd like you to take a look! Fresh eyes and all that."
"Uhhh, hmpf." Eric said, pondering. He looked at Madison. She shrugged. I walked over to the couch and held my hand out to help Eric up. '
"You don't mind, right?" I asked, looking at Madison.
She smiled and shook her head. "No problem–I can just hang out down here."
"Excellent," I said and, without waiting for another response, grabbed Eric's hand and dragged him to my bedroom. Really it had become our bedroom, the amount of nights he spent in bed with me.
As soon as the door closed behind us, I locked the bolt and began taking off my tight shorts.
"Uhh, Sammy…?" Eric asked as he watched me get onto the bed on all fours and arch my back so that my bubbly ass stuck up in the air, my juicy pink hole exposed and winking at my big brother.
"Yeah?" I asked, looking back at my very confused brother.
"Why is your hole out, bro? I thought you needed help with your computer…"
"Maybe later, Eric." I said, trying to suppress the urgency and slight annoyance at his stupidity in my voice. "But right now, you need to fill my sweet, warm hole up."
"Oh!" Eric said, catching on. But then his face darkened. "Oh…but I was actually going to…umm." He blushed.
"What?" I asked.
"Well, Maddy and I…uhh. It's been so long."
"Silly Eric!" I said, giggling. "You can make love to Madison when we're done here! But there's no way in hell she can handle the load I know you've got saved up in those big ass balls. And I doubt she wants to get pregnant right now! So why not release some of it in me? Besides, my jockhole is suuuuper hungry right now and making sure it's well fed is just as important as making sure a proper jock dick is kept happy."
"Oh!" Eric said, brightening up again. "That makes sense! Fuck your tight warm jockhole with my fat throbbing jock dick until I dump my giant load in your stomach. Thennnn I can go hang with Madison. Maybe I can even get lucky with her!"
Eric seemed genuinely excited by the prospect of having "real sex" for the first time this summer. My heart swelled at his simple mind.
"Oh, but when are we going to fix your computer?" Eric asked with the face of someone trying to reorganize a calendar with his mind.
"Just come fuck me, Eric," I said sighing and wiggling my ass in beckoning.
Eric, transfixed with the expression of an alpha about to catch his prey, stared at my ass and jockpussy as he quickly dropped his shorts, his fat cock flying out and bouncing. He walked over to me and shoved his face into my ass crack, licking and kissing and biting my hole and cheeks until my hole was covered in sloppy spit. My hole puckered as Eric's tongue began fucking it deep. In and out it went, a mini mouth-cock. I moaned and gripped the bedsheets, shoving my ass back into his face and his tongue deeper into my hole. Eric grunted at the taste of my sweet ass and groped my butt cheeks and fingered my hole, alternating with his tongue.
When I was properly lubed by Eric's mouth, I felt him stand up behind me and the head of his cock line up against my entry. Without preamble, Eric plunged his fat pornstar dick into me and began pounding away. I shoved a nearby pillow into my mouth to prevent my moaning to travel downstairs.
"You like that little bro?" Eric panted as he thrusted his hips into me. The slapping sounds of our sweaty flesh were almost louder than our grunts and moans. "Like when I fuck that hole? Fill your jockpussy up good, huh? Fuck yeah, take it! So fucking warm and tight. Good hole."
"Oh god, fuck yes!" I moaned back. "Destroy this hole, big bro! Make me your fag bitch!"
Eric's pounding stopped immediately. Before I could turn around to see what he was doing, I felt Eric's long, thick cock leave my hole. My ass felt empty and hollow. But in another second, I was being flipped over onto my back so that my hard cock was pressed against my stomach. Eric stood over me and leaned in.
His lips met mine and we kissed deeply. For a few seconds our tongues wrestled and we swapped spit. Then, Eric's lips left mine and he threw my legs over his shoulders. He leaned over again and resumed our kissing, and in another motion his donkey dick was back inside me, slamming away.
We moaned into each other's mouths at the reunion and kissed even more feverishly.
"I love you, baby bro," Eric said into my mouth, his thrusting more earnest, like his dick was searching for deeper parts of me.
"Mmmm, I love you too, Eric," I moaned back. "Best. Fucking. Brother. Ever." Literally.
We kept fucking like this for a few minutes, telling each other increasingly nastier, and yet more romantic, things. The walls of my pussy squeezed and pulled at Eric's cock. His cock pulled out to the tip, only to slam back into me and smashing my prostate. Over and over again. We did this until the knock on the door and Madison's voice calling from the hallway.
"Hey, you guys still working in there?" she asked innocently.
Eric stopped fucking me, looking panicked at the door. He quickly pulled his cock out of my hole, which responded with a loud, wet, gaping fart. I laughed but patted Eric on the thigh to get his attention. I put a finger to my lips to ensure he stayed quiet.
"Oh, hey Madison!" I replied. "Um, Eric left my room a few minutes ago. I'm just getting changed. He's not downstairs?"
Continuing to make my shushing gesture, I grabbed Eric's slippery, leaking cock and guided it back to my hungry hole. It easily slipped back in, making mine and Eric's eyes roll into the back of our heads. He instinctually began rocking his hips back and forth.
"Oh, no he isn't," Madison said, sounding confused.
"Did you, ngh fuuuck, check his bedroom?" I asked, unable to stifle my moan. Eric could not help himself and resumed fucking me, the bedframe creaking a little.
"Yeah…and there's nobody in the bathroom…" said Madison, evidently thinking hard.
"Weird, maybe–holyyy shiit fuuuck!" I exclaimed, unable to control myself because Eric, seemingly possessed by the seductive powers of my slutty bottom ass, had lifted my legs up even further and began pile-driving me. His dick dipped in and out of my hole, somehow reaching deeper into me. My cock, pointed directly at my face, began shooting ropes of cum. I opened my mouth to catch it all.
"Sam? You okay in there?"
"Yes…I'm fine! Just…slipped," I said gasping for breath. As I came, my hole gripped Eric even tighter. I could feel his breathing increase, his fucking becoming more brutal. "Maybe he's outside. Fucking fuck. Keep going. Ooooh. Did you try the backyard?"
"Hmm, no. Why would he be out there?" Madison said ponderingly.
Oh my god, girl. Go. Away. But there was no time. Through my asshole, I could feel Eric's cock swell. And without warning he began to unload copious amounts of sweet jock nectar into. He grunted loudly and gave me a few final thrusts. I tried coughing to cover up the sound, but Madison was still lost in her train of thought.
"I guess he could've gone for a run. But why wouldn't he tell me…heh, that silly jock."
"I'm sure he'll turn up soon," I said with a whimper as Eric pulled out of me, his juicy fat cock glistening from cum, spit, and jockpussy juices. I laid down on my back. Eric laid down next to me, our chests heaving. Eric, clearly forgetting who was on the other side of my bedroom door, opened his mouth to speak.
"Wow, that was–" he began. I slapped my hand over his mouth. He looked at me with wide eyes, terrified by his mistake.
"Sam? What did you say?" Madison asked.
"Nothing!" I said in a high-pitched voice. "Try out-back!"
"Okay!" she called back.
I kept my hand over Eric's mouth as I listened to her retreating footsteps. When the hallway was quiet, I rolled over and began massaging Eric's big, chiseled pecs.
"Eric, I don't think we can trick Maddy like we can Daddy. She's too smart. We need to be more careful."
"You're right, Sammy. That was a close one. Would be pretty hard to explain to Daddy–er, I mean Maddy–the whole jock thing."
"Yes, exactly." I said, smiling. "You should probably get dressed and pretend you went out for a run and forgot to tell her. You're already sweaty enough."
"Heh, yeah I guess so." Eric got up and began getting dressed. I watched in amazement as his body flexed and pulsed from the effort of putting on his shorts and shirt. Hopefully Madison didn't notice the pre-cum stain on the front of his shorts.
As Eric left, I pulled out my phone. With a fresh load in my ass, my mind was clear and I knew what I wanted to do next. I immediately sent Colin a text.
11:24:08 Me: Hey, Colin!
11:25:15 Colin: Heyyy 🙂
11:25:40 Me: Good seeing u today! Wanna hang out sometime?~
11:27:33 Colin: You too! Ya definitely! Like at ur place?
11:28:04 Me: Mmmhm, maybe we could all hang out too. Me, you, my big bro, and Daddy!
11:33:17 Colin: Oh
11:33:29 Colin: ur Dad is gonna be there?
11:33:59 Me: Ya he's usually hanging out at the house but I can tell him to stay away if u want?
11:34:48 Colin: Oh no I don't mind him being there! Umm ya let's hang out at ur place
11:35:22 Me: Yayy! 🎉
11:35:57 Me: Come over Saturday?
11:37:13 Colin: Sureee, see you thennn~
11:38:44 Me: 😘
By now, my cock was throbbing again imagining the emotions going on in Colin's slutty bottom mind. I stroked my cock a little too, which leaked pre-cum down my shaft. At the same time, I could hear Eric's door next door bang open. Eric and Madison were making muffled sounds and sure enough, the bed that was against our shared wall began rocking and banging.
I reached over into my nightstand to grab my 10-inch dildo and bottle of lube. Madison was already moaning, urging on Eric; Eric grunted along with her. I could feel the thrusts through the wall, picturing his delicious dick slamming into Madison's undoubtedly cute, pink pussy.
I lined up my slippery dildo to my freshly fucked hole. The mix of lube and Eric's load helped it slide into the base easily. I moaned loudly and in-sync with one of Madison's moans. Thinking of the weekend with Colin and hearing Eric having his second fuck in 20 minutes, I pounded my sweet jockpussy into oblivion, matching Eric's powerful thrusts until all three of us came and I drifted off into a orgasmic afternoon nap.
When I told Daddy about our little playdate with Colin, he seemed nervous. When I asked him what was wrong he pretended that I was imagining things. But the moment I mentioned Colin was coming over, I could see the outline of my dad's fat manly cock growing in his shorts. He even had to excuse himself from the room!
For the rest of the week, Eric and Madison fucked like rabbits, constantly filling the house with the sounds of their moaning and dirty talk. It was so frequent that I barely had time with Eric to myself. I only ever had time for a couple deepthroat sessions, which weren't that great because I could taste what I assumed was Madison's pussy juices still coated on Eric's cock. While I was surprised to not mind the taste–Madison tasted rather sweet and slightly musky–it was still annoying that there was a reminder that someone else was getting Eric, and I'll admit that I was getting jealous.
With all that sex, Eric was in blissful daze, but I could tell that Madison was getting in as much bonding time before she inevitably dumped my sexy big bro. Summer was ending and she was off to state college, where she would undoubtedly find smarter guys to be with, though they likely won't be as sexy or hung and virile as Eric.
Sure enough on Friday morning, Madison gave him the bad news. They cried and hugged, and after a couple hours of talking, she said goodbye and left the house. Eric walked over to the couch with his head hung low, and flopped onto the couch. I didn't say anything but rested my head on his shoulder as we sat in silence.
Later that day I told Eric about Colin's hangout sesh the next day, hoping it would cheer him. I told him we could play games and watch movies. Even Daddy would join us! That seemed to get his mind off of things for a while.
That night I slept in Eric's bed to keep him company. We cuddled, and I was the little spoon, shoving my bubble ass into his crotch until he was hard and leaking onto the bed sheets. Eventually he fucked me, abusing my juicy pink boypussy all night. He dumped load after load in me, and I think even he realized how much his cock missed my hole, how he likely did not cum this hard with his now ex-girlfriend.
I woke Eric up the next morning with a sloppy deepthroat. Slowly bringing his cock to full attention with gentle kisses all along his shaft, which actually wasn't all that slow since Eric's cock was always at half mast. But soon, he was throbbing and pre-cum dribbled and belched out of the tip like a volcano nearing eruption. Just as his heavy balls began tightening and churning his heavy,
"Ngghhwhaaa–" Eric whimpered in confusion and horny desperation.
A strand of pre connected between my pouty lips and his fat pink cockhead as I smiled up at him.
"I just forgot! I want to make breakfast before Colin gets here. Gotta go!" I winked at him and quickly got off his bed before he could respond, my juicy bubble butt swaying as I exited the room.
Downstairs, I made the batter for some pancakes, juiced three dozen oranges, and brewed some coffee. Daddy sat on the couch watching ESPN, all the while nervously tapping his foot. It was around 10 in the morning when the doorbell rang to announce Colin's arrival.
"I'll get it!"I said brightly, racing to the door.
I opened the door to Colin, his tiny twink frame lit up by the morning sun. He was wearing a cropped t-shirt, 3" gym shorts, and some slides. Even from the front, I could see his wide hips and juicy bubble butt were filling up his shorts nicely. Damn, he was a tasty bottom.He smiled up at me with his pearly white teeth and his slightly rosy cheeks. His beautiful brown hair was perfectly messy and just long enough that someone could grab it tightly and get a good grip. If, of course, someone wanted to do such a thing.
"Hi!" Colin said.
"Heyyy," I said back. I looked down to see him holding a duffle bag and looked back at him with a slightly confused look.
"Oh, heh, yeah," Colin said, noticing the path of my eyes and scratching his head. "I wasn't sure what we were doing, so I brought a couple of outfits just in case."
"Good idea," I said happily. "I'm pretty sure we are going to need a wardrobe change."
And with that I beckoned Colin into the house. I watched him go ashead of me to watch his fat ass jiggle as he walked. I could see his white bubbly cheeks poking out of the bottom of his shorts! Fuck, I was starting to get hard checking out my classmate, like I was some dumb jock top. I shook my head to gather myself.
I showed him my room to set his stuff down, gave him a tour, and went back down to the kitchen for breakfast. I called down Daddy and Eric to join us. Daddy was the first to show up, walking in with a sheepish grin.
"Oh, hi, Mr. G." Colin said, also looking sheepish.
"Hey there, son," Daddy responded. He quickly busied himself with coffee while I flipped pancakes on the griddle, smiling to myself.
Eric was next to come down. He was yawning and scratching at his armpit as he entered the kitchen. He was shirtless (of course) and wearing skimpy mesh gym shorts. But clearly he hadn't finished himself off because he was sporting a massive boner, his cock barely contained in his shorts.
"Uhhh, hi," Colin began.
"Oh, you remember Colin from school, right?" I asked Eric.
Eric looked Colin up and down, likely noticing what I did. Colin had the physique of an active and fit girl. His legs and arms were smooth, his tummy and chest flat. His shoulders and neck slender And of course that ass. Eric gulped, and I could see his cock give a painful throb in his shorts. But Eric quickly recovered and greeted Colin in the only way a sweet, innocent, dumb jock like him could.
"Of course! Good to see you bro!" Eric exclaimed and immediately gave Colin a massive bear hug, lifting him slightly. They did a quarter spin and when they released, I saw a strand of pre-cum connecting Eric's cock and Colin's exposed thigh. Colin gulped too.
"What's for brekky, baby bro," Eric said, turning his attention to me. He came up from behind me to see what I was making, pressing his topless torso into my back and his throbbing leaking dong against my butt. He started subconsciously massaging my neck and shoulders, his mouth inches from my right ear and breathing on his seductively. To him, he was innocently inspecting my cooking. But to anyone person with more than half a brain, he was effectively trying to fuck me. "Ooooh, pancakes! You're so nice, Sammy!"
"Stoooop," I said to Eric playfully as he nuzzled up even closer against my body, his chin spooning my neck. I could feel the heartbeat of his jock penis against my clothed buttcheek. But rather than push him off me like my protesting suggested I wanted, I arched my back a little and pressed my butt back into him, making him utter a soft grunt.
When Eric stepped back from me, I turned around with a stack of pancakes on a plate. Colin was staring at the two of us, his mouth slightly agape at our open affection. Daddy was watching Colin, glazed look in his eyes.
"Ready!" I said, snapping them out of their trances.
We ate breakfast earnestly. Colin told us about his Summer and working at the grocery store. We joked and talked about our favorite movies and video games. It was overall a very pleasant late morning breakfast. When we finished, I asked Daddy and Eric to clean up after me, convincing them by play-begging and rubbing their massive jocks discreetly until they gave in, their faces blushing and flustered. Colin and I headed back upstairs to play a video game he mentioned he was into.
"So," Colin said after about 30 minutes of playing. "Eric is….affectionate?"
"Oh yeah," I giggled, still looking at the screen. "He's a playful boy. Loves being physical."
"And," Colin went on, his eyes still on the screen too. "He's like really, um…" Colin closed his mouth and blushed.
I looked over at Colin. He seemed a little nervous, but I could tell through his shorts that he was hard, or at least halfway there.
"Hung?" I asked baldly, cocking my head to the side. Colin turned his head with a snap to look at me. I smiled slyly. "It's okay. I mean he's not exactly shy about his body. Hard to ignore his giant fucking dick bouncing around the house too."
Colin giggled despite himself. He seemed a little relieved.
"I can imagine," he said. "But like, when he hugs you and stuff…isn't his…um…don't you feel it?"
"Sure do," I said nodding. Colin and I continued looking at each other. I figured now was the time. I'm feeling horny and my boy-cunt was getting hungry. "But usually I just let him use my holes to dump his loads so he isn't hard all the time."
There was a moment of ringing silence. Colin's breathing instantly became heavier. He looked back at the video game we had abandoned. Both of our characters were dead, a bloody red YOU DIED flashed onto the screen.
"You guys," Colin paused. "You guys, um…"
"Fuck," I confirmed with a nod, still looking at Colin. He looked back at me. "I mean, I told Eric that he needs to do it to release his pent up balls and there's nothing "gay" or whatever about it, since his girlfriend wasn't putting out and this obviously feels much better than jerking off into a stinky old sock. But I suspect that he prefers it to his girlfriend's pussy now. At least, I'm pretty sure he cums harder for me than her. Plus, his dick is so fucking good. It's soft, yet firm when he's hard. Perfect patch of soft blonde pubes. And his sweet sweaty musk of his dick and balls–(oh my GOD his balls are perfect)–it literally makes me drool, which makes sucking dick easier. Oh, and he's helped me become such a good cocksucker too! I can throat him no problem, something I know his girlfriend can't and probably won't do. And Eric is such a good fucker. Goes for hours, always gets hard. And cums gallons each time. He's like the perfect dildo attached to a bodybuilder."
Colin's mouth slowly opened into a gape as I spoke. I giggled at his shock.
"Well, you should know! That kind of horny jock virility runs in the family," I said.
"I–I don't know what you mean," Colin said, trying to act confused, but he gave himself away with his blushing cheeks.
"Oh, Colin," I said, putting down the controller. I moved to crawl toward him. Though I was smaller than Daddy and Eric, I was still 6 foot and towered over the cute, tiny Colin. I leaned over where he sat. Colin leaned back, looking slightly scared. I was inches from his face now. "I saw you and Daddy the other day."
Colin's face could not hide his shock and fear.
"I–I didn't–" Colin stammered.
"Didn't mean to?" I asked with a mischievous smile. "Sweetie, I heard everything. You took Daddy's meaty cock like you'd done it a hundred times before. See, me and you? We're the same. Insatiably needy for hung, virile, jock dick. And we don't stop until we get what we need. And I'll admit, I was jealous at first. Maybe even a little angry. But seeing how you made my Daddy feel so good made me realize that he couldn't be denied such a perfect bottom pussy."
Colin was continuing to lean back as I maintained our close proximity. He was now on the floor, looking up at me as I hovered over him. I was quite enjoying this.
"Not only does Daddy deserve sweet pussy," I said. I looked down between us at Colin's shorts. He was now fully hard and was probably sporting a 5-inch dick. Cute. "I think you deserve jock meat just as much. What do you think?"
"I…" Colin couldn't answer. Even though he was a naughty, manipulative bottom slut with Daddy. I was clearly the alpha in this room. Colin gasped suddenly as my hand reached down and I yanked his shorts down to his ankle, exposing his throbbing dick, which was indeed 5 inches.
"C'mon now," I said. "Why so shy?" I seductively placed two fingers into my mouth, slobbering them with spit. I then lowered them down between Colin's legs, which I spread a little with my thighs. My wet fingers began to circle Colin's smooth hole. He whimpered at my touch.
"Fuck," Colin muttered under his breath. One of my fingers entered him, his tight hole gripping it but eagerly pulling me in.
"I know you came here to fuck Daddy. I'm sure if we took a look inside your bag, we'd find something slutty, no?"
Colin bit his lip and nodded.
"Good boy," I said smiling and slipped the second finger in his juicy hole. Colin moaned like a slut and his body shivered.
"Now, here's what is gonna happen," I said, my voice growing deeper and more commanding. I continued fingering Colin's boypussy in and out, savoring the feeling of his clenching walls. "Me and you are going to fuck Daddy and Eric, okay?"
"E-Eric?" Colin said, trying to keep from moaning as I finger fucked him.
"That's right. I think my big brother would enjoy your tight little hole. And I know you're gonna love his dick."
"Hnnghh, okayyy," Colin sputtered. His cock spurted pre-cum over his tight abs.
"Hehe, good! I think we're going to have a lot of fun."
Colin and I stared at each other. My fingering slowed down. We stared into each other's eyes deeply. I paused my fingering, admiring his beautiful green eyes. To my surprise, Colin's hole flexed around my fingers. He smiled. I smiled back. He seemed to relax. As did I. It was fun being the bossy bottom, but I also wanted this to go well. And being so forward can have its risks.
"Let's fuck these dumb hung jocks," Colin said with the bravado I heard in him yesterday.
"Fuck yeah," I grinned at him even wider.
Without thinking, both of us leaned in for a deep, long kiss. Our soft, dick sucking lips mashed against each other. Our tongues wrestled, gathering more and more spit and sexily sharing it back and forth. We moaned into each other's mouths. My fingers began moving again in Colin's hole. My dick was throbbing and leaking pre like crazy. For a brief second I forgot I was a pure bottom!
After five more minutes of sloppily making out, we broke our kiss. Panting and looking at each other with drunken smiles. I slowly slid my fingers out of Colin. He moaned at the emptiness. I raised my fingers to my mouth and sensually sucked on them and moaned in delight.
"Mmm, tasty. The boys are going to love this."
Colin giggled and winked at me.
To be continued…