Brotherly Burglary (MM/m+) Completed
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2018 11:40 pm
Hey everyone! Right now I have half of the next part of Justin's Diary plus a couple more stories in progress but I'm kinda busy these weeks so I probably won't be able to post anything. Nevertheless, recently I engaged in some interesting roleplay with [mention]RobbyCalico[/mention], we both liked how it turned out and agreed to share it with you as a story. It's a little bit different from my usual writting style and format, specially since we are using two point-of-view character but still I hope you like it anyways
Part 1:
(CJ)
Four boys are walking down the street after school, me, a 17-year-old boy, slim and not very tall with short messy brown hair. I decided to wear a green t-shirt with the word "Elemental" written in black, a pair of jean shorts and grey ankle socks. Beside me walks my friend Robby, also 17, taller than me, medium built and medium length dark brown hair. He is wearing an oversized black t-shirt with a light gray stripe with the number '09' on his chest, gray cargo shorts, white socks; and a black watch and a green rubber wristband on his right wrist.
In front of us walks my brother Al, 12 years old, skinny with long brown hair like mine, wearing a yellow t-shirt with green camo shorts and white socks and Robby’s brother Tanner, an 11-year-old boy, small and skinny with medium length brown hair. He is wearing a large blueish gray t-shirt with an orange trim, as well as 'Fire & Rescue' written in orange and '77' written in white on the chest; black cargo shorts, white socks, and a black watch on his right wrist.
The kids are engaging in the usual horseplay down the road while I talk happily with Robby. My parents are gone for the weekend which means that I have the house for myself… well, me and Al but… “We can always lock them in the closet for the weekend” I tell Robby, he chuckles and playfully elbows me, I mean, one can always dream like. Being mine and Al’s best friends respectively, we had invited the brothers for the weekend to. This was going to be fun!
We finally arrive home and I push the door open, my brother Al and Tanner rush inside, saying something about beating each other at Mario Kart. I chuckle and step inside, kicking off my shoes
“Well, we have the whole weekend for the four of us!” I tell Robby “Wanna teach those brats who is the boss on Mario Kart?”
(Robby)
"Dude, we are the Mario Kart masters." I tell CJ enthusiastically, heading over to the living room. Tanner and Al are already sitting on the couch, having already booted up the Nintendo. I plop down onto the couch between them, pushing them to the sides.
"Move over, squirts." I say cheerfully, my brother and his friend are annoyed
"You're an asshole, Robby." Tanner says, punching my arm, as he reaches down to grab a controller.
I reach down and grab another one while CJ sits on the couch next to Al.
(CJ)
“So, ready to get your asses kicked?” I grin picking up the control
“I don’t know, are you?” Al replies with a cocky grin
“Aww! Little Al think he can beat me!” My brother glares at me and punches my arm, I punch him back and soon we are in a friendly wrestling match that ends with me pinning him against the couch, he is still a squirt after all!
“Ahhh! Tanner! Help me!” Al yells in an over dramatic fashion, trying to kick me off him
(Robby)
"I'm coming dude!" Tanner moves to help his friend, putting down the control and jumping on top of CJ, freeing Al and pushing his brother to the floor.
"Ooof." CJ grunts, now flat on his stomach with my runt of a brother on his back. I shake my head, smiling, as I pick Mario.
"Let's get him!" Al screams, jumping on top of his brother as he tries to get up.
CJ, now completely pinned to the floor, by the two, raises a hand and waves at me. "A little help?"
(CJ)
I growl and look up at Robby, it's not fair when it's two against one! "A little help?" I ask sheepishly. Al grabs my right arm and twists it behind my back
"Give up!"
"Uhhh! Never!" I growl in pain and look at Robby pleadingly; a helping hand would indeed be useful against these brats!
(Robby)
"Fine." I sigh, putting down the controller and jumping down. I grab Tanner by the elbows and flip him over so he's on his stomach. I pull his arms behind him and pin him there.
"Argh, let go....agh...asshole!" Tanner yells angrily, half his face eating carpet.
Al tries his best to keep CJ pinned down as he slowly pushes himself off the ground, but the effort is futile. Al falls flat on his back. CJ moves to stop him from getting up, kneeling over him and pinning his arms above his head."
"Hahaha gotcha now bro." CJ laughs victoriously. Al and Tanner both struggle to get up, but we're much stronger.
"What should we do with them?" I ask CJ.
(CJ)
I smile watching my brother pinned beneath me "Why don't we tie them up? I think there is some tape in the kitchen!"
"NOOOOO!" both kids scream and try to struggle harder, it’s not the first time we’ve tie those brats up, every time they try to put up a fight and every time they bound and gagged in the closet. I don’t see why this time should be different
"Robby, can you keep down Al too?" Robby complies, its hard but he seems to have everything under control by keeping both kids under his weight so I hurry to the kitchen looking for the duct tape, my friend's shouts echoing from the living room.
Just as I open the drawer, I feel a hand pressed over my mouth, before I can scream, I am jerked backwards…
(Robby)
"Robby, can you keep down Al too?" CJ asks. I nod. CJ flips his brother over to his stomach and I move in the small gap between Tanner and Al, laying on my stomach and holding them down with my hands pressing down on their heads and my arms on their backs.
"Don't worry guys, we'll let you watch us race, heh heh." I tease. I hear footsteps and look up at CJ.
"Wow, that was fast."
It's not CJ.
A fully grown man stands in the living room. He's wearing a black hoodie with the hood up, camo pants, boots, with a bandana hiding the lower half of his face. He is holding a gun directly at me. "Holy shit! CJ!" I yell. The man holds a gloved finger to where his lips would be, holding the gun more threateningly. I see another man behind him. He's wearing a camo jacket, camo pants, boots, and has a ski mask hiding his face. To my horror, I realize we had left the front door open.
“Go and see who else is here. And find something to tie them up." Bandana tells his partner. Ski-Mask complies and heads off to the kitchen. "Okay boys, I see you're already on your stomachs. That's good. Now throw over your wallets and cellphones; and anything else in your pockets and toss them over to me. Then put your hands over your heads and do what we say."
(CJ)
My heartbeat grows fast as I am shoved against the counter, my hands pulled behind my back. My captor, a man wearing a ski mask, rips the tape; the one I was going to use to tie the younger boys! I feel him wrapping it around my wrists several times, then he yanks me by my hair and forces me to march back to the living room.
Robby, Tanner and Al are lying on the floor, being held at gun point by another guy with a bandana over his face. Ski-mask shoves me to the ground, making me land besides Tanner "Found something to tie them up!" he tosses the tape to his partner
"Are you okay?" I whisper, Tanner looks at me with eyes wide open and nods. I watch as Bandana walks behind him and yanks his arms behind his back, the boy let's out a soft whimper as his hands are taped. Something tells me Robby and Al will soon run the same fate
(Robby)
"Hey, don't fucking hurt my brother!" I yell, the sound of Tanner's whimpering getting to me. Bandana's response is to violently yank my arms behind me proceed to wrap the duct tape tightly around my wrists several times. I grunt as I can feel it biting into my skin. When he's done, he moves over to Al and begins taping his wrists the same way. I try moving my hands, but they're bound too tightly.
I look over at Tanner and try to give him a reassuring look, but I'm pretty sure I'm failing. I look pass him at CJ, who grimaces. I hate this feeling of helplessness. I'm the oldest here so technically I'm responsible for protecting us, yet I can't do shit to help.
When Bandana is done taping Al's wrists. He asks "Should I get their ankles or should we move them someplace out of our way first?"
(CJ)
"Let's get him out of the way…" Ski-mask looks around until his eyes set on the closet "There!"
My eyes open wide and I turn to Al. My brother's face has gone pale; I know we have been talking about locking them in the closet earlier but that was a joke! "No! Wait don't lock us in... aghhh!" I growl as my hair is yanked backwards
"Did we ask for your opinion?" Bandana mocks and forces me to get up. I am the first one to be shoved inside the closet, tripping and landing on my butt. Before I can get up, Tanner falls on top of me, followed by Robby and Al. We groan and squirm trying to get into a more comfortable position. That place wasn't made to hold four people!"
Ski-mask holds Al's ankles and starts wrapping them in tape, soon we all have our legs taped together "Dammit!" I hear Ski-mask yell "We ran out of tape!" he throws the empty roll at us, bouncing off Robby's head
(Robby)
"Ow! Fuck you!" I yell, knowing my attitude will probably get me gagged. Although the fact they're out of tape gives me relief. I try moving my legs, but they bound them from ankle and to mid calve. It was very tight. Duct tape is difficult to escape from but not impossible, as I know from watching crime shows. They must've have used extra strength duct tape.
"Don't worry," says Bandana. "We can gag them with their socks. Or we can roll up these pillow cases." He pulls a bunch of pillowcases from an open Walmart bag on the shelf above us.
(CJ)
Those were new pillowcases! I watched as they open the bag and pour its contents on the floor "We can use the pillowcases" says Ski-mask "Although this one..." I watch him yanking Robby's hair "Has earn the sock treatment!"
“Don’t you dare put my mmphhh!” Robby's protests are muffled by his own socks being stuffed inside his mouth by Ski-mask while Bandana ties a pillowcase over it. At least they gagged the rest of us with just the pillowcases although that wasn't any better. The cloths were really tick, practically filling up my mouth, Tanner and Al who were smaller were faring even worse with their cheeks bulging like squirrels
"Nhhgg!" I grunt glaring at my captors, I can hear my fellow captives moaning, growling and whimpering. I try to move my legs but not only Tanner is sitting on top, the tape is really snug! In the movies the bad guys usually use a single strip! Why did this ones decided to use the whole roll?
"Okay boys!" says Ski-mask standing back "Just enjoy this time together and better not try anything or else..." he aims the gun at us getting a few nervous cries from the younger boys.
We are really screwed
To be continued...
Part 1:
(CJ)
Four boys are walking down the street after school, me, a 17-year-old boy, slim and not very tall with short messy brown hair. I decided to wear a green t-shirt with the word "Elemental" written in black, a pair of jean shorts and grey ankle socks. Beside me walks my friend Robby, also 17, taller than me, medium built and medium length dark brown hair. He is wearing an oversized black t-shirt with a light gray stripe with the number '09' on his chest, gray cargo shorts, white socks; and a black watch and a green rubber wristband on his right wrist.
In front of us walks my brother Al, 12 years old, skinny with long brown hair like mine, wearing a yellow t-shirt with green camo shorts and white socks and Robby’s brother Tanner, an 11-year-old boy, small and skinny with medium length brown hair. He is wearing a large blueish gray t-shirt with an orange trim, as well as 'Fire & Rescue' written in orange and '77' written in white on the chest; black cargo shorts, white socks, and a black watch on his right wrist.
The kids are engaging in the usual horseplay down the road while I talk happily with Robby. My parents are gone for the weekend which means that I have the house for myself… well, me and Al but… “We can always lock them in the closet for the weekend” I tell Robby, he chuckles and playfully elbows me, I mean, one can always dream like. Being mine and Al’s best friends respectively, we had invited the brothers for the weekend to. This was going to be fun!
We finally arrive home and I push the door open, my brother Al and Tanner rush inside, saying something about beating each other at Mario Kart. I chuckle and step inside, kicking off my shoes
“Well, we have the whole weekend for the four of us!” I tell Robby “Wanna teach those brats who is the boss on Mario Kart?”
(Robby)
"Dude, we are the Mario Kart masters." I tell CJ enthusiastically, heading over to the living room. Tanner and Al are already sitting on the couch, having already booted up the Nintendo. I plop down onto the couch between them, pushing them to the sides.
"Move over, squirts." I say cheerfully, my brother and his friend are annoyed
"You're an asshole, Robby." Tanner says, punching my arm, as he reaches down to grab a controller.
I reach down and grab another one while CJ sits on the couch next to Al.
(CJ)
“So, ready to get your asses kicked?” I grin picking up the control
“I don’t know, are you?” Al replies with a cocky grin
“Aww! Little Al think he can beat me!” My brother glares at me and punches my arm, I punch him back and soon we are in a friendly wrestling match that ends with me pinning him against the couch, he is still a squirt after all!
“Ahhh! Tanner! Help me!” Al yells in an over dramatic fashion, trying to kick me off him
(Robby)
"I'm coming dude!" Tanner moves to help his friend, putting down the control and jumping on top of CJ, freeing Al and pushing his brother to the floor.
"Ooof." CJ grunts, now flat on his stomach with my runt of a brother on his back. I shake my head, smiling, as I pick Mario.
"Let's get him!" Al screams, jumping on top of his brother as he tries to get up.
CJ, now completely pinned to the floor, by the two, raises a hand and waves at me. "A little help?"
(CJ)
I growl and look up at Robby, it's not fair when it's two against one! "A little help?" I ask sheepishly. Al grabs my right arm and twists it behind my back
"Give up!"
"Uhhh! Never!" I growl in pain and look at Robby pleadingly; a helping hand would indeed be useful against these brats!
(Robby)
"Fine." I sigh, putting down the controller and jumping down. I grab Tanner by the elbows and flip him over so he's on his stomach. I pull his arms behind him and pin him there.
"Argh, let go....agh...asshole!" Tanner yells angrily, half his face eating carpet.
Al tries his best to keep CJ pinned down as he slowly pushes himself off the ground, but the effort is futile. Al falls flat on his back. CJ moves to stop him from getting up, kneeling over him and pinning his arms above his head."
"Hahaha gotcha now bro." CJ laughs victoriously. Al and Tanner both struggle to get up, but we're much stronger.
"What should we do with them?" I ask CJ.
(CJ)
I smile watching my brother pinned beneath me "Why don't we tie them up? I think there is some tape in the kitchen!"
"NOOOOO!" both kids scream and try to struggle harder, it’s not the first time we’ve tie those brats up, every time they try to put up a fight and every time they bound and gagged in the closet. I don’t see why this time should be different
"Robby, can you keep down Al too?" Robby complies, its hard but he seems to have everything under control by keeping both kids under his weight so I hurry to the kitchen looking for the duct tape, my friend's shouts echoing from the living room.
Just as I open the drawer, I feel a hand pressed over my mouth, before I can scream, I am jerked backwards…
(Robby)
"Robby, can you keep down Al too?" CJ asks. I nod. CJ flips his brother over to his stomach and I move in the small gap between Tanner and Al, laying on my stomach and holding them down with my hands pressing down on their heads and my arms on their backs.
"Don't worry guys, we'll let you watch us race, heh heh." I tease. I hear footsteps and look up at CJ.
"Wow, that was fast."
It's not CJ.
A fully grown man stands in the living room. He's wearing a black hoodie with the hood up, camo pants, boots, with a bandana hiding the lower half of his face. He is holding a gun directly at me. "Holy shit! CJ!" I yell. The man holds a gloved finger to where his lips would be, holding the gun more threateningly. I see another man behind him. He's wearing a camo jacket, camo pants, boots, and has a ski mask hiding his face. To my horror, I realize we had left the front door open.
“Go and see who else is here. And find something to tie them up." Bandana tells his partner. Ski-Mask complies and heads off to the kitchen. "Okay boys, I see you're already on your stomachs. That's good. Now throw over your wallets and cellphones; and anything else in your pockets and toss them over to me. Then put your hands over your heads and do what we say."
(CJ)
My heartbeat grows fast as I am shoved against the counter, my hands pulled behind my back. My captor, a man wearing a ski mask, rips the tape; the one I was going to use to tie the younger boys! I feel him wrapping it around my wrists several times, then he yanks me by my hair and forces me to march back to the living room.
Robby, Tanner and Al are lying on the floor, being held at gun point by another guy with a bandana over his face. Ski-mask shoves me to the ground, making me land besides Tanner "Found something to tie them up!" he tosses the tape to his partner
"Are you okay?" I whisper, Tanner looks at me with eyes wide open and nods. I watch as Bandana walks behind him and yanks his arms behind his back, the boy let's out a soft whimper as his hands are taped. Something tells me Robby and Al will soon run the same fate
(Robby)
"Hey, don't fucking hurt my brother!" I yell, the sound of Tanner's whimpering getting to me. Bandana's response is to violently yank my arms behind me proceed to wrap the duct tape tightly around my wrists several times. I grunt as I can feel it biting into my skin. When he's done, he moves over to Al and begins taping his wrists the same way. I try moving my hands, but they're bound too tightly.
I look over at Tanner and try to give him a reassuring look, but I'm pretty sure I'm failing. I look pass him at CJ, who grimaces. I hate this feeling of helplessness. I'm the oldest here so technically I'm responsible for protecting us, yet I can't do shit to help.
When Bandana is done taping Al's wrists. He asks "Should I get their ankles or should we move them someplace out of our way first?"
(CJ)
"Let's get him out of the way…" Ski-mask looks around until his eyes set on the closet "There!"
My eyes open wide and I turn to Al. My brother's face has gone pale; I know we have been talking about locking them in the closet earlier but that was a joke! "No! Wait don't lock us in... aghhh!" I growl as my hair is yanked backwards
"Did we ask for your opinion?" Bandana mocks and forces me to get up. I am the first one to be shoved inside the closet, tripping and landing on my butt. Before I can get up, Tanner falls on top of me, followed by Robby and Al. We groan and squirm trying to get into a more comfortable position. That place wasn't made to hold four people!"
Ski-mask holds Al's ankles and starts wrapping them in tape, soon we all have our legs taped together "Dammit!" I hear Ski-mask yell "We ran out of tape!" he throws the empty roll at us, bouncing off Robby's head
(Robby)
"Ow! Fuck you!" I yell, knowing my attitude will probably get me gagged. Although the fact they're out of tape gives me relief. I try moving my legs, but they bound them from ankle and to mid calve. It was very tight. Duct tape is difficult to escape from but not impossible, as I know from watching crime shows. They must've have used extra strength duct tape.
"Don't worry," says Bandana. "We can gag them with their socks. Or we can roll up these pillow cases." He pulls a bunch of pillowcases from an open Walmart bag on the shelf above us.
(CJ)
Those were new pillowcases! I watched as they open the bag and pour its contents on the floor "We can use the pillowcases" says Ski-mask "Although this one..." I watch him yanking Robby's hair "Has earn the sock treatment!"
“Don’t you dare put my mmphhh!” Robby's protests are muffled by his own socks being stuffed inside his mouth by Ski-mask while Bandana ties a pillowcase over it. At least they gagged the rest of us with just the pillowcases although that wasn't any better. The cloths were really tick, practically filling up my mouth, Tanner and Al who were smaller were faring even worse with their cheeks bulging like squirrels
"Nhhgg!" I grunt glaring at my captors, I can hear my fellow captives moaning, growling and whimpering. I try to move my legs but not only Tanner is sitting on top, the tape is really snug! In the movies the bad guys usually use a single strip! Why did this ones decided to use the whole roll?
"Okay boys!" says Ski-mask standing back "Just enjoy this time together and better not try anything or else..." he aims the gun at us getting a few nervous cries from the younger boys.
We are really screwed
To be continued...