The Quest for Chocolate Bunnies

"Mom, can I go over to Gregg's house?" I asked Mom after the egg hunt had been done and we had gotten back home and Mom had put the eggs in the refrigerator. She'd make egg salad sandwiches for us with some of them, and put others in salads or such. The trouble with Easter eggs is that you finish with a dozen or more hard-boiled eggs, all with the whites discolored with the dyes. Tom and I had each eaten four or five eggs each and would have eaten more if Mom hadn't taken our baskets from us. And there had been Peeps, which Mom had cut off after the third rack-of-five Peeps chicks. A good thing too, I like Peeps but that's an awful lot of sugar-marshmallow for a kid to eat.

But one thing had been noticeably absent from the day. Chocolate bunnies. Not even the little ones that are all one piece of chocolate, but my dream was to get one of the big ones. You know, the ones in the form of a rabbit sitting on his hind quarters and forefeet, they stand about eight inches high and the ears of the rabbit are solid chocolate that taste better than anything in the world! The body was this thin chocolate shell, but it was the same wonderful blend of heavenly, creamy chocolate. I wanted one of those more than anything; I'd gotten one back when I was five years old (one of my earliest memories) from my grandma, but she'd died that winter and my Mom just never bought us chocolate. Oh, she'd buy us the other stuff for Easter, but never the chocolate bunnies. Like my mentioning that chocolate bunny Grandma had bought me upset her somehow.

What's this got to do with Gregg? His mom always bought a lot of chocolate bunnies for Easter. Last year, when I'd been seven, I'd gone to his house and seen the last of the chocolate bunnies in Gregg's hand. Gregg had bragged how his Mom always got him a half dozen or so of the little ones. "And next year, she said she'd buy me one of the big ones!" he'd concluded. "And when she does, I'll share it with you."

So I was bound to get over to Gregg's house. Even when she said, "Take your little brother over with you, then."

I groaned. "Aw, Mom, why do I gotta?"

"Because I said so, that's why."

Kind of hard to argue with logic like that. "Okay, Mom. Come on, Tommy." I said.

With my six year old brother in tow, I went to Gregg's. Just next door, across the back yard, and the alley there, then one door down, but next door...sort of.

Gregg's Mom let us in, she was used to my back-door knock to visit Gregg. "Come on in, Billy, Gregg's up in his room. Said he was expecting you."

"Yeah!" I said. Okay, so I'd been mentioning his offer to share that chocolate bunny with him for a while. Ever since everyone started talking about Easter. Okay, I'd mentioned it frequently, Gregg was my best friend, after all.

"Hey, Billy, come on....what's with the twerp?"

"Mom made me bring him." I said. "Sorry. Where's the...oh, God, there it is!"

The chocolate bunny. In all its unwrapped glory, sitting on the nightstand by his bed. "It's beautiful!"

"It sure is!" Tommy poked in. "Can I have some?"

"Sorry, it's just for Gregg and me!" I interrupted. "Maybe Gregg has one of the small ones you can have!"

No, I want some of the big one!" whined Tommy immediately. And when Tommy whines, the entire house and part of the neighborhood knows about it.

"You can't have any!" I said. "It's for Gregg and me!"

"How come he'll share some with you and not with me?" Tommy demanded.

"Because him and me are best buddies, who do everything together and share everything!" I said.

Gregg was watching all this with silent interest.

"I can do everything with him that you can!" Tommy argued.

"You can not!"

"Can too!"

"I can too, and I can prove it!" Tommy said.

"Okay, so prove it!" I challenged.

I figured that would make Tommy run out of the room crying and then Gregg and I could share the chocolate bunny like we'd planned. But instead, Tommy jumped into bed with Gregg and started rubbing at his crotch!

"Huh, what the...?" was what Gregg got out.

"What are you doing?" I gasped out.

"What you two do." Tommy said as he kept rubbing at Gregg's dick through his shorts. "Like you and he do at night. I seen you doing it. I can do it, too!"

"Gregg and I do more than that!" I said, embarrassed as hell. "He's not going to give you some of the chocolate bunny just for doing that."

"Yes, I will!" Gregg hastily contradicted me. "Ooh, come on, Tommy, take it out for me. Do it like Billy does, and you can have some of the chocolate bunny."

"Yeah!" Tommy began to undo Gregg's pants.

"But you were going to share it with me!" I protested. "The bunny. The solid ears!" There were only two ears, remember, and that was the good part of the bunny. I wanted an entire ear all for myself! A bit of the shell-like body instead just wasn't the same!

"I want one of the ears!" Tommy said as he got Gregg's pants undone and grabbed hold of Gregg's prick.

"Hey, one of those is mine!" I said. "Gregg promised!"

"I said I'd share it with you." Gregg pointed out. "Not which part I'd give you."

"But...but...but I want one of the ears!"

"So do I!" Tommy said as he began to pump on Gregg's dick. I have to admit, Tommy knew just how to do it.

"Me, too." Gregg said. "Hunhh! Oh, that feels good!"

"You'll let me have the other chocolate ear, won't you?" Tommy asked Gregg.

"Maybe." Gregg groaned.

"Now just a minute!" I said. "Just because he's playing with your wiener, you're going to give him the other chocolate ear."

"Maybe."

I got mad. "There's no way you're giving Tommy my chocolate ear."

"It's my chocolate bunny and Tommy is playing with my dick." Gregg said. "Oooh!"

I got over there in a hurry and took Gregg's dick away from Tommy! "You can't give Tommy my chocolate ear! It's mine!" And I began to pump on Gregg's pud in a hurry!

"Hey!" Tommy objected. "I was doing that!"

"But I can do it better!" I said.

"Give me that back!" Tommy complained. "I was doing that, me!"

"Oh, ooh, ooh!" Gregg gasped.

I knew Gregg was about to finish, and I was intent on making him finish, but then Tommy's hand came up and managed to knock mine away.

"Ooh, oh, don't stop!"

Tommy and I were locked in a struggle. Leaving poor Gregg there with a tingly wiener and nothing to let him finish.

"It's mine, it's mine!" Tommy shrieked.

"No, it's not, it's mine!" I complained. "Gregg promised me! He promised!"

"But it's mine, it's mine!"

"Boys!" came the voice of Gregg's mother from outside the door. Gregg yelped and yanked a bit of cover over him. "What's going on in there?"

"Nothing!" came our three voices like any young boy always says to his mother.

And like every mother since the beginning of time, she'll settle for that as long as the noise has stopped, which it had.

"Well...you boys share in there and share nice, or I'll call your Mom and make you go home!" Gregg's mom settled for saying, and she left.

"Yeah, you guys share!" Gregg said as he threw the covers back. "You share it, and I'll share with both of you."

I didn't know how he was going to do that, but I was ready enough to play along. The promise of finally, finally having another chocolate bunny, even a piece of it, was enough to make me compliant and Tommy, who knew his big brother enough to know when to compromise, was agreeable, too.

"Now, the rule is that you each get a count of ten to do what you want." Gregg said. "The one who gets me to finish is the one who gets the other ear. The other one has to take the body. Okay?"

"Okay." Tommy knew this was the best deal he would get from two older boys.

"Okay." I said, but I had a secret plan up my sleeve. "Tommy can go first."

Tommy gleefully grabbed Gregg's prong and began to pump on him while Gregg counted off, one, two, three....

I used this time to get into position, kneeling down with my face close to Gregg's crotch. My hand was there, too, I'm sure Gregg assumed I was just getting into a position to grab him in a hurry.

"....eight, nine and ten!" Gregg said. Tommy let go according to the agreement and I swooped in to replace him.

But not with my hand. I sucked Gregg's peter into my mouth. I didn't have any real knowledge of how to suck a cock, only the term, and the companion phrase, "wrapped her lips around it and really went to town." I'd heard this from a friend of my dad's who had been talking when I came up. Daddy and he hadn't seen me at first, but then they did and the friend had shut up, and they changed the subject.

But I had the words and I was going to try them out to gain my chocolate bunny ear! Gregg just gasped and then he groaned when I got my lips on his pud and began to suck as I bobbed up and down real fast. Gregg was moaning hard.

After a moment, Tommy started saying, "Six, seven, eight, nine, ten! My turn!"

"Uh, ah-uh, ah-uh!" Gregg gasped.

"Get off him, it's my turn!" Tommy shouted. "Mine!"

I kept going but Tommy grabbed hold of my hair and yanked with both hands, real hard. I yelped and let go.

Tommy then dove onto Gregg's pud and put his mouth over it and tried to do the same thing. I was relieved to see him fail miserably.

"Ooh, ow, oh, ow, stop, that hurts, stop it, stop!"

"Time's up, squirt." I said, my victory in sight.

Tommy blubbered some, but settled down to watch me earn my chocolate ear. I guess he figured there'd be other Easters and other chocolate ears and he'd want to know next time what to do.

I went back to sucking on Gregg's dick with a will. Now that I wasn't in competition with my brother, I began to work it slower. Found what made Gregg moan better. What made him squirm and writhe and gasp. Yeah, he liked it with lots of my spit on it and moving fast as I could. Sucking all by itself didn't do nothing. But using it to hold the cock inside me made it better for him.

"Oh, ah, AH-HUH, HUH-HUH, YEAH, yeah, that's good, Billy, that's good!" Gregg gasped. "Oh, yeah, ah, ah, ah!" I was waiting for him to completely finish, the thought of losing my promised chocolate bunny ear made me cautious.

"Okay, stop now, stop, stop, UH-HUH-UH-UH-UH-UH-HUH-HUH!" Now Gregg was really moaning, gasping hard, and I mean hard! He was thrashing underneath me as I sucked on him.

"Oh, wow, wow!" Tommy breathed as he watched me suck Gregg's dick, Gregg moaning like crazy beneath me. "Wow, how'd you do that?"

I was out of breath but I let go of Gregg's dick, which flopped down softly onto his belly, and I said, "I don't know, but it was cool!"

"Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man!" Gregg gasped.

"Are you boys okay in there?" came Gregg's mom's voice from outside the door again. Gregg pulled a pillow over his dick (Tommy was lying on the blanket) and I stood up and that's when Gregg's mom opened the door. "Are you boys playing nice in here?" she wanted to know.

"We sure are." I said, grinning. "Gregg was about to give me one of the chocolate ears off his bunny."

I was surprised to see Gregg's mom frown. "But hasn't he given you your bunny yet?"

"Huh?"

"My bunny?" I asked numbly.

"The one we bought for him to give you for Easter." Gregg's mom said. "I get them free at the office, we have plenty."

I looked at Gregg who made a grin and helpless shrug. "I was going to tell you soon as we got rid of your little brother."

"Hey!" Tommy said.

"We're all out of the big bunnies, but I got plenty of the little ones for your little brother." Gregg's mom said. "Let me go get them for you."

When the door closed I turned to Gregg. "Where is it?"

"In the closet." Gregg said.

"But I want a chocolate bunny ear just like Billy!" Tommy whined. "I want a chocolate bunny ear!"

"Billy is the one who won my other ear." Gregg said with a grin.

"But that's not fair!" Tommy stomped.

"I wouldn't say that." I said. "Gregg's got plans for both of his chocolate bunny's ears. But I don't."

"Huh?"

"Sure." Gregg said. "You got to try that out. It was much better than a hand ever was!"

"I bet it was."

Tommy got it. "You mean for me to get a chocolate bunny ear, I got to suck your wienie?"

"Not entirely." I said. "You got to do a good job."

"Better than me." Gregg said. "I want a chance to win another chocolate bunny ear, too."

"Good chocolate." I agreed.

It was turning out to be a great Easter!

THE END
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