Trender & offender trouble in the family

it all starts here

The box loomed in their sights.

It took a minute before Danny nodded affirmatively. Letting Randy go. Danny approached the box that was on the bed. He hummed quietly in thought while placing under the bed.

Meanwhile Trender and Smexy both watched something to pacify their stress from earlier. "I told Slender what happened. He wants me to go see if they're okay," Using this to excuse himself to get up from the sofa. Heading cautiously up the steps.

Randy came out of the shower, drying off. He froze as Danny knocked on the door urgently. Randy opened the door. Danny rushed to the toilet, holding his stomach. The trauma caused Randy to kneel down by his side. Pawing his back.

Trender heard the gagging coming from their room. He lightly knocked on the door, but no one came over. Randy had locked the door. Danny wiped his mouth after the spewing. Somewhat feeling better, " Thanks,"

Randy figured this moment was calming down. He patted Danny's back five more times gently before walking over to the door. "Yes?" "Is everything ok?" Trender peeked through the slightly ajar doorway. Randy nodded. "He was feeling a little sick but he is okay now," Trender sighed in relief, walking away.

Randy returned to the bed, thinking aloud. "If you want to be alone, all you have to do is ask," Danny smirked. Randy's face turned red, knowing what his brother was getting at. He just couldn't say it, His shyness left him mute from the embarrassment.

Danny left the room, walking to Trender's room, "Trender? Are you still awake?" he squeaked out. Trender gotten up from his desk. Opened the door. "Come in" Trender welcomed.

As Randy was alone, he locked the door. Closed the window. Randy pulled one of the boxes out of the bag he had gotten. Thankfully there was instructions in the box. Reading on how to use this type of toy made him hum thoughtfully.

Danny chatted on with his uncle. "I had to leave the room. Randy wanted to be alone," Trender knew what he was getting at. The patriarch struggled to find words of comfort but he knew Randy was of age. Danny took this moment to break the metaphorical ice. " I know that look." Danny chuckled. Trender jumped sheepishly. "You do?" "Yeah, but I'm not sure. I guess it's just something that slipped his mind when dad was around... You know?" Trender nodded. The younger man patted Trender's hand. " He was more worried about what dad would do, you know?", "I am so sorry that you both have ever had to go through that", Trender tightly embraced him.

Offender was sitting downstairs on the sofa. Texting his brother. making sure that Splendor was okay from the moment they had,

[ don't worry I'm okay just angry ] He texted.

Smexy put his phone away, and got up from the sofa. Walking to the room, he laid down on the somewhat made bed.

-Damn... What was wrong with him?- he thought to himself. Offender froze as he heard noises from the ceiling. Such noises caused him to quietly giggle. His mouth stretching a dark smile . "Sounds like someone is having a little fun~," he purred. Offender got out of bed and walked outside. Lighting up a cigarette, he glanced up at the windows.

Trender and Danny were working on the scrapbook together. Trender's phone ringing made them both jump. Trender turned around, looking at his phone.

*Slender is calling*

"Hello?" Trender tried to maintain his composure. Slender took a second to reply. "Everything's alright now. Splendor called you earlier to see how Randy is doing. He seemed really pissed off when he left," "That's a relief," Trender sighed while helping with the scrapbook, talking on the phone at the same time,

Randy was having a little fun to himself. Experimenting with the new little toys he had gotten. The freedom causing him to blush. His legs sprawled on the bed with lube right out of the box. Generously slathering the oil on the toy. This new feeling for him caused him to purr in ecstacy.

Trender, in the meanwhile, continued his chat with his older brother. He hung up and returned back to what they were doing before.

Offenderman was still smoking outside. His eyes drifted down to see a text on his phone he had gotten from someone. His bottom lip grumbled. "Yeah, yeah... I'll call ya." Instead of getting a hello, he got screaming from the other end, "Holy fuck!" Offender screeched in shock. "Yeah, yeah! I'm coming don't have a fucking cow..." Quickly shutting the phone in the stressful moment. The orders made Offender rush off, infuriated with his plans being ruined.

Randy was completely unaware. The bliss of these toys made time feel still. The moment was broken from a text from his phone. A cheerful hum escaped before returning to his fun.

Trender was just about done with the book when Danny asked if they could start dinner. Trender nodded as he got up, "Sure, what would you like?" There was a pause in Danny's indecisiveness. Still trying to get over his vomitting fit. The two walked downstairs as Danny finally spoke up. "Not too sure... Maybe something on the lighter side?" Danny pulled a chair to sit. Trender gave a small smile. "I got the thing," Trender announced a soup dinner. "Go tell your brother what we're having," He began cutting ingrediants for it.

Danny headed back up, and knocked on the door to see if he was done. Randy had gotten out of bed and opened the door. " Yes-? Oh." Randy squeaked. Danny patted his shoulder. "Good, you're done. We're making dinner if you are done." Danny was cut off with a big yes from Randy. Danny pulled his wrist lightly. "Alright, come on," They both headed downstairs together. "Okay. I got him," Danny announced to Trender. They both sat down, their meal was given. Trender handed both a bowl. "Alright, dig in",

Weeks passed. Randy and Danny were more than comfy in their setting. Randy had begun to open up more with everyone. The two sharing a room together with his brother writing in his book that he had gotten about how his life is going.

He heard a knock "Yes?", Offenderman opened the door. Bringing in a tray of food. "Trender said it's lunchtime. How're you feeling, any better?" "Yeah. The cold is almost gone" Randy sniffled. Taking the tray. "Alright, well... bye," Offender rushed out. Not wanting to stay long, he closed the door.

Randy got back to writing as Danny was fast asleep in the bed next to him. Randy heard his phone buzzing off on his pillow. Picking it up, he read the text. Danny woke up to Randy's giggling. "What're you giggling about?" Danny asked, making Randy jump. "Ah! I'm sorry! Did I wake you?!" Danny shook his head as Randy hid the phone. "Nothing," He glanced away shyly. Danny pouted. "Sure. Doesn't look like nothing," The pout turned into a smirk, "Alright. Don't tell anyone but.. I kind of been talking to this guy-," Danny's face even redder "Oh!? And when were you going to tell me?" Danny asked, poking Randy's cheek.

Randy fell to the side landing on his pillow, "Well... I was unsure at the moment. As you know we were new to one another," Randy told him as he sat back up. "So... What's his name?" Randy took in a deep breath and let it out "Okay, well his name is Vinny and he works around here. We've been talking back and forth" Randy explained.

"So where did you meet him?" Danny asked, but Randy was very unsure how to tell him, "Well... All I can say is you will see soon."

(Who is this man and what is to come? Find out next time in Trenderman & offender's tale.)