Chapter 1

"Hey, Zac."

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?" Zac asked curiously.

"Your parents had to go out, so they asked me to come over and keep an eye on Mackie."

"Oh, okay," Zac said as he continued into the kitchen.

Zac sat down at the table and took a piece of fruit form the bowl and bit into it. He stared out the window quietly, thinking to himself. He was the farthest thing from a morning person. He liked to not say much until he was well awake. It was rather hard to be so antisocial in the mornings when you lived in such a big family, but he taught himself how to deal with that.

He turned around to the sound of the front door opening. Isaac walked in and Zac watched as a smile quickly spread across his face when he spotted Cassie on the floor. He had the hots for Cassie for years even before she started watching his younger siblings, but then again Isaac loves just about anything that's female and within' his age bracket. "Hey Cassie," he said happily as he gazed at her.

Cassie quickly turned around and smiled right back, "Hey Isaac. How are you?" Zac always had this intuition that Cassie liked him just as much. Isaac quickly sat down on the floor next to Cassie and began playing with Mackie.

As Cassie and Isaac were batting eyes at each other, Taylor walked in the front door and smirked evilly at his brother and his friend on the floor. Zac turned around waiting for Taylor's comment. He had been ragging on Isaac any chance he could lately and even though it was probably mean, it was always some amusing and free entertainment, "Isn't it a little early in the season to start mating?" Taylor joked.

Zac choked a little on the apple he was eating, he was not expecting him to bust Isaac about his crush. Cassie began to giggle slightly, but quickly stopped when she saw the look in Isaac's eyes, "Cassie, what's mating?" Mackenzie asked.

Curiously, Zac sat waiting for how Cassie was going to find away to answer that one. Unfortunately before she could answer, Taylor chimed in, "Well, Mac, mating is something Isaac has tried to do many times, but never succeeded. Cause Isaac's what adults call a mix breed and we humans don't like them producing offspring," Taylor responded.

"Taylor!" Cassie scolded, "Don't say that to him and besides that really mean. Don’t be mean to your brother.”

"Okay, Cassie, but I'm warning you, don’t get too close, he is a wild animal. The last girl he got close to was forced to get a rabies shoot," Taylor said as he turned and walked out of the room.

Zac turned away and shook his head at what had just happened. He knew that one day Isaac and Taylor were gonna come to blows and it was going to be huge. He could only hope that he would be lucky enough to witness it. After a minute or so, he decided he better get up and head for the shower, before Taylor got in there.

"Of course, I'm buying them for all three of you. why?" she said browsing not even looking up at Taylor when she responded.

"Because this isn't the right section. You know Ike wears little girls panties. He thinks it turns Cassie on." Taylor said loudly hoping that he could get some strangers to look over.

"Oh, Taylor, stop that!" Mom laughed. I don't think she realized how annoyed Isaac got about Taylor's comments and how ready to kill him Isaac was.

I didn't say anything, though. When Taylor and Isaac get into on of there little arguments, back and forths, I don't know whatever you want to call them, I just kept myself out of it. Although, I thought that sometimes Taylor could go a little too far.

Taylor must have noticed how quiet I was because he came over to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, "So, Zac have you had any luck figuring out what Ike really is, cause I know I haven't?" he joked, I just smirked slightly, I didn't not want to get involved.

"Very funny, asshole." Isaac mumbled. I think I was the only one who heard him.

I turned around trying to break myself away from the tension building between Ike and Tay when a man, standing off about fifteen feet, caught my attention. He was looking threw some shirts and kept glancing up at me every thirty seconds or so. I stared back at him for some reason, I found it very odd the way he was looking threw the racks. It was like he wasn’t really looking at the shirts, like they were just a cover for what he was really there for.

The more I watched, the more I noticed he definitely wasn't looking in these racks. But, I did notice that every thirty seconds had turned into him staring at me out of the corner of his eye on a constant basis. I stared at him more intensely, trying to see if I was just imagining this or if this guy was really gaping at me.

After a couple of minutes, I realized he was definitely staring at me and I didn't like it all. It gave me this creepy feeling inside and made my skin crawl. It was like I was being violated through this man's eyes.

I turned my back away from this man and looked towards my brothers and my mother. They had walked away and were already looking at boxers for Isaac. I quickly walked over to them continuously looking back over my shoulder to make sure he wasn't coming up to grab me or something.

I was freaked out because the farther away I moved the closer he would walk towards us. I picked up my pace and when I reached my mother’s side. I stayed there and never took my eyes off of him.

"Mom!" I said pulling them down from her hand.

"Isaac," she scolded. She looked at them again and then looked at me, "I have to buy them for you. They are just to cute!" No, hell no, there is no way that I, the sexy man that I am, is gonna where Teletubbies over my dick.

"Mom, I'm 19-years-old, I'm a little old for Teletubbies," I was trying to get her to stop looking at me like I was a little boy.

"Little old for Teletubbies," Taylor's voice rang from behind me, "Well then how come you were Tinky Winky for Halloween?"

"I was not Tinky Winky, I was a raisin," I shot back indignity.

"You didn't have to dress up to be a raisin. Unfortunately, I've seen you naked and believe me your pruney enough you didn't need a costume." I knew he was smiling abundantly.

"Taylor," my mother snapped, "Just ignore him Isaac, he's just fooling around with you," my mother told me. Believe me, I had been trying to ignore him at all costs, but he was still finding ways to get under my skin., "Oh boys come over here," she called from the next rack.

When we reached the rack she handed Taylor the pile that she had been holding in her arms for a while. They were plaid and Satan still all basic colors, as well as two packages of the briefs he wears more often, cause his dick probably curves to much to one side for him to be comfortable in boxers.

"Here sweetheart, these are yours," she said handing me the ones she picked out, "Look at the cute ones I've picked out for you! This ones says Mommy's little prince, and this one has cute little chubby angels on it and this one has lips on it." I almost feel over.

"Mom, what the hell are these?" I was really annoyed. Fag boy gets normal ones and I, the manly brother, get friggin' weird ones even a gay man would have problems with.

"These Isaac, are what us humans call underwear. We were them over our private areas unlike the your kind. I hear they normally just let themselves hang out. However, since you are trying to reside in the human world, you need to learn to cover yourself up," he snickered obviously finding himself amusing.

"Choke on it Taylor!"

"You wish, incest is also wrong in humans. Something else you need to learn," God damb him!

"Look what else I found!" Mom said running over again handing me a few more pairs. There was hot pants, Little red fire engines and much to my horror ones that read buns of steel.

"Mom, I can't where these, look at them!" I was begging her.

"If I'm paying, then you are wearing what I like," and that was that. I knew I couldn't argue anymore, "Besides, they are cute.”

"I just don't understand why the two of them get to wear normal ones and I get these rather embarrassing one?"

"Because you're my cutie pie!" she reached up stroked my cheek gently.

"Ummm... cutie? When was the last time you got your vision checked Mom, cause for everyone else he's like an eclipse. Don't look directly into you'll go blind!" Taylor's obnoxious voice piped in again.

"Stop it Taylor," she said turning to him and pointing her finger at him, "Come Isaac, I want to see how they look." I stopped. There was no way...

"You're not going in there with me," I told her.

"Like hell I'm not!" she said pointing me forward. This was by far the worst shopping experience ever.

I walked defeated into the small space in the dressing room and she followed closely behind. I should have known better then to think she was actually gonna let me do it alone. The next few minutes were both mortifying and disturbing all in one. I was forced to change in front of her and then model these ridiculous underwear for her. She, sadly for me and my already non existent sex life, decided that she liked all of them.

As we walked out of the dressing room she came over to me and hugged me for no reason, "You're my little baby Isaac."

"Ok?" I was really confused.

"That's why I love to buy you all these things. It's not the same with your brothers. you were my first little boy and it's really hard for me to let that go. You'll always be my little baby," she looked like she was about to cry.

I kissed my Mom on the forehead and smiled warmly at her, "I love you Mom," she smiled back and squeezed my hand in acknowledgment.

"Guys come on, I need to go look at bras and stuff for me. Mine are getting kind of shot," Ugh, that was really gross. Bras shopping with my mother, chills.

Ahh that's even more disgusting. There went the beast walking right behind my mother as we entered the intimate apparel section. I just tried to stay as quiet and as far away as possible as my mother shopped for her female things. Isaac really infuriates me. He just thinks he's the best thing since sliced bread and he is far from what he makes himself out to be. Just because he's the oldest and gets the most responsibility doesn't mean that he's any better then me. If you ask me everything about Isaac is bull shit! "Hey Tay?" Beast said to me.

"Yes, Mr. ED?"

"I got you something," he said ignoring me heavy diss.

"Oh really what did you get me a fly swatter so I could swat away the damb flies that fly around your ass all the time?"

"No actually its this bra! It's a 36A. I know its kind of big, you know the cups and all, but I think you'll grow into it in like two three years. And I got you a big tube of Vagasil, for that yeast infection of yours that keeps flaring up!" What an ass-hole. How dare he get one up on me!

I could hear the two people behind me begin to laugh at his stupid little joke. Ok he wants to play like that, well then, its on. "Isaac, that is so rude buying a bra the small for Cassie? How the hell do you know her size have you been spying on people again?" I said loud enough for the whole section to hear me, "And for the last time Isaac Vagasil is for yeast infections you're looking for preparation H for your hemorrhoids!" and with that final statement my mothers head spun around.

"Isaac you didn't tell me you had hemorrhoids?"

"Cause I don't. Taylor's just a big fat liar." he shot me the look of death.

Oh man am I good. "Isaac, honey. It's a natural part of life it happens. If you have hemorrhoids, we can take care of them," she was trying to be sincere.

"Mom, I have nothing to be embarrassed about because I don't have hemorrhoids," this couldn't get any better.

"Taylor, can you do me a favor?"

"Yeah, ma sure," I answered back like the perfect son that I am.

"Go get some hemorrhoid medicine for your brother and meet us by the check-out," scratch that, it did just get better.

"Sure," I smiled at Isaac as I walked away, "Hey Zac, you want to take a walk with me?"

"Huh, what?" he asked, I obviously just shuck him from some daze.

"Do you want to take a walk with me?" I repeated.

He looked around for a second, his eyes only stopping in one section of the store for longer then a second. I looked in that direction and couldn't see anything worth staring at. "No, its ok, I'm just gonna stay with Mom," he told me quietly.

"Oh ok," he seemed weird today.

Oh well, I walked off towards the medicine she had so kindly asked me for. As I walked off I got an idea of something else I could get my dear brother Isaac! Ha, I knew I would get the last laugh.