Date: Wed, 18 Jan 2012 15:49:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Harry Rod <harryrod575@yahoo.com>
Subject: Becoming My Brother's Slave - Chapter 2

As I stood there wondering what they were going to do next, I watched the
evil smiles spread across their faces.  Evidently, they had been discussing
what should happen next, while I was washing my hands.

"We're going to go for a ride," Steve said, and pointed to the garage door.
I wanted to get some clothes, but there was no mention of that as they led
me out to the garage.  They used the garage door opener to open the door.
I was now visible to anyone who might look in.

"Get in the passenger seat, bud," Steve said, as the rest of the guys got
in the back seat and Steve got in the front.  Blade said he would follow in
his car.

"Keep that dick hard and don't think about covering it up," Steve said, as
we backed out into the driveway.  My heart was pounding at the thought of
someone seeing me like this.

Steve kept the car in the driveway as the door closed.  Mr. Jamison was
just coming out of his front door.  He waved, and Steve waved him over.

Of course, he came up to the passenger window.  He leaned in to say, "hi"
when he noticed me and my condition.

"Well, what's going on here?" he asked, pulling back from the window.

"I don't know, Mr. Jamison.  Ever since Bud got home, he has been acting
all strange and running around naked and aroused like that.  Like he can't
keep his hands to himself.  My parents think it might be some kind of drug
like ecstasy or something. So we are going to take him to the doctor's and
see if there is something they can do," Steve explained with a huge grin on
his face.

"But he's naked!"

"I know, we tried to get clothes on him, but he just rips them off.  Don't
you, Bud?" Steve said.

My heart was going to beat right out of my chest, I was so nervous and
humiliated.  "Yes, that's right." I managed to say.

Mr. Jamison was shaking his head, all the while looking at my body and
rigid dick.  "When we get home, Mr. Jamison, we'll have you over so Bud can
properly say hello to you.  He's spending the summer, you know, so I am
sure you will be seeing lots of him."  The guys in the back seat were
snickering about the "seeing lots" of me.  He was sure seeing plenty of me
now.

"Okay, then, let me know what the doctor says."  He reached in and patted
my arms, while he continued to stare at my cock.  "And, Bud, I sure hope
they are able to give you something."

Again, the guys in back snickered about what they would be giving me.
Steve backed out of the driveway and we were now on the street.

Steve made me continue stroking as we drove along.  "But don't you dare
cum! If you do, then I'll dump you out of the car and let you walk home!"
That put fear in me.  The thought of the humiliation of that was a powerful
deterrent.

At the first stop sign, I was terrified that someone would pull up next to
us and be able to see me.  But, luckily, no one did.  At the next light, I
wasn't so lucky.  There was a woman driver.  She looked in Steve's open
window and had a clear view of me.  Her mouth dropped open, and Steve took
off, laughing with the guys in the back seat.

Steve pulled into a park and drove around until he found a picnic table. He
told me to get out and go sit on the picnic table and jerk off.  My heart
was pounding with fear of being caught, as I opened the door and headed
towards the table.  I sat on the top of the table, spread my legs, and
began jerking.  I figured I had to cum in order to be able to return to the
car, so I went to work on pounding my cock.

Steve honked the horn, and Blade, who had pulled in next to him, did the
same.  I was sure that it was just focusing attention on me.

After a bit, the guys got out of the car and came over.  "Get on your
knees," Steve said.

I moved off the table and remembered to say, "Yes, Sir," as I sank to my
knees in front of the row of boys.

"Open your mouth, boy," Steve said.  I opened my mouth and soon saw each
boy pulling his cock out and pointing it at me.  One started pissing first,
and zeroed in on my mouth.  My mouth quickly filled up and I just let it
run out over my teeth.  "Swallow it, Boy!" Steve said.

I swallowed and thought I was going to throw up at the taste.  It was salty
and bitter.  The boys laughed and soon everyone was adding their stream to
filling my mouth, and I couldn't swallow fast enough.  They managed to
cover me in piss as well.

When Steve finished, he moved over and wiped his cock on my hair.  The
other boys followed suit.  Then Steve stuck his cock in my mouth and said,
"Suck it!"

It was a fantasy of mine to suck a guy, and I wanted to do it, but not like
this.  I closed my eyes to reduce my humiliation some.  "Open your eyes and
look at me while you suck my cock!"

I opened my eyes and saw that he had his camera out.  I wondered if he had
videoed the piss episode as well.

His dick swelled and I had to back off of it because it was so big.  He
laughed and pulled my head all the way down onto his cock causing me to gag
and gasp for air.  I was frantic to be able to breath!

He laughed and pulled me off of his dick.  "You'd best get better at taking
the whole thing, because you are going to be doing it a lot!"  He pushed my
head all the way down on his cock, laughing as I again gagged, and pushed
against his legs to get relief.

He pulled off again, and the mucus was flowing out of my mouth and along
his cock.  He just laughed and told me to get busy.  I tried sucking as
best as I could, and finally got my breath back and went to work on it.
The other guys had gathered around, and were poking me with their dicks.

I took a dick in each hand and began stroking it while I continued to suck
Steve.  My head was bobbing madly up and down on his dick, as he guided my
head, until I heard him say.  "Oh!  Fuck!" and began shooting his cum down
my throat.

He pulled out at the end and let the last bit drip across my face.  Someone
else then filled my mouth, and I went to work sucking on that dick.  This
went on with me stroking and sucking each and every guy until they had shot
their load, mostly down my throat.

I now had cum all over my face and hair, and my own cock had been dripping
precum the entire time.  I reached down and stroked my dick and was
rewarded with a swift kick to my crotch. "Who said you could play with your
faggot dick?" Steve said, as I lay on my back on the grass clutching my
sore nuts.

The other guys were laughing at me, and Blade said.  "He stinks!"

"Yeah, he's covered in cum and piss!" someone else added.

"Let's take him over to the men's room and let him get cleaned up before he
gets back in the car."  I was roughly pulled up and told to put my hands
behind my back.  Then I was pushed along to the men's room.

There I was told to use the sink and the paper towels to get cleaned up.
At first, I wanted to get some water to drink to wash out the taste of the
piss and cum.  But I was told that I couldn't drink any of the water.

So I used the cold water to splash over my body as much as I could while
the boys stood around laughing.  While I was doing this, someone walked
into the restroom.  The guy had to be about 30, and was a big guy dressed
in jeans, work boots, and a t-shirt.  He had to be at least six and a half
feet tall, and probably weighed 250 pounds.

He looked at me and laughed, and said, "What's up with that guy?" He had
been on his way to the urinals, but turned towards us.

"It's my faggot half-brother; he wants to be our faggot slave, and he just
finished drinking our piss and sucking the cum out of our dicks.  Now we
are trying to get him cleaned up before we let him back in the car," Steve
said.

I wanted to cover myself with my hands, but Steve told me to put my hands
behind my head.  The guy laughed and said, "What a pathetic guy!  Who would
let a bunch of teenagers abuse and debase him like that?"

He looked me over and then said, "And have you fucked him yet? I understand
these faggots like something up their ass all the time."

"Not yet," Steve said, and the 'yet' worried me.

"Well, I have a few minutes; why don't I show you how it's done.  We have a
guy on the construction site that takes it up the ass every day from
everyone of the workers."

He pulled down the zipper on his jeans and fished out his semi-hard dick.
It was thick and getting thicker as it swelled in size.  "Get over here and
get my dick ready for your ass!" he said, pulling down on my shoulder.

I looked around at Steve and the other guy's.  Steve just nodded, and had
an evil smile on his face, and the others just laughed.  I took the guy's
dick in my mouth and went to work on it as best as I could.  It expanded to
about 7 inches long, and nearly as thick as a coke bottle.  I choked a
couple of times, which only brought more laughter.

The guy pulled me off of his dick after he was hard, and told me to lean
over the sink.  I moved around and he moved behind me.  I felt the head of
his dick at my hole and then felt him push.  He pushed hard, until he
buried his dick in my ass, and I felt his pubes on my butt.  I screamed at
the pain, and he laughed.  He rested there just a couple of seconds before
beginning to pound my ass.

After a bit, it actually began to feel good and I let out a moan, to which
all the others laughed.  "Fucking faggot likes it!"

I became lost in a fog of lust and remember the laughter, the pounding, the
sensations in my hole, and a couple of camera phones being held up.

Someone else came in while I was being fucked.  They laughed, when told
that I was a faggot slave and they were just getting their rocks off.  They
invited the newest arrival to join in, but he declined.

The guy got really rough in pounding my hole, until my head was bouncing on
the sink.  I put my hand up to cushion it and the guy just laughed and
thrust harder.  Soon he was yelling, "I am going to fucking fill your ass
with cum!"

He pulled me down roughly on his dick and began to spurt into my ass.  I
was seeing stars, and felt the waves of orgasm washing over me at the same
time.  I was panting and moaning and holding on for dear life as he
pistoned in and out with his final volleys of cum.

I nearly collapsed when he pulled out, but I gripped the sink and held on.
"Fucking faggot shot his load while he was getting fucked!  He must have
really dug that!" Blade said, noticing the pool of cum between my feet on
the floor of the bathroom.

"Better have him clean it up," said the guy, as he stuffed his dick back
into his pants and zipped up. "And I'd either plug up his hole with
something, or make him clean it out before he gets in the car again!"  he
said, as he laughed.

"And I bet you could make a fortune renting him out to a bunch of guys for
the night!" he laughed again, and left the restroom.

"Use your hand to get all that cum out of your hole!" Steve said, and then
added, "and swallow it all, and then lick yours up off of the floor."

The guys stood around laughing at me, and taking pictures of me sticking my
fingers in my ass, pulling out the cum, and then licking my fingers clean.

When no more would come out, I got down on my knees and licked up my cum
from the gritty slimy floor.  Again, the laughing continued, and more
pictures.

"Put him on the floor there between the two urinals and we can get some
shots of him being a human urinal!" Blade suggested.  Steve instructed me
to sit on the floor between the two urinals.

The boys then came up and pulled out their dicks once again, and Steve got
pictures and videos of me drinking down their piss.

Someone came in during this and said, "What the fuck is going on?"

"My brother likes being a human urinal, so we were just giving him what he
wants," Steve told the man.

The man laughed and said, "Yeah, give it to him, if that's what he wants.
You keep him in here all day and he is going to drown in piss!"  He stepped
up between my legs, unzipped, and fished out his dick.  Nothing big or
anything, but he had a powerful stream, as he aimed for my open mouth.  I
swallowed as fast as I could, but still some ran out of my mouth.

He laughed and pointed his dick down and around and pissed on my head, and
the rest of my body, including my rigid cock.  "He really must like it;
look at how his dick responds!"

He zipped up and left.  Steve pulled me up and took me outside.  One of the
boys had discovered a hose out there.  They turned it on, and hosed me off,
laughing as they jetted the spray at my dick and balls.

The water was freezing and when I they turned it off, I stood there
shivering, waiting for something to dry off with.  "Roll around on the
grass in the sun until you dry off and get warm!" Steve instructed.

Sunlight did cover the path of grass near the restroom, and it did feel
good, but I was still worried that I would be discovered by someone and
reported to the police.

The boys got in their pictures and laughter at my expense, once again, and
then led me back to the car.

"Maybe we could find a gang someplace and rent him out to them for the
evening!" one of the guys in the back seat said.

Steve laughed and said, "That's an interesting thought!  I wonder how much
we could get."

My dick had gone down a bit while rolling in the grass, and Steve had me
get it hard again, but again warned me about cumming.  "And we are going to
have to punish you for cumming in the restroom without permission."

I started to say something to defend myself, but Steve just turned and
slapped my face.  "Don't give me any excuses!  You will be punished.  Don't
add to it by back talking to me!"

My face stung and I blushed even more, because of being once again
embarrassed by my younger brother.  I sat there stroking my dick, and with
my head down.

We pulled into an open garage at a house, and I wondered whose house this
was.  Was it one of the guys?  Steve parked and Blade parked behind him.

They told me to get out of the car.  When I did, I was again in plain view
of anyone who might be on the street.  They led me into the house; it was a
modest house.  I saw the stairs leading upstairs, as well as one set that
led downstairs.  That was probably a rec room or basement.

I heard laughter coming from somewhere.  Blade led the way to the stairs
leading down, with me in the middle of the bunch of guys.  Blade called
out, "Hey, Sis, I have a treat for you!"

Oh, no! I thought.  I tried to back up, but the guys behind me laughed and
said, "Keep going, faggot!"  And Steve gave me a stern look, implying that
there would be significant punishment if I didn't obey.

"What is it?" I head a female voice say, and then, from the laughter and
giggling, I figured there were a couple of other girls there.

There was a gasp as I came into view.  Of course, first my crotch and legs
were in view before I could see who was there.  There were five girls
there, I saw, when I finally was low enough on the stairs to see.  They all
had their mouths open and staring at me.

"What the ..." One of them said.

"This is Steve's step-brother, Bud.  He is home for the summer.  He pleaded
with Steve to become his slave.  He'll do anything we tell him to, and we
thought you girls would like to see what he can do."

"Why doesn't he have any hair?"

"Why does he have a hard-on?"

"Really? Seriously? He'll do anything you tell him to do?"

I had gone crimson and heat radiated from my face.  I reached to cover my
groin, but Steve said, "Get in your position!"

The humiliation was setting in, but for some reason it only made my dick
harder, as I placed my hands behind my head.

"Come on over and check him out. Probably the best time to explore all the
parts of a guy," Blade said, as he laughed at my expression.

The girls gathered around, and they poked and prodded my dick and balls.
They would pull down my dick, release it, and laughed when it snapped back.
They pulled down on my nuts, seeing how far my sack would stretch, and
liked the grimace on my face when they did.

They pinched my nipples and made them hard.  They made me bend over and
spread my ass, so they could see my hole.  "He doesn't have any hair
anywhere!"

"Nope, slaves shouldn't have hair, only men," Steve said.

"What else will he do?" One of them asked.

"Well, he sucks cock, drinks piss, licks up cum, and loves to get fucked in
the ass!"  They all screamed with delight, and I went red again.

"And he likes that?"

"He can't get enough of it!"  He played the videos he had made, and showed
the pictures they had taken.  I went into humiliation shock at these women
seeing me doing all of those things.

"Ewww!  He's drinking piss!" And someone else said, "Look at him taking it
up his ass!"

"He really gets off on this stuff?" the sister asked.

"Look at how hard he stays, and he shot his wad while getting fucked!"
Blade said.

"Just a minute," Blade's sister said, and ran upstairs.  She came back in a
minute, and everyone laughed as she showed what she had brought down.  It
was a shiny purple dildo.  She flipped a switch on the bottom of it, and it
began to vibrate.  Everyone laughed.

"Let's have him use this and we can see him beat off with it stuffed up his
hole!" Blade said.  They all cheered, and Steve said, "Okay, slave, get
down on the floor, stick this up your ass, and jerk off for us!"

The group made a circle around me as I lay down on the floor.  I spread my
legs and, with a red face and tears streaming down my face, pushed the
thing into my ass.  "Turn it on!" the sister said.  I felt around and found
the switch.  The vibrations were intense, and they could all hear it
buzzing, and laughed.

I was rock hard again. I closed my eyes and began to stroke my dick.  "Open
your eyes and look at us!" Steve commanded. I opened my eyes and saw a
mixture of awe, humor, and disgust as I proceeded to pump on my dick.  The
thing in my ass was driving me crazy, so it wasn't going to take long.

The thing vibrated my prostate, and just pushed me quickly over the edge.
I was panting as I began shooting cum in ropes across my chest and stomach.
"Eat it!" Steve said.

I reached out to scoop up some, when Steve kicked up and hit my balls.
"Answer correctly!"

I clutched my nuts and gasped out, "Yes, Sir."  They all laughed at me,
again.

I wiped up the cum and then licked it off of my fingers.  "Ewe, gross!"
"Fucking faggot!" and, "Can you believe a guy would do that?" was what I
heard as I finished up cleaning myself.

I pulled the thing out of my ass and heard, "Did I tell you to remove
that?" Steve said.

I pushed it back in, and grimaced at the fresh attack on my prostate.
"Take it out and lick it clean!" Steve said.

I pulled it out and stuck it in my mouth without looking or thinking.  I
tasted the old cum from the guy in the restroom, and my ass juices.  I
gagged again, and they all laughed.

"What are you going to do with him now?" someone asked.

"Oh, we have plans for the boy!" Steve said.  All the other guys laughed,
and I gathered they had discussed this at some point.  I mentally cringed,
as I wondered what these plans were.

I saw the girls had their phones out and knew that this whole thing had
been captured.  I wondered who all they were going to be sending this out
to.

As if Steve had read my mind, he said, "I'm setting up a website to
showcase my new slave and all his antics.  I think we can even set up some
way to make money on it as well!"

"Maybe we can add the information on renting him out for the night and
solicit sales from there," Blake said.  I shivered thinking about others
seeing me like this, and, also putting information out about renting me
out.  Was Steve really that sadistic, that he would do all of those things?

"Let's go, guys," Steve said.  He snapped his fingers and pointed for me to
get up and stand.

I managed a "Yes, Sir," as I did this.  Hands reached out and fondled me as
we headed towards the stairs.  The girls were all laughing as I headed up
the stairs.

Upstairs, I was led outside.  I was aware of being exposed in the front
yard of this suburban area, and that anyone would be able to see me.  My
heart raced again, as I imagined little old ladies running to their phones
to call the police.

It seemed they wanted to increase my panic, as they stood around talking
and planning.  I couldn't even hear what they were saying, because I was so
frightened.

Finally, they let me get into the car and, once again, I was in the
passenger seat and Steve had me stroking away.  He rolled down my window
and laughed every time we passed a car.  Blade pulled along side and honked
his horn.  Obviously, he was heading off someplace different than where
Steve was going.

Steve drove around town making sure that I was visible every time someone
pulled up next to us.  I cringed as he laughed and pointed me out to the
people in the other car.  One family essentially looked away and gunned the
engine to get away from us.  I was sure they were going to call the cops.

One group of college guys were honking, pointing and laughing when they saw
me.  Along with comments of, "Pervert! Faggot!" and "Loser!" were tossed at
me.  I just sat there stroking away.

At one point, Steve pulled into a drive through fast food place, and I
pleaded with him not to do this; to please give me something to cover up
with.  He laughed, slapped my face, and said, "You will do as you are told
and I can do whatever I want with you.  Unless you want me to show mom and
dad all the videos I have of you and show them the sites you
frequent. Would you prefer that?"

I panicked again.  It was getting so bad with what he was doing that it
would almost be worth just having him show them.  Yeah, I would never be
welcomed at home, but I wouldn't be so humiliated, used and abused.  Which
was worse? And was I getting off of what they were doing with me.

He ordered food and pulled up to pay for the stuff.  I saw he was using my
wallet and credit card to pay for things.  At the window, the guy's eyes
bugged out, and his mouth dropped open when he saw me.

Steve laughed and said, "Yeah, kinda wild.  My brother is such a pervert,
he won't wear clothes, and he can't keep his hands off of his dick!"

"Really?" the kid asked. 
 "Yeah, and he loves to jerk off on this
hamburger before eating it!"  The kid's mouth dropped. Steve laughed and
said, "Yeah, he begged us all to jerk off on his burger before he ate it!"

"That's sick!" the kid said.  He ran my credit card and handed Steve the
receipt and card.

As we pulled up to the next window, I saw the cashier yelling towards the
pickup window.  When we got there, there were 3 guys with their heads out
the window, wanting to see the naked guy.

They started handing the bags of food through, when Steve said, "You guys
want to whip out a load on his burger and then bring it over to the car? We
can park back there," Steve said, indicating the lot.

The guys looked at each other with mischievous grins on their faces, and
just nodded.  Steve got the rest of the food and drinks, and pulled over to
park.  He divided up the food, except for mine, and everyone in the car was
laughing at me, and that I was going to get a cum flavored burger.

The guys came running out of the place over to the car, and handed Steve a
bag and a cup.  "Four of us came on the burger, and two guys put a load in
a milk shake for him to drink."

I opened the wrapper and saw the cum running down the side of the burger.
My stomach flipped as I realized I had only had piss and cum all day.

"Ewwe, how fucking gross is that! And he's really going to eat it?" one of
them said.

"Go ahead, Bud, eat your dinner," Steve said.

I looked at him and then said, "Yes, Sir," and all the boys giggled again,
as I raised the burger to my mouth and took a bite.  I could taste the cum,
but all the other tastes seemed to mask it; but the fact that it was there
was enough for my brain to register what I was doing, and, once more, begin
to protest.

Without thinking, I took a sip from the cup, and it was just a plain
vanilla milkshake, and if it had cum, I didn't taste it.

They all stood, watched and laughed, as I finished up my burger and
shake. "Any of you need to take a leak?" Steve asked.  "He loves hot piss
straight from the tap!"

"You're fucking kidding me!" one kid said.

"Nope, look at this," and Steve showed him videos on his camera of me
drinking piss from one of the guy's dick.

"That's fucking gross!" one said, and that seemed to be the theme of the
whole episode.

"How can a dude be so low as to eat other guy's cum and piss? And ride
around naked, and shaved!" And then, "And how old is he anyway?"

"He's 22, and my brother, and he begged me, when he came home for the
summer, to let him be my slave, and to let my friends use him how ever they
want.  He just wanted to be used and abused."  He reached over and gave my
nuts a hard rap, that doubled me over, and threatened to make my cum coated
burger come back up, as I felt it lance through my stomach.

They laughed again and said, "We have to get back to work, but thanks for
the entertainment."

"You guys want his name and phone number so you can use him some time this
summer?" Steve asked, and I was more mortified than ever.  He proceeded to
write down a phone number and said, "Just ask for Bud!"

"Thanks!" the guys said, as they left.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, ready to crawl in a hole and pull the
ground over me.

He slapped me so fast I didn't see it coming.  "Don't talk back to me, and
don't speak unless spoken to! And you are a fucking faggot, and you get off
on it!  Look how fucking hard that little dick of yours is!"  He had
gripped my jaw in one hand, and was first making me look at him, and then
down at my dick, which was hard.  I don't think it had gone down much
today.

"When we get home, you are going to be punished!  Dad's belt is still
around and ready to be put to use!"  He smiled wickedly. "And then maybe
we'll find a gang that wants a to have a little gang bang and loan you out
to them.  Then you might appreciate what you have!"

Tears streamed down my face, and I shook with fear, as we drove out of the
parking lot and headed home, and to some unimaginable hell that Steve was
dreaming up.

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