Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2009 00:43:29 -0800 (PST)
From: JKBlackhouse <jkblackhouse@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brothers & Slaves: Chapt. 21: Brotherly Love

This is a work of fiction. The characters are invented. It is intended
solely for the fantasy entertainment of persons, age 18 or older, who want
to read about gay sex and male slavery. If you are not at least 18 years
old and/or this is not what you want, read no further.

Copyright 2009. All rights reserved by the author.
JKBlackhouse

Brothers & Slaves:
Characters so far:

Danny 17, currently the narrator, high school junior, on soccer & track teams;
Ken 18,  Danny's older brother, athletic body, high school senior, plays
football, 	baseball & wrestles;
Gary 15, Danny's younger brother, young stud, high school freshman, footballer;
Tuck 17, boyhood best friend of Danny and Don, soccer & track;
Don 17, boyhood best friend of Danny and Tuck, backup quarterback.
Joey, 16, teammate of Danny and leader of team's turning him into their
shaved 	cocksucker;
Tim, 17, personal house slave of Ken, Danny and Gary;
Mr. Howard, owner, a slave training facility.
James: head slave of the family household.
a new character will be added soon.

Chapt. 20: What Next?
Ken

He felt utterly miserable and ashamed at his appearance and his
situation. The necessity of responding as if he were some zombie nitwit,
acting so submissive on the surface that others could believe that here was
the ideal, good looking, well trained slaveboy.  But beneath his
superficial calm there lurked surging anger. He was furious that he'd been
subjected to the life of a slave, and worse now, to living in what was his
home when free but now was his slave prison with his brothers treating him
as a piece of shit, especially Gary. His parents should have just allowed
him to be auctioned off and then there wouldn't be all this embarrassment
on everyone's part. Too late. Nothing he could do about it either way. He
was a slave thing and nothing more. He knew Gary would debase him for his
own amusement and Danny would treat him with pity which was almost worse.

Chapt. 21: Brotherly Love

Danny and Gary stared at eachother, then looked down at the slave kneeling
at their feet, their brother. Danny spoke first: "Gary, what now? Lets
remember this guy is - was - our brother, and he will be again
hopefully. Lets ask him if there is something he needs or that we can do
for him." To himself, Danny was thinking `gee I wish it was me that was the
slave, not for a whole two years but just to find out what it's really like
to be a male slave.'

Gary responded: "Listen Bro, first of all the slave is an `it' not a `he.'
It used to be our brother but now its just slave 809 and we have to get
used to his - its -serving us. Here I'll show you. "Slave, I've been
walking around barefoot so my feet could use a good cleaning. Get your
tongue on them now 809."

"Master, yes Master" Ken said. He crawled to Gary and then asked permission
to begin licking his feet clean. "Master, please may this slave begin
licking your left foot clean, Master?" Ken knew Gary would be this way and
worse for the whole two years if his parents allowed it. Ken would have
lots of time to plot his revenge, he thought.

"Do it, slave," said Gary. Ken bent his face to Gary's foot. He began by
licking the arch and the top of the toes. He'd had lots of practice in how
to clean a foot, as well as lots of other body parts, during his
training. From the arch he went to the heel which he tongued clean. He
lifted Gary's foot, getting on his back, placed the sole of Gary's foot
over his mouth and licked every inch of the hard leathery surface of his
sole. He then moved under the toes, licking the hollow beneath them,
sucking each toe into his mouth in turn and then, the part he hated most,
licking between each of the toes. There was a pronounced foot smell and
lots of lint and dirt between the toes. It disgusted him. Ken then begged
permission to repeat the process on the right foot which he was given and
expertly accomplished. When finished he returned to the slave present
position, his hands behind his head, his nipple rings weighing down his
tits, his snout ring
 reaching down over his lips. He absolutely hated the humiliating snout
ring.

Gary ordered him to pull down his gym shorts and sniff his sweaty jock,
something Danny would have been only too happy to do. Ken buried his nose
in the dirty jock, sniffing all around the sides and then the pouch
itself. "Master, thank you, Master," he said when done.

Gary said: "Alright 809, lets skip the formal `Master yes Master. When
you're in here just one Master will do, that'll speed things up."

"Yes, Master," Ken said.

"Now slave, get my dick and balls out and start licking off the sweat. And
when you've done that, you may beg to suck my cock."

"Yes, Master." Danny looked on, fascinated by what what was happening, but
also repelled by Gary's cruelty. Ken, using his teeth, pulled aside the
jock's pouch, having to pull it way out over the boner that Gary was
sporting. He was a little shocked to see that Gary was shaved. What had
happened? Was it part of Gary's punishment, he wondered. No time to think
further about that; he sniffed the ripe balls and cock, gathering in the
musty teenboy crotch smell. That kind of turned him on and his own dick
stirred but all it could do was remain hanging down and bump against the
chastity cup. God he felt horny. Not allowed to cum for the entire week
before being delivered "home."

He licked the balls from below and all around each separately, He took
first one then the other into his mouth. He'd been taught how to please a
stud and one thing he had to say about Gary, he was becoming quite a
stud. From the balls he moved to the cock, licking its entire length,
feeling its hardness on his tongue. Finally, having obtained permission, he
slowly took the cock into his mouth, tasting it, pumping on it before
taking it in fully. He could hear the moans of pleasure from Gary. He could
feel the precum hit his tongue which led him to mouth fuck the dick, in and
out, faster and faster, beginning to sweat with the effort, feel the pain
from his own cock trying to lengthen and swell, which it could not do. He
began to pant and so did Gary, dripping sweat onto Ken's back. Danny could
smell the sweat and feel the heat from the two bodies. Finally, Gary took
over, holding Ken by his earrings, causing him pain, but he needed to fuck
Ken's
 mouth and he did, harder and harder until he groaned in agony and pleasure
and shot his cum deep into Ken's throat. Ken swallowed as fast as he could
but it was a big cumload and a few drops slipped out to his chin.

Gary left his dick lying on Ken's tongue. He needed to catch his
breath. What an orgasm. Every single muscle in his body had convulsed, even
standing leaning back against his bed, his toes had curled. Wow, he
thought, this is going to be 2 great years. Seeing the drops of cum on
Ken's face, he slapped him hard, first on the left cheek and then the
right. "Slave, you don't drool a Master's cum, those slaps are just a
warning. Don't let it happen again."

"Master, the slaves begs to be forgiven. Thank you for correcting the
slave, Master."

For Danny, it was a scene from a porn film on the internet. It was hot,
hot, he was stroking his own boner. He called over Ken, thrust his hard-on
into Ken's mouth, and immediately shot his full load, moaning as he did
so. This time Ken managed to consume the entire load but god he was now
even more horny. Would his brothers think of his need to cum? Probably
wouldn't occur to them.

But it did occur to Danny. He could see Ken's ringed dick straining against
the chastity cup. "Gary," he asked, "I wonder who has the key to his
chastity cup? I think we should let him,,uh,,it,,cum."

Gary was quick to respond with a chuckle. "Well, Bro, we have one key and
James has the other, so we can do anything we want to with its cock and
balls. Paddle his balls, whip its cock, whatever we want. Would you like to
cum 809? Of course it will cost you later. There's not going be any cumming
you don't pay for, boy."

"Master, thank you. This slave is so horny Master. It has not cum for a
week. Its trainers wanted to be sure it was extremely horny and eager to
please when it was delivered so no cumming. Please, Master, please allow
the slave to cum, Master. The slave will of course eat all its cum, Master
unless you have another use for it, Master."

Gary suggested to Danny that they blindfold the slave and then let him jerk
off onto Danny's feet, which he would have to find and then lick up the cum
blind.

That sounded hot to Danny, so they unlocked Ken's cup and blindfolded
him. They told him he had two minutes to cum. If he didn't cum in two
minutes, he'd just get locked up. Ken was ecstatic, He kissed both their
feet before they blindfolded him. With the cup off, his boner projecting
rather obscenely out and up from his smooth crotch, he requested and
received permission to touch his cock. Immediately he began to stroke, once
told he could, it took him less than 90 seconds to beg permission to
cum. Gary delayed giving it just for the fun of it, Ken in agony holding
off from cumming until allowed. Told he could shoot, his dick sent a huge
stream of thick, white cum up and out. It streamed over Danny's legs and
feet, just gobs of cum. Ken searched with his nose and mouth to find the
cum on Danny. He licked up every speck he could find and actually found
pretty much all of it. He thanked his Masters for granting him the
privilege of cumming and
 accepted having his dick, pointing down, and his balls relocked in his
chastity cup.

He felt so much better. So relieved, physically. But he also felt depleted,
without any remaining energy. He resumed the present position and waited
for his next order. It was simple enough. He was ordered into the bathroom
where he cleaned first Gary and then Danny under the shower, drying them
each off as they stepped from the shower. He was then allowed to shower and
to use the wet towels to dry himself off.

At 5 o'clock, Gary took Ken's chain leash and led him to the kitchen where
he'd been told to bring the slave by James. While Ken waited in the rest
position on his knees to be told what to do next, Gary went back upstairs
to put on some decent clothes for dinner.

Together again, Danny and Gary talked some about having Ken home as a
slave, subject to their will. Gary said what fun it was going to be. Danny
really felt bad for Ken. He couldn't imagine how Ken would be able to get
through 2 years of this. They both wondered what James would do with
Ken. Meanwhile, there was still their personal slave, Tim, standing ready
to serve them as they wished. Tim had witnessed the entire scene and been
horrified at how his former Master, Ken, had looked and how his brothers,
especially Gary, had treated him. He knew there would be a lot more to
come.

Gary and Danny had dinner in the dining room with their parents while Ken
ate his chow from a dog bowl placed on the kitchen floor. Of course he made
no complaint, afterall, he was now the lowest slave in the house. Mom and
Dad wanted to hear about how things had gone with Ken that afternoon. The
boys described what Ken now looked like, the rings and tattoos. They said
he appeared to be in excellent physical shape and that he behaved just as a
slave should, having an entirely submissive attitude, posture and response
to orders. The parents were glad to hear that Ken had been so well trained
in so short a time though they were unhappy at some of the permanent
markings and piercings the boys told them about. After dinner, they asked
James to bring Ken to the study. They did not invite Gary and Danny.

Immediately on entering the study and seeing his parents, Ken burst into
tears. He just could not help himself, he was so miserable, yet so glad to
see his parents. Trying to control his tears, he kissed the feet of both
parents as a slave should and then assumed the slave present position on
his widely spread knees.

`Well, Ken, it's good to have you home," said Dad.

James interjected: "Master, the slave is now known as 809, the last three
digits of its SIN, Let this slave suggest it would be a help to both you
and to the slave if you called him 809 so no one would be confused about
who or what the slave was, Sir and Mam." Ken listened, but with his head
bowed could not see his parents' faces.

"Well, 809, how are you son?" his father asked.

Given permission to speak, Ken wasn't sure whether to tell them his real
feelings or to make a standard slave answer. "Master, Mam, this slave is
grateful for being taken into your home. Since slaves must always tell the
truth, Master and Mam, this slave is absolutely miserable. It hates what
has been done to its body, it hates having a number for a name, it hates
having to call its former brothers `Master,' it hates being set to live
among the slaves to whom it was once a Master, it just hates the whole
shitty thing. Please excuse the language Master, Mam, and Sir (referring to
James)." Again the tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Oh dear, oh my, this is just awful, dear," said Ken's Mother. She had
wished to have Ken punished and even humiliated, but she had not quite
envisioned what his commitment as a slave would mean.

"Honey," said Dad, "we decided it would be alright to indenture Ken for two
years and that is exactly what has happened. I'm not sure there is any way
to change what has happened. Of course, the markings and some of the rings
are permanent, there is simply no known way to remove them without damaging
the person severely. So that is that. James, does he, uh, it, provide
sexual services?"

"Yes, Master. I would not be surprised if 809 had not serviced Danny and
Gary before dinner. He spent a couple of hours with them in their room
before dinner, Sir."

"Is that so, 809? Did your brothers make you give them sexual services like
a common slave? asked Dad.

"Master, yes they did, Master. They also allowed this slave to have its
first orgasm in a week, Master." Discussing sex with his parents may have
been the most embarrassing thing to happen to him so far, thought Ken. But
he had no choice, asked, as a slave, he'd had to respond.

"James, my wife and I are going to have to rethink this whole thing. I
think it has not evolved as we thought it would. No indeed. This all seems
a little too harsh. Where do you keep 809, James?"

"Master, 809 will be housed in the slave quarters with the other slaves and
will be fed just as they are, which is two meals of chow a day. Since 809
is new here, it is fed from a bowl on the floor. After a few months, if it
behaves, it will be allowed to sit at the table with the others, Sir."

"Thank you, James," said Dad, "take 809 back with you. My wife and I will
discuss things for a bit. Oh, and release his...its hobble chain, James."
Ken thought to himself, `well, at least I got something out of that.'

"Yes, Master." James took Ken's leash in hand and led him back to the slave
quarters where he was introduced to the slave with whom he'd be sharing a
bed. The slave was a very good looking and well built 23 year old hispanic
boy, who had been with the household for the last 6 years.

However, the arrangement was not to be, ay least not that night. Gary
called for Ken to be brought up to the bedroom. There Gary removed Ken's
plug, had him clean out, and then he fucked him hard, depositing his seed
deep within Ken. He chained Ken's ankle to his bed and while he slept in
the bed, Ken slept at his feet on the floor, right where Gary had always
wanted him to be. Now thought Gary, I have control over both Ken and
Danny. This is just too great. I'll blast a load down his mouth in the
morning. Gary had no trouble falling quickly asleep whereas for Ken, there
were a couple of hours of reviewing the day in his mind and thinking about
the humiliations Gary had already visited upon him. There was little he
felt he could look forward to except more of the same. Meanwhile, with Tim
in his arms, Danny was thinking about how he could experience slavery just
the way Ken was but for a short time. He dreamed of his own
humiliation. The bedroom was quiet with only the sounds of four boys
sleeping.


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