Date: Mon, 17 Apr 2006 18:47:59 EDT
From: TSull2121@aol.com
Subject: "Claiming Kelly"

(This story is pure fiction.. let me know what you think)

"Claiming Kelly"

Kelly McCord was 17 years old, and married to my sister.  She was 17 as
well.. he had knocked her up while they were still sophmores in high
school, and he "did the right thing" and married her.  Kelly and my sister
took the basement to live in, after a few friends and me fixed it up.  They
moved in and made the basement their little apartment, complete with a
separate room for the kid.

To say Kelly was hot would have been an understatement.  Curly, light brown
hair and bright green eyes, with an average body for a 17 year old.  Kelly
was a bit of a punk, and I didn't much like him to begin with... knocking
up my kid sister didn't earn him any brownie points either.  He was a smug,
arrogant little sonofabitch and I wanted more than anything to take the
bastard down a peg or two.  I just wasn't sure how.

Finally, I got my chance.  My mom and my sister went out baby shopping, and
Kelly didn't want to go with them, which left him alone in the house with
me. My mom wasn't too happy with me staying at home all the time, but she
would rather have me home than out on the streets.. which is where I spent
about six years of my life.  I was 22, and only recently returned home.  I
ran away from home at sixteen, and to survive, I sold the only thing I had
that was worth any money... myself!  Six years of giving my ass and throat
to any guy that would give me money kinda made me a little bitter, so it's
no wonder why I hated "Mr Perfect Kelly" so much...  the little prick had
everything handed to him since he was born.  It felt great knowing that his
parents refused to talk to him after they found out he got my sister
pregnant.. which is why they live in OUR basement instead of with his
parents.

After my mom and sister had left, I set my plan into motion. I knew Kelly
couldn't hold his liquor.. that's how he ended up knocking up my
sister.. they BOTH were drunk and, well.. you know the rest.  So I decided
that since it was a hot day, I would make some iced tea.  I offered some to
Kelly,and he accepted.  I poured two glasses and put something "special in
Kelly's.  He chugged down his drink like he was dying of thirst, and I
could see my little "kicker" was taking it's toll.  I offered him another
glass, and he said yes.  Slipping more liquor in this time, I offered it to
him and he drank it down.  After only two drinks, Kelly was pretty much
gone.  The bastard was slurring his speech and couldn't hardly move.  I
told him I was putting him to bed before my mother and sister got home and
found him sloppy-ass drunk.  He didn't hear me, he was already out.

I threw the little bitch's arm over my shoulder and dragged him to my room,
tossing him on my bed.  Quickly, I turned and locked my door, then pulled
off his sneakers and socks.  Kelly didn't flinch.  Next, I reached up and
pulled his polo shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor.  Still no
movement.  I decided that, since he was so out of it, I would have a little
additional fun.  I reached into my top dresser drawer and produced a
piercing needle I had.  Moving over to Kelly's chest, I pinched and tweaked
his left nipple until it was hard.  Looking at him, unconscious on the bed,
I pushed the needle thru his tit, piercing it.  Quickly I put a circular
silver hoop thru the newly pierced nipple.  Surprisingly enough, Kelly
didn't react at all.  After piercing his tit, I moved my hands up and down
his abs til I got to the top of his khaki's.  I unbuttoned the top of his
khaki's and undid his zipper.  I had this half naked, drunken, newly
pierced stud in my bed.  I shucked his pants and his underwear and stared
at him completely naked on my bed.

This was too good to pass up.  I reached into my dresser again and grabbed
the lube.  I rubbed it into the head of my cock and across his tight
asshole.  Hiking his legs onto my shoulders, I stuffed his mouth with his
underwear and held his arms about his head.  I lurched forward, and with
one hard swift thrust, I buried my cock to the balls in his tight pussy.

Kelly's eyes opened, though only halfway.  He must have known that
SOMETHING was happening, but couldn't figure out what it was.  I continued
to rape his hot, tight asshole as his eyes opened more and more. Kelly was
coming to, and finally realised that his brother-in-law was raping him.
Too late for Kelly, because the second I saw those bright green eyes
flutter open, I lost it.  I dove to his neck and started biting and sucking
it as my cock lost all control.. blasting load after load of my sweet cum
deep into Kelly's tight, hot no longer virgin boipussy.

He must have enjoyed the fucking I was giving him, because no sooner had I
unloaded in my new bitch's cunt, he shot his own hefty load as well.  I
pulled his underwear out of his mouth, then dragged my cock out of his hole
and shoved it down his throat.  I held his head between my hands and
viciously raped his throat for him.  He choked a couple times, but each
time he did, I slapped him in the face.  Soon, my cock erupted again and
spilled it's second hot load down Kelly's throat.  After I had finished
with him, I climbed off his chest and sat on the edge of the bed and began
to get dressed again.  Kelly sat up, coughing.. and asked "What the
fuck?!?"

I turned to him and looked him directly in the eye and said.  "Now you're
an official cocksucker Kel.. and not a bad one at that either.  And that
ass of yours is INCREDIBLE!  I don't think I have ever fucked one so damned
hot and tight in my life."

Kelly grabbed his clothes and headed towards my door.  "I am sure your
mother is going to love hearing about this."  I stepped in front of him,
blocking the doorway, and replied. "Hearing what Kelly?  How you sucked my
cock and let me fuck you?  That would go over well.. my sister's
husband.. whose baby she is carrying by the way... turning tail for his
brother-in-law.  Face it Kel, you're screwed... in more ways than one." I
slapped his ass at that last comment, and his shoulders dropped.  He was
stuck, and he knew it.

"So now what are you gonna do?  Fuck me whenever you want to?" he asked.
"Maybe" I replied.. "or maybe I will put your ass out on the streets so you
can earn some REAL money, not just sit around our house and leech off of
us.  I still have numbers from some of my former clients.. I bet they would
pay HANDSOMELY for some of that ass."

Kelly slumped to the floor with his head between his knees and began to
cry.  I sat down next to him and put my arm around his shoulder... not
because I cared at all of course.  "Listen Kelly, you're a fucking HOT
piece of ass, you could make TONS of money selling it, and I can hook you
up with well paying customers... All I want out of the deal is two simple
things.  One.. I get 25% of whatever you take, and two.. YOU recognize me
as your master and owner.  You can stay in the basement with my sister, and
I won't mention a word of this to anyone... it's our little secret.  Do we
have a deal?"

Kelly looked up at me and said.. "I don't really have a choice do I?"  I
smiled at him, grabbed his face in my hands, then kissed him.. shoving my
tongue down his throat.  Breaking the kiss I said.. "Not really."

I picked him up by his arm and motioned to the bed again.  He knew what he
had to do, and he obediently crawled up on the bed, face down, and stuck
his sweet ass in the air.  I fucked him three more times that day, and had
him suck me off twice more before my mother and sister came home.

That was two years ago, and Kelly is still selling his ass on the streets.
He loves it, even though he pretends he doesn't.  I told him he could stop
anytime he wanted, but he put up a brave face and said he had to earn money
for his wife and kid.  Needless to say, Kelly is quite the popular little
slut, and the best thing is... His ass belongs to me!