Date: Sat, 2 Apr 2016 14:15:52 +0000
From: rob roberts <rr2254@hotmail.com>
Subject: Frankie

FRANKIE

This is a fictional tale of a boy made to be a whore. If it is illegal to
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Obediently, rob

Life really sucks! At least for me it does. Oh yeah, I'm Frankie, oldest
son who lives with his one year younger brother and dad. Dad drives an over
the over the road truck so he's gone most of the time. My mom died a few
years ago when I was 14. Cancer I think. My younger brother is Danny. We
are complete opposites. He is into every sport imaginable and I am a dork,
book worm and game player. We look a lot different too. I am tall, skinny,
with big feet, no real body definition, longish black hair and work now
that I graduated, a a kind of 7- 11 type place in rural Florida. My brother
, the jock, has a body I'd give anything for.  Great pecs, slim waist,
popular short brown hair. The only area where I beet him is in my rather
long but thin dick. I measure about 9.5 inches where he is about 8. He
makes fun of me for that. He laughs and says I'll never get to use it
either where his is in use either fucking every girl. He wants or sometimes
just jacking off all the time. I jack too but only in privacy. I assume I'm
gay as that's what all his buddies say about me. True, I love looking at
their hot bodies even when they wrestle with me, not my choice or just hang
out.

As dad is gone most of the time, I am supposed to be in charge. Ha ha. My
brother is really the dominant one who does as he pleases when he
pleases. He makes messes that I have to clean up. Mostly, I do it willingly
now as it sometimes keeps him out of my hair. Dad clearly favors him
too. He gets pretty much anything dad can afford and doesn't work. He takes
my money sometimes too as he knows all my hiding places.  I know some of
his too and when he isn't around, enjoy looking at his porn magazines.  I
especially like the ones showing guys who are young, hung and
gorgeous. Mostly they are fucking girls but I can dream they are fucking
me! A guy can dream can't he?

I don't really have any friends to speak of. I hang with a few guys
sometimes but not often. They are gamers too. One guy got pretty friendly
with me but when we get together, it is mostly for me to suck him off. He
found me jacking one day in school and things went from there. I don't mind
it much but he never does me.

So, that is my lonely life. I kind of enjoy working at the store though. It
is a real dum actually, not even air conditioned! Ours at home doesn't work
either so when I'm alone, I often go as close to naked as I can always
fearing that my brother will find me and beat me up. We share a room so I
don't even get to enjoy my body at night as he is there. I do enjoy
watching him sleep though as he sleeps naked. Damn he is hot to look at!

Anyway, the store I work at is owned by an Arab family. The owner and his
wife manage the place and they have a younger son, about my age I guess who
is gorgeous too. Dark with a bit of hair on his body.  I secretly wish I
could suck his dick as I can tell by what he wears, that he is hung. My
body is hairy too. I don't find my hair that attractive though. I have dark
hair on my legs, which goes up to my dense hairy crotch and into my hairy
crack. I got loads of hair in my pits but little on my chest. I have a
little patch between my nipples which are as flat as a young boy. I
basically am the store clerk and stock boy. Amad, the dad, works most days
and his son, the gorgeous one, works nights mostly I like working with the
son, Jamal, best as it sure is nice seeing his well defined pecs under his
tee shirt. When he wears shorts, his legs are beautiful and muscular. I've
seen him shirtless in the back room when he changes sometimes and I always
get a raging boner. Tough to hide too as I usually don't wear
underwear. Most of mine is too small and as I'm 18, dad feels I should buy
my own stuff. Big laugh, with my little salary, I don't have much to spare.

So, when he works, I sometimes "borrow" one of my brothers jocks, love the
smell of his dirty jocks, and wear that. If none are available, I just
stuff my junk in my jeans and go commando. I really don't care.

So, that's me. My story is about some of the things that have happened
recently.

Working one night with Jamal, my brother and his friends came in and wanted
beer. Yeah, right.  I wasn't going to sell them any so I refused. They
harassed me some causing Jamal to come out to see what was going on. Jamal
knows my brother and they have hung out a few times. They didn't hang out
too much though because of the age difference, but they are real friendly
to one another. Jamal called me over and said I should sell the beer. I
looked at him but did it . As I rung up the sale, Jamal stood right behind
me, a little too close I thought, but what can I say?  Danny paid for the
two six packs of beer and he and his friend both high fived Jamal and
thanked him and left. I turned around and Jamal was still there.

"You know, Frankie, sometimes you got to do what you got to do. I like your
brother and think you ought to treat him right."

I nodded and said nothing. When I turned around, Jamal was right behind
me. He knew me from high school and knew I was basically a wimp unlike him
who excelled in sports like my brother. " I think you got to do something
now for me." I looked at him with a questioning look. "You could pay for
it. Can't have the store lose money, you know."

I began to say I had no money and wasn't going to buy my brother beer but
before I could speak, he had his hands on my ass. I jumped a little, and
looked red in the face.  He ran his fingers up and down my ass. Damn it
felt so good and made me horny as fuck.

" If you don't have the money, maybe we can work out an agreement somehow.
I stood stiff as a board. His hands came around and felt my boner. "I think
you might need something too", he said as his fingers took hold of the
button on my jeans and opened it and then slid my zipper down. His hands
went inside and grabbed my cock. Oh fuck, I thought, what was he going to
do next. I didn't move maybe because I wanted and liked his hands on my
cock. Nobody else ever did that.  He slipped his hand onto my hairy
ass. "Oh, nice. " was all he said. I stood stiff as a board not know hwat
came next. He took my hand and put it on his crotch. He was as hard as me.

"Haven't had any and I know you're a fag so you know where my dick is
going., right?"

I nodded and felt his dense pubes and his rock hard dick. I wanted it for
so long but? wow"

I didn't even argue that he called me a fag he slid my pants down exposing
my butt as he looked down and rubbed my bare butt with his finger as it
edged to my crack and then up and down it. I moaned . Oh shit. He knew I
wanted him

" think my dick in your pussy boy hole might be enough to pay for some
beer. Aren't I right?"

II kind of nodded and felt his damp manhood push up against me. He knew
what he was doing all right. I moaned again as his finger went and circled
the hair surround my butt hole.  He pushed in just a little. "Quite a hairy
pussy I feel here."

He gently made me lean forward and put his big dick head to my hole. I had
never seen it but it was a lot thicker than mine. He was going to rape me!

He put his hand over my mouth preventing me from making a sound. I didn't
try, I was scared as nothing other than a few of my fingers ever went
there. I hoped I wasn't too dirty in there. Oh fuck!

I tried to scream out as his big dick entered me and just pushed until I
felt his pubes on my ass. Damn, it hurt so bad.  He didn't seem to care and
just slwly and then faster, began to fuck me. After the initial pain making
me think I was going to die, it began to feel good. I felt him tense up and
knew he was about to unload in me. He did. It was so hot, two three five
six, shots of his man cum entered me.

It was so good that no one came into the store.  His hot breath on my neck
as he gave me a sort of kiss and licked my neck. He pulled out and looked
at his dick.  "You need to clean better bitch, he said as he pushed me down
and stuck his dick in my mouth. It tasted awful. I could taste his cum,
still leaking, my ass not washed today, some of my hair from my ass crack,
my own sweaty hole and a bit of shit.  He just made me suck him as he held
my head tightly to his crotch.  I ate everything his dick had too offer. I
began to pull off and he continued to hold my head as I tasted a few drops
and then a stream of his piss in my mouth. I didn't know what to do so I
swallowed it all. He smiled down at me and said he knew I wanted it.  "Your
such a fag and I know you've sucked cock before.  Get used to it but never
say a thing to my folks or I'll mess you up."

I shook my head. My face was a wet mess of cum and piss and who knows what
else.  I slumped to the floor still with my pants around my knees . I lay
there as he smiled down at my messy face and said I looked good that way. I
was humiliated and yet aroused. My long cock was dripping. He made me get
on my knees and jerk off right in front of him. I was so embarrassed but it
felt so good and I came like I hadn't ever done before. 'If you treat me
right, you fucking infidel, I will make you my pussy whenever I need it
bad, like tonight.  Now clean up and clean up your face. You're a mess."

I just nodded like a fool and went to the lavatory and cleaned up best I
could. AS I stood to go, he wiped some of his cum off my leg and ass and
stuck his finger in my mouth to suck it clean. Leave the rest. I want you
to drip like a whore and remember my big cock."

He turned and pulled up his pants and went back in the little office.

The cum continued to drip out of me the rest of the evening as I waited on
a few customers.  Before I went home, he told me I was not to wear
underwear again. He also made me work barefoot the rest of the night I
don't know why, but I think it made him feel superior to me.

I worked until closing. He made me take off my ragged converse tennis
shoes. "Your feet stink and need some air. Leave 'em off!"

I did as he requested feeling a bit weird with me in bare feet but I guess
no one noticed.

At closing, I was gong to put my shoes on for my walk back home, about a
mile or so but Jamal said he'd drive me, at least part way. I grabbed for
my shoes but he shook his head no. "Infidels like you should learn to
suffer a bit. No shoes."

I was shocked to put it mildly but like the wimp I was, didn't argue and
went out and got in his truck. I still had a wet bottom where his cum was
still leaking out of me. I walked very gingerly as my hole hurt so bad. I
wanted to ask why he raped me but just couldn't bring myself to do it. He
made me unzip my pants so my hairy crotch and of course, my cock hung
out. He laughed and said I looked good that way.

We reached over and played with my cock and I just let him. He was so
superior to me and actually I didn't want him mad at me so that he might
fire me. It was my only job and I was a bit afraid.

About and 1/8 of a mile from my shabby house, he told me to get out and
walk the rest of the way. I was going to ask about my shoes, my only pair
other than some flip flops, but bit my tongue and didn't say a word. I just
nodded and mumbled a thanks to him for the ride. I got out and walked to
the house. I went inside and went to the bathroom where I pulled my pants
down and looked as best I could at my hole.

It was stretched and sore looking and I noticed as I wiped the remaining
cum off my butt, I saw a little blood. Damn, was I going to bleeed to
death. Too stupid to realize anything, I shit out as much as I could and
saw more blood mixed with a small turnd and lots of mess and a little
blood. Naked, I gingerly made my way to the bedroom I shared with my
brother and lay down . I couldn't sleep thinking about what had happened.

I was glad my brother wasn't home. He was still out drinking with his pal,
beer paid for with my ass!

I laid there and had lots of thoughts. I was worried yet found myself
strangely excited about what had happened. I had dreamed of getting fucked
so many times. I thought about his big manly cock, the huge head and the
taste of his piss in my mouth. I had brushed my teeth but whether just the
thought of it or in reality, I could taste his cum and piss. Weird.

I guess I fell asleep. I awakened the next day around 8. My brother was
sleeping sprawled out on his bed near mine, naked as the day he was
born. His bubble butt just made me want to go and touch it but I didn't. I
got up, went to piss and examined my hole. I had to move my hair around to
see it. The hole still looked sore and when I touched it, it hurt some by
aroused me. What the hell was the matter with me. I just had been raped and
yet felt somehow proud of myself. Shit.

A bout and hour later, my brother came out to the kitchen and told me to
make him breakfast. I was pissed as always at the command but like always,
I complied. He ate his eggs and toast while I tried to clean up a bit. He
actually, with his usual smirk, said it was cool that I sold him beer last
night. "I might be by for more. You working tonight?"  I nodded yes and
wondered if he did would I be paying for it with my ass and mouth again.

He went of after getting dressed. I could see his big cock swinging in his
basketball shorts as he put on his shoes. I was wearing a beater shirt and
some old ragged shorts. I was still barefoot.

"You look cool, bro. You trying to look sexy or something?"

I looked at him and gave him the finger which made him laugh. "I know,
nothing will ever make you sexy.  I got a game to play with some buds. You
better be here when I get back. I want to go out and check out your car." I
had an old beat up Chevy that wasn't running. In addition to be a huge
jock, he was good at cars too. I wasn't. He had said when I asked him a
week ago, if he would see why it wasn't running.  "That's a pay back for
the beer."

With that he left. I surfed the web looking at gay porn, jerked off
thinking about hot guys I only wish would have sex with me even if it was
only to suck them off, and read some.  About three hours later, I heard
Danny's truck and saw he was back. He was alone thank goodness which meant
I wouldn't get the taunts he usually gave me when his friends were around.

He yelled for me to come outside and went to my car. I was glad at lest he
was keeping his promise. I went out wearing what I had on plus flip flops
as I had no other shoes. He immediately stripped off his shirt and was
looking under the hood.  "Fag boy, get in and try to start it." I knew he
was talking to me. I did as he said . After a few tries, he said it was a
dead battery. After looking it over, he concluded that it was worn out and
went into our shed and came back with another battery.  After a few
minutes, he had it connected and to my shock, the car started. It made a
lot of noise but at least it ran.

I thanked him for fixing the car. "You can shove the thanks, and get me
more beer tonight. Maybe something more.  I ran into Jamal today ."  I had
no idea what talking to Jamal meant.

Danny grabbed me around the neck and said maybe there was more I could do
to repay him. In the head lock, he "escorted' me to the house.  I could
smell his pits and admired him. Damn he had a hot body. I made me hard just
smelling him

"Like I said, I ran into Jamal today. He tells me he got you to do some gay
stuff for him. I turned beet red. "Yeah, he says what I knew all along,
that you're quite a cocksucker."

I wanted to deny it but my secret was out now if it wasn't before. I had
hoped that nobody would know. Too good to be true.

"You can maybe suck me too. Want to see if you're any good. I've been in
what you might say, is a dry patch. No willing pussy to use.  I knew he had
fucked a lot of girls or at least said he did.

He dragged me, maybe me not to unwilling, to the old couch and tossed me on
it. My flip flops went flying off. I knew I was getting hard too.  He just
yanked down his basketball shorts and said suck it boy!

I tried not to hard, but tried a little, to resist by his smelly cock and
balls were soon at my face. I tried to twist and turn away but he was so
much stronger than I. He loved to wrestle and he was good at it and he had
me pinned down in seconds. He kicked off his shoes. He was a bit sweaty and
had some body smell. I knew he hadn't showered this morning. And before I
knew it, his cock was in my face . "Yeah, I knew it was true, you suck cock
and who knows what else my big faggy brother. Do it!"

I tried to resist but knew it was futile. Maybe I should do it. I did
always like seeing him naked.  It wasn't a question though and he squeezed
my nose making me open my mouth and in the head of his cock went.

Damn, it tasted so good to me. It was a bit pissy smelling and tasting. My
brother was never too clean about his hygiene. He just kept pushing and as
I had sucked a few cocks before, it wasn't too much for me to take it in. I
could smell his pubes and the scent of his balls. I just let him have his
way with me. He turned a bit and saw my boner. "Yeah, I knew it. You love
this shit. I think Jamal wasn't shitting me. You do like cock!  Bet you'd
do anything . J boy tells me he is going to use you whenever the pussy
around here dries up . Hell, a holes a hole so I guess I could do it too. I
mean, I'm a man but if a guy like him gets his nut in your mouth, I guess I
can too."

Damn, Jamal told him. I just hoped he didn't tell him he fucked me. I was
out of my thinking as Danny grabbed my cock and balls and twisted them
making me hurt bad. I almost screamed but his cock in my mouth was too much
and couldn't get a sound other than some gurgling noise out. He obviously
hadn't come or jerked off as he quickly shot his load in my mouth. "Swallow
it bitch. Maybe it will make you a man. Yeah, you got real man's cum in
you. "

I choked and sputtered but I liked his taste. Fuck! I didn't want him to
know that. I kind of pretended not to like it but he held my nose until I
swallowed.

He slowly got up, still naked. "Damn, you got a good mouth for this
shit. Now, drop them clothes. I want to see what you look like hard." He
commanded. I slowly got up and tried to protest. I was embarrassed at my
skinny body but Danny just grabbed me hard until I began to undress. Now
naked as he was, he laughed at me. "Look at that weakling body! You look
like a fucking little boy. " he flexed and said "yeah, take that in
boy. Now you're in the presence of a man. Look at this chest, those
muscles, those legs. Hell, you're just a hairy stick. Got to hand it to
you, you got some man hair and all but it looks silly" H began to examine
my body. I hoped he would look at my hole as he slapped my cock around.  He
grabbed me around the waist and bent me over .  Fuck, you got more hair on
your ass than most women have on their pussies.  Wait a minute, did you get
fucked too? Yeah you did, your hole looks all stretched and puffy.  Did
Jamal fuck you too?"

I looked away but he grabbed my face and I had to look at him. I had tears
in my eyes. "Yeah, he did fuck you. Shit, you're a boy whore!"

He then made me tell him that Jamal had fucked me. I began to cry. I didn't
want anyone to know that.

"Don't know if I'd fuck you, but hey, like I said, a holes a hole. You take
it up the ass! Wait 'til I tell Carlos. He'll think that is fucking
cool. My brother the man whore. Wait til I tell dad!"

I begged him not to tell my dad.. He hated fags and I think he always knew
I was one.  I actually got down on my knees and begged Danny not to tell.

"It will cost you boy. Don't know yet but I got you now. You're nothing but
a cocksucking boy whore!"

I knew he was right but cried when I realized what happened to me and that
I like it.

He put his shorts back on but when I reached for my clothes, still sobbing,
e told me no.  I think you should stay this way. Yeah, you can be naked and
I can laugh at your body and make you do anything I want. I got to call
Jamal and tell him I used your fucking dirty mouth too."

I begged him like a little kid not to tell. He said he would think about it
but told me that this new information was going to change things around our
place. "Yeah, I got some good shit on you and now you're my boy too"

I eventually stopped crying and stop red faced and embarrassed. He looked
me over. "Your not much to look at but hell, your mouth works good and
maybe your boy pussy, yeah that's what it is now, boy, well, hell, I got
you where I want you. You'll be my boy now just like you are for
Jamal. Maybe I'll have to fuck you later and see what Jamal is talking
about."

I knew I was done for. Danny made me stay naked and make him lunch. He
slapped my cock around laughing as he did it.  "You like that don't 'ya
boy?' Yeah, I think we found your real calling. Not good for much else.

I had to admit that I liked sex a lot. I had to show him all my computer
stuff too or he said he would tell everyone.  I stood naked and humiliated
as my brother maDe me expose my butt to him whenever he said to.

He even made me go outside and wash his truck for him as he grabbed a beer
and watched me sweat. When I was done, he told me to smell his pits. I had
to stand naked and smell his pits. Yeah, he noticed that while I tried not
to, all my will didn't work and I got hard. He smelled sweaty and wet as I
licked one and then the other pit for him.