Date: Mon, 19 Jun 2006 23:14:56 -0700 (PDT)
From: Paul Korver <pkorver2004@yahoo.com>
Subject: I'm My Brother's Bitch Part 3

The following story is a work of fiction. It is a story containing
consensual sex between brothers. Also, I did not intend this for minors
and will not talk to someone under 18 .Enjoy!!


I'm My Brother's Bitch Part Three

Jason Brings Home a Friend


It had been about two weeks since the night my brother first found out
that I was gay and popped my cherry. Since then things had changed
dramatically around the house. The day after it all happened my mother
came home and said that she needed to talk. She told us that her company
was going through a merger and that she was to oversee the conversion
personally. This meant that over the next few months she would be pretty
much be gone most of the time. She also let us know that while the
neighbors would not be checking in on us, they would let her know if we
were having any wild parties.

            My mother left the following Monday and would not return for
three weeks. Up to that point, my brother had not spoken a word to me,
but that changed the moment her limo pulled away. First though, let me
bring you up to speed on my brother, Jason is my younger bother, but by
no means would I ever call him my little brother. At 6'1 and covered in
thick muscle from head to toe Jason towered over my meek 5'9 frame.
Years of football, wrestling and time at the weight bench had turned my
young brother into an Adonis as he surpassed me in size. Of course as his
size grew, so did his ego and his temper.

            I was standing on the porch waving goodbye as my mothers limo
drove away. As soon as it turned off the street I was startled as my
brother grabbed the back of my head with a fistful of my hair and pulled
me back into the house. "Bitch," he yelled as he threw me to the floor.
"I want you to listen carefully dumb fuck because this is how it's
gonna. be. You don't have your mommy around to protect you anymore. What
I say goes. If I say jump you jump, if I am hungry you make my meals and
if my cock is hard you get down on your knees and pray I won't be to
rough on your ass. This is going to be so fucking great having my own
personal slave whenever I want."

            That's how it all started and that has been my life for the
last two weeks. I was now my brother's slave, his bitch. Jason had
acting like anything but a brother. I was to call him Sir or Master and
he no longer used my name. I was now bitch, slut, faggot, or whatever
degrading name he could think of. Every day when he returned home from
football practice I was to be home naked and on me knees waiting for him.
When he arrived home I was remove all his sweaty clothing, which usually
was not much as he liked to walk around without a shirt and shoes showing
of his magnificently muscled body. I would then proceed to tell him what
a great body he had and how big his muscular frame was compared to mine.
A smirk would appear on his face when I would tell him how undeserving I
was of his godlike body. I would then use my tongue to bathe him. He
loved it but so did I. I cherished running my tongue over his tights abs
to his well defined chest. I would drool as he flexed his large tan
biceps for me or would hold up his arms for me to taste his damp musky
armpits. He would laugh as he would shove my face into his pits and
effortlessly hold me in place as I struggled for air. When he was
satisfied, without warning he would push me to the floor, take a hold of
me head with both strong hands and fuck my face in an animal like state,
still raging with testosterone from practice. He would then eat the
dinner that was already prepared for him and retreat to the living room
to watch some TV. The entire time I would be kneeling before him
massaging his feet getting him whatever he wanted, or playing with his
cock. He would fuck me every night and I slept on the floor next to his
bed, if I was lucky at his feet. I was in slut heaven.

            On the particular day of this story I was in the kitchen
finishing up the wings I was making for Jason when the phone rang.
"Bitch," it was Jason." I'm on my way home. Drew's coming too; he's
going to stay the night. Then he hung up. Drew was my brother's best
friend. They played football and wrestled together. I had also spent many
night jerking off to the though of him. Drew was smaller than my brother
but by no means a small guy. He worked out with Jason and was extremely
well cut. He spent his summers as a lifeguard and usually kept a deep
tan. He has blue eyes and very light blonde hair that he usually kept
buzzed during wrestling season but would grow out to his eyes in football
season, like know.  Drew was always very nice to me as opposed to Jason.
When he was over he was usually the one to stop Jason from picking on me
or would defend me at school if someone was picking on me.

            I was a little disappointed in not being able to service
Jason but was happy that Drew would be hanging out. I was sitting in the
living room when I heard the door open. I could smell their musky odors
as they entered the house and was in a trance from the manly scent. They
both came into the living room. Neither one was wearing a shirt. Their
chest both covered in a gleam of sweat. Their muscles were bulging from
what was probably an intense workout. Their pants soiled with mud and
grass stains.
            I stood up to greet my brother and his friend "I just pulled
some wing out of the." But I was interrupted as my brother quickly
approached me and brought me to my knees with a hard punch to my gut

            "What the fuck are you doing? "He demanded. "Is this how
you greet me and my friend?"

            Bewildered I look over at Drew he had an expressionless look
on his face as he stared down one me. "I don't know Jason are you sure
he is into this." He asked my brother.

            "Please Jason" I pleased with my brother, panicking." Not
in front of him."

            SLAP.

            I could feel by brother hand imprint on the side of my face.
"That's please sir," he coolly reminded me. "Of course he likes it."
He said turning to Drew" He is just a little shy in front of you; we'll
get him over that quickly. Then he looked back to me" Strip." I just
knelt there bewildered. "STRIP," Jason said with a slap to my face. I
looked over at Drew and saw that his dick starting to bulge up in his
tight pants and quickly realized what was going to happen. In excitement
I tore off my clothes as fast as I could. Jason noticed my eagerness.
`Horny ass little fuck cant wait to gout our jock cocks in that slut
mouth can you? Why don't' you show this stud over here how you show
respect to your superior." And with that he grabbed the back of my head
forced me up and shoved me towards Drew. I fell. "Crawl to him slut."
Jason commanded. On all fours I crawled towards the blond headed hunk and
knelt before him." At this point his pants seemed they would rip from
the obviously very hard cock now straining from relief in his pants. His
chest was heaving as he breathed heavily obviously very turned on, but
his eyed were uneasy I couldn't tell if he was going to run away, hit
me, or rip off his pants and force feed me his cock. He seemed to be
debating between the three. Hoping he was thinking with his cock I put
out my hand and began rubbing his crotch.

            "Slut," he left out in a very soft sigh. "Holy crap Jason
you were right I can't believe this." But then he too a step back as if
he was run in the opposite direction. "I don't know man, I don't think
I can do this, I mean he's your brother and all and he's a dude."

            Jason dropped his pants and walked towards me, his hard dick
swaying in between his legs. "If you don't want to then that's on you
man, but this feels so fucking good." He said as he guided my head
towards his mouth. Instinctively I began to nurse from it as a baby from
a bottle. "But you don't know what you are missing, what I have here is
a real slut. His only purpose is to make me happy, and he loves to do it.
I'm not into all this homo stuff, but this feels good, and I am not the
one on my knees with a cock in my mouth or up my ass. I am just getting
off and this little fuck here will take as much as you can give him.
He's a slut man. It what he wants, to serve big muscled jocks like us.
He's drawn to our power. Ain't that right faggot?" he said as he
pulled his cock from my mouth and began to flex his biceps. "Tell my bud
here how much you love worshipping my powerful body and this big cock."
He was waving his cock in my face beating it onto my face.

            "Yes sir," I exclaimed staring up at this beautiful man
posing above me. He was so large above me, so strong. All I needed at
that moment was that large cock of his back in my throat and would have
done anything to get it there. His massive chest was straining as he
flexed and I reached my hands up to massage his strong pecs. "Your body
is so perfect, so strong. I will never be as great as you. That's why I
need you because I am incomplete imperfect. I am nothing compared to you.
I need you. Please give me your cock. Please sir I need it."

            "FUCKING FAGGOT" Drew screamed. And I turned my head to see
him literally rip of his pants and underwear. As he approached he has the
presence of a T-Rex coming at me large, powerful, and threatening and a
look in his eyes as if he was going to devour me. Jason smiled and pushed
me towards him. "You want cock so bad faggot? Choke on this." And
without warning Drew shoved his dick into my mouth as he grabbed my head.

            "Fuck yea man,' Jason exclaimed. "That's the way to treat
the slut. Don't show him any mercy man."

            Drew with a smile on his face was lost in lust as he roughly
rammed his large 8 inch prick in an out of my mouth. "You wanna be
treated like a faggot bitch, I'll fucking treat you like the fucking pig
slut you are whore. You want power how's this for power." Like Jason he
flexed his biceps for me. He had been putting in extra time in at the gym
and seemed to be rivaling my brother in size. His biceps were huge, cut
and covered in veins. It drove me over the edge and I groaned as I
concentrated on keeping my lips tight around his beautiful cock. `I want
in that ass man. You said you've broken it in right man? He asked my
brother. But I quickly pulled of his cock turned over onto all fours and
lifted my ass up into the air in anticipation of the welcomed invader.

            "FUCKING SLUT" Drew screamed. "I guess that answers my
question. I can't believe with all the cock your bro says he is giving
you that you are still such a slut for cock. Well don't fucking worry I
got plenty here. You're not going to be able to sit for a fucking week
you fucking slut" And as fast as he pulled my face onto his cock he
dropped to his knees grabbed my hair as it were his own personal
handlebars and shoved his cock up my eager ass to the hilt. I jumped in
shock and he laughed.

            "Fucking slut," Jason let out softly in shock at what he
just witnessed

            Drew was unforgiving on my ass. It felt as if I a machine
were behind me ramming a thick metal pole up my ass. He was right when he
said I wouldn't be able to sit for a week.  His rhythm was perfect and I
knew he had done this before. I was screaming in ecstasy and in pain. But
then I saw the tight well formed abs of my brother standing before me.
Drew released his grip from my hair tightly moved his hand to my hips.
"Shut the fuck up man." Jason yelled at me grabbing my freed head. Do
you want the whole fucking neighborhood to hear?" And he shoved his cock
into my mouth.  I could have fainted on the spot right there from the
excitement I was feeling. I know had two large muscle studs fucking me at
both end, double teaming me. Obviously they weren't really worried about
the neighbors as their moans were louder than mine. They were deeper
though, animalistic, savage. From the strength of their fucks I though
they were going to squish me like a bug into nothingness. The force
generated from the two powerful men was incredible.

            "I felt Jason's balls begin to rise up and his grip on my
hair tighten when he suddenly pulled my face all the way onto him with
the head of his cock down my throat. "Too fucking hot can't hold on"
he said as he began dumping load after load of cum down my throat. He was
screaming almost at the top of his lungs. Then he fell back breathing
heavily. I was shocked when all of a sudden with his cock still in me
flipped me over so that I was facing him. He then wrapped his massive
strong arms around me and lifted me up so that he was standing. With me
on his cock he rammed me into the wall and continued his rough assault on
my ass. I was turned on by the strength he was using as he held me up. I
wrapped my legs around him. There was fire in his eyes. It was as if he
was not in there anymore. He was a fuck machine and I was just a thing.
But then he started yelling at me.

            "Fucking faggot," he yelled as he looked into my eyes with
anger. This is where sluts like you belong on a powerful man's cock." I
began to rub his massive chest which just seemed to add to his fire."
Yea man play with those powerful pecs worship them, worship me like I
fucking deserve. You think this is rough bitch, I haven't even begun.
I'm gonna be here everyday and you are going to worship me like the
little wimp you are, pussy boy. I deserve it. You know I do. I am
perfect. You need me. His voice was getting deeper as he was getting
closer. You want a muscle stud to worship. Well then fucking worship me.
"WORSHIP ME!!!!!!!" he screamed out as he pulled me down onto him and
his cock exploded into me. He threw his head back "FUCKING WORSHIP ME
YOU FUCKING PIG SLUT" He tightly held on to me until he was finished and
then he roughly picked my up off of his cock and dropped me onto the
floor. I fell to me knees out of energy. He was above me out of breath
and violently staring down at me. Then he spit on my face. It surprised
me. This guy who one defended me, who treated me with kindness had
suddenly saw me for what I really was and was treating me as if I was
nothing.

             I had almost forgotten Jason was there when he slapped Drew
on the back" Holy shit man that was the hottest thing I had ever seen.
Now do you see what a slut my little bro is?"

            "Hang on," Drew said taking his cock into his hands and
aiming toward me. Jason and I were both shocked when a strong flow of
piss erupted from Drew's cock onto me. I jumped but he said"Don't
fucking move toilet whore." I froze as he moved his stream up my stomach
and chest and closed my eyes as it hit my face and soaked my hair. I
don't know why but I opened my mouth. As I took his acrid piss in my
mouth I knew this is where I belonged, being complexly dominated. Jason
had a shocked look on his face but Drew's was completely emotionless, as
if he were just using a urinal. But I suppose that was all I was to him.
His stream slowed and I finished swallowing. Then he flicked the last few
drops of his dick onto me. He looked over at Jason who was now smiling
and aiming his cock at me, and then he looked back at me soaking in his
urine." Now I can see it". He looked at me not as a person but as a
thing, as his property.

"Fucking Slut"



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