Date: Mon, 29 Feb 2016 16:02:10 -0500
From: chuck <unkle_c@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers pt. 19

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"My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers" pt. 19

	Recapping the last few paragraphs of the previous chapter:

Poor Josh was now beside himself. "Are you fucking kidding me, dude? You
nearly killed me... then you made me swallow all that nasty fucking
cum. Now you want me to fucking beg you to let me suck the remains of it
out of your cock-hair? You can't be serious, dude"

A mean sadistic grin replaced the smirk, as Dolph reached down, yanked
himself a good fistful of Josh' hair, lifted the kids head and power
slapped the poor kids face three or four times. "like I said... you have a
lot to learn... and showing respect to your superior is a lesson I'd be
happy to teach you. So you either get busy... or your first lesson will
start NOW" It's hard to believe that the two young lads are the same age,
yet one is so much more powerful than the other, and he wanted it to be
known.

That was all it pretty much took for Josh to get the message, and the hand
prints on his left cheek and his willingness to lift his head and bury his
face inside Dolphs thick forest, were evident of that. Josh, without any
further argument literally licked the entire bush of Dolphs pubes, sucked,
and licked the now semi-hard cock, and even offered to lick other parts of
his young masters body if so needed. "Unless you need me to lick any other
parts of your body... may I be free to leave now... please" Dolph certainly
did not need this extra boost to his already over inflated ego, but it
helped. "I'm pretty much done with you for the moment... but I can't
promise I will not be using you again... is that clear" Josh simply nodded
his head.

However, before Dolph had a chance to dismount his newest bitch, Kurk
walked in the room, just in time to witness Dolph order Josh to give his
cock-head a kiss goodbye. If Dolph was thinking that his long time friend
would be grateful knowing that his foreign roommate is a fag, and that he
now had himself a built-in cock-sucker, well... Dolph would have been
wrong.  Kurk was beside himself, witnessing his house guest actually
kissing another dudes dick. "What the fuck... what's going on here? Get the
fuck off him... damn it, Dolph... Josh is not gay, man"

"My younger Alpha Stepbrothers" pt. 19

Dolph, somewhat surprised that his good friend was actually pissed off at
the scene in front of him, simply shook his head. "What are you talking
about? Of course he's a faggot, he just worshiped every muscle on my
body... even enjoyed kissing my feet and sucking my toes. Then he gave me
one wicked, awesome, blow-job. Even swallowed my huge load without me even
telling him to. Dude? ... He even sucked up the left over cum from my pubes
and cleaned them... with his fucking tongue, man. So yeah... I hate to be
the one to inform you... but your roommate is a fucking faggot. And I'm
pretty sure he's been busy admiring your crotch without you knowing, not to
mention your muscles... oh yeah, he also has a huge thing for muscles, even
likes being roughed up"

Poor Kurk just stood there with his mouth hanging open, totally lost for
words, allowing his long time friend Dolph to continue. "So you storm in
here thinking the worse of me, when you should be thanking me for BREAKING
your closet case of a roommate. Now that he is totally broken, you have
yourself a live-in cock-sucker... and a fucking SLAVE to use whenever the
need occurs. BUT, instead of yelling at me... you need to be thanking
me... right? So get your ass over here... ask me to please forgive you for
raising your voice to me... and then thank me for breaking-in a new bitch
for your use"

An agitated Kurk stood his ground and defied the top Alpha Male of their
group. "You don't know him like I do. I'm telling you... he's not gay. I'm
sure he did all that shit cause you made him do it... not because he wanted
to do it. So let him up... please? He's not gay, dude" Dolph dismounted his
latest conquest, stood up, then looked his good friend in the eyes, and
shook his head. "You're wrong about that... I'm telling you... you will be
calling me in the middle of the night when you are super horny and you will
be thanking me... you'll see"

With that said, Dolph stormed out of the room, but not before warning his
good friend. "Don't you ever raise your voice to me again... I may be
letting it ride this time... but if it ever happens again... well... you
know the consequences"

...

Meanwhile, we return to my situation with Johan:

As I knelt in front of this powerful God-like, teenage, muscle boy, my mind
wondered off to Dolph. For the first time since meeting him, I truly wished
he was here to make sure no harm would come to me at the hands of these two
well built teenage punks.

Standing above me, with his strong legs spread wide, and my hands on his
tight, leather wrapped thighs, Johan used both hands tightly locked onto my
head, to feed me what was obviously his pride and joy. Lately, I had prided
myself for being able to take either Lukas or Dolph all the way, and with
very little gagging, providing they weren't being too brutal with me, but
now with this well muscled stranger, I was literally fearing the out-come
of this blow-job, especially with no familiar faces around to rescue me.

Johan had forced the rather large head of his cock between my lips, leaving
them stretched to the max. "Yeeeaaah... there you go... now use your queer
tongue to lick that head, and all around it. Yeah... that's it... now press
it against my piss-slit and LICK. Yeeeaaah... I took a piss half an hour
ago... stick the tip of your tongue inside my piss-slit and tell me how it
tastes? ... DO IT... LICK...  Fuck yeah... THAT'S IT... been a while since
some bitch has cleaned the inside of my piss-slit... forgot how fucking
awesome it feels"

Afraid to ignore the tough teenage stranger standing above me, I did as I
was told. I brushed my tongue along his piss-slit, and then tried like hell
to stick the tip of my tongue inside it. Somehow, I managed to part the
lips of his cock-head with my tongue, just enough to brush the edge of the
inside with the tip of my tongue. This seemed to please Johan. "Fuck
yeah... you are a pro... oooh fuck, man that feels awesome... clean it
good... and I may reward you with a nice size drink later. Now look up at
me and keep your eyes attached to mine... while you blow-me"

I was actually proud of myself for being able to please this wicked tough
teen, but I was still afraid that I wouldn't be able to accommodate his
wicked thick cock, so I began lathering what little of it that was inside
my mouth with my saliva. Coating as much of it as I could. To my surprise
this too pleased him. "Yeeeaaah... that's it... use that queer tongue of
yours... feels fucking awesome. Yeah, Jarvis... wait till you get this
queer to blow you... I have to admit... so far... not too shabby. I think
you're gonna love it"

Keeping my eyes glued to Johans, I couldn't ignore the fact that he is so
damn good looking. Trust me, this is not the new Gay-me talking, I swear. I
would have found this dude to be wicked good looking even long before I had
any idea that I might be gay. I'm not talking about his tight well chiseled
muscles, I mean yeah, this teens body is perfectly sculpted, but his face
is even better looking than any male model figure I have ever seen, he is
just that damn good looking. And the way he penetrates you with his sexy
eyes, I am willing to bet that he could easily hypnotize you with those
eyes quicker than Dolph can hypnotize someone with the real stuff.

My mind quickly returned to the job at hand, when Johan with two fistfuls
of my hair, gave his sexy hips a thrust, forcing a few inches of his mighty
shaft into my scull. Then the dude began laughing along with Jarvis. "It's
all good queer-boy... I don't mind doing all the work here. Besides my
father always says if you want a job done right... you have to do it
yourself... so you just kneel there, bitch, and let the man do the work"
This had Jarvis laughing his ass off. "yeah, Johan... show this foreign
bitch how us German boys fuck face"

Little did the kid know, but it was his German counter-parts that
introduced me to giving head in the first place. I would never have known
how to properly suck dick, if it wasn't pounded into me to begin with. So
he and Johan were way too late for giving me cock-sucking lessons.

As Johan began withdrawing his mean cock from my mouth, I actually found
myself praying that he had given up on trying to drill his monster dick
into my head, but another power thrust from those hips of his, told me it
was just wishful thinking on my part. I was beginning to feel as though my
head was an over inflated balloon and that it would pop at any moment. I
couldn't focus on his evil grinning eyes any longer, but looking straight
ahead only scared me that much more, seeing that I still had several inches
to go. Funny thing is, I even found his curly bush to be attractive, how
weird is that? His pubes were neatly trimmed... what straight dude trims
his pubes? Then I thought well, maybe a dude that loves receiving head, and
gets it often enough... that he wants to keep that area neat looking.

It wasn't long after that last thrust, when Johan began to pump his monster
cock in and out of my head at a much quicker pace. He had set a pace and
stuck with it. I did the best I could to keep his thicker than average cock
well moistened so that it flowed in and out easier. Yet, I'd be lying if I
said it was an easy task. My face had been power slapped three or four
times, warning me about my teeth, but what the hell could I do? I tried
keeping them covered, trust me, but his cock was just way too thick to
accommodate my mouth.

I tried controlling my gagging reflex as best I could, but damn, when your
lips are stretched and your mouth is taking in too much substance, there is
only so much you can do to keep from gagging. As much practice as I have
had over these last few months, and the fact that I could take Dolph and
Lukas all the way, had me believing that I could handle any cock out there,
little did I know that they made cock... this thick.

I tried concentrating on the feel of his tight leather clad leg muscles to
take my mind off gagging. The smooth feeling of the soft supple leather,
being stretched against his hard well defined thighs, nearly did the trick
for me, making me want to please this powerful arrogant teen even more than
I had ever wanted to please Dolph or my stepbrothers.

Feeling his powerful legs made me want to take his thick cock all the way,
or at least enough to get him off. But, the problem was, Johan was in no
hurry to get off. He seemed to frigging enjoy watching me, and feeling me
struggle with the girth of his beautiful cock, he seemed to want to extend
without interruption, the feeling of me choking on his powerful manhood. So
he would pull his cock nearly all the way out, leaving just the cock-head
between my lips, and pause briefly, and he was bent on doing this on more
than just a few occasions during the intense blow-job.

My uncontrollable gagging obviously produced an awesome feeling against his
superior cock-head, and he didn't want that awesome feeling to end. "Oh
fuck... choke on it, you fucking faggot... I love the feeling your gagging
is having on my cock, bitch. Bet you never even imagined sucking a dick as
thick as mine... huh? But, I will give you credit for one thing... most
bitches have passed out on me long before this... man, I wish I could keep
you here and use your mouth twice a day. Seriously, bitch... I think I
would give up fucking real bitches, if I could penetrate your scull a
couple of times a day"

As much as I would like to have this hunk of hunks within my range of sight
every day, and as much as I have begun to truly enjoy the feeling of being
dominated by true muscle-boys, I couldn't even imagine struggling with such
a thick cock even occasionally, never mind twice a day. So I was content
with the fact that my time spent with this hot stud was only for a week or
so, even that may prove to be more than I can handle, at this rate.

Johan was slowly getting off on my expense, after what truly had to have
been a good hour or so of gagging me and playing with my emotions, with his
verbal abuse, he began to fuck my scull in earnest. So I knew he was
finally ready to get off.

I began to concentrate on worshipping his man-hood with my tongue, by now I
was tired, my jaw was truly killing me, and I wanted this over as quickly
as possible. Johan, tightened his grip on my head with his two fistfuls of
my hair, and began to pump his powerful shaft in and out of my head with a
force that probably would have killed me if not for the experience I had
gathered these past few months.

Once he had set his mind to getting off, it didn't take long for his
volcano to erupt. With this muscular sixteen year old pumping his powerful
load of seaman inside my mouth, I instantly knew that this dude had been
building up his supply, waiting for the right opportunity to unload. I felt
his Alpha Male cock throb against my tongue over and over and over again,
pumping what seemed like an endless amount of thick Alpha Male cum inside
my head. I somehow managed to swallow as fast as he pumped, and with each
throb of his cock-head came a new volley of warm thick cum, filling the
cavity of my mouth and quickly descending down my throat. I did manage to
get a good taste of this Alpha Males sperm, and I have to say here and now,
that it was the best tasting cum I had tasted thus far.

Johan continued to hold my head, leaving his Alpha cock-head inside my
mouth. "Not bad queer-boy... now clean it... and get ready for that gift I
promised you" Hearing those words, I once again panicked. Since he kept his
cock-head between my lips, even after I had cleaned it, I had a good idea
what was coming next. Yeah, I have been in this exact situation enough
times now to know what was coming. It started as a dribble, and as I looked
up and pleaded with him with my eyes, he smirked. "What? You telling me
that Dolph has never pissed in your mouth before? OR, are you trying to
tell me that you don't like it when he does? Whatever, faggot... just so
you know? I've been holding this in all day... just waiting for an
opportunity like this... so enjoy my Alpha Male Piss"

As I knelt there staring up into this muscle-boys eyes, that little dribble
quickly turned into a gusher, and the velocity was way more than I could
handle. I began to gag on the rapid amount. Unlike Lukas, and even Dolph,
Johan wasn't feeding me his piss in short quantities, he didn't even
attempt to ease up. It was like he was trying to literally drown me. It
wasn't until his piss was coming out of my nose that he pushed me away, but
even then... he continued to piss in my face till his bladder was empty.

Meanwhile, Jarvis was laughing his ass off. "Fuck yeah... nice going,
Johan... but I want the faggot to wash his face and rinse his cock-sucking
mouth before I take over and fuck it... no hard feelings dude... but I
don't want my cock-head soaking in your piss" It was Johans turn to laugh
his ass off. "And what's so bad about my piss, dude? You never complained
about it when I first met you... not that you dared to"

I was ordered by Jarvis to use the lav outside the bedroom to rinse out my
mouth and wash my face. One I had accomplished this and returned to the
bedroom, he ordered me to lay down on top of the bed, face up, while he
stripped down to his tight briefs, and while he was busy doing this, I had
the opportunity to check him out more thoroughly. Although he had to be
sixteen or seventeen, he really didn't look much older than
fourteen. Except of course no fourteen year old back home would have the
physique that this kid has. Jarvis was yet another wicked hot specimen of
what I have grown to expect from the German youth. He wasn't as tall as
Johan, but he sure as hell was packed with muscle. His thighs alone looked
as though they could easily crush some ones head, and I caught myself
saying a silent prayer that it wouldn't be mine.

As I laid on the bed, keeping my eyes attached to this young tough teen, he
literally jumped from the floor up onto the bed, and stood standing over
me, straddling my head, allowing me a perfect straight up view of his full
basket. And as he stood there grinning down on me and cupping his cotch
with the palm of his right hand, I felt my eyes literally bulge, as I took
in the sight of yet another well packed crotch. I couldn't help but wonder
once again, what the hell it was that they fed their young male teens in
this country.

Staring down at me while sneering, Jarvis lifted his left foot and planted
it on top of my face. "Let's start with you cleaning my socks for
me... LICK" It wasn't as though I had a say in the matter, with the sole of
his foot pressed against my lips. My first thought was that this dude was a
neat freak, unlike his companions, meaning that his socks rather than
having an odor, really were not that bad at all. It was as though he had
just grabbed a clean pair and threw them on.  So as I pressed my tongue
against the sole of his foot and began licking, I immediately felt
relieved, the one thing that I have grown to detest is being forced to
either lick or suck on a pair of sweaty socks.

After forcing his toes inside my mouth on several occasions, and ordering
me to suck on them, Jarvis plopped down on top of my chest in a tight
school-boy pin. He began tightening his well muscled thighs on each side of
my head, squeezing my head till I couldn't take the pressure. Seeing my
face turn purple must have been a good indication for him to loosen up on
his vice like grip. "Just testing you... wanted to see just how much of a
wimp you are... most dudes would have either passed out, or would be crying
by now... without me even using a fraction of my power... but you did ok,
must be used to Dolph strangling you with his powerful head scissors, huh?
Next time, I'll keep you locked between my thighs a lot longer... just to
see how much you can take, but right now... I wanna see...  how much of
THIS... you can take"

Jarvis leaned forward, and laid himself down on top of my head, pressing
his entire package against my face, smothering me. He laid there for at
least a good ten minutes, grinding his tightly packed equipment against my
lips, nose and eyes. When I felt that I was having a hard time breathing, I
placed my hands on his strong thighs and tried to force them up off my
face. I pretty much knew that I was fighting a loosing battle, but I
basically just wanted him to know that I would be no good to him while
passed out. I heard him laughing. "What's the problem, dude? Was having my
basket so close to your face... actually taking your breath away? OR... is
it that you're ready to feel the full power of it"

Jarvis stood up once again, while he removed his tight briefs and allowed
them to drop down on top of my face. Although I have already had the
pleasure of sniffing his underwear, I decided to leave them as they
were. He then gave me that now very famous smirk, which lately I am feeling
is a German Attribute "Later, I will turn them inside out... and let you
suck on the inside crotch for a while... bet you'll love that, huh? Now
open wide, dude... I'm going to fuck your face the old fashioned way... by
laying on top of it, and drilling my cock inside your scull... Johan said
that the feeling of you gagging against his cock was the greatest
ever... but I wanna see and feel it for myself... so I am either going to
choke you, till you pass out... or... you are going to give me one hell of
a blow-job, faggot"

I will not lie... the fact that this young well muscled teen was going to
lay on top of my face and literally fuck my scull, scared the hell out of
me. I found myself suddenly wishing for Dolphs presence, for it appeared
that only he could save me from becoming damaged property, or at the least,
save me from outright torture.

However, as Jarvis lowered himself on top of me, it was apparent that my
wish would not be fulfilled, Dolph didn't magically appear. I tried
convincing myself that there are worse things that could happen to me, as
apposed to being sexually abused and OR choked by a good looking well
built, blond haired, teen. But once he was fully on top of my face and his
power tool had entered my mouth, there was no sense in me trying to sugar
coat what was about to happen.

He spent the first few moments talking trash to me, with just the head of
his thick eight inches inside my face. "Ooooh yeeeaah... your faggot mouth
is so warm. For now, just use your queer tongue to bathe my
cock-head. Yeah... you sure are getting a good sample of what us German
boys taste like, huh? You're also getting a good feel of our power, aren't
you? Yeah... we could easily crush the average teenage male, from anywhere
in the world. Seriously faggot... look how easily you are dominated by any
one of us" It became increasingly clear that apparently there is a group
(and I hope that it is a rather SMALL group) of German youth that wish to
dominate or at least humiliate other youths across the globe, with their
powerful young bodies, and their aggressive frame of mind, and I couldn't
help but wonder what the solution might be.

I began having flash-backs of how Gunther, and Luke quickly over-powered
and dominated me. Then how Gunther, Lukas, and Dolph so easily dominated
and over powered Kyle (Hammer-Boy) Hartwell, a fairly tough, and well-built
bully, himself. Then they did the same to my best bud, Jayden, who is by no
means an easy push-over. He being a popular, well built, High School Jock,
yet he quickly submitted after being worked-over, and totally
humiliated. And I might add, that at this point, I hadn't even heard about
Dolph beating-up, dominating, and then humiliating the crap out of Josh. So
although I can't foresee the future, I instantly had this vision of how
things were going to be at our local High-School, with the two brothers and
Dolph attending there, but, you can bet your booty, I was a bit grateful
that I was out of there, at least at home, their abuse would be private.

My thoughts were quickly returned to the present, as Jarvas began doing
push-ups on top of my face. I immediately placed the palms of my hands on
his outer thighs, hoping to have some control over the face-fuckin. But,
feeling the power of their rock hard muscles, as they raised and then
lowered his groin into my wide opened mouth, I realized rather quickly, how
foolish that idea actually was. The first few thrusts, I handled ok, but in
no time at all, Jarvis took full advantage of his situation, and began
pounding my mouth and throat without mercy. I could hear Johan in the
back-round praising his friend. "Fuck-yeah... pound his fucking queer head
right into that mattress... use the fags mouth to release that Alpha load
of yours. Yeeeaaah... show him, how we German Boys welcome Foreigner boys
into our country, yeeeaah... show him who's boss"

After the first few moments of having my face brutally pummeled by this
tough dudes groin, I was no longer concerned if I would pass-out or not, my
new fear was whether I would survive or not. I will admit to one thing
though, if it hadn't been for the brutality I suffered from being used by
my stepbrothers and Dolph over these last few months, I sure as hell may
not have survived this past hour or so, that's for damn sure. To say that
Jarvis pounded his decent size cock into my scull, would certainly be an
understatement. He had no concern for my well being whatsoever, and that
frightened me even more.

I pleaded with him to go easy on me, not verbally of course, but with my
hands on his hard thighs. Using all my strength, I tried pushing on his
powerful thighs to keep him from penetrating my throat all the way, but of
course I was up against a losing battle, he is just way too strong. If
anything, my feeble attempts (in his evil mind) were just adding to his
ego, telling him that I was nothing more than a weak little pawn for him to
use and abuse as he wished. And, I could almost envision that mighty SMIRK
now pasted to his young handsome face, as he increased the amount of power
being used on me to dismiss any idea that I might have, of controlling the
force with which he power fucks my face.

I could feel the tears streaming down my cheeks, not from humiliation, but
from the brute force with which he pounded my scull, and although my
eyeballs were nearly bulging out of their sockets, the only sight they were
allowed to focus on, was of his blond forest, as my nose became buried in
it, each time his hips gave his Alpha groin a powerful thrust.

I'm pretty sure that I actually did pass-out once, maybe twice during the
entire ordeal, which lasted far too long. I have no idea of course just how
long it was, but I believe that it was well over an hour. I only know this
much, when he was ready to feed me his Alpha cum, it gushed into my mouth
and throat like a volcano erupting it's hot lava. Once again I tried to
control the situation. I tried to minimize the amount of cum that I
swallowed, for fear of choking to death. Yes, his hefty load was that thick
and that plentiful, and choke and gag, I did. I even began to wonder if
there was no end to the amount of Alpha cum he had stored. Yet, with all
the misery I was put through by Jarvis, the brutality of it all still
didn't compare to what Johan had put me through. I can honestly say, that
Jarvis was a walk-in-the-park compared to the powerful face-fuck of which
Johan had subjected me to, Johan is most definitely the most powerful teen
out of all of them, and I had to wonder once again, why it is not he,
rather than Dolph as the top Alpha Male in the pack.

When Jarvis was completely drained, he continued to lay on top of my face,
and ordered me to further satisfy his needs. "I see you are still with us,
faggot... that's good... but before I let you up... I want you to massage
my legs and my ass with those queer hands of yours. Show me, by worshipping
my lower body... just how thankful you are, and just how much you LOVE my
cock... and my bountiful load of CUM, bitch" So with his cock-head still
between my lips, and before I was even allowed to rest, I was informed that
my services were not yet completed.

I placed the palms of my hands on his young, but wicked tight, ass-globes,
and massaged them over and over, before moving my hands back down to his
well muscled thighs and showed them the same respect. I continued massaging
his legs, while cleaning his cock-head thoroughly with my tongue, till he
pulled himself off me some ten minutes after discharging his heavy load of
sperm inside my scull.

Meanwhile, Dolph was now sitting outside his fathers office, patiently
waiting for his uncle and step-aunt to return home. He was still clad in
only the sexy black leather speedo-like briefs, and to say that he looked
sexy as hell would not only be an understatement, it just wouldn't even
come close to describing how frigging hot this young teenage master really
looked, with his beautiful physique only being part of the package, he also
was extremely handsome. He certainly has all the confidence in the world,
not only in his ability to take what he wants, but in his ability to rule
the nest. He was wearing his blond hair a bit shorter than when I first met
him, but if it was at all possible, it only made him look even that much
more handsome.

I wasn't sure what his reasoning was for wanting to chat with Lars, but the
look of solid confidence spread across his face told me that he wasn't even
the tiniest bit concerned. As I started to walk past him, he stopped me in
my tracks. "Hey queer-boy... go fetch me a bottled water... but
first... tell me... how does this speedo look on me? I mean... does it turn
you on? Or should I change into my red one... you know... the one that
hardly has any sides to it" I stopped and thought about his question,
before answering. "Well... it depends... I mean I think this one is wicked
sexy and all... and I kinda like the leather effect. Also, it kinda makes
you look more masculine... I mean... not that you need to appear More
masculine... but... well it does bring out the Authoritarian look in
you... if you know what I mean" Dolph apparently knew exactly what I meant,
and it must have been the look he was going for. "Yeah, that's what I was
hoping... ok... run along and get me my water... and move it... I'm thirsty
as hell"

Of course my mind was working overtime, wondering why he wanted to chat
with his uncle, and what the urgency was. He also was holding a large
yellow envelope, probably paper work and shit dealing with his parents
estate and what have you. Once I returned and handed him the water, I felt
I should remind him of his uncles dress code, especially whenever my mom
was around. "Uuuuhhh... Master Dolph... you do remember Lar's rules of
dress inside the house, right? I mean I don't want to see you get into any
trouble or anything... but, we're not aloud to wear our bathing suits
inside, especially when my mom is home" He just gave me his usual
smirk. "First off, cock-sucker... not that it is any of your business, but
this happens to be MY house... not HIS. And secondly... I stopped giving a
shit about what he expects of me, a while ago. So just hand over the water
and be on your merry way, faggot"

After handing him the water, I started to walk towards the staircase, just
as my mom and lars came through the front door. I went and hugged my mom,
then again headed for the staircase. However, being the little snoop that I
am, I waited at the bottom of the stairs, I wanted to catch my stepfathers
reaction once he saw Dolph waiting for him, and wearing one of his sexy
speedos. What I saw actually startled me. My mom was walking in front of
Lar's and as she got close to Dolph, he grinned at her and cupped his hefty
basket. I'm sure everyone heard me gasp, but I'm also sure they were all
too busy being surprised to turn and look in my direction.

I heard the angry words leaving Lar's mouth. "Damn it son... I've told you
a hundred times... we do not wear bathing suits inside the main
building... that's why we have poolside cabanas... so we can change back
into more suitable attire before entering this building... why is it you
lads don't seem to grasp that rule" Dolph, being even more aggressive than
usual was quick to respond. "Maybe I should remind you... that this is MY
house... and while at MY house... it's MY rules that EVERYONE needs to
follow... not yours... now if you don't mind... I need a word with you
inside MY office"

I was more shocked than surprised at Dolphs brave comeback, but what
followed next shocked me even more. After waving my mom away, I noticed
that Lar's voice became immediately soft and non-con-frontal, actually one
might describe his tone far more passive. "Sure, son... what seems to be
the problem? I hope that the Mrs. and I have handled all the Funeral
arrangements according to your wishes... if not...there is still time to
make changes... yo" Dolph cut Lar's off in mid sentence. "This has nothing
to do with the funeral arrangements... handle them however you want. What I
want from you is to contact Johans parents and talk them into allowing
Johan to become a Foreign-Exchange Student. Explain to them that you and
your MRS. Will gladly host him for as long as he wishes to stay in
America. Then you will need to get together with the appropriate
authorities and handle all the paperwork necessary for such a move"

Lar's was totally cut off guard with this proposal being suggested with
such a brass undertone by his beloved nephew. There was even a brief return
of the anger in his voice. "Are you totally out of your mind, son? I am not
about to do any such thing" However, it was a grinning Dolph that took it
upon himself to walk over, stand in front of his sitting Uncle and began
massaging his leather clad overstuffed crotch, directly in front of his
uncles face. "I think you'll change you're mind... I have here the
incriminating photos I mentioned to you... you do remember the deal we had
back when I suggested to you that I had such photos, RIGHT? It was the day
that I convinced you to go along with that test of strength between Lukas
and I. You do remember that day, I'm sure... it was the day that I
literally kicked your favorite sons ASS all over the place... the day that
I beat the living FUCK out of him... the day when you could not keep your
queer eyes off this huge package of mine"

Lar's released a very heavy sigh, and his whole body seemed to just slip
further into the huge office chair he occupied. This widened the grin on
Dolphs face ten fold, as he moved even closer to his uncle, now standing
with his powerful legs spread wide, and his plentiful leather clad
equipment just inches from his uncles nose. As a matter of fact, when Dolph
attempted to hand over the envelope to Lar's, he had to laugh out
loud. "You like what I have here, don't you? You fucking perv... I bet you
are wondering if this is all dick... aren't you... well I can assure you
that it is... just ask either of your sons... either one will vouch for
it. Yeeaah, old man... both your sons have CHOKED on this a good number of
times... I still feed it to them nearly every night. Yeah, I do... and at
some point... I may even make them fight over it... but then again... it
wouldn't be much of a fight ... Lukas would just beat the fuck out of
Gunther for the pure pleasure of doing so... but maybe, now that I think of
it... I could use this to get Lukas to beat on his bro... purely for our
entertainment, what do ya think... not a bad idea, huh? OPEN the envelope"

Lar's opened the envelope with shaky hands, and pulled out several photos
of him on his knees, a well muscled teen stood over him with his jeans down
at his ankles and a fist full of money. A loud gasp escaped Lars mouth, and
it appeared as though all the air within him left his body, along with any
fight that remained. Dolph wanted to jump for joy, but held his
composure. "Now back to our conversation... you may have this sick notion
inside that brainless head of yours... that my suggestion about you
visiting Johans parents, was more or less a request... but let me assure
you... it was not a request... It was a fucking DEMAND"