Date: Sat, 9 May 2015 11:06:34 +0000
From: Chuck Hale <chuck0049@outlook.com>
Subject: My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers pt.2

My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers pt.2

Re-capping the last several paragraphs of the last chapter:

I felt another inch of my pride drop to the floor, as I continued playing
this wicked kinky game with my evil stepbrothers. "Please Gunther... may I
kiss your dick-head one more time... please" Shaking his head no, brought
further humiliation to an already extremely humiliating situation. "You're
getting closer... but first let's get my title in there... if I am going to
allow you to do improper things to parts of my body... I think it's only
fair that you refer to me as MASTER Gunther... don't you? I mean after
all... you are the one that seems to be receiving all the pleasure... I'm
not getting anything out of this... so humor me... by calling me master!
Oh, and one more thing... since I am allowing you to kiss my cock-head... I
must insist that you do it properly... give it some tongue... when you kiss
it"

Hearing himself talk down this way, to another dude two years older than
himself, must have been a major turn-on, cause I couldn't help but notice,
that his already impressive love muscle... had just grown even larger, even
a tad thicker, and a whole bunch of tads harder.

Pondering Gunthers words, I figured... oh what the hell, I can't fight
them... they are both way too strong, and if there is any way I can prevent
them from sending photos to all the people on my cell phone list... then I
obviously need to do whatever it takes, to keep them from doing
that. "Please Master Gunther... may I please kiss your dick-head one more
time... I promise Master Gunther to give it a proper kiss this time"

Though the words made ME ill, they seemed to hit the right note with both
brothers. For I had up till now, not seen them laugh so hard... for so
long. "did you get all of that on video before shutting it down, bro? This
is going to be far better than either of us could have hoped for... don't
you think"



                My Younger Alpha Step Brothers pt. 2

Lukas was quick if not a little eager, to respond to his brothers
question. "Of course I have it all... right up to him begging you... to
allow him to give your cock-head one more kiss... this is awesome
bro... way the hell awesome. I do believe we have ourselves a brand new
bitch to play with... and best of all... this one lives just down the hall
from us... I mean, how frigging convenient is that, bro "

I couldn't believe my ears, these fucking monsters having this conversation
right above my head, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about
it. There was absolutely no way I could stop either one of these assholes
from talking trash about me, either one of them is way stronger than me,
never mind the two of them together. All I could do was to kneel there and
listen as Gunther spoke next, as though I wasn't even there, right there on
the floor, with his huge cock-head pointing at my lips.  "imagine bro,
having a bitch/slave living under the same roof as us... a plaything at our
disposal literally 24/7... don't look like you and I are ever gonna sleep
again, bro"

More hysterical laughter, and then, without the camera or video on record,
there was a lot more verbal abuse, from Gunther. "OK, you little
fag... here is where you start obeying our every command... here is where
you become part slave boy and part bitch boy... and you will remain
so... for as long as my brother and I want... from here on in, if either
one of us gives you an order, you say `yes master' and proceed to do
whatever it is we order... do you understand? And if you refuse... one of
two things will happen, either you will get a beating... or your photos and
this video, will go viral. Got it? Now kiss it... and don't forget the
tongue, BITCH"

I felt so fucking trapped, with no way out. Of course I was concerned with
any one of my contacts getting a glimpse of this video or any of the
indecent photos, but my main concern was that of my best friend Jayden.

Jayden is not only my best bud, he was also the captain of my wrestling
team, we were teammates for all three years I wrestled for my school, I
know him so damn well, and therefore I know that he has a thing against
gays in general.

He has so often totally destroyed an opponent simply because the kid
accidently touched Jaydens groin area, causing my bud to go haywire on the
kid, and I had witnessed this not once, but many times over the three
years, even our coach had reprimanded my bud countless times for using
excessive force. But Jayden didn't care, no one was ever going to touch him
and get away with it. He had often freaked out while we were at the mall,
if another dude even so much as looked at him wrong. I say often, because
it happened often, way too often. Jayden is what the chicks at school refer
to as `Gods gift to women' or the `hottest boy in school' he is not only
that good looking, but at seventeen, he has the body of a Greek statute,
and is one of our schools top athletes. How did I become best friends with
such a popular jock you ask? I seriously don't understand it myself, it
just happened over a period of time, from knowing each other since we first
started school, at the age of five.

So I just know for a fact, that with his hatred for gays, along with his
macho attitude, seeing photos or a video of me in such gay acts, well, that
would be the end of our friendship.  I would consider myself lucky if he
ONLY disowned me as a friend and left it at that, but my knowledge of him,
tells me otherwise, he'd frigging kill me or at least attempt to by beating
me to a pulp. Like I said earlier, I happen to know this gay kid at school,
I mentioned that we were friends, but we weren't really friends, just
someone in several of my classes, but because I never abused him, he
considers me a friend. My point is, Jayden would never even speak to this
kid, and I had to keep Jayden from attacking this kid many times, for no
real reason at all, Jayden just hates gays.

Of course there are others on my contact list that with seeing such photos
or a video of me in that situation, would truly concern me, like family
members, damn, how embarrassing, just the thought alone sent shivers down
my back. Also, a few friends, one of whom will be attending the same
college as me in the fall.

So to say that I was literally trapped, would be an understatement. I had
no other option than to go along with their cruel plan to use me however
they wish, and to pray that this whole ordeal is a phase that they are
simply going through, and would soon pass.

With Lukas once again getting it all on video, Gunther played along as
though I was the older gay stepbrother, trying desperately to seduce him
and his bro. I knew the reason for playing this game was to gather enough
evidence to keep me trapped for as long as they wanted.

I also knew that pleading, or begging them was not about to halt their
intentions even a little, and obviously by now, I knew very well, that me
using force was totally out of the question, having somewhat of a passive
personality, I figured living my life as a slave for a few weeks, was far
better than laying cooped up in a hospital bed for a few months.

So, like a good slave boy, I pressed my lips against Gunthers rather large
cock-head , and proceeded to kiss it, and after several seconds of kissing,
I stuck out my tongue and began licking the mushroom shaped head, running
my tongue over the piss slit several times, while closing my eyes and
pretending that I was licking anything BUT. The thing is, I was expecting
the taste to be totally disgusting, and although the piss slit tasted a
little salty, it really wasn't disgusting.

Of course this act of submissiveness brought gleeful cheers from both
brothers, cementing my fate as their piece of property, their newest toy,
their live in slave, their fucking BITCH.

Even though it was Gunther receiving the pleasure, it was Lukas that showed
the most excitement. "YESSSSS... you did it bro... you frigging broke the
little fag, and I truly believe you did so in record time... this is soooo
fucking awesome bro" "whooaa... there tiger, it wasn't just me, you played
a major roll in breaking him yourself... so you get as much credit as I do,
bro...  and unlike our friends back home, this bitch belongs to both of us,
equally"

That my friends is where this story truly begins.

I don't have any idea what I was expecting a cock to taste like, but I was
surprised that it didn't taste foul, or raunchy, or totally
disgusting. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't that it tasted awesome, I
mean... well I guess what I'm trying to say is... It didn't taste like
anything. It was kind of blah.

This is not to say that I was ok with what I was doing, cause I wasn't.
After licking the head of Gunthers shaft for a few moments, he went and
made the situation a whole lot worse, by tightening the grip on the back of
my head, and forced about an inch or so between my lips. "oooh
yeeaah... you're doing good, but I need you to SUCK on the head a little"

 I immediately tried pulling away, but of course that wasn't going to
happen, and I guess I sort of knew that, but I continued struggling
anyway. Up to this point Gunther had only one hand resting on the back of
my head to hold me in place, but as I began putting up a fight, he
immediately added his other hand to the back of my head. Then he quickly
grabbed himself two fistfuls of my long blond hair, and just as quickly, he
painfully tightened his grip on my head. "oooh no you don't... you're not
going anywhere, but don't worry... you don't get to BLOW ME just yet... you
still haven't earned the right... but I will say this, you're getting
closer...  what we are doing right now, is just a tryout, to see if you're
going to be any good at it when I AM ready... so for now, just suck on the
head a little, then use your tongue again and lick the length of my dick,
do a good job... and don't make me pull this fucking hair outta your head"

Standing beside us was Lukas, and he allowed his excitement to show once
again, followed quickly by his disappointment that he still wasn't allowed
in on the fun. "Holy crap, bro... this is way fucking hot, he's literally
sucking your cock... and I'm getting it all on video. Oh yeah, don't
worry... I'll send this vid to my computer and edit out the part where he's
struggling, so that it still appears as though he's doing this totally on
his own.  But, what about me? I want in on this too, and I'm getting tired
of waiting"

Gunther assured his brother that his turn was coming up very
shortly. "Don't worry bro, just about done here... give me a couple
minutes, then he's all yours for as long as you want, I promise"

The thing is, those couple of minutes dragged on for what seemed like
forever, Gunther wasn't about to let go of my hair, till he was satisfied
with the job I was doing. With his dick now at full mast, the cock-head
seemed even bigger than before, if that is at all possible.

 As my tongue tried desperately to lap around the entire head, Gunther
humped himself another inch or more inside my mouth. Then he warned me to
be more careful while his pride and joy was inside my scull. "Hey fag, I
know this maybe your first time with such a big cock, but if you scrape it
with your teeth one more time? I'm gonna knock them out for ya... I'm dead
serious dude... so consider yourself warned... besides, we would both
benefit from me doing that... I would have easier access to your throat,
and you wouldn't have to work so hard taking it all in... another thing
is... I'd be doing you a huge favor, cause my brother isn't nearly as
patient as I am, and I've seen him pulverize dudes for scraping his cock
with their teeth"

Of course I was more careful not to touch his dick with my teeth from that
moment on, but the task wasn't an easy one, what with the length and the
thickness of his monster dick, and my lips literally stretched to the max,
it was extremely difficult keeping my teeth out of the way.

After giving me the warning about my teeth, Gunther gave his sexy hips a
little thrust, forcing another two or three inches inside my scull. This
excited Lukas more so than his older brother. "Holy shit bro, you almost
have half your cock inside his mouth, another four or five inches, and
he'll be sucking on your pubes. Remember bro... when I made Stevie suck my
curlies clean, after he spilt some of my cum in them... the fucking fag
choked up a dozen of my pube hairs before he finished the job"

The two demons had a good chuckle over that one, which sort of reinforced
my theory, that the younger brother was probably a bit more of a force to
be reckoned with, only because he is trying so hard to out perform his
older brother, in just about everything they do, not to mention the fact
that he is always trying to impress his overly Alpha father.

The very thought of Lukas being more dominate than his older bro, obviously
scared the hell out of me. After already hearing how the two demons
tortured some of their bitches, and even their friends in the past, with
having them sucking on used jock-straps and pissing inside another dudes
mouth, the very thought sent chills down my back. However, I had more
important issues to be concerned about at the moment. With my lips being
stretched to the max, and my mouth slowly being filled inch by inch with
rock hard dick, I was being choked long before I even had Gunthers entire
thick shaft inside my mouth.

Being new to this, I didn't know enough about breathing techniques or
breathing ONLY through my nose, still thinking that I needed my mouth in
order to breath freely, I began to panic. I felt my eyes widen, my
heartbeat quicken, and with my mouth so full, I began gagging, and pounding
on Gunthers outside thighs with my fists. Yet I was fully aware once I
began punching his thighs of steel , that by doing so, wasn't going to faze
him in the slightest. "Be careful pussy... you may damage your hand"
Another fit of laughter from both brothers, as I continued to struggle just
to breathe, without a care in the world from the two demons. There was even
a moment when I thought he literally was trying to kill me with his
cock. Ok, laugh if you want, but it wasn't funny at the time.

To make matters worse, Gunther gave his hips another quick thrust, while
still gripping my hair tightly with his fists. "damn, dude... You sure are
a fucking pansy... most of the people that's blown me can take more than
what you've got in your mouth, and you don't even have it all yet. You're
really going to be fighting when you have my whole cock stuffed in your
frigging throat... tell him, bro"

At that point Lukas grabbed my left arm, I thought he did so to keep me
from punching his brothers leg so hard. I was wrong, he took my hand and
placed the palm of it right on the crotch of his sexy speedo, then ran my
hand up and down the length of his own hard-on. "Feel that, faggot? This is
what you have to look forward too, once my bro is done with you... and I am
even a bit bigger than him...  so yeah, you're gonna need all the practice
you can get, so you may as well get it now... and if you punch my legs, the
way you are pounding on my brothers... I won't hesitate to wrap my powerful
pythons around your head... and squash it like a bug"

Gunther was quick to stand up for his manhood. "Who says you are a bit
bigger than me... we're about the same size" Lukas, however wasn't going to
allow his bro to win this battle. "That's a lie... remember when we had
that kid from your class... what his name, measure both our cocks? I came
out a half an inch bigger and a bit thicker too" "a half an inch, bro?
that's nothing... we're the same size" "maybe nothing to you... cause
you're the one that's smaller" It appears that Lukas won that battle,
because the subject was quickly dropped.

So with my mouth working overtime to accommodate Gunthers over sized
weapon, and the palm of my left hand feeling up another more than adequate
size dick, I was totally feeling the part of somebodies bitch. I felt this
lump forming inside my throat, and I so did not want to start sobbing,
wrong place, wrong time, I tried to convince myself. As I envisioned my
future...  kneeling from one bed to the other time and time again, for
quite some time to come.

I knew right away of course when Gunther tightened his grip on my hair even
more so, that what ever part of his cock was remaining on the outside , was
soon to be on the inside. It figured, just as I was somewhat adjusting to
what was already inside my mouth, I would have to learn to readjust all
over again. Up to this moment, my gagging had eased up somewhat, and I was
breathing through my nose much better, but that was going to end real soon.

 I braced myself, for the worse, but how was I to know that no amount of
preparation could ease the horror I was about to feel. Gunther gave his
hips one last thrust, and sent his trophy cock all the way home. My throat
now plugged solid, my tongue ceased it's licking and attached itself to the
powerful slab of muscle above it. My breathing literally came to a stop for
a moment or so with my nose now buried in his patch of blond curlies. Tears
were streaming down my face, not because I was crying, but from the brute
force of the nine inch thick cock embedded in my scull. I felt my eyes roll
up into my head for a second or two, and my choking was now non stop. I
seriously thought my life was at an end.

The worse part of this ordeal was that both dudes were now laughing their
asses off over my predicament, and no matter how much I begged with my
eyes, Gunther showed no signs of pulling out. "awe... what seems to be the
matter, queer-boy? Are those tears of joy?... You happy because you now
have the opportunity to suck two of the biggest cocks around? AWE... look
at the bitch... he's trying to speak to us through his eyes, how fucking
pitiful... don't you agree bro"

When I closed my eyes, to keep from looking at the two monsters laughing
down at me, and just when I thought I might literally pass out, Gunther
withdrew his cock completely, but as I struggled to breathe, and continued
to gag, he used his love muscle to slap me in the face over and over
again. "better get used to this, you fucking pussy... cause this was
nothing compared to what is gonna happen when you are actually blowing
me... no frigging way am I gonna stop in the middle of fucking your scull,
so that you can catch your breath... just saying... ok bro, he's all yours,
I'm going to the shower... oooh wait, one more thing before I go... kiss my
ass... to show me how much you loved having my superior cock inside your
scull"

Still gagging profoundly, and clutching my throat with both hands, I tried
pleading with Gunther to just leave me alone for a moment, but the words
were slow to form. "Please Gunther... can I just have a moment, please? I
just need" Before I could finish my sentence, Gunther hauled off and gave
me a power slap that sent me tumbling backwards.

Now laying on the floor in a fetal position, Gunther once again used his
bare feet to roll me over onto my back, then straddled my head and sat on
my face, still wearing his tight nylon speedo, he lifted his butt, looked
over his shoulder and yelled at me. "FIRST OFF, I AM NOT GUNTHER... I AM
MASTER GUNTHER... AND AS SUCH... WHEN ONE OF US GIVES YOU AN ORDER... YOU
BETTER FUCKING DO AS YOU'RE TOLD... AND DO SO WITHOUT ARGUMENT... NOW KISS
MY ASS... and show me how happy you are to have me and my bro as your new
MASTERS, because from this day on... you ARE our frigging SLAVE"

Once again I was being told to kiss another dudes butt, and as humiliating
as it is, I guess I should be grateful that the butt I was expected to
kiss, is covered in a tight skin hugging speedo. Of course I did as I was
told, if for no other reason, then to just get past all this damn
humiliation. So attaching my lips to the tight fitting nylon, I began
kissing yet another butt.

However, if I thought for even a second that the two bastards were now
going to spare me from further humiliation, I would have been sadly
mistaken.

I guess that if I had a choice of either being slapped around by Gunther
for several more hours, or left alone with Lukas for just a few moments, I
would have chosen being beat up by Gunther, but of course I didn't know
just how much of a demon the younger of the two brothers could be, not till
it was too late.

With a treacherous smile on his face, Lukas stood over me, still clad in
his skin tight, sexy as hell speedo, and his baseball size basket, just an
inch away from my face. "Finally... we're alone, and I have you all to
myself... to start with, show me what a good little bitch you're going to
be for me... lick the front of my speedos all over... and keep doing so
till I give you permission to stop... oooh, and a few little words of
advice... don't even THINK of disobeying me, because I so wanna beat you
up... and I don't mean with a few slaps... I wanna feel my fists pounding
on you... especially since there is no one here to stop me from doing so...
yeeeah... just give me one good reason to pulverize you... disobey
me... just once"

Of course, by now, I had learned not to be disobedient to either of my new
stepbrothers. Let's face it, I was now fully aware as to who was in charge
here, and it certainly wasn't me. I looked up at my fifteen year old hunk
of a stepbrother, and assured him of me intentions. "Please master
Lukas... I now know my place... I will do whatever you want... no need to
get violent... I will be your bitch... or your slave... or whatever it is
you want me to be... I'm no challenge against your strength, or your
superiority... and I certainly don't want to be beat-up by you"

Not surprisingly, the look on Lukas's face was one of disappointment, he so
wanted to show me what a powerful little body he had for a fifteen year
old. Little did he know, I was already fully aware of that. Never in my
seventeen years did I ever fear a kid two years younger than me, not till
now... that is. Looking down at me, while flexing his guns, or should I say
torpedoes, Lukas confirmed his disappointment. "that's too bad... before
getting a healthy taste of my cock, I soooo wanted you to get a good taste
of these... But I guess we have lots and lots of time ahead of us, and I
have a good feeling that you will fuck-up a whole bunch of times... good
thing father taught us to be patient, huh? All good things will come to us
in time... he would say over and over again. Now get to work BITCH... and
when you're done worshiping the outside of my crotch... I want you to
remove my speedo for me... turn it inside out...  then worship the inside
of it, where my cock and balls have been resting for the past few hours"

Planting the palms of my hands on the outside of his well developed thighs,
I first noticed how hard they were for someone not even flexing them. I
then noticed how much harder they became, once he did flex those
muscles. This brought a chuckle from him. "You like the feel of those legs?
Do you have any doubt now... that they could easily squash your head like a
bug? Maybe when you are done with your daily practice of learning to take
my whole nine and a half inch cock down your throat... without choking,
I'll let you feel what it would be like to have your head helplessly
TRAPPED between them... but for now... start licking"

With my face pressed against the tight Lycra covered groin of my bastard of
a stepbrother, I couldn't help but wonder if resting on my knees like this,
would become a normal position for me to be in. Then, just the very thought
alone of licking the inside pouch of Lukas's tight speedo, nearly made me
barf, as I imagined all the different fluid stains I would be lapping up.

As my tongue worked it's way up, down, and across the soft leather like
texture of the ample size basket, my mind drifted to our schools locker
room. There, my ears picked up all the banter being shared by the jocks. As
a couple of the alpha jocks tried desperately to persuade some of the
weaker dudes into becoming a bitch, just so the jocks could get some
release more frequently. Jayden and I would have many arguments over such
banter, with me defending the weaker ones, and of course Jayden defending
his jock friends.

 I was always able to win the arguments by simply reminding Jayden how he
himself is so totally against gays, and asking him how he could defend such
acts when he himself would never dream of trying to land himself a bitch.

I was quickly returned to the present when Lukas grabbed a fistful of my
hair and insisted it was time. "OK, faggot... remove my swimwear for
me... slowly" placing my fingers inside the waist-strap proved to be the
most difficult part of the ordeal. Cause this speedo was like painted on
him, it was that tight. I was also afraid of scratching his skin with my
finger nails, so I was being extra careful. Besides he did say go slow,
right?

Once I had his sexy speedo off him, and was kneeling there holding it in my
hand, it felt so warm. After clinging to his hot body for so long, I
suppose. However, it wasn't the sexy speedo that had my attention at that
moment. I was now eye to eye, with another very impressive size cock, it
looked almost identical to the one that was in my mouth a few moments ago,
but I believe Lukas is right, it did look a tad bigger. With it practically
touching the tip of my nose, I felt as though I had gone cross eyed.

Lukas was quick with his demands. "Uh uh... you don't get to taste my cock
till you have earned the right... now that you have turned my swimwear
inside out...  first put the pouch to your nose and sniff it... DO IT"

I was pissed that Lukas felt I wanted to taste his pride and joy, so I
quickly pulled my head backwards, away from the one eyed monster. I then
placed the warm leather like garment to my nose and began sniffing. I
immediately focused on a couple of his pubes, attached to the pouch just
above my nose. I needed to somehow shake them free before being made to
lick the inside pouch. Once again I was somewhat surprised by the body odor
stemming from the speedo, I expected the odor to be foul, yet it
wasn't... I mean don't get me wrong, there most definitely was an odor, but
it wasn't sickening. It actually had sort of a sweet smell to it. "Now lick
it... taste where my cock and balls have rested for the past several
hours... taste the dried up pre-cum... the dried up piss dribbles... and my
dried up ball sweat... yeeeaaah, get a good taste... and keep licking till
I tell you to stop"

Once again I nearly barfed at that very thought of lapping up some dudes
pre-cum, along with his piss drops not to mention licking up his dried ball
sweat. As I again thought to myself... how the hell did I reach this point.

I won't say that I actually got sick while inhaling or licking the inside
pouch of Lukas's speedo, but the taste wasn't nearly as bad as I had
expected it to be, so therefore it didn't gross me out as much as I thought
it would.

Once Lukas was satisfied that I had cleaned the inside pouch sufficiently,
he grabbed a fistful of my hair and slapped me in the face with his nine
and a half inch dick several times. "So tell me, fag boy... did you like
the taste of my speedo... maybe later I will stuff it inside your mouth and
let you suck on it for a while... you know, just to make sure it is
thoroughly clean. But right now, I have something bigger to stuff inside
your mouth... but first... you must kiss it a few times... just to show it
some respect, go ahead, faggot... KISS IT, and after you have kissed it a
few times... I want you to lick the head all over"

This was the moment I had dreaded, after being nearly choked to death by
Gunther, burying his entire dick inside my head, how was I supposed to take
all of Lukas's dick inside my mouth? Especially since it is a bit bigger
all the way around. The thought alone frightened me.

I kissed the huge mushroom shaped cock-head several times, then I proceeded
to lick it. Unfortunately for me, before I actually began licking, Lukas
was leaking some pre-cum. At first I hesitated to press my tongue against
the oozing cock-head, and the fact that Lukas was giggling made it that
much harder for me to do. "What's your problem, fag? Haven't you ever seen
pre-cum before? LICK IT"

Now don't get me wrong, I'm sure that Gunther had some pre-cum on his
cock-head as well, but since HIS cock was buried in my throat, I never got
to actually see it, and since it mixed in with my saliva, I never really
got a true taste of it either. So with that said, this was a totally
different scenario , I could actually see the pre-cum as it oozed out of
Luckas's cock-head. "See, man... I knew you would fuck-up and give me a
reason to punch your fucking fag face in... but since we promised father
that no matter how badly we beat on you... we wouldn't leave bruises on
your face, I will give you to the count of three before I start
pounding... how's that"

Not wanting a black eye, and or a broken nose, I forced myself to stick out
my tongue and start licking, I figured if I got it all in one full swoop,
and swallowed quickly, it wouldn't be nearly as bad, and actually, it
wasn't. Lukas, now laughing his ass off, wanted some info. "Sooo... how'd
it taste... did you like it.. someone would have to beat me half to death
before they would get me to suck up their pre-jizz, but not you
faggots... you love cock so much... you'd do anything for it... RIGHT"

With me still grimacing and with a sick look on my face, not because it
tasted so horrible, but because... well... just because, I tried giving
Lukas my answer. "first off... I'm not a faggot, but to answer your
question, it didn't really taste as bad as I thought it would, actually, I
hardly tasted anything, it's just the idea of doing it... that is sick"
This seemed to piss Lukas off a little. "well... let's see how you like the
taste of this, FAGGOT. Trust me... you are a fucking faggot... now open up
wide... and say aahhh"

Even before Lukas inserted the head of his cock between my lips. I knew I
was in trouble. Even before I had the chance to open up wide, I knew this
was going to be bad. Even before the first four or five inches reached the
back of my mouth, I began to panic. Even before the first inch passed by my
tonsils, I began pummeling Lukas's thighs with my fists. "I warned you what
I would do to you if you thrashed my legs like you did to Gunthers, right?
I sure hope you don't think even for a moment, that your wimpy punches are
having any affect on my strong legs... but remind me later tonight... to
let you see what a real punch feels like when it's connected to your leg"

Probably the only thing that saved me from passing out, is the fact that I
had already been here not that long ago. I had already learned that I
needed to concentrate on breathing through my nose. I had already learned
that there was absolutely nothing I could do, to stop this brutal invasion
of my scull. What I had not learned, was how to control the fear, of being
choked to death.

I can assure you of this though, it totally sucks (no pun intended) when
you can't use your voice to beg, to plead, or to promise the person choking
you, the world and everything in it, if only they would pull out, and allow
you to breathe again.

I had no reason to believe that Lukas would listen to any of my pleas, or
even my plea bargaining, but not being allowed to even try was a horrible
feeling. I couldn't help but wonder how the hell the gays do this so often,
without passing out, without dying.

With each inch Lukas drove into my head, he would let out a little moan,
with each thrust of his strong hips, he would yell. "TAKE IT...TAKE
IT...TAKE IT"

Once again I knew a few seconds in advance that I would be receiving his
full nine and a half inches.

One final thrust, and my nose became literally buried in his pubes. As I
struggled with every muscle in my body, trying desperately to push this
wicked strong fifteen year old away from me, Lukas tightened his grip on my
hair, and held me in place without any effort at all on his part. "oooohhh
yeeaahh... you have it all, you fucking fag... do you believe me now, when
I tell you I am bigger than my brother? YEEAAHH... CHOKE... you fuck... how
do you like my dick now, bitch? I should leave it right where it is for a
few minutes... but I don't want you passing out on me... not before I
literally fuck your brains right out of your head... yeah, you fucking
pussy... this is where the fun begins... and it don't stop till I fill your
mouth until it's over flowing with my CUM"

To be honest, I hadn't even considered up till now, that the brothers might
leave their cocks in my mouth till they cum, never gave it a thought. I
mean this whole idea of me giving them blow-jobs still hasn't even
registered within my mind yet, why would I think beyond that. However, now
that Lukas has brought it up, it gives me all the more reason to be
worried.

There was no warning before Lukas began pumping his rock hard shaft in and
out of my mouth. He began literally thrusting his pride and joy in my mouth
slowly, at first, then a bit faster. Then again without warning, he began
literally fucking my mouth without mercy. No consideration whatsoever as to
whether he was hurting me any. It was kinda like my mouth to him was just a
worn out cunt, one that could be hammered non stop, without much thought
given.

Within just a couple of minutes, Lukas was pumping his man-hood in and out
of my mouth so hardand so fast, that I began gagging non stop... and had
tears streaming down my cheeks like a river. "Yeeaah... take it
faggot... damn, your mouth is sooo warm... oooh yeeaah... feels fucking
fantastic. You like me using your mouth like this, don't you... queer-boy?
I bet you love the feel of my big dick fucking choking you, huh? Yeah you
do... all you fucking gay-boys love my big dick... And your warm mouth
frigging rocks"

Not sure for how long this horror show went on, to me it seemed like hours,
but more likely twenty minutes or so. All I know is that long before it was
over, my throat was killing me, it hurt so bad... every time his monster
dick blasted forward and scraped the sides of my throat or punched any part
of it, I thought I would pass out from the pressure and the pain.

I kinda wished that I HAD passed out, then I wouldn't have felt his cock
begin to throb, knowing damn well, what was to follow, and I knew that it
was impossible to fight it... never mind stop it!

Lukas began to pull out of my throat at that very moment, and I thought for
a split second that maybe the younger brother had a heart after
all. However, apparently he only pulled out of my throat, so that he could
unload his heavy cargo within the cavity of my mouth. The little bastard
couldn't even allow me the dignity of shooting his load directly down my
throat... he wanted me to savior the taste of the thick, and rather copious
amount of my fifteen year old Masters cream.

I never knew that anyone could shoot such a huge amount of cum, I knew that
I certainly couldn't, even on my best day, and I'm two years older than
him. It had to be at least three times the amount that I usually shoot.

There had to be a whole carton full of emotions rushing through my mind as
my mouth began to fill to the max, and then some.  First and foremost
was... when does the spigot shut off? I was certainly getting a good taste
of what someone's sperm tasted like, and although it wasn't nearly as foul
as I imagined, I still refused to swallow it. Which raised another thought,
if I refused to swallow it... then what the hell am I going to do with it?
I was totally surprised that the taste wasn't really all that gross, it had
a sweet and sour type of flavor, and by now my tongue was drowning in it. I
couldn't think for the life of me what to do with a whole mouthful of cum,
and so I held it, even as I felt a bit of it ooze out the corners of my
tightly sealed lips. Then I thought, as soon as Lukas pulls his monster of
a dick, out of my mouth, I will quickly spit all out.

Unfortunately, my fifteen year old Master had other plans. "Yeeaah,
bitch... how does my CUM taste? You like that? Hope so... cause that's what
most of your meals will be, from here on out... now go ahead and
swallow... if you haven't already. Show me what a good little cum-bucket
you're gonna be. By the way... I'm not pulling outta your mouth till you
swallow... and I mean every last drop of it"

At this point my breathing just through my nose was working ok, and my
gagging had stopped once he had pulled his cock from my throat. Yet even
though his dick-head was the only portion of his cock still remaining in my
mouth, my cheeks were still bulging, what with the cock-head and the
mouthful of cream, my mouth still felt totally full. However, my throat was
still killing me, and I so badly wanted to just go to my bathroom so that I
could gargle.

With Lukas still holding two fistfuls of my hair, and demanding that I
swallow before letting me up, I realized that I had no choice in the
matter. Once again, the humiliation of it all, caused me to sob silently,
as I began to swallow a tiny bit at a time.

Once Lukas pulled completely out of my mouth, and insisted that I open up,
to show that I indeed swallowed every drop, I felt for sure that the waaay
humiliating task was now over, and I was free to get up and rush off to my
bathroom, but my young Master still had plans. "Not bad for your first
time, bitch... now clean off my cock-head with your tongue... and lick up
the cum that got away... before I let you up.

Once Lukas finally freed me, I rolled into a fetal position on the floor,
and clutched onto my throat, trying to massage the pain away. Lukas stood
over me giggling. "now what's your problem, bitch" "dude? my throat is so
wicked sore... it hurts to even swallow my saliva... Your cock is waaay too
frigging big... making someone take it all... is just wrong"

The giggling continued. "yeeaah I know.. everyone says the same
thing... but hey... everyone takes it just the same... and lives to come
back for more... soon enough, you'll be on your knees begging me to feed
you... literally begging for another mouthful of my cum, you'll
see... another thing, everyone says that my sperm tastes better than my
brothers... but you can soon be a judge of that for yourself"

No sooner did those words leave his mouth, when Gunther appeared on the
scene. "Hey... what's wrong with him... remember what father said... no
punching him in the face... only slaps... so that we don't leave any
bruises or marks" "don't worry bro... I didn't even hit him once, I
promise... he says his throat hurts... I only fucked his face like I
normally do with someone... then I pumped a quart of my special sauce in
his mouth... but I guess cause he is new to it... it took him by surprise
is all... he'll get over it"

Gunther approached me and stood over me, with his legs spread slightly,
wearing nothing but a pair of tight fitting CK briefs. "Awwwe... poor
Barry... did my big brute of a brother hurt your throat... he's such a
beast, isn't he? But, I bet you liked the part where he filled your mouth
with his baby sauce. Come-on get up on your knees... I have just the
medicine you need, gonna soothe all that pain in your throat"

I began begging Gunther. "Pleeeaassse Master Gunther... I can't go through
that again... it really will kill me if I have to go through all that
again.. please believe me... I can't do it" "Aaawwe... it's ok, little
bro... big bro isn't gonna hurt you, I promise... just get up on your
knees... so I can help you"

Still clutching my throat with both my hands, I wanted to trust him, even
though it pissed me off that he was referring to me as the little brother
and he and Lukas as the big brothers. Yet, whether or not I trusted him, I
still had no choice but to obey him, for fear of him either releasing the
photos or videos of me, or of him and Lukas beating me up.  So I got up on
my knees, and once again I was face to face with his rather large bulge,
only this time he wasn't wearing that tight black speedo... this time his
more than adequate private parts were packed into a lite blue pair of tight
low cut CK briefs. I thought to myself, damn, these two demons like to
parade around in skimpy attire, showing off their incredible bodies and
OTHER parts. But then again... I guess that's the way they live in parts of
Europe, so to them it's no big deal.

Up till now, I hadn't really seen Gunther smile, if he only knew that when
doing so, his handsome face was even that much more handsome. His voice was
gentle (another surprise) and he spoke as though he was speaking to a child
once again. "Does it hurt real bad? That mean stepbrother... but I did warn
you about him, huh? Now open up wide, big brother Gunther is gonna soothe
that sore throat and make it all better"

I tried once again begging him. "Please Master Gunther... I promise I will
blow you when I am feeling better... just not right now... please... I
promise I will give you a good blow-job... I promise... but later" "ooohh,
I have no doubts that you will blow me, and you will do so very
often... and I PROMISE YOU.. this isn't about you giving me a blow-job... I
just want you to put the head of my big dick in your mouth... just the
head... ok. Come-on now...I know poor Barry has been put through so much
since his big bad stepbrothers entered the scene... but now I just want to
help you... so let big brother fix your sore throat for you. Open wide and
take just my awesome looking dick-head inside your warm little mouth"

I hated that he was talking down to me like I was a four year old... and
why should he even bother to pretend, that he cares as to whether I was
hurting or not, I mean I have to do whatever they want anyway... so why
pretend to be nice?

I opened wide and stared up into his handsome youthful face. He was still
smiling, as he pushed his mushroom shaped cock-head between my lips. Then
placing both his hands behind my head... I just knew he was lying to me, he
was going to fuck my face, whether I was ready for it to happen again or
not, I had no doubts about it.

Then I felt it... a small spurt followed by a gush, the frigging bastard
was pissing in my mouth. I looked up, gone was the gentle smile, in it's
place... a mean sadistic smirk. "This will make everything better, no more
sore throat... Hope you love the taste... if not, get used to it... enjoy,
FAGGOT"