Date: Tue, 16 Jun 2015 14:07:16 +0000
From: Chuck Hale <chuck0049@outlook.com>
Subject: My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers pt. 8

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My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers by: Chaz

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Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read
material of this nature where you live, Please stop now!

This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage
boys...and is for adult eyes only!

The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one
another.

This story is completely fiction, all descriptions, and names are also made
up, any similarities are truly just that, purely similarities.

In addition, this story also contains domination & fighting between teenage
boys, if this bothers you, then please do not read any further!

Also, because this story is completely fiction, it takes place in a world
without AIDS, and other deathly diseases.

So unlike the characters in my stories, please be careful, and ALWAYS play
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Last few paragraphs from pt. 7

Still struggling somewhat to breathe, what with my nose buried in Lukas'
soft curly pubes, I managed to take quick deep breaths through my nose,
whenever Lukas lifted my head. Knowing that I had only a fraction of a
second before my face would be roughly attached once again to his ball
sack, I relished the tiny bit of air I was allowed. Finally, I felt
grateful, for so many different reasons, when I felt his cock throbbing
against the walls of my throat. Knowing that this particular chore was
nearly finished.

Lukas always wanting me to taste his manly seed, pulled out, till just his
huge cock-head remained sealed by my lips. I then felt the strong pulse of
his fifteen year old, man sized cock-head begin to throb, and then erupt,
like Mount St. Helens. Filling the cavity of my mouth to the max, with his
copious amount of warm, Alpha teen, cum.

However, just as I swallowed the first couple of thick ropes, my mind
became ridden with guilt, as I nourished my younger stepbrothers man
seed. My mind was having such a hard time accepting the fact, that I was
now, suddenly ok with tasting and swallowing the vicious amounts of Alpha
sperm from my young stepbrother. Worse than that, I wasn't just ok with
it... I enjoyed it, as I thought to myself... what the fuck.



My Younger Alpha Stepbrothers pt. 8

The next morning was fairly quiet for me, after waking all three young
masters with their good morning blow-jobs, and only having to serve as a
urinal to Dolph, I began to prepare breakfast for all. I had been informed
by Gunther the night before, that as of today I was to wear only my briefs
and my moms frilly apron, nothing else. Since my stepbrothers normally wore
just their tight briefs or their tight skimpy speedos around the house day
and night, and now Dolph as well, I wasn't embarrassed doing the same.

So as of this morning, my new attire while preparing eggs and pancakes, was
to be my briefs, along with my moms frilly apron. The thing is, I wasn't
bothered so much by being made to wear my moms apron, as I was with my name
being changed from Barry to Marry. However, by now, I was getting use to a
new feeling of humiliation with each passing day.

It was while serving all three their preference of either eggs or pancakes
with the usual sides of home fries and bacon or sausage, along with toast
and juice, that once again my attire was being scrutinized. Dolph of all
people, insisted that I should be wearing a frilly pair of panties rather
than my own briefs. "You know what, Mary... you need to go shopping for
panties... buy several pair of the frilly lace type... and get rid of all
your briefs, you wont be needing them from now on" As I began wondering who
the hell died and made him boss, Gunther spoke up. "Actually... it was
Lukas and I that decided he should start wearing his mothers apron around
the house... so it will be Lukas and I, to decide whether or not to add
anything different to Mary's dress code... that is, if you don't mind" a
pissed off Dolph stood, and insisted that the matter be brought to a vote
by all three, then turned to Lukas and stared him in the eye. "What do you
say, Lukas... mens briefs... or ladies frilly panties" Lukas seeing the
anger in Dolphs eyes, apparently didn't really want to come between his
brother and his way meaner cousin. "Don't get me involved... this is
between you and Gunther... so you guys work it out" Dolph then turned back
to Gunther. "So maybe you and I should wrestle... and whoever wins two out
of three... gets the say" Gunther stood his ground. "Actually... father
left me in charge of the house... and I say the briefs are fine for
now... end of conversation" As we watched Dolph storm out of the room,
Lukas ran after him, to try and ease his anger.

By late morning there was still no sign of either Dolph or Lukas, and
Gunther was getting ready to leave for the pool hall, to see if he could
locate Hammer-boy. I asked permission to tag along, using Dolphs anger as
an excuse. "So, master Gunther... would it be ok if I tag along with
you... with Dolph so upset today... there is no telling how abusive he will
be towards me... and I would rather not be around him while he is in one of
his foul moods" Gunther gave it some thought, then gave in. "Sure... but
when we meet up with Hammer-boy... or should I say... if we meet up with
him... do not speak unless you are spoken to... understood" I agreed, and
moments later we were out the door heading for the Main Street Pool Hall.

We were inside for maybe a half hour before Hammer-boy and a few of his
buds showed up. When he and Gunther locked eyes, Hammer-boy bolted in the
opposite direction, apparently not wanting anything to do with either
Gunther or his crazy brother. Gunther looked disappointed. "Well that went
over well... but I'm not giving up just yet... let's see if he will at
least talk to me"

Finding Hammer-boy in the back room, leaning up against a wall, and waiting
for a turn on one of the several pool tables, Gunther approached him, and
offered what appeared to be a sincere apology. "Hey Kyle, listen... I just
want to apologize for the way things went down at my house. It's been a few
weeks and you haven't called or been around, or I would have apologized way
before this. I really would like for us to be friends, and hang out
together... what do ya think? Also, my brother told me, that the next time
I see you, to extend his apologies as well. So wanna hang out? We can go
back to my place later and use the pool... or play on the
X-box... whichever you prefer"

Hammer-boy or Kyle, whatever he prefers to be called, squinted his eyes
while looking coldly into Gunthers eyes. "are you like fucking
serious... your brother is a fucking lunatic, actually he's beyond needing
help... no fucking way will I ever step foot in your house again... so just
forget about you and I ever being buds. And hanging out and shit... is
totally out of the question"

Gunther, not one for giving up a battle easily, continued trying to entice
Kyle to give their friendship one more try. "Listen, I know my brother can
be a little wild at times, but I also know when he means well... and he
really is sorry...  he totally regrets being an asshole that day. The thing
is, I like you... and since we will be in the same school... and probably
be sharing the same classes and all... well, I just thought... that maybe
you could give our friendship a second chance... and that we could be good
buds, and all... come on, what do ya think... I promise that you will
receive a much warmer welcome next time you visit my house"

Kyle seemed a little skeptical, to say the least. "I don't know,
Dude... the thing is... your brother really does need help... I mean I'm no
angel... and I have a mean rep around town and all... but your brother?
Dude he is totally fucked up, like big time. I'm not sure he and I would
get along at all... and let me ask you something... is it true, that your
little bro can seriously beat the shit out of you? Cause I gotta tell
ya... my little bro even looks at me wrong, and I am fucking slapping him
all over the neighborhood. So it just don't seem right, that your little
brother can get away with kicking your ass... is he really that fucking
tough... or are you just a fucking wimp? I mean when I first met you, I was
impressed with your muscular body and mean as hell attitude... I sort of
figured you would be taking my place as the king of the mountain... but
after watching your little brother put you on your ass, and humiliate
you... I'm not so sure about that anymore. I think I'm still the top dog
around town, as well as at school"

I literally cringed after hearing those last words coming from Kyle, I knew
that Gunther was ashamed of being a bit weaker than Lukas, and I also knew
that even though he is a whole bunch calmer than his younger bro, he still
could be pretty fucking mean. He is also not someone you would want to fuck
with, given his wicked hard body, and strength.

I watched as Gunthers' handsome smile, quickly turned to his famous
smirk. "Tell me something, Kyle... does my brother really look that LITTLE,
to you? The dude works his body harder than I do... and although we work
out together, he continues long after I have stopped... so ya, he may be a
bit stronger than me... but I'm no fucking wimp... I can assure you of
that. Another thing... anytime you'd like to go a few rounds... you be sure
to let me know, kay? Now the thing is... I really do want us to be
buds... which is why I am not kicking your ass right now... but if you aint
up for being friends... no prob... it's just that I think we would all make
better friends, than we would enemies"

Hearing this, Kyle seemed to be pondering the idea of being friends. "So
you saying that your bro is sorry for how he acted with me, and for acting
like a mental case the whole time I was there? Cause if what you're saying
is true... then I don't see any reason why we all can't get along. So ya, I
guess we can be buds"

I watched as the two shook hands, and Kyle agreed to pay Gunther a visit
the next day. I of course, was fully aware of what the long term plans
were, and that my stepbrothers were just looking for a future cum-dump at
school, and a faggot just wouldn't do, it had to be a jock-boy.

However, knowing all about Kyles bad-boy reputation around school, as well
as around town, I couldn't help but wonder how this would all end. Kyle,
himself is a wicked tough, and well muscled, bully, so to say that this
whole idea had my mind wondering, would be an understatement. I mean I have
seen Hammer-boy in action, he can totally squash the best of them, and then
literally humiliate them to tears AFTER he has beat them to a pulp.

One such occasion was when his friend Anthony pissed him off for whatever
reason, Hammer-boy beat the crap out of him right in front of the
school. And then made his bud get down and lick the tops of his sneakers
clean, with tons of kids watching, I could only imagine what his buds
punishment would have been if they were not in public.

 So I couldn't help but wonder if maybe this time, Gunther hadn't bit off
more than he can chew. Don't get me wrong... I do think that one on one,
Gunther could still end up winning a fight against Hammer-boy... but, it
wouldn't be a total squash job. Gunther would actually build up a sweat
while taking on Kyle.

Back at home, we were met by Dolph at the door, he was wearing the now very
famous Meister family smirk, and I do believe it was meant more for Gunther
than myself. Then still looking at Gunther, he grinned and then
spoke. "Send Mary up to her room... there's a present for her on her night
stand" Gunther turned to me and ordered me to go and fetch whatever it was
waiting for me. "You heard him... go see what is waiting for you up
there... then bring it down and show me"

Of course my first thought was, `this is not gonna be good' I wished that
whatever animosity there was between the two cousins, they would leave me
out of it. Once in my bedroom I noticed what appeared to be my underwear
all ripped to shreds on the floor, looking over to the nightstand I saw a
bunch of new undies, all new and frilly, with lace and pretty fringes, most
were pink in color, some were bright red.  I felt a tear forming at the
corner of my left eye, and before I made it back downstairs with my arms
full of girls pretty panties, that one tear turned into a waterfall.

Gunther saw me bawling like a baby, then saw what I was carrying in my
arms. He looked directly at Dolph with an angry stare. "I thought I made it
clear that for the time being, he was fine wearing his own briefs" The grin
on Dolphs handsome face widened. "first off, it's not a he... it's a
she... and she needs to be wearing clothes that match her
personality. Secondly...  you said we could vote on it. We did... you lost"

Trying hard not to explode and attack his cousin, Gunther yelled to his
brother. "LUKAS... COME HERE... WE NEED TO TALK" Seconds later, Lukas
appeared and asked his bro, why all the yelling? "Hey bro... what's up? Why
you yelling like that" Still quite pissed off that the two went behind his
back, Gunther explained his anger. "I thought you said that you were not
getting involved? Yet I leave the house for a while... and you quickly side
with Dolph on this panty thing... I mean what the fuck, bro" Dolph now with
an evil grin pasted to his face, was next to speak. "So your brother had a
change of heart... what's the big deal? You said vote... and we did... live
with it" With the attention back on Lukas, I noticed his head was hung
slightly. "He's right, bro... he simply convinced me... that Mary needs to
be wearing stuff that better suits her personality"

Gunther apparently not understanding the sudden change of heart, that had
his bro siding with their cousin, simply shook his head in disbelief. Yet
he must have figured he couldn't fight the two of them. "Fine...but the
next time we vote on ANYTHING... I insist that we are all in the same room
at the time of the voting... otherwise the vote don't count" Dolph was all
smiles when he ordered me to go put a pair on. "what are you waiting for
Mary... get your ass upstairs and put a pair on... then come back and show
us how pretty you look"

I was already fully aware of my new rules even before the purchase of the
new panties. I was to wear only briefs and a short frilly apron from now
on. The briefs part wasn't so bad, because as I mentioned, both brothers
and Dolph too, only wore either low cut briefs, or tight sexy speedos,
while at home, showing off their incredible physiques. Anytime we were
expecting visitors, they would wear their speedos, pretending that they had
just climbed out of our indoor pool, and hadn't had time to change. They
loved showing off their wicked hot bodies, and chose only low-cut briefs
and sexy speedos, which highlighted their muscular legs and thighs, not to
mention their well packed baskets. So since briefs were the normal attire,
I never really had a problem doing the same. However, having me switch from
my briefs to girls frilly panties was demeaning as well as degrading, not
to mention humiliating.

Since all eight pair of panties were pretty much the same, I simply just
grabbed a pair from the top of the pile, and slid them on. I had to stop
and wonder though, how humiliating it had to have been for the two
jock-boys, having to shop around for frilly panties, and the very thought
of it, brought a smile to my face.

Once back down stairs, I was told by Dolph to turn around several times so
that the three could view my new look. It was a gleeful Dolph that seemed
to take a major liking to my new attire. "Well, well, look at Mary... turn
around missy, and pose for us, so that we get to see your new look from all
angles... yeah... look at the bitch... all we need to do now, is to find a
way to hide that little bulge. So come-on Gunther, admit that this was not
a mistake... look at her... doesn't Mary look much better in pink frilly
panties, as apposed to those manly briefs"

As I stood there turning every other minute, like a model posing her latest
swim suit. Gunther appeared to be less angry than earlier, as he sat there
with the very slightest grin, and nodded his agreement. Lukas even went so
far as to applaud, which only humiliated me that much more.

That night I was made to give head to all three, once to Gunther, twice to
Lukas, and twice to Dolph, however, Dolph also made me lay flat on my
stomach on my bed. Climbing on top of me, with me in my new panties, and
him totally nude, while he humped my back side roughly...  shooting a heavy
load, covering the back-side of my silk undies. Feeling his hard body on
top me, as though he was fucking me wildly, and his hard nine and a half
inches riding my butt cheeks like there was no tomorrow, certainly felt
strange. He then had me clean him off with my tongue, remove my new panties
and suck his cum from them. If I thought at that moment that there really
wasn't any humiliating situations remaining, figuring that my wicked
stepbrothers and their evil cousin, had by now pretty much covered
everything, I would have been dead wrong.

The latest act of humiliation was having them spit on my face and inside my
mouth. But, I am getting ahead of myself, for that didn't actually start
till the next day. Late that night, and for the fourth time in as many
nights, I was ordered by Gunther to go to his room, strip, and lay waiting
for him on his bed. "OK, Mary go to my room, and make yourself ready for
me, I'm gonna fuck your brains out again tonight... oh, one more
thing... pull one of my dirty jock-straps from my laundry, I want you to
suck on the pouch while you're waiting for me" One thing I had learn to
hate the most, was being made to SUCK CLEAN their dirty socks, under wear,
and jocks.

So like I said, for the fourth night in a row, I was fucked senseless by
Gunther, each night he fucked me was just as rough and merciless as that
first night, only difference is, last night I was back to sucking his dirty
jock-strap, while he held my head up off the bed with a tight fistful of my
hair throughout the entire fuck session. Often whispering in my right ear
degrading remarks. "I think Mary is getting into this finally, you're not
fighting this as much... and those wicked painful groans, seemed to have
switched, to pleasurable moans. Yeah... another few nights with me fucking
you... and you will begin to want it so badly, that you'll be begging me to
FUCK your brains out"

The next morning I had to perform my good-morning blow-jobs as usual,
always starting with Lukas, but this morning, rather than a blow-job, Dolph
decided, he too wanted to fuck me. To see, as he says... what all the
hoop-la is about. He chose a style totally different than Gunther. Ordering
me to lay on my back, while he raised my legs up over his shoulders. He
said from all the porn vids he had watched, this way was the preferred
method. He claimed this way, he would be able to look directly into my eyes
while pounding me. "Yeah, bitch... this way I get to look into your sole,
while I drill my nine and a half inches in one side of you, and out the
other. I get to see all the pain and degradation in your sad eyes... while
you lay there begging me to go easy"

The fucking didn't last as long as it did with Gunther, but it was more
painful for sure, anyone trying to convince you that a half an inch
difference in size doesn't matter...  is totally lying to you, it was
extremely painful, it was sort of like I was being fucked for the first
time all over again, as I laid there with tears rolling down my cheeks,
caused by the brute force, and staring up into Dolphs grinning eyes, while
he would power thrust over and over again, pumping his huge Alpha tool into
me, while using every muscle within his young athletic body, causing as
much pain as he possibly could.

Before preparing breakfast, I was forced to kneel by the toilet and drain
each of my stepbrothers and their cousin, another morning ritual, which is
just as humiliating each time, as it was the first time. With Dolpf always
seeming to have a larger quantity, again always wanting my eyes locked onto
to his, so he could enjoy watching my humiliation, and the total control he
had over me, and for some reason, it was always he, that seemed to enjoy
this humiliating and degrading act the most, while staring deeply into my
eyes and grinning the entire time. "Man... I love seeing the humiliation in
your submissive eyes, as you kneel there and drink my Alpha piss, knowing
that there is absolutely nothing you can do to stop me. And I also love
using you, as a total slave... I am all power, I AM THE ALPHA MALE... and I
alone... control everything that happens here in this house" Of course I
had to wonder if that was just wishful thinking on Dolphs part, though he
did seem to be getting his way on certain things.



Later that morning, the doorbell rang. It was Kyle (Hammer-boy) Hartwell
standing there with his bathing suit in hand. Seeing me standing there at
the door, wearing my new panties and a short frilly apron, he simply
couldn't resist a wide smirk. "Morning, you must be the House Bitch... I'm
here to visit with Gunther" I explained that Gunther was already in the
pool, and that he could use the downstairs bath to change into his own
swimming trunks. When he rejoined me in the foyer, I couldn't help but
admire his compact body. Standing at about 5'10" and weighing at about 180,
Kyle had himself one solid physique. His blondish hair hanging down over
his forehead, and his blue eyes now penetrating my own, as if they were
saying `what the fuck, bitch' I lead him to the indoor pool, where all
three of the young tormenters, were gleefully horsing around in the
water. Seeing that their newest victim had arrived on the scene, they each
climbed out of the pool and approached us.

It was Lukas that first walked up to Kyle and smiled as he held out his
hand. "Hey dude... glad you could join us... I just want to apologize for
the way I acted the last time you were here" Kyle not the friendliest of
teens, refused to return the smile, and just gave Lukas a mean smirk, while
shaking his hand. Lukas feeling as though he was being looked down upon,
was quick to lose the smile, while squeezing Kyles hand rather painfully,
causing Hammer-boy to squint his eyes from the pressure. This was of course
Lukas' way of warning the visitor. `Do not fuck with me'

After all the handshakes, all four jumped into the pool, but not before I
was ordered by Hammer-boy, of all people, to bring another towel. "Hey,
Bitch... I'm going to need a towel... so why don't you move that pretty
little ass of yours, and go and get me one" His brave, or should I say
brazen attitude, seemed to have surprised everyone, showing each of us,
that in THIS area of town, he too could very well be classified as an Alpha
Male, all on his own. I was guessing that he was trying very hard to
impress his three hosts, after leaving here the last time with his tail
between his legs. I couldn't help but notice that Dolph was giving Kyle the
evil look, as if he was thinking to himself... `be careful, dude, because a
sledge hammer, is far mightier than a hammer, any day'

It appeared that Kyle was going to be put through the same barrage of
questions as Jayden had gone through, as we all sat around the pool, with
Lukas asking the first question. "So tell us... how did you come by the
nickname of Hammer-boy" Kyle seemed proud to answer this question. "It
pretty much started in the sixth grade at school, I was eleven years
old. My older brother had told me how to earn extra money after school, by
beating up rich dudes and taking money or stuff from them. By the time I
reached middle school, I would look for kids on their way home from school,
pick a fight with them... and then pound them into the ground, and even
continue hammering away at them long after they had submitted and gave up
their money... so kids started calling me Hammer-boy"

Dolph threw out the next question. "so you get off on beating up kids, and
taking stuff from them" Kyle gave Dolph a smirk, (which by the way, did not
go unnoticed) "Fuck yeah... some of my buds call it a power trip... but
truth be told... I get excited, all over, if you know what I mean... once I
hit thirteen, that excitement got out of control... so whenever I had the
urge... I would hide out at the local park, behind some shrubs, usually at
night when it was dark. Then when I'd spot some dude around my age, walk
by, I'd jump him... pummel him with my fists, till he began crying and
begging for me to stop... hearing him cry, and beg me... turned me on
something wicked"

Gunther was next. "so being so excited, did you ever make a dude give you
head" Kyle grinned at that question. "Nah... I was in my first year at high
school... before I made a dude blow me, but then after that first time... I
needed head two maybe three times a day... everyday. The very first time I
made someone blow me... I was with my best bud Anthony at the time... we
were at his cousins house sleeping over. Anthony wanted to teach his cousin
a lesson by beating him up, and then have his gay cousin blow him in front
of me. Anthony told me that his cousin was gay and after being slapped
around, he would be happy to blow us in order for us to stop beating on
him. It worked, but I was hesitant at first getting head from another
dude. To make a long story short... when Anthony fell asleep, I made his
cousin eat two separate loads of my sperm, one from my briefs, and the
other straight from the source. I then learned that my best bud Anthony had
also given head to a tougher dude, he of course denied being gay, but his
cousin insisted that he was. So I turned Anthony into my first ever bitch,
and got blow-jobs from him everyday after that"

Lukas, not overly impressed with this new friend of theirs, continued with
the questioning, and Kyle was more than happy to talk. "So are you the
toughest at your school" "nah... I'm only in my sophomore year... there are
lots of tough dudes at school... but I am up there on the ladder for
sure. I think that the toughest kid at school is probably a kid named
Jayden Woodford... he's a senior... and the captain of the football team as
well as the wrestling team... you definitely don't wanna fuck with him" I
watched as Lukas gave his bro a wink and a grin. "Nah... you're probably
right... we wouldn't want to mess with an Alpha male... like him"

Dolph wrapped up the questioning with one last question. "So just between
those of us here in this room... have you ever sucked another dudes cock"
Hammer-boy acting as though he'd just been hit with a baseball bat, became
furious with the question. "Are you fucking serious? No fucking way... Even
so much as looking at another dudes cock is fucking sick... I can't even
believe you would ask me such a stupid fucking question...what are
you... an asshole? If we were not in your home right now... I'd be forced
to beat the fuck outta you... so be thankful you didn't save that question
till we were outside" I watched as Dolph gave Kyle his now famous family
smirk. "Yeah... ok... I'll be careful not to rattle your cage"

Apparently afraid that Hammer-boy would up and leave again, Gunther tried
to calm him down. "Listen, Kyle... don't pay any mind to my cousin... he
didn't mean any disrespect... he's just a very curious boy... he asks that
same question to nearly every dude he meets... so come-on...  don't be
offended... we still have the whole evening ahead of us here" Gunthers
words seemed to have worked, as Kyle sat back down, but his next words
would haunt him later, for sure.  "OK, but this moron here better watch his
fucking mouth... next time, I wont let the fact that I am a guest in your
house...  stop me from beating him to a fucking pulp... muscles or no
muscles" Once again, I cringed, hearing Kyle issue such a statement
directly in front of Dolph. Surprisingly, the wicked tough cousin just sat
there and grinned at Hammer-boys brave threat.

I couldn't help but wonder, how or even if, Dolph planned on Hypnotizing
Kyle. As it turned out, I didn't have to wait long for my answer. The three
young terrorists had already planned out their take down and degradation of
Kyle Hammer-boy Hartland. They decided that one of them would challenge
Kyle, by picking a fight with him. I wasn't a bit surprised to learn that
it had already been pre-decided, that the one going up against Hammer-boy
was going to be Dolph... which is why Dolph asked that humiliating
question, about whether or not Kyle had ever sucked cock, knowing damn well
it would piss him off enough to want to fight.

Lukas reminded Gunther that he himself could have broken Kyle easily the
last time the dude visited us. So therefore Hypnotizing this particular
future school mate wouldn't be necessary. They would go about creating
their newest bitch the old fashioned way, by beating him up, till he would
agree to ANYTHING. They would then take humiliating photos and black-mail
the dude. Apparently this method of MAKING a BITCH, was voted on
unanimously, with all three agreeing that Kyle was way too arrogant for his
own good, and they wanted him totally aware and alert as he submitted to
them, offering to do all their bidding if they would in return, refrain
from showing the humiliating photos around school. Poor Kyle, I think it
would be far better if your mind was in a different place, not realizing
that you were doing all the perverted things demanded of you, as apposed to
being thoroughly aware, each time you'd have to go down on another dude,
how humiliating... trust me, I know.

Gunther suggested that we head out onto the lawn and play some volley ball,
but his suggestion confused the hell out of me, because he hated the game,
and had said so many times. So I kinda figured there was something else on
his agenda. Once out on the lawn, Dolph accused Kyle of checking out his
crotch. "So tell me Kyle... what is it with you checking out my
basket... is it my speedo that has caught your eye... or is it my
semi-hard-on... or maybe it's both... you sure you have no interest in
SUCKING dick" Poor Kyle, he obviously fell for the plan, hook, line and
sinker, as the saying goes. He wasted no time in tackling Dolph to the
ground, swinging his famous fists and connecting to any part of Dolphs body
that wasn't protected.

At first, the fight appeared to be any ones fight to win, with the two well
muscled dudes rolling around on the grassy field, first Dolph on top, then
Kyle, and back and forth it went, with both dudes punching the other with
some pretty heavy blows. Then suddenly Dolph laughed out loud. "ok...man, I
just wanted to see what you had... party is over" Dolph then threw a couple
of punches and Kyle Hammer-boy Hartwell was out like a light, that
quick... that simple.

Dolph then straddled Kyles chest and sat there with his plump basket nearly
resting on Kyles chin. As he triumphantly struck up a double biceps victory
pose. Kyle wasn't out but for more than thirty or so seconds, but when he
did reopen his eyes, he was to find that his world as he knew it, was
gone. Ain't karma a bitch!

With his arms tightly pinned beneath Dolphs strong calfs, Kyle began
kicking his legs, and trying like hell to bridge himself, he did everything
in his power to throw the tough German kid off him, but all to no avail. He
couldn't even shake off the set of nylon/lycra covered balls, now resting
on his lips, mainly because his head was wedged tightly between a set of
hard thighs, keeping that head from moving in any direction. As he stared
up into a smiling face, and heard the words that seemed to seal his
fate. "May as well relax and enjoy... you're mine now... and I'm going to
own you for a long long time, bitch. But just to prove to you, that you are
out muscled, I'm going to let you up... and give you one more chance to
defend yourself along with your pride"

Once on their feet and circling one another, like two roman gladiators, it
only took Dolph less than two minutes to tackle Kyle, and wrestle him to
the ground. Dolph first placed Hammer-boy in a wicked tight neck lock, with
his forearm locked under Kyles chin, and pressed tightly against his
throat. At first, Dolph refrained from adding much pressure, as he
explained to his latest conquest, what life was to be like from here
on. "why don't you save yourself a lot of pain, and abuse... and tell
me. just how much you wanna be my bitch" Kyle, continued to struggle to
break free from the choke hold. "You're funny, dude... Kyle Hartwell will
never be somebodies bitch... not now ... not ever"

Laying there on the well manicured grass, with the athletically well
defined German teen in full control of the situation, Dolph wrapped his
legs around the waist of Kyle, and squeezed just a little, but even a
little pressure coming from Dolphs strong legs... was a bit much for the
neighborhood tough boy, as he let out a soft yelp.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Dolph continued to hold Kyle in a choke hold
body scissors combo, with his powerful legs wrapped around Kyles middle
section. Kyle had already tapped out several times, but Dolph wouldn't
unleash his tight grip of death. We could hear Kyle verbally submit over
and over again. "Ok, dude... I give... please. Come-on, dude, you've proven
your point, I've submitted already, this is where you let me go... Dude
you're fucking killing me here... come-on, man... I give already" We also
heard Dolph give Kyle an ultimatum. "You want ME to release my hold... no
problem... I want YOU to BLOW ME" Kyle let it be known quite loudly just
what he thought about Dolphs ultimatum. "You're fucking sick... no fucking
way, man. I'm so not gonna blow you... now let me loose, asshole"

We watched the muscles in Dolphs legs tighten, just a wee bit more, and
heard Kyle cry out his submission once again. "awe fuck... ok, ok, I'll
give you head... just release your damn legs from me" Apparently, Dolph
wanted to hear the submission a little differently. "BEG me, to LET you
BLOW me... and make it quick... before you pass out on me again" "ok,
fuck... man please... please let me BLOW YOU"

Dolph released both his tight choke hold as well as his painful scissors
hold, and stood up, straddling over the totally defeated Kyle Hammer-boy
Hartwell. Looking up at the well defined body, wearing a sexy low-cut
speedo, with a well packed basket, Kyle had to have known right then and
there, that his world as he knew it, was no longer in existence. Dolph
reached down and grabbed a fistful of hair, then pulled Kyle to his feet,
and nearly dragged a weeping Hammer-boy into the house and up to Dolphs
bedroom.

The only noise coming from behind the closed doors of Dolphs bedroom, were
the un-mistakable sounds, of someone being both punched, and slapped
repeatedly, followed closely by yelping sounds. The two well muscled teens
must have been up in the bedroom for nearly an hour before we heard Dolphs
bedroom door open. We all stood there as we watched and listened, then we
heard Dolph yelling. "Move it, Bitch... or next time... you'll get far
worse than a slap to the head"

Entering the room was Hammer-boy wearing only, what appeared to be a
diaper. Crawling on his hands and knees, with Dolph still in his tight sexy
speedo, riding atop of Kyles back, pony style. Kyle not looking any too
happy, had his head hung. The thing that got Lukas and Gunther laughing
their asses off, was when we all noticed that Kyle was also carrying a
small toy hammer between his teeth. Dolphs brilliant gesture, for letting
it be known, that Hammer-boy, was no threat to anyone in THIS house. I have
to admit that the scene was hot as hell, watching one well muscled dominant
jock, (clothed in only a skimpy speedo, made from a nylon/lycra material,
making it appear all shiny and sexy as hell) literally riding on the back
of another well defined, though now very submissive, jock-boy. Dolph must
have had this whole event planned well enough in advance to have shopped
around for diapers and a toy hammer.

Dolph announced that Kyle was ready to perform oral sex. "OK, listen
up... as you all know, my agreement to Kyle here was, that if I kindly
released him from my powerful wrestling holds... he in return would be more
than happy to give to me, a BLOW-JOB. Well, we are here to allow this loser
to keep his part of the deal... and he has been kind enough to do so in
front of an audience. So make your selves comfortable, sit back and enjoy
what I am sure will be, Kyles awesome performance, now drum roll please"
Gunther and Lukas began creating the sounds of drums, as we watched Dolph
dismount his pony and take a stand directly in front of it. Then speaking
to Kyle, Dolph commanded Hammer-boy to start. "OK, loser... go ahead and
tuck the waist-band of my swim suit, beneath my balls"

It became clear that after feeling the wrath of an angry Dolph, Kyle
Hammer-boy Hartwell was ready, if not eager, to uphold his part of the
bargain. He knelt there in front of a TRUE Alpha teenage male, and
obediently performed his first duty, by lowering the waist-band of Dolphs
speedo, and tucking it beneath the large ball-sack of a now grinning
Dolph. Showing his gratitude for obediently completing the first order,
Dolph grabbed a fistful of Kyles hair and rewarded him. "Good job... you
may now KISS my balls" I know that Hammer-boy has pretty much bullied most
of the kids his own age, and even robbed them of their lunch money and
weekly allowances, and even beat them up after each kid submitted and
relinquished the money demanded, yet I still felt sorry for him. Knowing
that like me, he too was being made to lower himself, along with being
stripped of his pride.

We all watched as Kyle leaned in on his own, and gently kissed Dolphs
larger than average nut-sack, only to be given another order. "Good
boy... now LICK" Meanwhile unbeknownst to Kyle, both Gunther and Lukas were
taking photos and videos of this very special event. Again, Kyle did as he
was told, and with his tongue out and extended, he allowed it to brush over
the entire sack, like he was licking a lollypop. Making for some very nice
photos.

To say that the show being performed directly in front of us was hot as
hell, would be an understatement. Watching up close, while one well built
teenager, knelt there before a much stronger teen, and proceeded to first
kiss, and then lick the balls of his superior, was far better than any porn
video, we had ever seen.

It wasn't long after he began licking Dolphs ball-sack, that Kyle received
the sign that his young conqueror was now ready for his blow-job. Spreading
his legs, and then placing his hands on his thin waist, (so that it
appeared as though Kyle was offering a blow-job all on his own) our own
Alpha male encouraged his new friend to go right ahead and help himself. "I
can't believe that you actually begged me... to let you blow me. Go ahead,
show me how much you love sucking dick... help yourself to my thick nine
and a half inches... and enjoy your meal... whenever you're ready, faggot"

Kyle, I am sure did not like being called a faggot, nor having it appear as
though he had begged to give a blow-job to another dude, totally on his own
accord. But, like it or not, willingly or not, ready or not, Kyle
hesitantly took Dolphs mushroom shaped cock-head between his lips, and
began to bathe it with his tongue, which in return, broadened the sadistic
grin on Dolphs face.

From that point onward, Kyle Hammer-boy Hartwell, inhaled approximately
half of Dolphs huge cock, inch by inch. This of course was causing the
weaker teen to begin gaging and choking severely. It was at the entrance to
his throat, that Kyle felt he had taken in all the love muscle he could
possibly handle. Now, a tearful, gagging Kyle, truly believing he had as
much of the stronger Alpha boys cock, as he could take, and that it was
impossible for him to take in any more. But, a grinning Dolph, was more
than happy to prove him wrong, by gladly helping him along.  Grabbing
himself two fistfuls of Kyles hair, and giving his hips a powerful thrust,
Dolph power slammed himself forward another couple of inches, into the
handsome face, and by now, very sore throat, of Kyle Hammer-boy Hartwell.

Now, gagging and choking non stop, and with tears running down his cheeks
from the brute force, Kyle, felt as though he was fighting for his life, as
he pounded on Dolphs strong thighs, with his fists. Unfortunately for him,
doing so, only caused Dolphs evil grin, to grow broader, as he gave another
power thrust forward. Allowing his entire nine and a half inches to enter
the scull of his newest bitch. With his nasty grin now turning into a huge
smile, the well muscled teenager strengthened his grip on Klyes head and
held it in place, causing poor Kyle to feel as though, he would seriously
and literally choke to death.

Now with his nose buried skin deep into Dolphs pubes, and not being able to
break free, Kyle Hammer-boy Hartwell, was finally getting an idea of how
frightened his own victims must have felt, when he himself held their heads
in the same exact manner. None the less, not knowing these three monsters
hardly at all, Kyle continued to fear the worse, but, damn, how he wished
that the situation was reversed, and that it was Dolphs throat being
plugged.

Dolph must have really gotten off on beating up such a tough little stud,
and humiliating him to tears. Cause once he began fucking the scull of his
latest conquest, he didn't last for more than several moments, before he
began pumping a heavy volume of thick cum into Kyles mouth. With such a
large quantity of fresh warm sperm filling the cavity of his mouth, poor
Kyle couldn't keep up with the volume and began to swallow without even
being told to. However, even as Kyle swallowed gulp after gulp, Dolphs
Alpha cum began oozing from the corners of Kyles sealed lips. This however
didn't surprise me, for I knew first hand just how great a load each of the
young Alpha teens was capable of shooting, and just how fast they are
capable of re-loading, with Lukas being the top dog in that area.

Once Dolphs heavy balls were completely drained, he had a very humiliated
Kyle clean the piss-slit thoroughly. With Dolph pulling his now semi hard
cock free from Kyles mouth, it certainly didn't mean this particular part
of the show was over. As Dolph made it perfectly clear, when a very
painful, and humiliated Kyle, tried to pull away completely. "Whooaa... not
so fast there, cock-sucker... you still have work to do... you forgot to
clean me. Now stick out that cock-sucking tongue of yours, and lick my
piss-slit clean, then suck on that huge head, till it is nice and
shiny... or I may never allow you to SUCK ME OFF again"

Kyle, using both his hands, while still attempting to massage his wicked
sore throat, was very quick (with a some what raspy voice) to respond. "OK,
I'll finish the job... BUT, don't go thinking that this will ever happen
again... I will never return to this house, and the next time you see
me... I will have enough friends with me to beat you so fucking bad, and
then use you as our fucking slave" With that said, Kyle stuck out his
tongue and proceeded to lick Dolphs piss hole, before taking the whole
mushroom shaped head into his mouth again, for a thorough cleaning.

It was after Dolph allowed Kyle to pull away completely, that he followed
up on what Kyle had said. "Fortunately for me and my cousins, you most
definitely WILL be coming back... as a matter of fact, even after I return
to Germany... you will still be taking care of THEIR needs... WHENEVER they
may need your services, even between classes at school... so you may want
to change that attitude, and start showing your new masters... the respect
we deserve, or the beating I just gave you... will seem like a walk in the
park, so to speak"

Kyle, stood his ground, not taking in a word of what Dolph had just told
him. That is until he was shown a video, with him appearing to be giving
Dolph a blow-job, totally on his own accord. Gunther, showing the video and
photos to a very shocked and pissed off Kyle, grinned and pretty much
repeated what Dolph had just said. "Now, I may not be a very brilliant
person... but the way I see this... you either do whatever we say, whenever
we say... or you won't only be a personal bitch to the three of
us... you'll be the official BITCH to the entire school... not to mention
the neighborhood you live in... including your old friend, Anthony. So
what's it gonna be... you want the pleasure of being a cock-sucking bitch
to just the three of us... or to the entire town"

You could see the nice tan slowly fade away as Kyles face turned a pale
white, the poor tough-boy teen hung his head while speaking to
Gunther. "You guys are all fucking assholes... this was a set-up right from
the start... wasn't it? I actually believed you when you said you wanted us
to be friends... what a fucking dork I am" A grinning Gunther did his best
to sooth Kyles loss of pride, OR not. "now, now... you mustn't be too harsh
on yourself... I really did, and still do... want us to be
friends... friends with benefits that is" It seemed to be Lukas' turn to
speak his mind. Standing directly in front of Kyle, Lukas grabbed a hold of
Kyles right hand and placed it over his leather clad bulge, and held it
there. "Telling ya, dude... you really shouldn't feel so down... cause I
can assure you... you are really going to enjoy SUCKING on this... and I am
so going to enjoy, feeding you my cum... by the cupful"

Needles to say, well into the evening, all three young Alpha males got to
play with their newest bitch, each receiving two blow-jobs before allowing
Kyle to leave. But in my opinion, the hottest part of the evening was when
Lukas himself was the last one to use poor Kyle. Pinning Kyle to the thick
carpeted floor, while sitting on his chest, in what was your proverbial
schoolboy pin. Lukas was totally naked, and insisted he wanted to try
something new. So he lifted his butt and sat right on top of Kyles face. "I
wanna feel what it's like... having some ones tongue worshipping my
butt... so get to it... obviously, the quicker you satisfy my need... the
quicker you get to leave here and return home... so let me feel your queer
tongue making love to my butt hole, FAGGOT"

If I haven't already described Lukas' wicked hot body, or if I have, allow
me to remind you. This sixteen year old, five feet ten, Alpha male, has
been working out since he was like ten. Therefore, he has an exquisite well
muscled body for a kid his age, not as in a body builder, all of his
muscles are evenly distributed. He has a face of an angel, youthful, with
blue eyes and light blond hair, that lately he lets hang over his
forehead. He has a set of dimples, that when seen, you'd imagine this teen
as being sweet and gentle. A school athlete that would easily come off as a
decent, well bred, boy next door. His chest is cut, with two decent size
pecs. His biceps are the size of baseballs when flexed. His abs are showing
signs of switching from a solid six pack to the beginning stages of an
eight pack, and form a V like appearance at his thin waist. His legs are
well defined, while hard and thick. His basket is huge no matter what he
wears, but while wearing a speedo, you would be wicked hard pressed to keep
your eyes off it. And finally, he has such an amazing bubble butt, that any
living female or male, would die... just to simply gawk at it. Now here he
is, pressing it... with all his weight onto Kyles handsome face, and our
little boy next door, angel, only has this to say. "Start working that
fucking tongue, BITCH... I wanna feel it INSIDE me... you cock-sucking
faggot"