Date: Sun, 29 Oct 2006 20:57:10 -0800 (PST)
From: NiteSearcher2000 <nitesearcher2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pool Table and My Balls Chapter 30

This story is not completely fictional. Nor is it the
truth and nothing but the truth. The names have
definitely been changed to protect the guilty. We are
all disease free and stay that way by protecting
ourselves whenever we play with anyone but each other.
Descriptions of unprotected sex are fictional because
I'm imaginative and not stupid.

You know the rules... Don't read this if you're a
minor or are offended by gay or BDSM expression. Don't
even think about reproducing or publishing it without
my permission. Remember, I have sadistic friends who
like to punish people! <<evil grin>>

NOTE: I know it's been a long time between chapters
and I'm really sorry for that. Thank you for your
patience. I've gone back to school and I'm taking
writing courses. I'm working with two publishers on
two different projects. I'm really getting into this
writing thing!! Thank you all for your encouragement!

I promise, I will see this story through to the end!


Chapter 30

The weeks had rushed by and the closings had all gone
smoothly. We'd managed to get the whole interior of
the new house painted and all the minor repairs done.
There were some significant renovations we wanted to
do in the future but it was perfectly livable until we
are ready to tackle them.

I couldn't believe moving day was finally here and a
small army of family and friends had shown up to help.
Steven took one rental truck and a crew to his house
and I took another rental truck and a crew to mine. We
all met back at the new house and began the unloading
process.

Steven gave the plan. "You," pointing to me he
continued, "stay inside and tell everyone where to put
everything." With everyone helping the stuff poured
into the house and I went from room to room telling
them where things went. I couldn't believe how fast
and smoothly things were going. By three o'clock the
trucks were both empty.

We gathered in the kitchen and I passed out beers and
snacks to everyone.

My brother pointed out, "You'd better fucking serve us
after we busted our asses off while all you did was
bark out orders." He was kidding around but he was
enjoying trying to humiliate me a bit like he always
does.

I can dish it out as well as the next guy, "Hey, I did
my part. It's not my fault you're a grunt and I'm
management."

He continued the banter. "Oh you did not just fucking
say that. Steven, are you going to let him talk like
that or are you going teach him how to behave?"

"Don't look at me. This is between the two of you. You
want him to treat you with respect then you teach him
a lesson." Steven joined right in the mix.

"The way I see it he just dissed us all." My brother
easily solicited the others into his corner.

"Then call it as you see it and handle it
accordingly." Steven took a sip of his beer as he
relinquished responsibility and abdicated control of
the situation to my brother and the others.

I'm smart enough to know when to cut my losses and I
took off like a bat out of hell out of the kitchen
cutting through the garage and out of the house toward
the back yard with my brother in hot pursuit and the
rest of them right behind him. I'd taken enough
spankings from them to know that although it was all
in good natured fun and sibling rivalry it was going
to hurt like hell.

He tackled me at the back of the yard just as I'd
reached the woods behind the house where I might have
had a chance of eluding them until they were tired and
lost interest. I struggled to get away and would have
if the others hadn't joined in. I continued struggling
as they dragged me back toward the house. I wiggled
out of my shirt and got away for a couple seconds
until they tackled me again. Grabbing me by my arms
and legs they lifted me up and carried me back toward
the house. I continued struggling and apologizing and
begging them to let me go with promises to behave but
I knew it was useless.

Back in the garage they hit the button and the door
closed. They dumped me on the floor knowing I had no
escape. I tried to charm my way out, "Come on guys
let's be adult about this. We're not kids anymore. You
can't just spank me."

"Yes, we can." My brother said simply. "And we're
going to."

"Oh come on! Not with all my friends watching?"

Craig jumped right in and added, "Oh we're not going
to watch. We're all going help."

They move in quick and pull me up and over the work
table. My feet are on the ground but my body is laid
across the table. They hold my arms pulled over my
head and pin me down. My oldest brother lands the
first crack across my ass and I quickly remember how
hard he hits. He lands several good ones before giving
my other brothers their turns. Everyone laughs as I
squirm. They continue laughing and teasing as the
others take their turns as well. It's all good natured
fun at my expense, and although it is humiliating and
hurts like hell it is far from the worst I've ever
taken.

They finally let me up and I stand there rubbing my
very sore ass thinking it was over. Steven pipes in,
"Show us your ass. We want to see how red it is." I
look around the room, especially at my brothers. "Drop
your pants and show us your ass." They're all looking
at me. I try to figure out which way to face to give
myself the most privacy but they're standing all
around me. I especially don't want my brothers to see
my boner. I pull down just the back of my pants
keeping my cock and balls covered as I show them my
beet red ass. "I said drop the pants. Since you didn't
listen now we'll do it for you." David moves in
quickly to grab me in a full nelson from behind and
Steven depantses me. My sneakers came off with my
pants and underwear and I'm left standing there in
just my socks with my big dick at full attention in
front of me.

David lets go but I'm still standing there buck ass
naked in front of everyone. My brother adds to my
embarrassment, "He's popped a boner every fucking time
we've spanked him. I see nothing's changed." They all
laugh but he doesn't stop there. "Then he'd go beat
himself off. I swear, every time we spanked him he'd
pop a boner and jerk off. It was so fucking
unbelievable."

"It hasn't changed. He still does that. If anything
it's gotten worse." Steven tells them all as I blush
with embarrassment. I reach for my pants as he holds
them out but he tosses them to David and calls,
"monkey the middle." David holds them out for me but
tosses them as I reach for them again. They continue
tossing them around the garage as I try to intercept
them. Steven finally offers me an end to the game. "Go
in the closet and jerk off. Catch your cum in your
hand. When you show us your load you get your pants
back. Not before."

They all jeer and tease me more. I have no other way
out so I go into the small broom closet and close the
door behind me leaving me standing in the dark. I jerk
off hindered by them standing out there waiting for me
and teasing me through the closed door. That's a lot
of pressure but it doesn't take that long before I
shoot my load in my hand. I stand there a minute
composing myself and letting my cock go down a bit
before stepping out.

I step out and show them my load in my cupped hand and
they tease me more about it. My brother, as usual,
goes ahead to humiliate me more. "Funny thing is he
jerked off in the bedroom but never had a load to
dump. Always figured he just ate it. Is that what you
do? You eat your own load after you shoot?"

Steven's command is given with a smile on his face but
is no less a command. "Show them. Eat it."

I didn't think I could be this embarrassed anymore,
but I am. I lift my hand to my mouth and lick my cum
out and swallow it all. A collective groan escapes
them.

My brother continues, "Oh fuck! I can't believe he
still jerks off and eats his cum."

"That's nothing. He eats mine too." Steven laughs as
he says it.

"And mine." Adds David.

"And mine. Adds Craig.

Then it's like a fucking chorus as half the guys in
the room say "and mine" simultaneously.

My brothers not quite believing what they're hearing
all laugh and one of them says, "Now that's not
funny." Everyone laughs as Steven passes me my pants
and I pull them on.

Steven takes charge again. "You go order pizzas, make
a salad and set the table. We'll take the trucks back
while everyone else takes a break. Dinner better be
ready when we get back or we'll really paddle your
ass." He lands a solid crack to my bare ass as I pull
my pants up.

Dinner is just fun! It's easy and casual eating with a
bunch of guys, chowing down on pizza off of paper
plates, and drinking beer out of the bottle. The
teasing and dissing each other is funny and witty.
It's so good to be in our new home surrounded by good
friends and family. Things wind down after dinner and
my brothers leave along with some of our friends. The
usual crew of David, John, Craig, Josh and Joey are
left and we move into the living room.

Steven's voice is sharp. "Strip and kneel." I pull off
my clothes and drop to my knees as they take seats. He
spits on the floor. "Clean it up." I crawl over to it
and lick it up. Before I'm even done he spits again in
the other direction. "Now that one." I crawl across
and lick that one up too. David opens his pants and
squirts a line of piss across the floor. I sigh before
bending down to lick it up too. "What did you just
learn?"

"That it's my responsibility to clean up, Sir."

"Very good. Now crawl over and kiss everyone's feet."
I do as I'm told. "What did you just learn?"

"To welcome our guests and to treat them with the
proper respect."

His eyes show his approval. "And what do you think
you're going to do for them now?"

"Whatever they want, Sir."

"Exactly. Go up to the guest room and wait. We'll
decide who goes first. Each one gets exactly what they
want from you. Each one does exactly what they want to
you. Now move."

I go up and wait. I figure I'll be giving a couple of
blow jobs and maybe get butt fucked a couple of times.
I'm not nervous but wonder why it's taking so long for
anyone to come up. Finally Joey comes up. He's the
last one I'd have expected to come up first. He pulls
his shirt off and drops his pants. Coming to me he
tells me, "Lick my ass out. Rim me out and get your
tongue all the way up my ass. Loosen me up." He climbs
right up on the bed and straddles my face and lowers
his asshole right over my mouth. The little fuck! Who
does he think he is? Someone should teach him his
place. He's just a boy. Where the fuck does he get
off?

"I said rim me out. They want to fuck me downstairs
and I want my ass clean and open for them." His hand
slaps down on my stomach. "Get your fucking tongue all
the way up there." I do it because I figure if he's
doing this it's because they told him to but
turnaround is fair play and I look forward to getting
even. Besides, it's no fucking fair that they're going
to fuck him downstairs while I'm just hanging out up
here by myself. I go ape shit on his asshole and push
in deep and hard and bite lightly at the flesh around
his hole. I don't want to hurt him but I don't want
him to enjoy this quite as much as he could. He moans
in pleasure, the little fucker is enjoying it.

He slides back. "Suck me off now, get me really hard.
Yeah. That's it, suck me all the way down. Oh fuck
yeah. That's it. Perfect. Now follow me downstairs in
case anyone needs fluffing before fucking me or
cleaning after fucking me."

Fuck! Now all I am is a fluffer. Fuck them all. I
follow him downstairs trying to hide my feelings. I
follow him down the stairs and toward the playroom. I
figure we're going to play in there because the room
is still basically empty. I can't fucking believe it
and I'm shocked with surprise when I walk into the
room. There in front of me is one of the finest pool
tables I've ever seen. Holy shit! They're all standing
there watching me and my reaction to the table.

Steven speaks up, "This is so you can practice.
There's a charity pool match coming up. You'd better
win it. I've got a lot riding on it." I understand
exactly what he's talking about.