Date: Tue, 24 Mar 2015 16:05:18 +0000 (UTC)
From: Dale Gutzman <dale10gut@yahoo.com>
Subject: Robby's Predicament Part Fifteen (Revised)

The kids at school called him B.D., so i called him that too, even though
that wasn't his real name.  He was a really hot looking high school
junior. He had it all going for him; the muscular body of a young star
athlete, a cocky boyish grin on an extremely cute face, a loose easy going
manner, and a youthful voice thick with testosterone. He was a girl fucker,
I could tell that at once. Probably fucked more than one too...I'd guess. A
real high school ladies man!  And if the bulge in his tight jeans was any
indication, he had a huge cock between his legs. Perhaps that was the
genesis of the nick-name, B.D.  I was willing to bet the boys on his sports
team gave him that name, after watching him move around the locker room
bare assed.

I'd be willing to bet more than a few boys in his gym class masturbated
their teenage dicks at night, thinking about B.D.'s thick, long fuckmeat.

And B.D. was Robby's little brother. That's right. I had orchestrated a
meeting with my fuck toy Robby's little bro!  Oh, speaking of that cute
teenage grin, it was totally absent at present. B.D. was sullen and
angry. He slouched down in the chair across from me and glared at
me...unsure of my role in this entire fiasco. Well, I had been the one to
send B.D. photos of his older brother Robby, sucking on numerous dicks and
taking cock up his asshole. I'm sure it shocked the young teen no
end. B.d. was one hundred percent straight boy! Randy had really lost it
when I made him push the "SEND" button on the computer. He had begged me to
keep his brother out of it. He said his family was very conservative and
straight laced. His little brother had always idolized Robby.

"Please, please, Sir, don't destroy that. It already cost me my wife and my
job. Please, not my family too." Bare assed naked Robby trembled as he
knelt before me. He lowered his head and began to lick my feet. If he
thought that would get me to relent, he was dead wrong.

"Robby, we have already established that you are a worthless faggot
cocksucking piece of shit! You are good for only one thing...pleasing real
Men like me. Now, to please me, you need to do everything I tell you to,
correct?"  I nudged him with my bare toes. He knelt there looking up at me,
eyes red from crying.  I raised my foot and inserted my toes into his
mouth. I fucked his mouth with my naked toes for a few minutes, enjoying
the look on his face as he stretched his lips to accommodate my foot. Robby
was a total submissive and wanted this...needed this. It wasn't easy to
constantly come up with new ways to degrade and humiliate him. Fortunately
I am pretty creative in that department.

"Robby, I want you brother to know just how disgusting you are. I want him
to see what kind of a fucking slut he has been idolizing all these
years. Tell me the truth, Robby...the fucking truth. Have you ever
fantasized having sex with your own little brother?"

"He's just a kid...he's in high school. That would be..." He saw me staring
him down, and his voice trailed off. By the way, his voice seemed thicker
and lower lately, perhaps from all of the sperm he had been swallowing in
the last month.

"The truth, Robby...have you ever thought about sucking your little
brother's big dick?"  I had seen photos of the boy, and suspected he was
well hung from the high school year book.

Robby hung his head. "God forgive me, yes! Yes, I have thought about
sucking his dick. I would never do it. Never in a million years, but I have
fantasized about it. I am really a disgusting piece of shit!"

"Yes, Robby, you are. I totally agree with you. What kind of human being
thinks about sucking his own brother's fuckmeat? And do you think about
eating out his young asshole as well? Do you fantasize sticking your face
between the cheeks of his ass and licking his young rectum?"

As usual, Robby ended up crying. He cried a lot. "Yes, I have thought about
that! Oh fuck, what a mess. I feel so ashamed!"

"That's good, Robby. I like it when you feel ashamed. You're really cute
when you turn all red with guilt.  That,Robby is why you now have to push
the 'SEND' button so that your little bro an see what a disgustingly
perverted piece of shit you really are. My friends all know. Your wife
knows, your ed-fraternity brothers from college know. Your former workers
know. It's only fitting that your little brother knows, right?"

'He'll never speak to me again!"  Robby was sobbing, huge tears rolling
down his handsome young cheeks and dripping from his manly chin.

"Perhaps not. But why should a normal healthy girl fucking straight jock
speak to a fucked up faggot dick slut? Doesn't make any sense to me. It's
important that he knows the truth."

I masturbated Robby to full dripping erection while he sent the photos to
his brother. I didn't let him cum of course, just get nice and drippy.

B.D. texted back..."What the fuck?"  Oh man, what fun. I had Robby explain
to little bro that he was a cocksucking ass fucked faggot, and that he felt
he had to be honest with his brother. I had Randy confess that he had now
sucked hundreds of dicks and taken over fifty cocks up the asshole. He
revealed that he was a cockslut who thought about little else than serving
the dicks and balls of real Men! I imagine young B.D. sitting in his
bedroom, getting this news. I wondered if B.D. had ever had a faggot swing
on his young jock junk.  Maybe one of the underclassmen in his school. Some
of the older boys in school do that. They get an underclassman to be their
personal "suck boy!"  When I was a senior in high school, a whole bunch of
us jocks had our own personal "suck boys."  Sometimes we'd share our boys
and trade off. That way we could experience a different 'suck boy' and see
if our boy was doing a good enough job. Not that we didn't have girlfriends
and fuck cunt...but a "suck boy" was convenient and an easy way to
unload. I wondered briefly if B .D. had a 'suck boy" and if such things
still went on. Nowadays we are all so concerned with bullying and offending
anyone, a lot of fun has been sacrificed.

So that was the reason that young, handsome B.D. now sat in front of me. Or
rather, slouched in front of me. He was a cutie all right. I imagine every
girl in the school wet her panties over him, and a number of the boys as
well! B.D. was clearly upset.

"I can't fucking believe it!" he said, shaking his head at the additional
photos I had presented to him. Photos of Robby dancing naked in a gay club
for example. "i don't fucking know what the fuck to do. Should I tell my
Dad?  Should I...aw shit...what should I do? He's a disgusting piece of
shit faggot!" Robby was not in the room at the present time. Just B.D. and
me.

"I'm really sorry that you had to find out, B.D. But it's for the
best. Imagine if you didn't know. At ever family gathering, he would be
drooling over your teenage dick and you would have no idea the cocksucker
had the hots for you. Believe me, it disgusts me, as much as it does you!
When I found out, I couldn't believe it. He had been my buddy. We had gone
to the gym together. And then one day I learned that all he was after was
my big fat cock! I felt fucking violated..."  it was a damn good act, if I
say so myself.

"B.D. nodded. His eyes were read with tears. Betrayed brother tears. "Yeah,
fuck, that's how I feel...fucking violated. Do you know how many times I
been naked around him? I mean, I thought nothing of it. He was my big bro!
I fucking idolized him. I would change in front of him and everything. I
was naked in front of him lots of times..."

"And every time, he was staring at your fucking big teenage dick and
drooling. He was wanting to suck that big fat teen cock!"

"Aw shit, I want to kill him! I want to fucking kill him!  I'll never talk
to him again. But what about when he comes over to the house for holidays
and to visit? How will I act in front of Mom and Dad and Sis? Aw, shit what
can I do?"

"That's why I called you to come over, B.D.  I think it's best if you
confront him. I'll help. I think it's best if you tell him to his face what
a disgusting perverted slut he is. I also think you should make him suck
your dick!"  This was the delicate part or the operation. I had to get the
young jock where I wanted him. His eyes bugged out and his hands turned
into fists.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Look, I'm like you. I am a straight as an arrow hetero cunt fucker...but I
made the faggot suck my dick, and it made me feel much better. In fact, I
make him suck it every ow and then!"

"But that's exactly what the faggot wants! That's what my stupid fucking
disgusting piece of shit brother wants. He wants my dick!"  His cute young
face was screwed up into knot!  Fuck he was angry!

"Hear me out, dude! He wants it yes, but if you make him confront his
perversion under your conditions...with you in control, then he will be
face to face with just how sick and disgusting he is. Make him suck your
dick under your terms. Be just as nasty and brutal as you can be with the
homo! Make him lick your balls and eat out your ass. Make him crawl for you
and grovel. I swear, you will feel so much better, believe me.  Have you
ever had a faggot swing on your dick?"

He looked at the floor confused.  "Yeah, the little brother of this one
girl I was fucking. She was on the rag, and I was really horny and he was a
little faggot, I could tell, so I let him suck my fuckmeat a couple of
times."  "And did it make you feel any less the Man? No, of course not. You
are all Man, B.D. And your brother is a scum sucking faggot. I say, we can
both teach him a lesson...maybe shake him up for life. What if you made him
suck the dicks of all of your high school jock buddies? Gave him so much
dick that he regretted ever being a faggot! That would sure be getting back
at him. It would even the score. What if you beat the shit out of
him...took a belt to his ass and everything! Let out all of your anger and
betrayal!  I'd be there to help you. And you know what, I think that
eventually it would help the piece of shit too! It might just just cause
him to face his perversion and turn away from it."

I know it was a line of extreme bullshit. But remember young B.D was not
thinking too rationally at this moment...and lets' be honest, the handsome
teenage jock was not the brightest light in the candelabra. He looked at
the floor for a bit, pushing the toe of his trainer into the rug. "As fuck,
I don't know. I don't want to ever see him again!"

"I know how you feel. But you have to see him again, at family affairs and
so on. So you have to do something about it. You have to take charge. The
best way to do that is to show him that he can't hurt you. That you are in
control...and that you think of him as nothing but a receptacle to unload
your dick jizz!  I'll help you. You can work him over all you want...any
time you want. It will make you feel good."

"But do I want my buddies to know my bro is a fucking faggot?"

"Why not? When they see how you use him...you will be the Man! When you
pass around your own older brother and he has to slurp on their dicks, they
will respect you all the more.  Use the faggot for your own advantage,
B.D. Don't let him use you! "  He ran a large hand over his cute face. He
squeezed his eyes shut, while my eyes bored into the huge lump in his tight
jeans. Jesus, this boy might be over nine inches down there! "Do you want
to see him? Do you want to see the faggot? Do you want to see just how
disgusting he is? Remember, he sent those filthy pictures to you1 He sent
them to his own brother! What kind of sick fuck would do something like
that? That's a nice thick belt you've got on. How'd you like to raise a few
welts on the faggot's ass with it? Just to show him who's really in
charge?"  B.D. teared up. He actually did. He was so fucking frustrated and
felt so betrayed, he teared up. That was great. I love to see teenage boys
cry. Finally he wiped his nose and stared at me. "I'd like to bash the
fucking faggot!"

"Then why not do it? You can do anything you want to him, and he won't
fight back! He's a natural submissive faggot! He's a born cocksucker and
assfuck pig."

He studied me. Was I mistaken or was the lump in his pants larger? "I'm not
supposed to hate faggots. I'm supposed to treat them as equals."

"Ah, here's you are mistaken B.D. You shouldn't hate gays. Gays are not
faggots. Gays may prefer their own sex, but they don't go lusting after
every big dick in pants. Cocksucking queers who want to suck the fuckmeat
of every teenage boy they see aren't gay They are perverts. They are
faggots. Your brother is a fucking pervert. That's why you need to show him
who is boss. Who is in control. If you don't, he will continue with his
sick thoughts about you. He will think he has the right to lust after
you. Fuck his fucking face. Beat the shit out of him, and let your buddies
fuck his face all they want. Piss on him! That will put him in his
place. How dare he mess with you!"

Jesus, the kid was hot! His muscular thighs began to twitch. I could see
his leg muscles through his tight jeans. I could see his nipples harden
under his thin tee shit. He was a mean little teenage fucker, all right!
"Should I call him in? Do you want to work him over..or if you need
help...I'd be glad to work on him with you!"  "Bring the God damned bastard
in here. He's not my brother any more! He's a sicko fucked up piece of
shit! " "Right on, Man!  Way to go!"  I called out..."Hey, ASSWIPE, get in
here!

The door opened and Robby, totally naked except for his cockcage crawled
into the room. His eyes looked terribly pained at the sight of his teenage
brother, but his big dick strained at the prick protector. He arched his
back nicely to get his ass up, as he slowly crawled toward his brother and
myself.

"I'm so sorry...so sorry..."  he blubbered at his brother.

"Shut the fuck up, homo pervert!"  B.D. kicked out with his tennis shoe
clad foot and caught Robby on the shoulder. Robby tumbled over sideways and
his dick and balls wobbled.

I smiled: "Do you want to fuck his face first, or beat the shit out him?"
I held out a birch rod.

B.D. looked at me, a new strange glow in his cute teenage face.  "Let met
whack him with the stick first. Then he can suck my dick!"  Robby moaned,
but was it with humiliation, fear, or perhaps lust? I handed B.D. the
stick.

"This birch rod works really well on the ass, the back of the thighs, and
on the nut sack! Just remember all the times he looked at you naked when
you were changing. All the times he secretly craved your teen dick and
balls and ass. Shit, he's been eying you up for years! Don't go easy on
him. Especially not on his nutsack. Really let him have it!

Young high school jock B.D. actually seemed to grow in height. He fairly
bounced on his feet as he swished the rod through the air. And was I
mistaken again, or was his fat teenage dick pushing out the material of his
tight jeans obscenely...the fuckmeat acting as if it had no place to go,
but to burst right through the material?

Let the fun begin!