Date: Fri, 22 Nov 2013 14:20:49 -0600
From: Trent Ryder <trent.ryder@outlook.com>
Subject: Brothers Keeper  -  Part 5

You should not read this if you are underage or live where reading about
sex among males is illegal.  This is a story of two brothers and their
Puritanical father.  The younger brother uses the family situation to gain
control over his brother, and then involves others.  More become involved
as time passes.

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                         Part Five – Jack's Saturday


When Jack emerged from sleep on that Saturday morning, his first thoughts
were not for what lay ahead, but for the unbelievably good orgasm he had
received at the hands of his friend Zack with coaching and a finger up the
butt at the right moment from that linebacker stud Perkins.  The afterglow
stayed with him on the way home, and lingered until bedtime. He had not
expected a hand job from his brother Grady, and he got none, but he was
content anyway.  That had been a mind blaster in the afternoon, so he
didn't need anything else.

Grady had half expected him to beg to get worked off, but Jack played it
cool.  Instead he had asked about what was going to happen at Matt's on
Saturday, and Grady took great pleasure in assuaging Jack's fears.  Not
that Grady was any too sure what Matt might really do to Jack – it was
again just a part of his power play for domination.  If Jack depended on
him for sexual relief, and if he also looked to him for advice when he was
worried, than total control couldn't be very far away.

A number of blocks away, in a neighborhood much more upscale, Zack woke
with a sense of dread.  As the last wisps of sleep cleared his brain, he
realized with horror that he had worked his friend's dick off
yesterday...and enjoyed it!  That thing he had dreaded most, that he liked
guys more than he liked girls, was coming true and growing larger.  He
tensed his legs and felt his morning erection surge.  Damn!  He had hoped
so much that it wouldn't be true.  But...it really was fun.  He told
himself that maybe if he could keep that kind of stuff in the realm of just
having fun, then it wouldn't mean he was maybe gay.  If something's fun,
that doesn't mean it's bad or that you're addicted to it.  Right?

And finally on that Saturday morning, there was Matt.  Only a few short
weeks away from turning 15, his whole world was a secret one.  It was one
where sex was not the most important thing in his life, it was the ONLY
thing in his life.  At least he was sure it was that way now.  The whole
thought of Jack spread out in front of him, of him being able to do to him
the same thing Grady had been doing to him at night, was sheer pleasure.

It was this knowledge that today he could work on Jack, that made his balls
pulled up tight when he thought of the preparations he needed to make for
the event.

He decided he needed a video camera.  He had a web cam on his laptop, but
there was no way to set it up to catch what would go on with Jack today.
His mother was going on a day long trip with friends, and his father was
spending all day at the lake fishing.  He was assured he would be alone
with Jack for the morning while Grady was at home helping his dad.  It made
him get short of breath just to think about it.

He decided to ask one of his brother Dex's friends if they might have a
good video camera he could borrow, one that also did good quality sound.
He thought an old projector stand they kept in the attic could serve as a
tripod.  He could film this and have it to enjoy over and over.  He
squeezed himself down there, vowing not to flog that meat until he had
finished with Jack.  The moisture on his fingers assured him he had a good
load when that time came.

Matt was getting hairy in various parts of his body: his legs, his pits,
plus the crotch area.  It showed he was powerful, he was getting to be a
stud.  And something even better was that his dick was growing too.  He
liked looking at it when he beat off.  Some guys he had talked to said they
liked to look at pictures.  Not Matt.  He was so proud of what he had, he
had even fantasized showing it to Jack, getting him to maybe even taste
it...maybe even suck it.  But he wasn't sure.  He just knew he had never
been this boned up before.  He liked that feeling!



It was right at 10 o'clock when Grady and Jack arrived.  As they stood at
the door, Jack asked his brother "Are you sure this is the last time, the
only time, that I'll have to do this?"

Grady nodded solemnly.  "I promise I will never make you do this again."
He was so excited he was about to explode, but he kept a serious face.

The door opened and Matt stood there grinning from ear to ear.

"Well Grady, you decided to come too?"

"Just to help you get him set up.  I told Jack I'd make sure everything
would go ok."

"Great.  Just come on in."  Turning to Jack with feasting eyes, he said
"Let's go to the basement where I can get a real look at you."  He was
gleeful.

When they got down there, Jack saw it was partly a storage room, and partly
a spare bedroom, obviously for emergencies since it didn't seem to be used
much.  In the center, where light from the high windows could flow in, was
a bed.  It was actually a double bed, with a steel frame with a bar across
the top that served as a headboard.

"I only agreed to an hour" Jack said.

Matt looked at Grady.  Grady shrugged his shoulders.

Jack looked at the two of them, suspecting something was up.

"Well, maybe you'll like it so much you'll stay."  Matt was almost dancing
on one foot and the other.  His bone actually throbbed with the excitement.

All the stuff at home and at school lately had made Jack feel so inferior.
But now this attention made him feel wanted, even under the circumstances.
Somehow it even made him feel important.  He had felt so down with all the
fuss at home over his beating off, that he had almost reached the point
where he felt worthless.

"How do we begin?"

Grady spoke up for the first time.  "Just like at home.  Strip down and get
on the bed and put your shorts in your mouth and grab the back of your
head.  Matt just wants to see what this is like, to experience what I go
through.  It's not really about you, Jack."

Inside, each boy mentally said "Oh yeah, actually it's really about you."

Jack sighed, stripped down to his white briefs, and sat on the bed.

"Get into position" Grady said.

Jack pulled down his briefs, put them between his teeth, and clasped his
hands behind his head as he lay back.

"Wait", Matt said.  "I want his hands tied, not just held."

"No way" Jack said, letting the briefs fall from his mouth.

Matt turned to Grady.  "I thought we had an agreement.  I thought we had
this all worked out."

Jack felt uncomfortable, wondering what it meant.  Grady saw trouble
coming, so he addressed both guys individually.  He leaned close to Jack
and said quietly, "Let's do it his way, Jack.  That way it'll be over
sooner."  Then turning to Matt, he said crisply, "Just one more thing
before I leave you two.  Matt, if Jack's naked, you have to be naked too.
So strip."

Matt looked at him in disbelief.  He didn't want to strip down and have
them see how excited he was.  If he was filming all of this, he didn't want
to have his bone dancing and dripping all over Jack as he had his fun with
him.  The video would only be for him, but still...  He debated and knew he
had to have this video to jack off to, to keep forever to enjoy.

Grady obviously was standing firm.  It showed in his posture and well as
the expression on his face.

Matt tried one last escape route.  "Tell you what.  Let me keep my clothes
on and I promise I won't do anything you don't want.  Plus I promise never
to tell anyone or say anything about today to you ever."

"You have to be tied, Jack" Grady whispered, "just accept it."  Then to
Matt he said "Strip.  Now.  I have to get going.  Do it now, Matt, or Jack
and I go back home."

Matt, all dark haired and dark eyed, stripped while they watched.  His bone
flipped out and up spewing precum.  Nobody laughed.  Then he proceeded to
tie Jack's hands to the bar across the back of the bed.  He had a pillow
under his back now, hands spreads wide, his shorts lying on his chest.

"OK.  You said you wanted to do it the way I do every night to him.  Well I
come in his room and he's waiting like this" he put the shorts in Jack's
mouth again "and I start by rubbing his chest and legs a little before I
really begin the good stuff."

"Like this?" Matt asked.  He began moving his hand up Jack's legs.  Jack
squirmed, feeling this was weird beyond all belief.  Then Matt reached up
and took his dick in his hand.

"Hmm.  Nice head there.  Looks friendly.  I can see it's had a lot of work
done on it." His dark eyes flashed with triumph...and with lust.  This was
prize meat in front of him, and there was nothing Jack could do about it.

Grady giggled, then said "I've got to go home.  Dad'll be really mad if I'm
gone long."

"We'll still be here if you can come back" Matt said with a laugh.  "Jack's
not going anywhere, but he'll be cuming everywhere before I'm through."  He
laughed at his own joke.

Grady grinned and waved a farewell.  As he hurried up the steps, Jack felt
like his last hope had abandoned him.  It was at that moment that Jack
realized this had all be prearranged.  This was some scheme both of them
were into.  He began to squirm and twist, but he was tied too tight to move
around.

 "Easy, Jack, or you'll get lots more that's worse than that."

Matt stroked.  Jack's dick began to harden and swell.  He stretched and
moved his legs.  Matt stopped.

"If you keep moving, I'll have to use your balls to hold you in place.
That could get painful." He used his other hand to grasp Jack's balls.
They were really big...and full...and warm.  Matt's dick bobbed at the
realization, dropping precum across Jack's abs.

Jack forced himself to be still.  Matt relaxed his grip on the balls,
instead gently stroking them, like the rare jewels they were.  As the
jacking continued, Jack moaned.

"Like that, Jack?"

Jack didn't really want to cooperate, but alone here with his hands tied,
it seemed like not making waves was the best path.

"Umm yes."  He nodded, looking up into Matt's dark eyes.  He suddenly
realized that for his age, Matt was damn good looking.  But he pushed that
thought away.  It wasn't acceptable to think of guys as good looking.

The stroking wasn't as good as Grady's, but it was certainly ok.  He wanted
to shoot and get this over with.  Thinking of Grady, he realized how
dependent he had become on his little brother's hand jobs.  Matt was now
jacking him at a good speed, and Jack hoped to climax soon.  That was when
Matt suddenly stopped.

He looked down at Jack and grinned.  "Liked that, did you?  Well we'll take
a little break and do some other stuff.  Sound like a good idea?"

Jack said nothing, so Matt grasped his dick firmly.  Jack gasped.

"I asked you a question!"

"Yes" Jack moaned.  If only Matt would hold it there a little longer, then
maybe...

But Matt stepped away for a moment.  He tried a new approach.  Now that he
had access to all the good parts of Jack's body, he played around and took
his time.  If he pinched Jack's nipples, then he would reach down and
stroke his bone.  If he ran an appreciative finger along Jack's balls, he
then slid one finger slowly down the jutting banana, savoring every moment.
Matt was getting so horned he was about to shoot before Jack did.

The only other time it had ever happened without him touching it was when
he walked in on his brother beating off, and stood out of sight just inside
the door and watched him jerk and twist and rise up in ecstasy.  When it
was over he saw his red headed freckled face brother collapse on the bed,
and with that Matt came himself.  The cum filled his little jockey shorts.
When he pulled them off back in his room, everything was sticky and mushy.
He tried to wipe himself clean and wondered why that had happened to him.

Now here in the basement in this supreme moment, he didn't have on any
jockey shorts, but still he didn't want to cum on camera or for Jack to see
him cum.  Well at least not just yet.  There was too much to experience,
too much to enjoy, and at almost 15 he wasn't sure if he emptied his balls
now through an orgasm how long it would be before he would be able to cum
again.  Damn it was good to have this power!

He ran his hand smoothly across Jack's chest, then stepped back and moved
to the foot of the bed.  Reaching out slowly, making sure he could be seen
not only by the camera but by Jack, he started stroking Jack's balls.  They
were round and firm, with a couple of hairs already protruding out.  He
knew if Dex was here, he'd shave those balls right away.

But that wasn't Matt's purpose today. He wanted Jack to beg for release, to
plead to make him cum.  He wanted the same sense of power over this mighty
jock that Dex had used on him as his little brother in the past.  While it
wasn't payback on Dex, it was a sort of payback for all the times he had
been humiliated.

Dex used to take him outside and strip his pants and shorts off, and then
play keep-away with them, keeping him out there where everybody passing by
could see.  The front door would be locked, and with no place to go, he had
to play his brother's game until his brother decided he had had
enough. "It'll get you used to knowing how to take it, how to put up with
stuff in life.  It adds stuff to your balls."

Once when his folks were out for the evening and Dex had a date, Matt was
caught peeping into the living room to see what they were doing.  Dex
stripped him and held him up buck naked before his girl.  Holding both arms
high using just one hand, and with his feet off the floor, Dex used his
other hand to grab his little wiener and twist it until he cried out in
pain.  "That'll teach you to spy on people" he said.  Dex's girl didn't
seem to mind much one way or the other.  When Matt the next day asked him
why he had done that to him, Dex passed it off by saying "It'll make a man
out of you."

That was why he had such a lust for revenge or power or whatever it was
that drove him.  He reached over and grabbed Jack's bone, holding it tight
and then shaking it.  "This is what you want, isn't it?

Jack didn't want to admit anything on camera.  After a few moments, Matt
began tickling him.  Jack writhed and tried to escape the magic fingers,
but he didn't have much room. All he could do was buck up and down, causing
his dick to bounce, twirl, and tremble wildly.  Jack squealed and laughed
and shouted, all of which just encouraged Matt to do more.  Finally when he
couldn't control himself any more, Jack began slobbering in some sort of
gasping frenzy.  Matt had to stop.  Jack panted and shook his head.

"I was afraid I would piss myself."

"That'd be ok" Matt said with a grin. "It's just us and the camera.  In
fact we may try that later.  It'll make a great scene for me to watch
afterward."

Matt began working his dick again, using just one finger this time to
slowly baste the head and shaft with the sticky stuff that oozed from the
piss slit.  Then he moved his finger rapidly back and forth across that
slit, pressing down and producing something exciting and painful as Jack
twisted.  Matt realized this was the ultimate power.  That dick was his now
and he could do whatever he wanted with it.  It gleamed with precum,
pointing like a tent pole to the ceiling.  He pulled it down and let it
slap back, smacking itself on Jack's stomach spattering the slime as it
went.

Then he went back to working it, pounding away almost frantically while he
shouted "Don't cum!  Don't cum!  I mean it, Jack, don't cum!!!"

Naturally Jack came, spewing seven ropes of cum into the air and then down
on his chest, coating Matt's hand and arm at the same time.  Finally Matt
stopped and Jack lay there panting.

"You shouldn't have cum, Jack.  That means we'll have to do it again.  And
we'll keep doing it until you get it right.  You have to learn that when I
say don't cum, that means don't cum.  You got that?"



It was a full hour later when an exhausted Jack looked up to see Grady
coming back in.  Looking all chipper and nonchalant, he asked "How's things
been going while I was gone?"

"Been waiting for you.  Jack still can't learn that he shouldn't cum if I
say he shouldn't cum."

Grady grinned appreciatively.  "I'll have to try that on you some time,
right Jack?"

Jack, his face coated with sweat and his chest and abs coated with cum, was
too exhausted to even reply.

"Ready for the big event?" Grady asked Matt.

Matt nodded.  He was more confident than ever.  This domination over Jack
had give him an even better sense of maturity.

"Right, Grady, let's get started."

He nodded.  Jack realized this had all be prearranged.  This was some
scheme both of them were into.  He began to squirm and twist, but he was
tied too tight to move around.  When each boy lifted a leg, he tried to
kick, but as Matt held his left leg with one hand, he grabbed Jack's balls
with the other.  He gave a hard squeeze and Jack cried out as pain went
through him.

"Easy, Jack, or you'll get lots more that's worse than that."

Both boys moved his legs high and pulled them up toward his hands, until he
was on his back, spread wide, with his ankles tied to his wrists and his
ass on display.

When they were sure he was totally spread and unable to move, Matt went to
the foot of the bed and looked up his body.

"Nice view" he said appreciatively.  He reached out and rubbed Jack's
balls.  Jack bucked and glared.

"Nice ass hole, dude."  Fortunately for Jack he didn't try to touch it.

For anyone who could see it, it was an awesome sight.  Strong, muscled,
jock tied with his legs up to his head, and his ass, balls, and dick on
display.  Matt worked his dick up to full height and played with it for a
minute.

"I can see why it's so much fun."

"Yes" was all Grady said.  Jack looked over at him and shot him a look of
betrayal.  Grady didn't think this was wrong.  He felt he was doing Jack a
service and in exchange Jack was his.  Now he was just sharing Jack with a
friend.

 "Grady, did you bring the stuff from the kitchen?"

Jack's heart sank.  What's about to happen now?

"Yeah, Matt.  Here it is."

Jack realized this was the day he was totally fucked.  Matt's face was
radiant as he gathered his `tools.'  "All for you, Jackie boy, all for
you."

Before Jack could see what Matt had in his hand, he heard his brother ask
"Are you really going to stick that up his butt?"

"Well I'm sure not going to stick my finger up there.  Can you imagine
anything grosser than that?"  Going up to Jack, he held out a frozen
wiener, moving it close to his face for a good look.  "See this Jackie,
like I say, it's all for you."

It was a normal sized frozen hotdog, but to Jack it looked enormous.  "No!
I didn't agree to this!  You can't do this!"

Grady looked on in amazement and with a special thrill knowing he had total
control over his brother, and was now sharing that control with Matt.

"Bring the camera closer, Grady.  Zoom in and let it catch me inserting
this up his hole.  Let's see how he reacts to a frozen wiener going up his
butt hole, while his own wiener's bobbing back and forth."

Matt smeared some butter from the supplies Grady had brought, and greased
up the dog.  Just for fun, he put some more butter on his hand and greased
up Jack's bone as well. He was surprised that the butter was slicker and
squishier than the precum was.  It made interesting sounds as he pumped
Jack's bone.  He was glad the camera had sound so it was all caught on
video.

Grady hadn't much experience with a digital video camera, but using the
viewfinder and the zoom lens, he was able to frame it perfectly: Jack's
butt cheeks, his hole, his balls above it, his pole pointing up beyond
that, and then Matt slowly pushing the hotdog against the hole.

Jack felt the coldness and he squeezed his cheeks tightly together.  But
Matt was insistent, pushing harder.  The thing was cold and stiff.

"Relax, Jack."

Suddenly he paused as if he had a better idea.

"Grady, can you put the camera back on the stand but make sure you're
zoomed in properly, OK?"

When that was done, he said "Come here and work on his dick.  It'll make it
easier getting this thing inside him."

Grady gladly agreed.  Working his brother's dick was getting to be second
nature with him now.  Grasping it firmly by the shaft, he realized the
slickness the butter had given it.  He knew it would be easy for his fist
to fly off the end if he got too enthusiastic.

Jack groaned with the sensation, and allowing his muscles to relax enough
for the wiener to slip though the ring hole entrance.  He tightened up with
the shock of something frozen being inside him, but he couldn't expel it.
In fact Matt was sliding it in and out.

"Way to go, way to go, into the hole, yo ho ho!"  Matt chanted making up
words as he went along, carried away with the whole scene.  He was
developing a good rhythm and Grady was in sync with it.  Further and
further it went in, each fresh thrust pushing it deeper, each withdrawal
giving Jack that much more of a sensual high.  He had never felt these
sensations before, so much movement all together, so many emotions, he knew
he was building to a peak.

Grady could tell from experience what was happening.  "He's about to
shoot!"

Matt gave a final thrust, driving the hotdog all the way inside, pushing
his fingers against the hole to keep it there.

Even with his previous orgasms earlier, several ropes of cum churned forth
from Jack's rock hard bone.  Each blast went high, his dick bounced and
flipped around, and the cum spewing out was like liquid fire it was so hot
and good.  Grady kept pumping even as the spurts stopped.  He was
determined to get every drop possible out of him.  When he let go, the dick
sloped to one side as if exhausted, and slowly went down.

But Jack was still twisting.  "Get that thing out of me!"

Matt grinned. "What's wrong, Jack?  Is it too cold?"

"It's cold and it hurts.  Get it out."

"You're going to have to do that yourself, Jack.  Just push like you're
taking a dump and it'll come right out."

As the camera continued filming, Jack's ass lips slowly parted, and
gradually the hotdog emerged.  Grady and Matt cheered.

"OK you two.  Now untie me."

"Not quite yet" Matt grinned.  "Since I shoved something frozen up your
ass, let me warm you up."  Turning to Grady, he said, "Take the camera down
and put it upstairs in my closet."

Jack couldn't see what Matt was doing, and his brother was busy with the
projector.  Matt took a second frozen wiener and a tube of something and
squeezed it liberally all up and down the length of the dog.  When it was
completely covered, Matt came over and began inserting it into Jack's hole.

"Here we go.  That'll warm you up in just a second."  He quickly pushed it
all the way in, and just like before he put a finger over the hole to keep
it there.

At first all Jack felt was the cold.  Then suddenly he began to feel warmer
and warmer, almost hot and then really hot.  Matt laughed, "It's Ben Gay."

Jack began bucking.  He was cussing as well.  When Grady returned, he
watched the scene, puzzled by what was happening.

"Just take his clothes, run home, and give him an enema when he gets there.
He'll need it to clear his butt.  I'll send him on right behind you.  If
you can't see him behind you when you get home, lock the back door and make
him wait to get in."

"Dad's still home!" Jack squeaked.  "Don't leave me, Grady!  This thing
burns like hell!"

Grady watched for a few seconds more, then grabbed all his brother's
clothes, and took off.  Matt quickly undid the ropes and ran upstairs.
Jack didn't bother taking off after him.  He wanted to get home and get
some relief from his aching ass.

He didn't care that he was naked, running barefoot across the vacant lot
beside his house.  He didn't care that he was covered with his own cum, he
just wanted to get inside and away from Matt and all of this.  Looking
ahead he could see his father wasn't outside.

The back door was unlocked and he rushed in.  Grady might play around, but
Jack knew he wouldn't have been mean enough to lock him out.  Upstairs he
found Grady waiting with the enema bottle.  When he was flushed out and
showered, he lay on his bed exhausted.

Grady came in.  "I'm sorry. I didn't know he would do all that."

"I think you did.  Now leave me alone!"

"Jack...we need to talk."

"That's what you always say, but things never change!"

"They will, Jack.  They will.  Think how you've changed already.  You look
for me every night and you know you can go without abusing yourself.  You
know that I'll always be there for you.  Nothing will ever change that."

Jack wondered if Grady literally meant he would always be around, that Jack
would never be free of him, and that Jack would never be able to go back to
just jacking off whenever he wanted to.

Grady turned to go.  Then he looked back and said "I almost forgot.  While
I was helping Dad today, you got a call.  Zack said to call him when you
got back."

"Did he say what it was about?"

"Jack, I am not your secretary.  All I know is when I said you weren't
home, he asked where you were."

"Did you tell him?"

"Well sure.  I'm not going to lie, am I?"

"What did you tell him?"

"I said you were over at Matt's."

"Why did you tell him that?"

"Because he asked where you were and that's where you were.  Geez Jack, why
make a federal case out of it?"

"What did he say when you told him that?"

"He asked why you'd be over there.  He sounded kind of surprised."

"Well I guess he was.  We don't usually hang out with freshmen."

"You're probably right.  That's when he asked why you were over there."

"And?"

"And I told him."

"WHAT?  What do you mean you told him, Grady?"

"I said you all were playing over there."

"Damn!"

"No, Jack I didn't tell him that" he said with the tone of one explaining
things to a child.  "I said he'd have to ask you that."

"That's a lot better.  Thanks."

"And I said when you did tell him, he'd get the surprise of a lifetime."

Grady hurried out of the room.  In the hall he called loudly, "Hey dad!
I'm coming downstairs to help you!"

                              End of Part 5

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Daniel, plus those whose names are unknown.  - Trent