Date: Fri, 6 Mar 2015 12:02:47 -0500
From: Mikey Mark <michael78983@gmail.com>
Subject: Brother Trouble - Part 2

This is a story about two teenaged brothers growing up.
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      "BROTHER TROUBLE" - Part 2

   by Mikey Mark


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  I thought it would be cool to suck my brother's cock. For a young gay
teenager hiding in the closet, still going to school and living in the
suburbs with conservative parents, having a source of hot cock living so
close by was irresistible. I thought it would be fantastic to fool around
with my older brother and suck his cock whenever he wanted it. In my
fantasy world, it was a perfect setup for secret sex.

Reality turned out to be a bit different though. I think I might have
created a monster. Kevin figured out that I was gay because I let him
figure it out. I wanted him to know because I wanted to suck his cock, so
it was all my fault. I think my brother was just a typical horny teenage
guy, a bit sadistic maybe, but other than that, he was pretty straight and
decent guy with a nice girlfriend. But I wanted to suck his cock and I got
it. And that seemed to change everything, though I supposed it didn't
change anything at all. It always depends on how you look at it I suppose.

To begin with, I discovered that my older brother Kevin was just as horny
as I always was. I never knew how often he jerked off, but from then on it
didn't seem to matter because he had me. He made me suck his cock every
morning as well as almost every night before bed. Sometimes we did it in
his bedroom, or in mine, or in our bathroom in between. It became a part of
our daily morning ritual. We'd tag-team in the shower in the mornings -
he'd shower first and then I'd get in with him, kneel down, suck his cock
and then he'd get out and I'd have my shower (and jerk off). It became a
regular routine.

If our parents were out any time in the evenings or weekends, I end up
sucking Kevin's cock in the tv room or in the kitchen. Pretty much any
opportunity we had alone, he had me sucking his cock. That first weekend
when our parents were out of town, I must have sucked Kevin's cock a dozen
times. It was usually on the weekend when we had the most opportunities.

The first time I sucked my brother's cock it was all awkward and weird and
I really didn't know what to do. I gagged a lot and choked on it. It wasn't
very much fun. After doing it a dozen times a week for a couple months, I
started getting pretty good at it. I could take my brother's seven inches
all the way in and bury my nose in his pubes without gagging or choking at
all. The more I sucked cock, the better I got at it and the better I got at
sucking cock, the more my brother enjoyed it. The more my brother enjoyed
it, the more he wanted to do it and the more he wanted to do it, the more
practice I got to get better. And the more I sucked his cock, the more I
loved sucking his cock. It was all one big circle.

Another thing I discovered was that my brother Kevin was just as crazy and
perverted as I was. He had always enjoyed picking on me over the years, but
from then on, he kept doing most of the same games, but now everything was
way more sexual - and all the time, not just once in a while. In the old
days, with wrestling practice, Kevin would sometimes toss me around, then
pin me down and hump my ass until I creamed my undies. Now whenever he got
me in a good hold, he'd make me suck his cock or lick his balls or even
lick his armpits.

Same with the 'foot game' in the tv room. Kevin had only done that to me a
few times before, but now he was doing it to me pretty much every time we
were in the tv room - he'd even do it to me while sitting at the kitchen
table or in the dining room. His socked foot pressed up against my crotch
always gave me an instant boner no matter what clothes I was wearing. He'd
press lightly with his foot, maybe wiggle his toes and I'd cum so damn fast
it amazed me. Nowadays, Kevin would only press his foot there just to tease
me and get me hard - then he'd make me do all the work. Either I have to
squirm around using his foot to give myself an orgasm, or he'd pull his
foot away completely and I'd have to just rub my crotch with my hand until
I shot a load of cum inside my underwear. Kevin seemed to like this new
game a lot - especially since he didn't have to do the work any more - he'd
just order me to rub my own crotch until until I squirted a load in my
underwear and then he'd laugh at me.

Kevin really seemed to like ordering me to jerk myself off all the time and
it didn't seem to matter where we were. After school, the dinner table,
watching tv, outside doing yard-work, in the garage, you name it, he made
me do it. I don't know how many loads I squirted in my undies while being
driven around in my brother's car. He would offer to drive me somewhere and
that was always the price of the ride. I'd have to rub my crotch until I
came. Then he'd drop me off wherever it was I had to go. I lived my life
with sticky underwear. Like an idiot, I started to get off on doing it so
often and would even do it to myself without my brother ordering me to do
it. That's when I knew that I was a complete pervert.

Our old restaurant game also started to get more adventurous. I had built
up some stamina from all my jerking off, so everything wasn't so quick any
more. I could actually last a minute or two. Of course, it was that much
harder for me to hold a straight face for a whole minute while my parents
were sitting across the table from us and I was doing it as slowly and
quietly as I could. That wasn't good enough for Kevin any more. Now he'd
excuse himself to go to the bathroom after we ordered our food. He'd always
motion for me to go along too. In the men's washroom of some fancy
restaurant, he'd make me suck his cock in the stall. I was too scared of
getting caught to say anything, so Kevin would just push me down and shove
his cock in my mouth. Kevin could cum pretty quick when he wanted to.

Movie theaters were pretty much the same thing. Going to the movies with my
brother meant I was going to end up with sticky underwear at the very
least. Riding a bus or airplane together was the same as well. Heck, even
when we were just standing around at the mall while my mother was shopping,
he'd find some way to tease or torment me - or tell me to "do it".

That's all he had to say, "do it" and that was it. We both understood
exactly what that meant. It meant that I was to make myself cum in my
underwear. He didn't care how I did it - that was up to me. As always, it
never took very long, never more than a minute or two at most. He just
seemed to like ordering me to do it and I got off on doing it. Especially
when we were in odd or weird places. We had a very strange relationship.

It was a couple months after I first started sucking my brother's cock that
Kevin developed an ominous interest with my ass. He would often tell me
what a cute little bubble butt I had. Or that my ass was looking good. He
always liked to give me wedgies ever since I was a little kid, but he
started getting me all the time now and was always asking me 'how does that
feel?'

One time when I was brushing my teeth at our bathroom sink wearing only my
underwear and socks, Kevin came up behind me and started to feel my ass and
tell me how nice it looked. I tried to ignore him. This was usually the
best strategy in such unknown situations with my brother. If he wanted me
to do something, he'd tell me, so I continued brushing my teeth and trying
to ignore my brother stroking my ass. Then he licked his finger, pulled
down my underwear and stuck his finger into my butthole. I nearly spit out
my toothbrush. I had to grab the bathroom counter with both hands to steady
myself. He kept at for only a few seconds, then pulled his finger out. He
actually put his finger in front of my nose and made me smell my own butt -
typical brother. Then he went off to finish getting ready for school.
Despite the fact that I had just sucked my brother and jerked off in the
shower only five minutes before, my cock was hard and I had to jerk off
again before getting dressed and going down for breakfast.

>From then on I started fingering my butthole at every opportunity. It felt
damn good. Not as good as when my brother did it, but still, it felt really
weird and different. I did it while I was jerking off and I came so fast it
freaked me out. I had been trying hard to make myself last longer when I
jerked off - but sticking my finger up my butthole when I jerked off put me
right back to when I was thirteen years old, and able to squirt cum in like
fifteen seconds.

Kevin's interest in my ass only just got worse. He actually told me he was
going to fuck me and pop my cherry. He didn't actually say *when* he was
going to do this which only made it sound more ominous. This scared the
crap out of me. At the time, I believed that getting fucked up the ass
would be wildly painful and a horrible thing to do. I don't know why I
thought that, but I did. I loved sucking cock and Kevin seemed to like it
too, so I wondered why he wanted to do anything else. I didn't mind the
rough way he treated me since I as so used to it and he was my brother. And
yes, I did like having a finger up my butt, but the idea of Kevin's big
thick seven inch cock inside my little butt really freaked me out. So of
course, for the next few weeks, I couldn't stop thinking about anything
else.

And the more Kevin talked about popping my cherry, the more I began to just
accept it as inevitable. I still feared the event, but I knew it was going
to happen. My brother was playing a psychological game with me and he was
winning. The impossible had now become the inevitable. How many times did
my brother whisper in my ear, telling me he was going to fuck me? How many
times did he grab my ass and squeeze it? How many times had he fingered my
butthole? My brother was going to fuck me, there was no doubt about it in
my mind. It was just a matter of time.

In order to prepare myself for my impending de-virginification, I started
sticking things up my butt. I started with a 'sharpie' magic marker, but it
was way too small. I tried the handle of a screwdriver and that worked
pretty good. Then I graduated up to vegetables - a carrot first, then a
zucchini that was almost exactly identical to my brother's cock in size (I
actually put it in my mouth to compare!). I used my mom's hand lotion for
lube. The carrots went in easy, but the zucchini put up a major fight. I
was sweating and almost in tears by the time I got that zucchini inside my
butt. It hurt like hell and I had to stop. That experiment just convinced
me that I was right all along - getting fucked in the ass was way too scary
and painful.

A couple weeks after my adventures with the vegetables, Kevin and I were
wrestling on the floor of the tv room. Kevin had me pinned face down and
was playfully humping my ass - which always gave me an erection. But this
time Kevin decided to pull down my pants. I struggled and squirmed around,
but as always, he was so much bigger and stronger than I was, so my jeans
were down around my knees and my underwear soon followed. Then I could hear
him fumbling with his zipper. Then I felt it - he pressed his cock up
against the crack of my ass. I figured this was it - my time was up.

We just laid there like that for minute or so, with Kevin sliding his dick
along the crack of my ass. I could actually feel his precum leaking out on
my butt, allowing his dick to slide easily. It was a really incredible
feeling and I knew I was going to cum very soon. But then mom called us for
dinner and we yanked up our pants lightning fast and that was it. Kevin did
give me his foot at the dinner table and I came pretty quick, but that
seemed a bit anti-climatic after I thought was about to lose my virginity.

Then a couple days later, our parents announced that they were off for some
weekend getaway. As always, Kevin was put in charge and I was told to
follow his orders and do what he told me to. Wonderful - parental sanction
for the dictatorship of Kevin. I prepared myself for the inevitable. Kevin
was definitely going to fuck me. I just knew it. I dreaded it, but I was
morbidly curious about it because everyone was always talking about it so I
desperately wanted to know what it was really like.

The first night they were gone, Kevin acted pretty cool and was almost
friendly. We had dinner and were hanging around watching tv. We raided the
parent's liquor cabinet and were drinking rum and cokes. It was like old
times together. Then my brother told me to follow him upstairs to his
bedroom - and to bring a chair from the kitchen with me because he had a
surprise for me. I had no idea what this was about, but I did it anyway. In
my brother's bedroom, I put the kitchen chair down and asked what was going
on.

"Turn around and give me your hands."

With that, my brother grabbed my hands together and tied my wrists. He then
pushed me onto his bed and used a leather belt to bind my feet. I just
watched him passively. I didn't fight just because I knew I'd lose and
whatever was going to happen was going to happen anyway - after he beat me
into submission. On that basis, I had long ago learned that submitting to
my brother peacefully was always the least painful course of action. I
didn't trust him, but I knew that he wouldn't try to kill me.

"Tonight little pervert, you are going to see what real sex is all about."

What? It definitely sounded to me like my time was up and I was going to
get fucked. But then my brother opened up his closet and started clearing
out some space and then he put the kitchen chair inside the closet. He then
lifted me up and sat me down on the chair inside the closet. He used some
more rope to tie me securely to the chair. I really had no clue what was
going on and my brother wouldn't tell me until he had me securely tied to
that chair inside his closet. Needless to say, I had a raging boner.
Getting all tied up does that to me.

"Now little brother, you are going to sit there and watch while Lisa comes
over here tonight and I'm going to have sex with her right here in my
bedroom. I know you love to spy on me so much, so I'm sure you will enjoy
the show."

With that, Kevin closed the folding closet door almost all the way, but
just left it open a crack. He then turned out the lights and laid down on
his bed. I peered through the crack in the closet door and as my eyes
adjusted to the light, I could see my brother perfectly. Light came in
through the window to illuminate the bed.

"You can see me can't you little brother?"

"Um... yeah, I can see you."

"Perfect. Now you will sit there and wait. When Lisa arrives, we will put
on a show for you. Lisa doesn't know anything about this so you better be
fucking quiet and not make a sound. When Lisa and I are finished having
sex, she will go home and I'll let you out of the closet and untie you. Do
you understand?"

"Yes"

"Good. Now just wait there. I'll go call Lisa."

With that, I was left sitting in the dark closet, all tied up with a raging
boner. I had no idea how long it took, but I was getting seriously bored
and frustrated sitting there all alone like that. Eventually I heard the
front doorbell and my spirits lifted. A short time later, Lisa and Kevin
come into the bedroom and close the door. They were whispering and
giggling. They stood in the middle of the room and started making out.

I could hear them talking softly, telling each other how beautiful they
were. They were kissing and undoing each others buttons. Then Kevin's shirt
was off, followed by Lisa's blouse. They keep making out and stripping and
giggling. My brother stepped out of his jeans and let them fall to the
floor. She was wearing just her bra and panties. They take off their socks
and then off goes the underwear. They are still standing beside the bed and
they are both totally naked. I have a very good view of the whole action
and my cock is so hard it hurts.

Lisa is a pretty good looking girl. She's got lovely golden blond hair and
a big pair of tits. Definitely one of the better looking girls at our high
school. I'd met Lisa many times before. She was always very nice to me. And
there she was standing in front of me with her big tits bouncing around
like that. I could see the mound of her pubic hair between her legs. My
brother's cock was hard and she was stroking him. Then he sat down on the
bed and she knelt down in front of him and started to suck his cock with
her back to me so I couldn't actually see her sucking him. I really wanted
to see that. My cock was so hard but I couldn't touch it with my hands tied
behind my back.

I could see Lisa's head bobbing up and down a bit. Kevin has his legs
spread and was laying back and moaning loudly. She seemed to be using her
hands work on his cock - but I couldn't really see because her back was
towards me. Kevin never let me touch his cock with my hands when I sucked
him off. I had to use just my mouth. I guessed that Lisa wasn't very good
at sucking cock because Kevin had her stop and had her climb up on the bed
and lay down with him.

They laid there together. I could see them in profile, but I couldn't see
much detail. They were kissing passionately and I could see that she was
stroking his cock and it looked like Kevin was fingering her pussy.
Eventually, she got up and knelt above my brother laying on his back and he
aimed his cock straight up and she slowly lowered herself down on his cock.
They were actually fucking and I was sitting there watching. I couldn't
take my eyes away from it.

Lisa rode his cock while Kevin played with her big bouncy tits. Kevin
called her his "cowgirl" and they started doing the whole "yee-haw!" thing.
It was really weird being forced to watch it. Then after a while she
started slowing down and saying she was getting tired doing that, so they
roll around a bit until she's laying down and my brother is on top of her.
He put his dick inside her and then started to fuck her. That was really,
really hot. I could feel precum leaking out of my cock while I watched my
brother fuck his girlfriend like that. She lifted her legs up and locked
them around his back as he pumped his cock into her pussy. They were
kissing and moaning like crazy - it was really loud. I could even smell the
sex in the room.

I actually felt my own body (and my cock) doing a little twitch each time
my brother slammed into her. I imagined that it was me laying there getting
fucked by my brother. I wondered what it was like. Lisa seemed to be really
enjoying it. No way was she in any pain at all. It looked like they were
both going to have orgasms soon the way they were really going at. I didn't
actually know if girls had orgasms or not - I just assumed that they did.

The air in the closet was stifling. It was early summer and it was hot. I
could feel sweat dripping off my forehead. My cock was raging. The sound of
my brother's cock slapping into Lisa's pussy was rhythmic. The sight of it,
the smell of it, the sound of it all was intoxicating. I wanted to cum so
bad it hurt. I could hear my brother say that he was going to cum soon.

I was going crazy. I had to cum. I started to hump my hips back and forth
on the chair. It wasn't much, but it did produce a tiny bit of friction
between my cock and the fabric of my underwear. I was squished in and tied
down without much room to move. The more I tried to squirm around and get
something going, it made some noise. But they were making so much noise I
doubt if they could hear me rocking the chair a bit. I could feel my hands
and feet all tied up - I was straining against my bonds.

"Oh yessss...."

At that moment, my brother announced his orgasm. Lisa was moaning wildly. I
felt my own cock erupt inside my undies. I had never felt anything like it.
My chair rocking and humping wasn't enough to get me off. I was barely able
to move at all. I just squirted in my undies just from the intensity of the
whole situation. It was incredible. I think my brother made me cum without
even touching my cock.

The two of them laid there together for a while. I sat in chair waiting. I
got bored of watching them because they weren't doing anything any more.
Eventually, she got up out of bed and started to put her clothes on. She
was talking about making plans for next weekend. When she was all the way
dressed, my brother got out of bed and stood up totally naked and they
began to kiss some more. My brother's cock was still half-hard, but Lisa
said she had to go and together they left the room. A few minutes later, I
heard the front door and then the sound of her car as my brother came back
upstairs into his room and opened the closet door.

"So little brother, did you enjoy the show?"

"Yes, I enjoyed the show. Thank you. Will you please untie me now?"

"Quick choice for you little brother. Do you want to suck my cock right
here while you are all tied to the chair like that or would you prefer me
to untie you first and then let you suck my cock? If you are lucky, you
should be able to taste Lisa's pussy on my cock. So what's it going to be?
Make your choice!"

Oh shit. Seriously. my mind was going a mile a minute. I desperately wanted
to be untied. My hands hurt and it was uncomfortable and I had been in
there for almost two hours. But just the thought of sucking Kevin's cock
like that had my cock twitching. Gawd I was turning into such a fag. I was
too ashamed to say the words so I just opened my mouth and looked up at
him. He just laughed.

It was too difficult for him to get his cock at my mouth with the chair in
the closet so he dragged the chair out with me still tied to it. Once out
of the closet, Kevin just put his cock in my mouth and started humping my
face. And yes, I could actually taste Lisa's pussy on his cock. I hated
that, but it didn't last too long. My brother always pumped out quite a bit
of precum so that eventually took the bad taste away. I didn't so much suck
my brother's cock like that but get my face fucked. I could move my head
but that was it. He just stood there holding my head and using it like a
flesh-light until he shot his load in my mouth. He sometimes liked me to
show him his cum in my mouth before I swallowed it.

After he was finished, he just stood there and slowly wiped his cock on my
face, smearing the last drops of his ejaculation around my cheeks, nose and
forehead. It felt really cool having his cock rubbing around my face like
that. It was like he was marking me as his territory.

That's when he patted me on the head, ruffled my hair and told me that I
was a "good little faggot brother even if I did have a tiny little dick".

He really knew how to hit me.

"I'll bet you want my foot right now don't you. You want me to put my foot
in your crotch right there in the chair while you are all tied up so you
can get your rocks off in your underwear. I know you little pervert, that's
what you want. Now admit it or I won't do it."

Bastard. He knew me too well. "Okay, I admit it."

"Admit what?"

Just saying the words seemed to make it worse. I sighed. "I want you to put
your foot on my little cock and make me cum please." I was blushing like
crazy.

"You are so pathetic and totally predictable little brother."

Without further anguish, he put his foot on the chair and started to rub
his foot on my crotch. I had already cum while I was in the closet watching
him fuck Lisa, but he didn't know that. It didn't really matter. I was all
tied up, I had just sucked my brother's cock and he was standing naked in
front of me, with his half-hard cock flopping around while his naked foot
rubbed my crotch. I didn't last long at all and squirted a second load of
cum inside my underwear. Thirty seconds tops. He actually made me say
"thank you" before he would untie me. I went off to bed and had to jerk off
again before going to sleep. I imagined Kevin calling my his little cowboy
as I played with my little pistol and rode on his cock.

On saturday morning, I went to Kevin's bedroom to suck his cock like it was
one of my morning chores. I usually sucked him off in the shower on
schooldays, but if the parents were out on the weekend, I usually did it
for him while he laid in his bed. Afterward, he had me make him breakfast.
I actually sort of liked cooking and stuff.

After breakfast, Kevin made me do all the weekly chores and yardwork that
had to be done. He acted like a supervisor and just stood around watching
and pointing. After lunch, Kevin told me that we were going to go hang out
at Zach's house. That seemed a bit odd since Zach was Kevin's friend. They
were both on the wrestling team at school and had been friends for years.
Kevin usually didn't bring me along when he was hanging out with his
friends.

I always liked Zach, but that was probably because he was so good looking
and he usually was nice to me. Zach's family was rich and their house was
huge. There were a few other guys there just hanging out. Kevin's best
friend Trevor was there. He was tall and thin with a curly mop of dark hair
that always looked like he had a bad case of bedhead. He lived just across
the street from us and had been my brother's best friend since they were
little kids. He was usually pretty cool with me, but he was always going
along with my brother's antics and was a spectator or participant in
several of my humiliations and torments over the years. I didn't really
know the other three guys, but I'd seen them around school.

They were all drinking beer when we got there. After my brother got a beer
and gave one to me, we all headed out to the backyard patio to smoke some
pot. I'd never smoked pot before (or drank much beer), but I was curious to
try it. It was obvious that my brother and his friends had smoked it lots
of times. I took a few tokes and it made my head feel really light and
everything was happy and fun and I couldn't stop giggling. I really didn't
sense any danger coming, though I should have known my brother better.

"So, who wants to go swimming?"

It was the middle of the afternoon and it was really hot out. The swimming
pool looked inviting. They all agreed that it was a great idea but I said I
had no swim suit with me. They just laughed and said I didn't need one. The
spacious backyard was lined with trees and hedges and totally private. With
that, my brother and his friends all started to take their clothes off
right there on the back patio.

I was in terror. I couldn't go skinny-dipping. The cold water would make my
cock look even smaller than it normally was. They would ridicule me. I
looked to my brother for help, but that was a waste of time. He just told
me to hurry up. He stood there waiting for me while most of the other guys
were already in the pool. I was sweating like crazy - more from nerves than
the heat.

"Come on little bro, lets go, time to strip down and go swimming. If you
don't do it, we're just going to come over there and strip you down anyway,
so you might as well do it yourself or you will be sorry."

The vague threat was enough. My brother could always make me do things I
didn't want to do. I started stripping down until I was standing there in
my underwear. I made one last and useless appeal to my brother to let me
swim in my underwear, but he would have none of it. He actually raised one
hand as if to whack me upside the head so I took a deep breath and took off
my underwear. I then raced to the pool as fast as I could and dove in.

We swam around for a while, splashing around and it was fun to be hanging
out with the older guys. I almost felt like one of them. Then they started
using the diving board. My brother was first - climbing out of the pool
stark naked and casually walked to the diving board with his dick flopping
around and stood there with his arms out like some olympic diver. He then
did a pretty good somersault flip into the pool. He looked so cool and
casual and I was so proud and envious of him. Zach went next. He had a
really hot looking body and his dick wasn't quite as big as my brother's,
but he looked just as cool as he did his own back-flip off the diving
board. Then Trevor climbed out of the pool and walked around to the diving
board. He wasn't as graceful or as athletic as the other two. He was tall
and skinny and oh boy did he have a big dick swinging around between his
legs.

Zach called out, "come on donkey dick, do a big dive and show us how it's
done!"

With that, Trevor stepped up and stood there bouncing up and down at the
end of the diving board. His dick was flopping all over the place. It was
bigger than my brother's and I couldn't take my eyes off it. Eventually, he
launched himself in a very impressive jack-knife dive and hit the water.
Then the other three guys followed suit. They were all pretty good looking
guys with nice hot bodies and good sized cocks, but none of them were
anywhere near as hot as my brother or Zach. It was wonderful to just
flutter around the pool watching such a beautiful display of hot naked
bodies, not to mention Trevor's amazing huge cock.

"Come on little brother, show us your stuff, I know you are a good diver
and it is your turn."

I tried to pass, but my brother just told me to get up there or I would
suffer for it. And that was it. I climbed up the ladder and out on the
diving board and dove back into the pool as fast as I could. I also tried
to hide my cock with my hands as I did it. I was such a wussy.

"Why is your little brother covering up his dick like that?"

"Because he has a really tiny little dick and he's really self-conscious
and embarrassed about it."

Oh that helped everything - thank you big brother! I wanted to just
disappear. I didn't want to face this.

His friends dragged me out of the pool and pulled my hands away so they
could see my little cock. They thought it was pretty funny and were making
jokes about how small it was. With the cold water it had shriveled up
pretty small. I was totally humiliated and turned beet-red with
embarrassment as they all started calling me "tiny" and "babydick" and
several other charming nicknames.

Eventually they let me up and let me get my clothes on. The kept making fun
of my little dick, but I found it all a bit easier to take once I had some
clothes on to hide it. We drank more beer and smoked some more pot and it
was actually a fun day - except for my complete and total humiliation of
course. The other guys went swimming again, but I didn't.

We left Zach's house and went home for supper. Our mom had left
pre-arranged meals for us, so it was easy to get dinner ready. We were both
still a bit drunk and high from that afternoon so dinner was more fun and
lively than usual. After dinner, we hung around together, playing video
games and then watched a movie on tv. We had a couple more rum and cokes
too so I was really feeling pretty drunk by the time the move was over. I
had got up to go to the washroom to pee and had almost fallen over. I
stumbled and giggled all the way there and back.

"Guess what little brother?"

Huh? I wasn't sure I liked the sound of that. Kevin was being too nice to
me all evening since we got home from swimming at Zach's and that didn't
bode well. I should have been suspicious when he volunteered to stay home
with me on a saturday night when our parents were out of town. I thought
for sure that he would have his friends over drinking and stuff, but he
didn't.

"Its time to go to bed. And I have a very special surprise for my perverted
and faggy little brother."

Okay. I definitely knew where this was going. I felt a twitch in my
butthole as the realization hit me. I climbed the stairs like a prisoner
being led to his execution. I was so afraid of getting fucked, but after
seeing Lisa enjoy it so much, I wasn't so sure about it.

"To your bedroom faggot."

"I really wish you wouldn't call me that."

"Why not? It is true - you are a fag - you admitted it. And its time to pop
your cherry, so lets go."

Hearing him say that sent shivers down my spine. I knew it was going to
happen, but having it said like that just made my doom seem even worse.
Once we were in my bedroom, he ordered me to strip off my clothes and to
suck his cock. I was okay with that. I loved sucking his cock.

"Okay, now get up on your bed."

He tossed a small plastic bottle at me. "What's that?"

"Its lube. You're going to need it. Rub some of it on your ass."

I tried one last time. "Please Kevin, I'll suck you off as much as you
want, I'll do anything for you, but please don't make me do this..."

"And the Award for Best Dramatic Performance goes to... my faggy brother
Brian."

He was such a bastard. I was arguing with him and begging him, but I was
also laying face down on my bed and rubbing lube on my butthole.

"You want it little brother. You know you do. You are a fag and you want
your little butt fucked, but you are just too damn shy to admit it. You
always seem to need help admitting the truth, so I'm going to help you."

And with that, Kevin laid down on top of me. I could feel his cock slipping
around my the crack of my ass. I didn't dare say anything - that usually
just made things worse. I grabbed the sheets of my bed and braced myself
for pain. I could feel the head of his dick probing at my butthole.

"Relax little brother. Just lie there, relax and spread your legs and it
will feel good. If you are all tensed up like this, it is going to hurt
like hell. So relax. But either way, I'm going to do it, so you should make
your choice quickly."

I spread my legs as wide as I could and gasped with pain as I felt him
enter me. It was unbelievable. I had to take a deep breath and the pain got
even more intense as he pushed his cock inside me. I begged him to stop
moving and to wait a bit for me to get used to it. It hurt to breathe. I
prayed that he didn't move. Even the slightest movement sent shivers of
pain through my body.

 "Push out like you are taking a shit."

 That sounded disgusting, but I did what he told me to do. I felt the full
length of his cock slide inside. It actually hurt a tiny bit less than
before, but it was still almost overwhelming. All I could do was just lay
there, chewing on my pillowcase and try to spread my legs as wide as I
possibly could. Eventually, Kevin started moving around, sliding his big
cock back and forth inside me. I was thankful for my practice with the
zucchini. The feeling was way too intense. I couldn't feel or think about
anything except that big thick cock stretching my ass and penetrating my
entire body. After the initial penetration, the pain wasn't too bad, though
it still hurt like hell. After a while, it still hurt, but it also felt
like an really incredibly weird and intense sensation that is hard to
describe since I'd never felt anything like it before.

 Then Kevin started fucking me a bit faster and deeper. I tried to complain
that it hurt, but he only slowed down for a moment and told me to relax.
Then he started to hump me again, just as deep and just as fast. I was
bouncing around underneath him, practically delirious with the mixture of
pain and pleasure. It was a whole new experience for me. It all went on
longer than I could stand. I didn't know how much of that I could take. I
couldn't tell if I was at my limit of pain and endurance or whether I was
about to cum or piss myself. We were sweating, panting, grunting and
moaning like animals. After what seemed an eternity, Kevin's pounding and
punishing rhythm rose to a rising crescendo of lust and he pumped my ass
with a load of cum and it was over. I had survived.

 It was the most incredibly bizarre feeling I'd ever had. I'd never felt
anything like that. Kevin got up and pulled his dick out my ass with a
slick wet sloshing sound that I found extremely embarrassing. I laid there
breathing heavily and feeling totally exhausted and yet somehow empty with
my butthole still pulsing and my cock was still hard as a rock. I was
definitely no longer a virgin, that's for sure. I just got fucked.

 Kevin walked out of the room and left me lying there in my own bed and I
soon fell asleep. I woke up in the morning with a hangover, a headache and
a very sore butthole.

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To be continued in part 3