From: jerryg@pacbell.net (Jerry Gaither)
Subject: BROTHERLY LOVE!!!!
Date: Tue, 10 Dec 1996 07:19:20 GMT

                          BROTHERLY
                              LOVE!

A SHORT STORY BY PAUL 536

Copyright 1990 BY T PAUL RYAN, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 

My older brother was a real butt-head to me when I was growing
up. I guess that it is pretty much an older brother's job to make
his younger brother's life miserable. Greg did an excellent job
and worked over-time.

Greg was six years older than me and I followed him through
school. No matter what, I was his younger brother. No matter
what, I always failed in comparison to him. This situation, of
course, added to my deepest respect for my dear old brother. I
wanted to beat him at anything, just so I was an individual.

I did not get a chance to even the score with my brother until my
eighteenth birthday, but it turned out to be worth the wait. That
we are even, there is no doubt.

Greg was always the super athlete of the two of us. He works out,
he runs, he plays all of the sports. I could never match him at
any of the sports and my muscles never seem as big.

It was the day after I turned eighteen, and my parents had gone
out of town.  My brother Greg had just gotten back from college,
much to my delight. It figures, he would ruin my chance to have
the house to myself.

I had been out with the guys, hanging at the mall, watching the
girls walk by.  Personally, I was watching the guys watch the
girls.  I knew by then that I was gay.  It was just something
that I accepted but did not dare let on at home or around my
friends. This was a very frustrating time for me. I had desires,
but all I could do was whack off or hang out at truck stops.

Well, I got home around eleven that night and I noticed a strange
car parked in front of the house.  I was cautious to open the
door quietly. Something told me to play this one very cool.
Basically, I snuck into the house. 

I was hoping to catch my big brother in the act of fucking one of
his tramps.  I hadn't gotten to see my big brother in the buff
for quite some time. Oh, he ran around in his jockey shorts. I
could see the big bulge in the front, but I wanted to see the
flesh!

I quietly walked in, the living room was empty. Even the lights
were off.  I made my way over to the dining room door, which was
partly shut. There was a light coming out of there.

I could hear laughing, but it sounded like all guys. It sounded
like a pretty good sized group, too. I peeked in and almost
choked out loud. There was my big brother and three of his
friends getting high on Mom's prized oak dining room table.

The plan to get even for all the shit he ever put me through
entered my head in a flash. I still wonder how I actually had the
balls to go through with it.  

Here was the perfect opportunity to blackmail my big brother and
probably his friends also. These were the kids my mom was always
bragging about. "Why can't you find nice friends, like Greg's?"
Yeah, well at least my friends didn't get high.

I snuck as fast as I could up to  my room and grabbed my trusty
camcorder. Photography was a big hobby of mine. It was something
Greg never had an interest in, so it fascinated me.  I was good
at it too. I had miles of video tape of everything from a bird
eating at the bird feeder to my late-night jack-off sessions.

I got back down and got the camera rolling. They were pretty
blitzed at this point and they put on quite a show. They even put
in a part about how our mom was so gullible. Oh boy, I couldn't
have put better words in their mouths.

I had gotten a full half hour of this when things got really
interesting for me. The conversation shifted from the drugs and
out mom's gullibility to sex.

What happened next was a surprise to me. I guess that they were
hot from the drugs because they pulled off their shirts. That was
when they started a little horse-play.

Basically, it was touchy-feely. They had their hands on each
other, in very un-manly places.  I almost made a sound when Steve
reached over and grabbed my brother's crotch. What made me start
was that Greg didn't pound him, only laughed.

It didn't get very far, but it sure turned me on.  I just had the
sense to high-tail it up the stairs before they got out of the
dining room to go. 

They all took off, including my brother. I beat off that night
while watching the video I had made. I already knew what I wanted
from my brother in exchange for the tape.

He did not get home until very late, which gave me time to make
three copies of the tape.  I knew that it would be important to
have more than one copy. I also knew that I stood a good chance
of getting my ass kicked if he decided not to play along.

I was up bright and early the next morning, just finishing
breakfast in front of the TV when he stumbled down the steps.

"Hey asshole, turn that thing down." He was always so charming in
the morning. He was wearing jeans but no shirt. I watched his
smooth firm muscles ripple in the sunlight. His chest was covered
with reddish blond hair which matched his head. I, on the other
hand, had brownish-black hair with only a few on my chest.

I shifted my gaze back to the TV before he caught me looking. I
decided to go ahead with the plan, despite the butterflies in my
belly. 

I hit the play button on the VCR and the tape began to roll. I
turned up the volume a little, just so he would hear what was
going on. He did.

"Hey, fuck-face, I said turn that thing...." He had come out of
the kitchen and was standing right behind me when he noticed what
the program was.

"What the fuck?" He managed to get out.

"Interesting program, huh?" I said. Oh boy, I was asking for it.

"You fucking sneak." He was pissed.

"Calm down, Greg." I stood up.

"Give me that fucking tape." He walked over to the VCR and hit
the eject button. hen he had the tape in his hands he pulled it
out of the cartridge. Very satisfied with himself.

"I should bust your face." He stepped toward me. It was pretty
exciting to have this six-foot, solid, hunk of manflesh angry at
me. His nipples were standing out, he was so excited.

"I have other copies." I stopped him in his tracks.

"What?" He hesitated and I knew I had him.

"I have more copies of that. If you hurt me, I'll make sure it is
the first thing mom and dad see when they get back."

"Why?" He was still upset, but a lot more calm.

"Because, big brother, I have grown up hearing how wonderful you
and your friends were. I could never measure up, my friends could
never measure up, my grades never measured up."

"That wasn't my fault, Mark." Now he was trying to reason with
me. For the first time in my life, my big brother was bowing to
me.

"Yes it was, you ate it up. You made my life miserable. Every
time I complained about you , mom took your side. Remember the
time you and your friends took my clothes and left me at the
pool?"

"That was years ago." He said.

"Yeah, but I got in trouble for it because you told mom that it
was my fault."

"Yeah, that was rotten." He snickered, then caught himself.

"Now I have something to show them. To prove that you are no
saint."

"Please, Mark, don't show them that tape."

My brother was begging me. Instant erection.

"I won't if you cooperate." I said.

"Cooperate?" He asked.

"Yeah, if you do what I ask I will give you the tape."

"What do you want?" He was cautious now.

"I want you to degrade yourself infront of me. I want you to do
whatever I tell you. I want a slave for the rest of this
weekend."

"No way." He said, but I knew I had him.

"No problem, I'll show them the tape." I crossed my arms over my
chest confidently.

"You are bluffing." He tried.

"Nope." I said and turned to walk out of the room. He caught my
arm in his big hand and turned me to face him. He was pretty
shaken and I almost let up.

"Please. I am begging." He said.

"Don't worry, big brother, I will have you do anything that would
hurt you." I assured.

"Ok. It is a deal, but I get the tape."

"You get the tape and I get revenge." I said.

We actually shook hands on the deal and my cock was rock hard the
whole time.

"I'll be right back." I said, and headed up the steps.

I came back down with the camera in my hands, causing him some
concern.

"What is that for?"

"You are going to give me a little show."

"What kind of show?"

"I want you to strip, slowly, and then jack off."

"What are you a fag?" His voice had risen an octave.

"Yeah, so what?" I relished the look on his face.

"You suck dick?" He asked.

"Not yet, I haven't. So what, I saw you and your friends playing
grab-ass in the tape."

"That's different." He declared.

"Oh, really? It doesn't matter. I don't think Mom would think it
was any different if she saw the tape, do you?" I toyed with him.
I could tell that he was really upset by this and I did feel a
little sorry for him. It felt too good, at the moment, to let him
off the hook.

"Ok, what do you want me to do?" He asked.

"Just do a strip for me and then plant yourself on the couch and
jack that big bulge off for me.  When you shoot your load I want
you to take it on your fingers and lick it off."

"You are sick." He said.

"You will like it." I promised.

"Ok." he said, "let me know when you are ready."

I set the camera on a tripod as quickly as possible, turned on
the lights and the music and gave him the go-ahead. My stomach
did a flip when I watched my older brother, standing there in his
jeans, begin to dance to the music.

Greg's chest is very firm and his nipples were standing at
attention, already. He reached down and unfastened the top of his
jeans. The line of reddish-blond hair ran from his belly button
on down into the tops of the jeans. 

Slowly, he pulled the jeans open. The zipper inched down over the
bulge resting there. The sight of his white jockey's was almost
too much for me.

When the zipper was all the way down, he pulled the two sides
open, exposing the front of his jockey's. I could see the bulge
of his cock, straining the cotton material. The line of hair ran
down under the waistband. 

He stepped out of the jeans and turned his back to me. His firm
buns were encased in the brilliant white of his shorts. He pulled
the shorts down in the back, exposing his white buns. He let the
elastic snap back into place.

He turned toward me and I could see by the activity in his shorts
that this was not all that unpleasant for him.  He hooked his
fingers under the waistband of the shorts and began to slide them
slowly off.

The anticipation of seeing him naked was almost more than I could
take. He slid his shorts off and freed the biggest piece of man-
meat that I had ever seen.

His cock was perfectly shaped. It was already rock hard and
pulsing. His two balls were the size of jumbo eggs and hung low
below it. A drop of pre-cum was glistening on the slit.

He cupped his balls in his hand and began to squeeze them while
pulling on one of his nipples. He moved over to the couch and
reclined so that his legs were spread wide. 

From this position, the camera could catch everything. He spit on
his hand and began to message that swollen monster between his
legs. With his left hand he began to play with his asshole, as he
stroked.

He really put himself into it, whipping his cock with his fist.
His left hand moved up to his balls, which he pulled and twisted
as he jacked.

Suddenly, he arched his back, the head of his cock became flat
and broad and he shot his load up his chest. It pulsed out of him
in long jet spurts, landing in that matted hair of his chest.

Sweat glistened on him as he slowly reached up with his right
hand and collected his spunk on his fingers. He brought them up
to his mouth and, with only a second's hesitation, licked all his
man juice off.

He was still for a minute and then looked over to me with a
smile, "Is that what you wanted?" he asked. My own cock was
making quite a tent in my shorts by this time. It was begging for
attention.

I walked slowly over to my big brother, wondering what his mouth
would feel like on my cock. I pulled my shirt off and tossed in
away. I slid my Jams off and threw them over my shoulder. I
stopped when I was standing directly by his face.

"Eat me." I ordered. To my astonishment, he never paused or
complained. 

He reached up and pulled me to his mouth. The feel of his teeth
nibbling on the front of my briefs almost sent me off right
there. He nuzzled my swollen balls with his chin.

He pulled my shorts off and swallowed my rod in one quick motion.
I straddled his chest and began to fuck that warm, wet mouth. I
moves slowly, afraid to blow my load too quickly.

As I was pumping his mouth, my balls were slapping against his
chin. I could feel his hands massaging my ass-cheeks. He began to
pull them apart and I felt his fingers prodding my anus.

It only took me a few minutes to reach climax and I pulled out of
his mouth just in time. My load shot across his neck and chin and
chest, mixing with his own drying jism.

His strong hands pulled my ass towards him and he licked the head
of my cock clean. His tongue sliding over my swollen cock-head
sent me wild.

He pulled me down so that my body was laying right on top of his.
I could feel his hot, hard body under me. He wrapped his arms
around me and held tight. 

Our bodies were nipple to nipple and cock to cock. I could feel
that he was rock hard again and this made my own man meat swell. 

He looked into my face and smiled. "I love you, little brother."
he said.

He began to kiss my mouth, biting on my lip once. I found myself
kissing back and soon his tongue was in my mouth. We were making
passionate love and I could not believe it. Somewhere, somehow
and at sometime we went from rivals to lovers.

I moved my way down his chin and throat, cleaning up the spunk
that was left. I then made my way down to his nipples and began
to lick and bite on them, they got hard in my mouth. He groaned.

I moved down his muscular torso and closed in on the hard cock
waiting for me.  I circled the head of his cock with my tongue,
savoring the taste of my "big" brother. 

I closed my mouth over his cock and began to give him a sucking.
His strong hands closed over my head and he ran his fingers
through my hair as I sucked. He began to pump those powerful
hips.

We rolled over so that he was on top of me, fucking my mouth. His
heavy balls were slapping my face with each thrust of that mighty
tool. I could not swallow his whole cock to the base, it was too
big for my mouth.

Suddenly, he pulled out of my mouth and shot his hot load all
over my waiting face. Drops of his hot love juice landed on my
extended tongue. The salty taste was the best breakfast I had
ever had.

"Is that what you had in mind, Mark?" He breathed as he rolled
off me.

I smiled up at him and agreed, "Yeah, sort of."

Greg's chest hair was all matted with cum and sweat and he looked
down at himself and smiled, "I am going to grab a shower."

"No problem," I answered. He turned and headed up the steps,
stopping at the top.

"Do I get the tape now?" He hollered down.

"Nope, I said the rest of this weekend." I answered.

"This might be a long weekend." He answered and I heard the
shower come on.

I made my  way over to the camcorder and shut it off. This was
some tape, much better than I had ever hoped for. I picked our
clothes up off the floor and carried them over to the laundry
shoot and threw them in. 

Greg was done with his shower by then so I decided I had better
grab one too. He was coming out of the bathroom door as I was
going in. My big brother was one sexy sun of a bitch, standing
there dripping wet from the shower with only a towel wrapped
around his waist.

He smiled at me as we passed and he grabbed my bare ass on the
way in to the shower. "I can't wait to see what's next." He said.
This sent a shudder through me. This was going to be a long
weekend after all.

I took a long, hot shower. The water gave my body a cleansing and
my mind time to think this out. The dick-head that I spent my
whole life hating was turning into my lover in one quick motion.
Greg had always been a jock and very anti-gay in his speech and
attitude. I found this turn-around to be a little unsettling.
Perhaps he was setting me up for something? I would have to be
careful.

By the time I finished with the shower, Greg had fallen asleep on
his bed. His steady, rhythmical snoring that had always bothered
me before now brought a smile to my face.

I got dressed and settled myself in for cleaning up the dining
room and kitchen. This did not take as long as I thought it would
and I was able to use the time to think out my next move. 

By the time Greg got up it was afternoon and the sun was hot. I
was out in the back by the pool, soaking up some rays. He walked
out onto the patio wearing his cut-offs.

"Hey maggot," his pet name for me, "Am I free for this afternoon,
or do you have other plans for me?"

I smiled up at him and dropped my mirrored sunglasses so that he
could see my eyes. I hoisted up my glass of Rum and Coke for him
to see and then let him have part two of my plan.

"I thought maybe you would like to have a pool party today. It is
such a beautiful day."

"Pool Party?" He asked, the smile widened a little.

"Yeah, I though maybe you would like to invite some of your
friends from last night over for a skinny dip party."

"They will want women." He said.

"I think we can get around that." I said.

"I really wouldn't want to involve them in this, but, what is
your plan?" He asked, almost mockingly.

"Suppose they come over and your little brother is your slave for
the weekend. We tell them that I am YOUR slave, OK?"

"Ok, go on." He said.

"Then you get them high and talking about sex. Order me to give
you a blow job. The rest will be history."

"You are pretty damned devious, little brother." He laughed.

"It will work." I finished.



"Of course, you will have the camera running from a discrete
position?" He teased.

"Of course." I answered.

"What if they don't play along? Or worse yet, what if the
reputation that I am a fag gets out?"

"Not to worry. We will just make sure that they are high and or
drunk before we get going."

"You are a fag." He said.

"From what I saw this morning, you don't mind." I answered.

He shook his head to the side and walked back into the house.
Yes, another victory. If my plan went on schedule I would have a
whole back yard full of naked, horny, hard-bodied men. If my plan
failed, my brother and I wouldn't be worth a plug nickel. I could
give my heart to heaven because my ass would be dead. Greg would
kill me if his friends didn't play along.

I left the house to do some shopping. Greg was on the phone to
one of his friends, inviting him over for the pool party tonight. 
I wanted to make sure there was plenty of snacks for tonight and
I was supposed to meet some friends at the mall.

I got home at about six and Greg was wearing his trunks. He
helped me get the stuff into the house and then get it ready for
the party.

"Steve, Mike, John and Sam are coming for sure, David might make
it." He told me.

David was the icing on the cake. I had a crush on him for many
years. David had shoulder-length black hair, deep blue eyes, a
moustache and muscles on his muscles. He never went anywhere
without a batch of women drooling behind him.  Just seeing him
with his shirt off was enough to give me jack off material for a
week.

Steve, Mike, John and Sam were the men that were there the night
before.  They always treated me as insignificant, pretty much not
even acknowledging my existence. This was going to be a night to
remember.

I was just finishing up the last of the details when the door
opened and in walked his friends together. They were all wearing
shorts and tank tops, the kind all jocks wear.

I had changed into my trunks to be ready for the action.  I began
my role as servant to Greg. We didn't say anything at all and
they did not seem to notice.  My only disappointment was that
David was not there.

Things moved along well, the men consumed mass quantities of the
food I had prepared while lounging by the pool with the stereo
full tilt. They had all changed into their trunks after they got
settled.  

I made sure their glasses never emptied and their every whim was
fulfilled.  Greg was smirking at me the whole time and it sort of
pissed me off. He was really playing this for all it was worth,
and He was supposed to be MY slave for the weekend?  Suddenly, my
plan did not seem to be such a good idea.

They were getting pretty "happy" now, after several rounds of
drinks and beers and I was beginning to think the whole thing was
going to be a bust. Greg, to my ultimate surprise, saved the
party.

His glass had emptied and I brought him a fresh drink. I handed
it to him when he said, loudly enough for everyone to hear over
the music, "My left ball itches, scratch it."

"What." I said. My back was to the other men, so I allowed myself
a little smile which Greg half-winked back to.

"You know the deal, faggot. You are my slave for the rest of the
weekend. Or Else." He said and then spread his legs. "Now scratch
it."

I heard a couple of the guys make a crack about kicking Greg's
balls. I really amazed them when I obediently knelt down and
scratched his balls.

"Is that ok?" I asked.

"Is that OK, MASTER." He corrected.

"Is that OK MASTER." I spit it out as if the words were
distasteful in my mouth and then got up and went into the house.
I had the camcorder set up in the dining room, which overlooks
the pool. It was well-hidden and out of the way. I flipped it on.

I could hear the conversation after I went in, I smiled.

"What the fuck was that all about dude?" Sam asked.

Greg played it up to the hilt. I could not believe that my
straight-arrow brother was capable of so many lies and making
them sound so convincing.

"Well, I caught the little fag with two of his friends."

"Caught them?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, he was jacking the one's cock while the other little fag
was sucking his."

"Mark's a fag?"John asked.

"Naw, just kid stuff. Remember how horny we used to be?"

"Yeah, I still remember the time Steve let us fuck his ass with
that dildo you stole from your sister, John." Sam added.

"Anyway," Greg continued, "I videotaped the whole thing and when
his little friends left I showed him the tape. I told him that
Mom and Dad were going to have a big surprise when they get
home."

"I'll bet he was shitting." Mike said.

"You know it," Greg answered, " But I told him that if he was my
slave for the rest of the weekend, I would give him the tape."

"He agreed to that?" John asked.

"Hell yes, he didn't have much choice." Greg said.




"Are you really going to give him the tape?" Steve asked.

"Are you kidding? I like having my own personal slave." Greg was
really into this story now.

"He will do anything you tell him?" Sam asked.

"Oh yeah. He has to. If Mom and Dad ever saw this they would
throw him out. No College, No Car, No Money."

"I'll bet there are things he will refuse to do." Steve
challenged. "I'll bet there isn't." Greg accepted.

"I'll bet he wont suck your dick or something like that." Steve
continued.

"I'll bet you $100 bucks." Greg challenged.

"I'll take that bet." Steve accepted.

This is what I was waiting for. I walked out onto the patio with
a bowl of chips in my hand. This was perfect!

"Mark, get your ass over here." Greg ordered

The other men had pulled in closer to get a look at the possible
action that was maybe going to take place.  I walked over to Greg
and set the chips down on the table near him.

"Get on your knees and suck my cock." He ordered.

"No way." I countered and I could hear Steve chuckle.

"Video." Greg said to me.

"Come on, man, please don't make me do this."

"Don't beg, suck."He was very stern, it was a turn on.

"Not with all your friends here." I begged.

"Get on your knees and suck. I am in need. What's the matter? You
could play with that little thing your friend had. Does this
piece of man meat scare you? I will show the tape as soon as they
are in the door. Now Suck."

Without a word I dropped to my knees next to his chaise. The
other men were instantly gathered around. Steve was right
opposite me as I hesitated to continue.

Greg, smiling smugly at Steve, spread his legs open to give me
access.

"Tell him to Fuck Off." Steve encouraged. 

I looked up, and with my best sorrow look said, "I can't."

I reached down and took the tops of Greg's trunks in my fingers.

"He's going to do it." It was Sam, his voice thick with
anticipation and excitement.





I slid the trunks off my brother and tossed them behind me. I
bent down and slid the cock into my mouth and began to give him a
blow job. 

The excitement was in the air, I could feel them all getting
turned on  by this performance. Steve was obviously pissed off
about losing his money, but the others were into this.

"Suck that cock." John called.

"At least make him suck my cock," Steve pouted from the chair
next to Greg's, "I should get something for my hundred bucks."

"Quite right." Greg said, "Mark, suck Steve's cock please."

Now we were getting to the meat of the issue, so to speak. I
stood up and walked over to Steve, who looked up at me and
smiled. The front of his trunks was standing up like a tent.  

Steve was a little shorter than my brother, with black hair that
covered his entire body. He had enough hair to be a small grizzly
bear.  His nipples, poking out of the fur, were already hard in
anticipation.

I pulled his trunks off and freed his cock. He was smaller than
me.  His cock was swollen, it's head was purple with the blood.
It was nestled in a furry patch which made it appear smaller than
it really was. 

I bent down and licked the shaft. His body tensed for the contact
of my tongue and then I felt him relax. I closed my mouth over
the wide head of his man tool and swirled my tongue over it's
top. I licked at the piss-slit and could taste his salty pre-
come.

Greg and the others were gathered around as I began to suck on
Steve's cock. Mike, I noticed had already shed his trunks and was
standing next to Steve's belly. I reached over and stroked his
cock, he groaned.

Mike was very smooth, only a small amount of hair under his arms
and around his cock. His two balls hung very low below his
swinging dick.

Sam and John were behind me and Greg was standing by Steve's
head. I watched as my brother lowered his balls until they were
hanging over Steve's face. Steve reached up and began to lick the
heavy sack.

In a quick move, Greg swiveled around and was straddling Steve's
chest.  He plunged his cock into Steve's mouth and began to fuck
his face.

I felt two hands reach around and pull my trunks off of me. I
felt my ass cheeks pulled apart, gently. I was really surprised
when I felt a tongue on my ass hole.

Sam came around to the front to stand next to Mike. John was
eating my ass out!  Sam, naked also, reached over and began to
pull on Mike's nipples. 

Mike turned toward Sam and took his cock and balls in his huge
hand and began to pull them. Sam bent down and began to bite on
Mike's nipples.



I watched the sweat trickle down my brother's back. His balls
were slapping Steve's chin with each thrust.  He was getting
ready to blow his load.

I could feel Steve tense up as his own cock was getting ready to
shoot. I eased up on my tongue action to hold him back, he
groaned loudly.

John's tongue was sliding in and out of my ass, I could feel his
hands on my cheeks. He reached around and began to stroke my own
cock, which was feeling pretty neglected by now.

Sam slid down Mike's smooth belly and began to suck on that full
cock while jacking his own meat.  Mike laid his head back and
began to fuck Sam's mouth with powerful strokes. He drove his
cock deep into Sam's hot, inviting throat.

With a jerk, Steve's cock shot a huge load of spunk high into the
air. It splattered on my brother's back and began to run down,
mixing with the sweat. At the instant that Greg felt the spunk
hit his back he tensed up, pulling out of Steve's hungry mouth.
He shot his load all over Steve's face.

This was enough to send Mike over the edge. His cum arched across
Steve's body and landed in my face. My own cock let loose with a
torrent of hot man juice. 

I turned in time to watch John shoot his own load up his bare
chest. That was when I noticed that the red hair he had on his
head was also under his arms, on his chest and around his un-cut
cock. I had never seen a man with red hair naked before, this was
a real turn-on.

Sam shot his own load into his cupped hands and then licked his
hands clean of his jism. We were all spent, there by the pool. It
is no wonder that none of us heard the visitor approach.

Greg had just slid off of Steve and dove into the pool with a
splash. Mike and Sam collapsed on the chairs, John was still
laying on the ground and Steve was on the chaise when a loud
laughing made us all turn to the doorway.

There stood David, leaning against the door jam, watching us all.
He was laughing at our expense. It did not matter to me, all I
could do was stare at that beautiful body.

The sun was just starting to set and it's red glow was on his
firm body. He was wearing bikini trunks, which showed every
muscle ripple of his ass cheeks as he shifted his weight. Most
impressive, to me, however was that beautiful black hair that
covered his chest and moved down into the tops of his trunks. The
trunks were an off-white and we could see his cock through the
material. His black bush was clear through the material.

His arms were folded across his massive muscular chest and they
rose and fell with his laughter. The huge cock, laying in his
trunks, showed that he was at least a bit turned on by what he
had been watching.

I wondered, briefly, just how long he had been watching. It
didn't really matter, I guess.  I figured that this was my one
chance at getting at that hunk of flesh.




I stood up and headed toward him. He stood there, passively,
watching me approach. I was either going to get to suck on that
horse cock or I was going to get plowed into next week.

The rest of the men were frozen in their spots, except Greg, who
climbed out of the pool and dried himself with a towel. Every eye
was on me as I walked up to David.

His brown eyes were locked in mine and suddenly, as I got within
a foot of him I say the slightest bit of doubt creep into them.
Without a word I knelt infront of him.

Here it comes, the massive crack to the side of my head, the kind
that loosens teeth. Nothing happened.

I looked up into his eyes and felt an electric charge connect
between us.  I slipped those trunks off and released his massive
meat. 

He was not cut, the foreskin was still covering about half of his
cock-head. I reached up and pulled it out, sticking my tongue
into the opening. I began to nibble on the foreskin.

David pulled me up off the ground and held me in those massive
arms. I could feel his cock pulsing against my stomach as my own
cock sprang back to life.

"It's been a long time since I've been with another man. I want
to fuck your tight ass." He said in a low, voice husky with his
desire. 

We moved over to a chaise and he gently laid me down. He turned
to the rest of the men and bellowed an order, "One of you lame
assholes get over here and lube up my cock and this man's asshole
for me."

I couldn't believe my eyes when my big brother, Greg, came
walking over and dropped to his knees infront of David.  He
slobbered up David's cock and then moved to my asshole.

My mind was blown when I felt my brother's hot tongue poking into
my ass. This was more than I had ever anticipated. The rest of
the men had gathered around us to watch the show.

David pushed Greg out of the way and he lowered himself into
position to spear me. His cock felt enormous against my tight
ass. I looked up and said,"Please be gentle."

He smiled down and me and slowly slid in. I felt like I was
tearing in two. Greg was standing over me, asking if I was ok. I
nodded yes, it hurt too much to talk. It seemed to take forever
for him to get all the way in, he just stayed like that for a
while.  

Greg placed his cock in my mouth and David began to slowly fuck
my tender hole. I was stuffed, literally, with man meat. It was
great.

I could see Greg's huge muscles in front of me and David's huge
form at my rear.  I was surrounded by firm man-meat. Mike and
John were on the other couch being serviced by Steve and Sam. I
could just make out the bodies over there. I knew I would be able
to get a good look from the video tapes that were being made.






David began to really plow into me as his excitement increased.
Greg was busy fucking my face and kissing David over me. It was a
wild scene. David and Greg had a hold of each other by the
nipples, twisting and pulling. 

Suddenly David and Greg pulled out of me at the same time and
exploded all over me. I had come flying down on me from both
directions.  

My own cock needed attention and this was supplied by David. He
reached down with his strong hands and began to jack me off. I
blew off in only a minute or two.

The three of us smiled at each other and then turned our
attention to the others, who were very busy on their own. Mike
was fucking Sam and John was fucking Steve. From the look of it,
they were really pounding the hell out of the two assholes turned
toward them. They were side by side in the dog position. It was a
pretty wild scene.

I figured that the party would be breaking up pretty soon, was I
ever wrong.  Everyone was tired and exhausted. Naturally, we all
headed for the pool to clean up and cool down.  It looked like a
tidal wave when we all hit the water.

David, Greg and I pretty much stayed to ourselves, even in the
pool. I was really surprised to find out that David was very much
like me. Confused, a little, about his desires for another man.
He had been keeping these feelings in for a long time, though he
had fooled around with other men.

I learned that Greg was not such a butt-head either.  That he,
also, had experiences with other men and enjoyed them.  I found
out that my brother was really a pretty cool individual.

The sun had set and we had the pool lights on by this time.  We
were all relaxed and just kind of lazy by the pool. It was one of
those beautiful nights with a thousand stars and warm gentle
breezes blowing. 

I had long-ago turned off the video camera. I had a couple of
hours of the hottest footage around, and I could not wait to view
it again and again. Only Greg knew that I was video taping the
day and I did not see a reason to tell anyone else.

As far as they knew, this was all still Greg blackmailing me. 
The only one who, I think, knew that things were not what we said
was David.

The stereo was pumping out some nice, cool jams and we were
chilling. I could still feel a sexual tension in the night
breezes and I knew something else was going to happen. It blew my
circuits when I found out what it would be.

Sam and John were the ones to get the ball rolling, so to speak.
They decided to head home. They were roomies in an apartment.
They dressed in a hurry and said the good-bye and thank you
quickly. We made some jokes about them picking up where we had
left off.

"So what would be new?" Sam said as they went out the door.

Steve then made a big error in judgement. He opened his mouth and
put his cock in it so to speak.  As I told you, David and I had
gotten to know each other pretty well. We had a lot in common,
and 

we were having a good conversation.  Greg and I had come to a
pretty good understanding too. This was, so far, the best night
of my life. Sort of a graduation and birthday present rolled into
one.

"Hey fag, get your ass over here, let a man fuck you." He said. 
Mike, who was sitting next to him, got up and walked over to the
bar.

The scowls on David and Greg's faces told the rest of the story
plain enough.

"What makes you a man?" David asked.

Steve was still drunk enough that he decided to answer in a flip
way, "Look at all this body hair, man. Look at my muscles."

"Body hair?" Greg asked.

"You think that makes you a man?" David asked.

The tone on the voice was enough to bring Steve around, "I didn't
mean anything. I thought he was your slave." Steve was talking to
Greg but his eyes were on David.

"That's right, and I'm the only one who can talk to him like
that, not you. Who are you calling a fag anyway?" Greg was
PISSED.

"I didn't mean to ..." Steve started.

Greg and David had been moving slowly closer to him and he had
been stepping back. He was now against the pool wall. Greg and
David looked at each other and smiled a very sadistic smile. Mike
was trying to look inconspicuous over by the bar, but he had his
eyes glued on the action.

"You thinking what I am thinking?" David asked.

"Yep." Greg answered. 

With that they each took Steve by an arm. He decided to fight,
but it was no use. I ran for the camcorder. To see all that naked
muscle straining was just something that had to be on video.

Together, David and Greg were able to subdue Steve with not much
effort. I thought they were going to beat the shit out of him and
so did Mike. He was trying to talk sense into David and Greg.

"Come on, men, let him up." Mike was saying.

"Don't get into this." David warned.

"Yeah, we aren't going to beat the little fuck up." Greg assured.

"Let me go." Steve's struggles were impotent at that point.

"Let me go!" David mimicked him, "you little baby."

"Little babies don't have all that hair." Greg said.

"Shit, we can fix THAT." David assured.

"What the FUCK are you doing to me?" Steve was scared now.

"Why nothing, yet. But we will. FAG!" Greg spit these words out.


My brother was actually angry, I could not figure this out.  All
my life he spent it calling me names and treating me like shit.
Now, when someone else did it, he was really pissed off. Go
figure.

David was sitting on Steve and Greg got up and headed into the
house. Steve struggled and almost tipped David off of him.

"Give David a hand." Greg ordered Mike before he vanished into
the house.  Mike was at David's side instantly, helping to hold
Steve down.

"Help me, Mike. Jesus!" Steve was really scared now. He was
begging for help.

Mike smiled down at his friend and said, "I told you to watch
your mouth."

"Fuck you all." Steve spit out. "Get me out of this, you
little.."

David reached down and grabbed Steve's balls and gave them a good
pull, "Watch your mouth.!" This was enough to convince Steve to
keep quiet.

Greg was back out in a few minutes with some rope from the
basement and a towel rolled around something. I could not tell
what this was all leading to but I knew it was exciting.

I got the camera into position as the three of them moved Steve
over to the fence and tied him spread-eagle to the gate posts. It
was pretty intense at this point. Mike, Greg, David and I were
hard as rocks. Steve was a little too scared for that. 

Greg brought the rolled towel over and David took Steve's face
and held it so that he had a good look at what was in there. Greg
unrolled the towel slowly and in there lay Greg's groomsman
electric trimmer, a razor, and a can of shaving cream.

"NO WAY!" Steve was almost hysterical.

"Yes way and if you keep screaming, I'll gag ya." David said,
very matter-of-factly.

"Come on! I work out at the gym. My girlfriend...How will I
explain?" Steve was begging.

"Tell her you got a big mouth. Tell her you wanted to give her a
little baby. I don't give a fuck." David said, with a grisly
smile.

Greg picked up the groomsman and started at Steve's neck and
began to work his way down to Steve's belly.  It cut a wide patch
between Steve's breasts. He tried to squirm away.

"I would hold still if I were you." Greg advised.

"HELP!!" Steve opened his lungs and let out the bellow. In an
instant he had a swatch of duct tape across his mouth. David
smiled.

They really went to work on him. First, his chest was cleared,
while twisting his nipples.  Then they moved to his arm pits and
cleared them of the hair in a matter of seconds. They were really
getting turned on by this now. 

Greg had the groomsman and busy working on Steve's legs, which
were getting bare quickly. David was shaving Steve's armpits and
chest and Mike was busy washing off the cream.

Greg stopped before cutting the bush around Steve's cock long
enough for everyone to admire the new smooth Steve. He had me get
a close-up of Steve's body from top to bottom.

He went to work on Steve's cock area, cleaning it out in only a
few shaves.  He took the balls and cock in his hands and pulled
them up to get underneath them.

Steve's cock was swollen hard by the time David got down there
with the shaving cream. It was one of the most sensual things I
have ever seen. David lathered up the area and stroked the cock a
couple of times with the cream.  

He shaved Steve very gently, but quickly. Soon, Mike was down
there cleaning up the area. To see Steve with no hair on his body
was a real turn-on. His cock looked bigger, more swollen.

Greg took the gag off his mouth and said,"Now you look like the
baby that you are." He ran his hands along Steve's chest and
squeezed a tit. "My, smooth enough to be a bitch."

"Let me see." David said, running his hand along Steve's thigh
and letting out a whistle. 

Steve was not struggling to get free anymore and this is probably
what made David do what he did next.  He stood up and grabbed
Steve's ball sack in his fist and twisted. He dropped them and
let them hang free.

"Should we let him down now?" David asked me.

"Yeah, why not." I answered.

Greg smiled at me, "You always were too nice. No, let's keep him
up there for a while."

Steve looked up at him and said, "Come on, let me down. I'll suck
your dick."

Greg smiled back and said, "You'll suck it anyway, if I tell you
to. I think we should have a little fun before we cut you down."

Mike, who had been running his hand across Steve's armpit, said,
"I think we should make the little fuck sweat before we let him
off the hook."

Mike and Greg turned and went into the house while I set the
camera up on the tripod. I walked over to Steve and ran my hands
across his smooth skin. It felt soft and smooth, like a woman's.
My cock was rock hard, like Steve's. I ran my tongue around his
smooth pubic area and down onto the ball sack. It, also, was
smooth and silky feeling.

I began to lick the sensitive head of his cock, he shivered with
each touch of my tongue. I swirled my mouth over the tip and
tickled the underside. He moaned.

Mike and Greg came out of the house just in time to watch Steve
blow his load across the patio. His cum shot in an arch over my
shoulder and landed in little puddles on the patio. It glistened
in the light of the spots that Greg had turned on.

They placed a pile of items on the patio in front of Steve.  Mike
walked up to his friend and applied a clothespin on each of
Steve's nipples. They were the old wooden clamp-type and they
pinched good and tight, Steve yelled out.

For his contribution, David took a rawhide shoe lace and tied it
around Steve's cock and balls. The balls were tied so tightly
that they stood out from his body. This brought a whimper from
Steve.

"Does that feel good, to have your dick all tied up and your tits
pinched?" Greg asked while lighting a candle.

"NO!" Steve yelled as Greg approached with the lighted candle.

He held the candle over Steve's swollen balls and let the wax
drip down a drop at a time. Each drop caused Steve to jerk
against his ropes, moaning.

Greg blew the candle out and turned back to the pile, while Mike
stepped up with a huge cock-shaped dildo. "Remember this Steve?"
Mike asked with a teasing sound in his voice.

Steve's eyes grew wide as David pulled his legs up and tied them
up so that he was hanging with his ass open.  Mike worked a
little vaseline onto the dildo. Greg placed a mirror on the
ground, under Steve's ass so that we could see the action.

Mike put the fat head of the hard dildo against Steve's exposed
anus and slid it home in one quick move. We watched as the
puckered asshole opened wide to let the hard rubber cock in.

Mike fucked that dildo in and out of Steve's tight ass until Greg
couldn't take it any more and moved himself into position. He
rammed his cock home into Steve's abused asshole.

Mike got down and began to eat at Greg's ass as Greg fucked
Steve. David and I moved over to the chaise and began our own
action. 

We watched from the chaise as Greg pounded into Steve and Mike
ate into Greg. My brother was grudge-fucking his friend, pounding
him for all he was worth. We could hear the skin slapping over
the music.

Suddenly Greg pulled out of Steve and shot his load into the air.
Mike, David and I , who were all jacking off, shot at the same
time. It was an explosion of cum.

We did let Steve down, after that. We ended up spending the rest
of the night fucking around. The pool party turned into a weekend
sleep-over.

David and I became room-mates after that weekend. It is still
working out very well and we have frequent visits from my big
brother and some of his friends. Steve still gets shaven by us on
occasion, though we don't have to tie him up. His girlfriend
turned out to be pretty kinky herself. She sits in on some of the
sessions with Steve, making sure we punish him correctly.