Date: Wed, 9 May 2012 00:37:56 -0400
From: A Le <writera.le@gmail.com>
Subject: My Older Brother Part 5

This is an incest story about two brothers. There is a lot of story to it
so if you're looking for a quick sex story; this is not the story for
you. But if you like a good story with hot steamy sex, this is the story
for you. Enjoy!

It was hard for me to have days off, but I finally managed to get an entire
week free, and I was elated! A whole week where I didn't have to worry
about what was going on at the hospital, and I was going to enjoy every
minute of it!

Of course, Ryan had plans for me, and my first night of vacation I woke up
to my brother in bed with me. His hands were rough, rolling me onto my
stomach, not even giving me a chance to wake up. He seemed excited, overly
excited, and that in turn made me excited. I felt my cock swell almost
instantly, and I made a soft noise, shifting on the bed. "Daddy?"

He wasn't doing much talking though, instead he was grabbing my hands,
yanking them over my head, and he bound my wrists together tightly with a
piece of what felt like nylon rope. I let out a breath, trying to calm
down, and just breathe. But he'd never been so rough with me like this at
night; it was a little frightening, too.

"Daddy? Please?  What's going on, tell me." But my words seemed to fall on
deaf ears. My hands were tied to the headboard then, and I was on my
stomach still. I felt him yanking all of the blankets off the bed, and he
ripped my diaper off, leaving me naked there. Soon I felt strong hands
roaming over my body, touching me everywhere.

The touches felt good, but they were rough, too eager, and I squirmed a
little. It was so dark in m y room I couldn't really see much, just the big
hulking shadow of my brother next to me on the bed. Just as I was starting
to relax a little, I felt the lash of leather across my ass. It was a
quick, hard sting that left me a little breathless. "Ohhh fuck." I
whimpered, and then another came, and another. And soon he was whipping me
with his leather belt, hard lashes that had my flesh burning within
minutes.

The harder he whipped me, the more I cried out, and the more my body
squirmed. I was soon straining against those ropes, pulling on my arms, my
body trembling from the belting I was getting. Ryan's arm was so strong,
and every blow came as hard as he could, until I felt like my ass was on
fire! I wasn't going to be able to sit for days after this!

But that seemed to be his plan. After my ass was thoroughly beaten with the
belt, I felt him lean down, whispering into my ear, "How does that feel
little boy? Hmm? I'm going to keep your ass nice and red for the next
week." He promised me, and then I felt the bed shift as he got up.

I was breathing so hard, a fine sheen of sweat over my body. I thought he
was going to fuck me now, but instead, I heard the door open and shut, and
he left me like that, tied to my headboard by my wrists, on my stomach,
with my ass on fire.

I didn't sleep really well that night, and when morning came I had to piss
so badly. I held it as long as I could. I called out for Ryan several
times. But he didn't come. And I finally couldn't hold it anymore. I felt
my bladder give way and I pissed the bed beneath me. After I'd pissed, I
lay there feeling ashamed, embarrassed even. But what was I supposed to do?

The morning passed while I lay there and finally, I heard the door
open. Ryan came over and looked down at me. He smirked, seeing the mess I'd
made. "Couldn't hold it hm? That's why little boys wear diapers. What a
mess you've made." He scolded me, and that made me even more embarrassed.

"I'm sorry Daddy." I whispered, and then I heard him taking his belt off
again. I started to squirm almost instantly. My ass was still sore from
last night. "I'm sorry!" I cried it again, but it was too late.

"Little boys need to be punished when they make messes. How else will you
learn?" He didn't care at all that he was the one that had removed my
diaper, that he was the one that had left me tied here all morning
long. None of that mattered. I'd made a mess and now I had to pay for it.

Soon that leather belt was once again beating my ass. The strokes were
hard, and they stung even worse this time than the last, as the blows came
over already formed bruises. I was soon screaming and jerking against those
ropes on my wrists. I screamed for him to stop, "daddy please no more, no
more!"

But he didn't seem to care. Only when he felt that it was enough, did he
stop. I barely had time to catch my breath at all after the beating, when I
felt a hot stream hitting my back. I smelled it, knowing that Ryan was
pissing on me now. That stream moved up my back, to my head, and I started
struggling even more. "Please daddy, please don't. Please!" I couldn't
believe he was pissing on me like this. He'd just beat my ass and was now
pissing all over my face. I tried to turn my head but he grabbed my hair
and forced me to take that hot piss all over my face. It went in my mouth,
up my nose, burned my eyes. I sputtered, gagging, and coughing, but he
emptied himself on me.

When he was done pissing on me he dropped my head and leaned down, looking
at me. "This is going to be a long week for you little boy. So far you've
had it easy here; I've been gentle with you because I love you so much. But
this week you're going to learn what it really means to belong to me. Got
it?"

"Yes daddy." I whimpered, no idea what the week was going to bring, but I
was nervous, and excited all at the same time.

He smiled at my tear and piss streaked face. "Good little boy."

With that, daddy got up and left the room again. I thought he'd be back to
clean me up, but it didn't happen that way. The minutes turned into hours
and I was left lying in the piss soaked bed, with my ass on fire, bruised
and swollen.

When the door opened again, I was dozing. I jerked awake though, when I
felt a heavy hand smack against my ass cheeks. "Wake up boy." It wasn't
Ryan, it was that man again, Terry. He'd been one of the men that had
shoved a metal rod down my piss hole and shocked me with electricity. I
whimpered, turning my head toward him.

I could see his smile as he stared down at me. "Look at you piss boy." I
whimpered again because I remembered what he'd done to me before, and I
knew he was one of my daddy's best friends. Daddy would let him do anything
he wanted to me.

Apparently Terry knew that, because he produced a large wooden paddle in
his hand. He showed it to me with a grin, and when I cried out, shaking my
head quickly, he didn't even hesitate. Soon enough that hard wooden paddle
was smacking down against my ass, and I was screaming in agony. Oh it hurt
so badly! Every blow burned, and it made me ache so badly all over. My ass
was bruised, and so sore.

Yet this time, while he was paddling me, his hand reached down and started
to stroke my cock. This was torture, because my cock got so hard, and was
throbbing, but that paddling hurt so bad! Terry kept jerking me off though,
not stopping. The quicker he jerked me off the harder and faster those
blows from the paddle came until I was screaming and writhing against the
bed.

Suddenly I felt my balls tighten up and I was cumming! I was cumming so
hard, so much cum exploded out of me, and while I came, Terry paddled me as
hard as he could, paddled me right through that orgasm. It was the most
intense feeling to have while cumming at the same time.

After I came, Terry stopped paddling me. I was panting heavily, my body
flushed red, my ass nearly purple from the beatings. Before I could even
calm down from that, I felt a warm stream again, and I realized Terry was
pissing on me. Now I'd swallowed Ryan's piss a few times, but this was a
stranger! And I started to squirm against the bed. But he kept pissing, all
over me, just like Ryan had done. He pissed in my face, and he even pissed
all over my ass. When he was done, he left the room, shutting the door
behind him.

This torture went on for what felt like forever but only turned out to be
about 12 hours. Terry and Ryan took turns coming in to the room. They would
spank me with the paddle, with a belt, with their hand, with a wooden
spoon, and while they spanked me they would jerk me off until I came. Then
they would piss on me, and leave me there lying in the ever growing mess.

When my room had grown dark because the sun had set, Ryan came in again. I
was bracing myself, and crying already. "Please daddy please no
more. Please." I begged him. My ass couldn't take any more, my cock was
weak from all of the jerking off they were forcing on me. But he just
laughed. "This is just the beginning little boy, there is a lot more to
come."

His words made me start crying, but before I could get into a good cry, I
felt that paddle. It smacked my ass once. And my cock swelled instantly. It
smacked my ass a second time, and I felt my cock spill pre cum. I couldn't
believe how hard I was, but more than that, all I could feel was the pain
on my ass. That paddle smacked my ass three, four, maybe five more times,
and I came hard with a loud cry, without Ryan even touching my cock. I shot
out hot seed against the bed, and lay there panting when it was over.

Ryan was grinning though, very pleased with that. "Mmm good progress little
boy. Look how quickly you came just from being paddled. That's a good boy."
He praised me, and then I felt him untying my hands finally. My arms had
gone numb a long time ago, and Ryan picked me up, covered in piss from the
entire day, and he carried me into the bathroom. He lowered me down into
the tub, and turned the water on. Soon he was washing me, and I just lay
there, so out of it.

Once I was clean, I was taken downstairs and given a bottle of warm milk
and a bowl of mashed bananas. I ate it all slowly, looking at daddy and
Terry there watching me. I didn't know what else they had planned, but I
could tell they had it all worked out.

Once my food was gone, I was almost asleep. I couldn't keep my eyes open; I
was so worn out from the day. Ryan came over to me and picked me up,
carried me back upstairs, but instead of to my room he took me down the
hall to another room. A guest room. He lay me on my belly on the bed, and
rubbed some kind of soothing cream over my ass. It helped so much. The burn
faded and the ache almost disappeared completely.

I fell asleep within minutes. Little did I know that my first day of
vacation was my easiest day.

Comments welcome. Part 6 coming soon.