Date: Sun, 5 Apr 2009 17:22:34 +0100
From: Ashley Miller <mryouknowwho2008@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Sexy Older Brother Chapter 2

Disclaimer: The characters in this story are purely fictional and do not
represent any person in real life.

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objective opinion. This is just the first chapter so more will come if I
get ideas for future chapters. Feedback can be e-mailed to
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Sexy Older Bro -- Chapter 2


I woke up and looked around my bedroom, everything looked normal. The same
TV, same stereo, laptop, everything was the same. Well, not quite
everything. I knew something was different and I knew what it was because I
was part of the reason this room was now off limits to most people apart
from me and Sam. This was because I had his kinky bag of sex toys in my
wardrobe and I managed to steal a pair of his dirty boxers when he was out
one day. Every chance I got I would reach under my bed and pull out those
dirty boxers, inhaling the scent and remembering the night when I'd sucked
his cock and rimmed his ass, it was amazing. It hadn't happened since then
but Sam had definitely given hints that it was going to happen soon, he
kept looking at me differently. I wasn't his brother anymore, it felt more
like he was a master or a teacher and I was the student or...slave? It
didn't feel right saying I was my brothers slave but I suppose that's what
it came to, I'd do anything he told me to.

"Jake, are you ready yet?" My dad called up the stairs, I was about to
shout down that I would be ready soon when Sam appeared in my doorway. He
put his finger to his lips to tell me to be silent and then took a quick
look behind him.

"You're ill and can't go out today. Hold this on your forehead and when dad
checks your temperature he'll think you're actually ill." Sam whispered to
me before throwing me a heated up piece of cloth. "When dad's gone then
we'll have some fun." I wasn't going to protest that, I'd been dying for my
second time with Sam for long enough.

"I'm ill dad! I don't think I'm going to be able to go out today."

"You were fine yesterday." I heard the voice reply from downstairs.

"It might be a 24 hour thing, I think it's best if I don't do anything to
make it worse. I'm just going to rest today." Soon enough my dad appeared
in my doorway. I dreaded him coming into my room, even to judge whether I
was ill or not. My dad was always looking out for what he thought was best,
in this case though he didn't know that staying home with my brother was
best for me. He took my temperature and came to the conclusion that I had a
temperature, courtesy of a piece of cloth and Sam.

"Fine then, I'll be home later this evening, don't cause Sam any trouble,
he's got important stuff he needs to be doing." My dad turned and looked
down the hall. "Sam, the same goes for you, try not to get on Jake's bad
side, he's not feeling well. You're in charge, can you look after him?"
Those words rang in my head, Sam was in charge.

"Yea sure dad, I'll take good care of Jake, you should better get to work
or you're gonna be late." My dad looked at his watch and then took off out
of the door, he would normally say bye to me but he was in a rush. As soon
as I heard the door slam shut I expected Sam to be in my room but it was a
few minutes later when he appeared again. "You're a good boy Jakey, always
doing what your brother tells you." I smiled as he went over to my wardrobe
and pulled out his small bag of sex toys. "Have you been using any like we
talked about?"

"I've been using the small one occasionally in my ass but it still hurts a
lot. I don't mind it though."

"I figured as much, you look like a pain slut." This was my own brother
calling me a slut. He was the model citizen when dad was around but now he
was turning into some sort of filthy sex monster. I was still in bed
wearing only a pair of grey boxers when he threw me over some pegs from the
bag. "Put these on." I looked down at them and then looked up at him again.

"Where?" This was probably not a good thing to say. He came over to the
head of my bed and grabbed my arms. He tied them to the headboard and then
leaned in close to my face before kissing me gently on the lips. It felt so
nice, like he was more than a brother. That's when everything changed, I
screamed as I felt one of the pegs clamp around my vulnerable nipple. I
thought that was the worst it could be but then he clamped a peg around the
other one. The pain was like nothing I'd ever felt before, it felt like my
nipples were going to fall off. I struggled to get free but I couldn't,
he'd tied me up pretty good. I felt my boxers sliding down my legs as my
cock was revealed to my brother once again. I was rock solid, despite the
pain I'd just been through.

"Looks like little Jakey likes the pain I've been putting him through." My
brother grabbed my shaft and began to masturbate me slowly. I was really
beginning to enjoy it when he stopped and went back over to his bag.

"What have you got there?" He pulled out some toothpaste and put it next to
me. "What's that for?"

"Never put toothpaste on your cock before? Or even up your ass?" Sam
sounded a lot more experienced than I'd ever imagined. I shook my head in
response to his questions. "This should be fun then." He squirted some
toothpaste out of the tube and straight onto my dick and around the
head. My dick had gone from a nice purple and red colour to now just white
with slight hints of purple. "Feel okay?"

"Nothing's changed, it doesn't feel any different." Sam smirked and began
masturbating me again. I could feel a slight tingling in my cock and then
the pain began to increase, it had gone past tingling and was now
burning. "Get it off!" I thrashed around but everytime I did, the pegs on
my nipples would jolt and shake and cause the pain to move up there as
well. My body was being abused but my cock loved it.

"I'll clear it off when I've cum." Sam stepped out of his jeans and
t-shirt, standing there in just a pair of really tight white boxers that
had a huge wet stain on the front from his pre-cum. "This will all depend
on how well you've been practising deepthroating." He took off his boxers
and brought his cock closer to my face. I knew what to do, I opened my
mouth and his cock slipped inside. I thought he was going to be slow but
immediately I could feel it prodding at the back of my throat wanting
access. I couldn't deny it access even if I tried, Sam's thrusting was much
harder than I could stop so his cock was soon buried deep inside my
throat. I was gagging and coughing but everytime I did he would remove his
cock, wait a few seconds, then shove it straight back in again. This was an
assault on my throat but again, I was loving it. After a few minutes of
hardcore fucking my throat I felt his cum being emptied directly into my
throat, it tasted so good, better than last time. When he had finished
cumming directly down my throat, he loosened one of the ties he had on
me. "Okay then, clean yourself off and then meet me downstairs when you're
done. But don't cum yet."

"But..." This was stupid, I didn't even know what I was going to say. He
just turned and walked off. The toothpaste was burning my cock but I didn't
realise anymore, I had a stomach full of my brothers hot cum again and I
was loving it. I was willing to put up with this pain everyday if he'd
empty his load inside of me everyday.