Date: Thu, 16 Sep 2010 09:49:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: rr2253@bellsouth.net
Subject: Becoming My Brother's Bitch - Chapter 11

The next morning started normally, at least my normal. I woke up about 6:30
Lying at the foot of my brother, Mike's bed. He was naked and beginning to
move something that I know he did everyday when he awoke. I immediately
crawled up the bed, trying not to make too much noise from my ball weights,
or movement that would set him off. I crawled beneath the sheet covering
him and found his cock. It was beginning to harden the minute I touched it
with my lips. I massaged the head with my tongue and licked up and down the
shaft. I admired his big pubic bush surrounding the cock wishing I still
had one. The only benefit of having it shaved off as I had was that it made
my dick look even bigger than its 9 inches. He moaned softly as is
sucked. I knew he was waking up when he turned and pushed his ass into my
face. I knew that then I was was supposed to lick it out. It smelled manly
of sweat and some remaining shit or farts he had produced earlier, but I
licked anyway as it was my daily chore. I pushed my tongue deep inside to
get even more of his man taste. He turned again after a few minutes and his
rock hard cock again was in my face. I returned to the cock to lick even
more. I knew he was cumming as he made a few slight jolts and shot his load
into my mouth. I licked it clean afterwards, he saying nothing. He sat up
in bed and pointed for me to get back to his cock after I had let it slip
away as it began to soften slightly. I dutifully returned to it as I know
his morning piss was coming next. Of course I was right and had the dick
firmly in my mouth as the first wave of hot morning piss shot into my
mouth. I swallowed as quickly as I could until it was over.  " "Good
cuntboy" he smiled and began to push me away as he got up. He went into the
lavatory where I dutifully followed.  My bladder was full but I knew better
than to ask about relieving myself. As he sat down on the toilet, I took my
position between his legs to put his cock in my mouth. The taste of stale
piss was still on it. He took a big dump as I heard the shit drop into the
toilet. My next job was the worst. In spite of my cock worship of my
brother, cleaning out his dirty ass was one thing I still hated although I
had been doing it for several years now. I licked his hole as clean as
possible and then he got into the shower. My duties were done.

I ran to the kitchen to go outside to do my pissing and shitting in the
tank he had me make for that. I shot a huge load of piss and a few small
turds into the tank while I was on my hands and knees like the "good dog"
he said I was.

There was no wiping for me so I hoped he would hose me off once he came to
the kitchen. I went back into the house and saw him as I went, looking out
of the window.

"Might have some new adventures for you tonight when the boys come over,"
he said . I didn't know what that meant but went straight to making his
breakfast. While I prepared his eggs and toast, he poured the cereal in my
dog bowl. He was wearing only his underwear. He reached into the crotch and
let a small stream of piss trickle onto the cereal. I completed the cooking
and gave him his plate of food and coffee. I went down on my knees again as
was the usual ritual and buried my face in his crotch as he ate and
occasionally moaned with some pleasure. After eating, he reached over and
took the vitamins out of their bottles and stood up and gave me some water
in the bowl next to my cereal. He added the usual male enhancement pill too
as he wanted me to have every day. He always wanted me to be sure to have a
hard on most of the time. My dick and balls ached to be relieved but he
pointed to my cereal and the pills and had me eat . He watched as I ate
rubbing his foot on my low hanging balls. He always liked to torture me. He
saw my cock get rock hard as I tried to concentrate on eating the piss
soaked cereal.

After I ate he told me to stand in front of him in the required position,
legs spread, and hands behind my head as he looked me over. He smelled my
armpits, the only part of me that still had hair other than my short buzz
cut hair on my head.

"You stink, cuntboy," he said.

I said nothing as it was probably true. He sat down and began stoking my
hard cock. I couldn't help but moan in excitement as he played with my
balls. The weights swung slightly as he pushed them back and forth with one
hand while stroking with the other. It was only a matter of moments and I
shot a huge load onto the floor. The small padlock he had hooked through
the rings at the head of my cock kept it pointing down somewhat even though
he played with it. The blast of cum splattered on the floor. Thank goodness
it didn't hit him or I might be in trouble.

"Feel better? He asked.

"Thank you, Sir," I replied. I said no more as he might be less generous
next time. I proceeded to lick up the cum from the floor. He then had me do
my daily excercises that he required to keep me fit. Pushups, knee bends,
curls with weights and lifting weights were part of the daily routine. I
was sweating a lot and panting too when I finished.

"Time to hose you down", he said and led me out back for a cleaning.

The cold water from the hose actually felt pretty good in the steamy
Florida sun, already warm and humid. He made me get on hands and knees as
he washed and rinsed my tanned all over body. I knew the last part was the
worst as he turned the water down slightly and stuck the hose into my
hole. I yelped as the cold water went up my stretched hole. He laughed and
continued as he knew I hated that part.

He finally turned off the water and told me to go get dressed. Dripping, I
crawled back inside. I knew the heat of the day would dry me off as he
rarely used a towel to dry me. We went to his room where he threw a pair of
cutoff shorts at me to put on and instructed me to go brush my teeth. I was
glad to get the awful taste out of my mouth. Once dressed, of course no
shirt, underwear or shoes, he told me to get to work. He got dressed and
allowed me to walk out of the house to the old truck he had given me to go
to my job at the pool store.

I got in the truck as he watched and drove out of the property. When I got
there, My boss smiled along with the other three attendants. All were in
shorts, tees and shoes and socks. I felt very undressed but was used to
it. The guy who went with me on my special cleaning jobs, grabbed my crotch
and said cuntboy is ready for action as usual. They all laughed. I had
tried to conceal my boner as best I could but the lock and rings stuck out
and my erection was coming back thanks to the meds my brother had given
me. Part of the weights also stuck out slightly as they always dropped down
one leg or the other.

While they went off to their cleaning jobs, I was told to stay behind and
move several pallets of pool chemicals from the dock to inside of the
store. Once I had all the chemicals inside the storeroom, the boss made me
move them all again only this time without my shorts. Naked, I must have
moved about 80 cases and arranged them in neat piles. The shower I had
earlier was nice but by the time I was done, I was covered in sweat. The
owner came by a few times to watch me. He always liked the view. He made me
stop for a so called break, and fondled me, stuck his fingers up my hole
and made me lick his fingers when he was done. Thank goodness I had been
cleaned out but the sweaty taste of my own ass was all I could taste. When
the guys got back at lunch, one of them gave me a hamburger to eat. I was
starving so I ate it quickly. He said he forgot to get me a cold drink so
he "offered " me his cock and he pissed in my mouth. He smiled and said I
needed to thank him for his generosity. Of course I did say thank you for
lunch.

The day ended and I drove home to do my usual chores. Mike wasn't home yet
so I got busy and cleaned up the dishes and straightened up the house. He
came home about an hour after I did and, as usual, made me suck him off and
drink his piss and lick his feet.

"The guys will be over around 7," he said. " Make sure you are cleaned up,
mouth fresh for sucking, and the house spotless. He checked to make sure
there was plenty of beer in the fridge. I busily cleaned myself and used
the hose outside to make sure my cunt was clean. I cleaned up my mouth with
lots of mouthwash before going in to make sure my collar was on right. He
came in the room and had me stand in "position" again as he inspected my
body.

"You look ok, cuntboy", he said and slapped my ass. He kissed me which
surprised me but added a large gob of spit when he finished.

The doorbell rang and there was C.J. and his brother. Mike let them
in. C.J. smiled at me and his brother grabbed my balls and squeezed them
hard making me yelp and try to back away. C.J. told him to stop it and he
let go.

"How's cuntboy?" he said. "Sure will be fun to play with you tonight."

C.J. looked disgusted with him but didn't say anything.

We all moved into the living room where we waited for the others. Me, on
hands and knees and C.J. and his brother in two chairs across from us. Mike
put some porn on the video player and the three watched and eventually
started stroking their cocks and shed a few clothes. The phone rang and
Mike answered. It was the other guys saying they would be late if they got
there at all. It looked like it would be just three fucking me that night!

After a second or third beer, Mike called me over to his place on the couch
where he pushed his cock in my mouth to piss. It was the closest thing I
was going to get to a beer I thought. C.J. observed along with his brother.

"I'm going to take a piss", C.J. said, getting up from his chair.

"Why not wait and you can have cuntboy here, take you load? Mike said
sarcastically

C.J. gave him a somewhat disgusted look and continued to the john. When he
came back, he asked about another beer. Mike said sure bring us all
one. When he came into the room, he had four beers instead of the usual. I
looked a little surprised I guess as did the others as he handed each us a
can.

"You got to many", Mike said. "Cuntboy only gets our recycled beer".

C.J. looked at him, said nothing and handed me the beer. I didn't drink at
first awaiting my brother's reaction. C.J. looked at him and said "Why do
you have to be a prick all the time?" He ought to get at least one after
the way you treat him!"

Mike didn't respond but looked a little angry at him. I drank some of my
beer. It was nice and cold and went down easily. C.J. eventually got tired
of the porn and told Mike he was taking me back to the playroom (Our old
bedroom) to mess around with me. Mike said ok. CJ. Took my hand and I got
up and followed him into the room. Only sex toys, restraints and my
mattress remained in what was once my bedroom. The lights were turned low
and C.J. dropped his shorts, took my hand and laid on the bed with me. He
kissed me all over. I was thrilled with his kind treatment and loving
ways. He got up and got some lube from the table and gently rubbed it on
and into my ass hole. He rubbed it in deep as he continued to kiss and
caress my body. He slowly pushed me down and climbed on top of me where he
kissed my neck. I could feel his cock harden as it rubbed on my ass. I
reached back to spread my cheeks and he lowered his face and kissed my ass
and the hole. He probed it with his tongue even with the lube on me. I was
in ectascy. He rolled me over and tongued my balls and my cock. Precum was
leaking out of both of us. He slowly pushed me back down and climbed on top
of my back rubbing up and down my entire body. He slowly eased his hardened
cock into my now hungry hole. He gently moved up and down and pushed in
ever so gently. I was really getting into this wonderful love making.

Suddenly the door opened and Mike and C.J.'s brother appeared.

"Why not fuck him like the cunt bitch he is"? Mike yelled at C.J. "Let me
show you how a man treats a pussy boy like him",he said as he approached
the bed and grabbing at C.J.'s arm. C.J.'s brother said nothing but looked
on and watched. C.J. just shot a big load in me as they approached.

C.J. quickly pulled out of me and turned on Mike as he was removing his
underwear, all that he had on . He swung a fist knocking Mike to the
floor. He looked to his brother and yelled "don't even think about helping
him!" as he dove down on top of Mike and began giving him hard blows to the
gut. Mike, somewhat drunk from his many beers, struggled but could not get
it together to make more than glancing blows on C.J. His brother watched
and tried to intervene but C.J. was fast and went after his brother. He ran
out of the room leaving Mike to defend himself. C.J.  grabbed mike and
pushed him down on the bed. I was already getting off the bed and scarred
shitless about what to do.

C.J. yelled at me to grab some rope that was in the corner of the
room. Mike had used it to tie me up a few times. C.J. took the rope from me
and quickly tied it around Mikes arms. Mike's feet and legs were flailing
but C.J. sat on top of him and repeatedly slapped his ass with his bare
hands. I went back to help C.J., not sure if it was the right thing to do
in my situation, but didn't want Mike to regain any strength and attack
him.

C.J. yelled at Mike about how could he treat his own brother so badly
calling Mike a useless cunt and other names. Mike was still dizzy from the
beating and still a little out of it as I'm sure he tried to figure out how
this all happened to him. Once tied, Mike lay pretty motionless but his
eyes were opening and he was mumbling something about what a lousy piece of
shit C.J. was.

C.J. looked at him and said I, "I know you were your dad's bitch. Ryan told
me so. Now you're going to be mine at least for a little while!" C.J.
climbed on top of mike and forcefully slammed his now again hardening cock
into Mike's face. "Open wide, shithead," he said as he forced his cock into
Mike's mouth and began to piss. Holding Mike by his hair, the piss poured
into Mike's mouth but much of it ran down his face. Mike was gagging for
air when I told C.J., to stop.. C.J. didn't really listen as he slapped his
cock at Mike's face. Mike tried to move but was too weakened from all the
beer and the beating to do much.  Once he was done, C.J. climbed of the bed
and yelled "who wants to rape this son of a bitch." I still was shocked as
it all happened so fast. C.J.'s brother came back in and saw his friend
stretched on the bed. He also saw the anger in C.J.'s face and eyes and
decided not to mess with him. In all the time, I had known C.J., rarely was
he angry or violent but I knew he had it in him as I did see him punch out
a guy once in a bar when the other guy had tried to grab my balls when he
told him no. His brother had heard about Mike being dad's fuck toy I guess,
so he didn't seem real surprised by the news.

Just then, several of Mike's buddies came in. they had heard all the
commotion and wanted to see. They laughed when they saw Mike strewn on the
bed with C.J. and me standing over him.  They also saw the rage in C.J.'s
face and decided not to attack him although the group could have easily
overpowered him as a group.

They all laughed a little a Mike's predicament sprawled out on the bed. Of
course, they too were a little drunk from the partying before they got over
to the house.  One of his buddies pulled off his shorts and stroked his
hard on and went toward Mike who cried out for some "fucking help". The
friend said he didn't know that Mike had once been a cocksucker and said he
thought he would try him out. Chaz was a pretty good sized Hispanic guy
with a nice uncut dick . He crawled on the bed and twisted Mike so his face
was now upturned and teased his lips with his cock. Mike moved his head
back and forth but it was of little avail as his buddy pushed his cock into
Mike's mouth. Mike dutifully started to suck as another friend came up and
untied to ropes and turned Mike up. He pushed his legs up in the air and
slid his cock into Mike. Mike screamed as he never had been dry fucked
before but the "buddy" didn't care and laughed as he pushed into Mike's
hairy ass.

" Not as pretty a pussy as your brother's pussy but nice and tight." he
remarked as pushed in further all the while with Mike screaming for
mercy. C.J. took my hand. He seemed to now have calmed a bit. His big
hardon had softened but his face was still somewhat red.

A few of the others now began to share Mike's openings. Pretty soon, he was
moaning as he got plowed.

"I'm taking Ryan out of here." C.J. yelled as he pulled me to the
door. "None of you shitheads better give us any trouble and if you call the
police, I will let them know how you raped him repeatedly." None said
anything to him as he pulled me, still naked as he was, out of the room. He
grabbed his shorts and put them on as he threw me an old towel to wrap up
in and we went out to his car.

"You're mine now." he said quietly as he pushed me into his car and went
around to get in himself.

I looked at his face. He was smiling at me a knowing smile. "You aren't
coming back here for anything. This part of your life is over."

I smiled at him and moved as close as I could get. He reached over and
stroked my cock that was sticking out from under the towel. He leaned over
in the seat and kissed me fully with his tongue in my mouth. He then
started to drive away and we left the property.

As we drove, I wasn't sure what "being his" meant but I sure looked forward
to it.

End

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Thanks for reading!
R