Date: Sat, 11 Sep 2010 09:05:17 -0400
From: rb3854@gmail.com
Subject: Becoming My Brother's Bitch Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

The following morning, I awoke as usual and dutifully received my brother's
piss load , licked his sweaty hole and sucked him off for another load. He
didn't make me lick his hole after he shit and even allowed me to do my
toilet needs in the bathroom. I guess he thought Dad might see us and
object or whatever. He didn't allow me to get dressed so I went to the
kitchen naked where Dad was having coffee. We said our good mornings and he
said nothing about my nakedness. Dad made breakfast for all of us. I was
glad I didn't have to do it nor did I have to have my now usual piss soaked
cereal. Instead, Mike came over to Dad after eating , got on his knees and
kissed is cock. He sucked Dad's cock masterfully as I watched and got
horny. I had an impulse to get down next to him and kiss his balls. Mike
did nothing to stop me but when finished taking Dad's load, stood up and
thanked him for allowing him to be in charge when he was away and for
making me his bitch. My mouth dropped open as Dad said he was welcome. He
looked at me and said that I should now understand my role in the house
when he was gone. I looked down and said "yes, Sir!' I couldn't believe
that all happened and I had agreed so willingly.

He told us to go to our chores. Mike and I worked side by side loading up
logs as Dad watched. He said nothing about the fact that I was naked and my
brother had shorts on as we worked. I didn't care as my big dick and balls
swayed with each movement. I was proud of my manhood. After sweating for
several hours of work, we stopped for a break.  Dad told us he would be
leaving on his next trip shortly. He kissed us both and gently rubbed his
hand over my cock and balls and did the same to Mike through his shorts.

We watched as Dad loaded his stuff into the big truck and drove off. After
his truck was out of sight, Mike turned to me and ordered me to the ground
to take his load of piss. I knew things would be now back to the new normal
I had experienced for several weeks.


The phone rang the next day. Mike answered it and it sounded like he was in
a serious conversation. It wasn't the usual banter he and his friends
had. I was puzzled but couldn't get a read on Mike's face. After a bit I
could see the strain on him. He hung up the phone and looked at me and said
there was bad news. I couldn't imagine what it might be. He finally got
out, through tear strained eyes, that there had been accident.  Dad's truck
had gone off the road sometime overnight in a rain storm. He had been
killed in the crash as the truck burst into flames after it rolled over. I
was too stunned to react.  Just the day before we had been eating together
and laughing and also I had discovered the sexual truth that I had not
known. Mike and I both cried.

We moped about the house now that that part of our lives had ended. Mike
didn't use me sexually for several days. I was allowed to be dressed as
friends came over and offer sympathy. Even Mike's friends came
over. Nothing was said about my sexual abuse by all of them. My friend
C.J. came over and hugged me but never said anything about the recent
experience where I was used by him. My own sexual desires arouse however as
I felt C.J. through his pants as we hugged. I started to get an erection. I
knew I was a sex slut now when that happened. C.J. didn't say anything but
smiled at me as I'm sure he noticed my arousal.

A funeral was held which we attended. An insurance person came by and told
us we would be receiving a large payment from the insurance Dad had taken
out to protect us.  We were told that we would both get settlement checks
and that the property would be paid off for us too. We were both somewhat
relieved by that news.

Over the next several days, we got the insurance settlement, my portion was
signed over to my brother as he was also appointed my guardian. Now I was
under his total control.  He had the money and he had me!

My routine returned with me servicing my brother every morning. He decided
that I no longer needed a bed. He had me take down both of our beds and put
them in the shed.  He took over my Dad's room now that he was truly the
master. For me, he decided that I would sleep in his king size bed when he
wanted me to. Otherwise, for punishment, I was to sleep on a dog bed we
had, at the side of his bed. I hated it but knew I couldn't object to
loud. I continued to make his meals and he sometimes let me eat what was
left.  Otherwise, the dry dog kibble was what I got or dry cereal. He did
start making me take vitamins everyday along with a Viagra pill. Not that I
needed it but he liked having me horny and usually with a stiff cock. The
only problem was, he demanded that I no longer touch myself or get any
release. I continued to have to do my toilet duties outside often under his
supervision. When I did work, both inside or out, I was still naked. He
took all my clothes and locked them in a cabinet to which only he had a
key. I was getting pretty used to the nakedness and discovered I had a
pretty good tan but now mostly all over my body.

My friend C.J. came by. I was reluctant to let him in at first but seeing
him in his basketball shorts and tank top revealing some of his hot body,
finally got me to let him in.  I explained at best I could my
circumstances. He told me he knew about the poker party as his older
brother was one of those who attended. He had apparently shared the
information about how I had become my brother's slut wit h C.J. There was
no longer any point in trying to cover it up.

I was surprised by C.J.'s reaction. Instead of calling me just a fag and
dropping me as a friend, he was somewhat sympathetic. The second time he
came over, he only had on his shorts, which were a little tighter than
before, revealing a nice bulge that only made me hornier than ever. He
suggested while he visited, he would strip off his shorts so we would both
be naked and make me less uncomfortable. I immediately agreed as I wanted
to see his nice cock again. As he dropped his shorts, his cock became rock
hard. Mine did the same. We looked at one another for several moments. He
had certainly seen mine and had marveled how large it had become. His was
still about 7 inches, nice for a guy of 16.  After staring at each other a
bit, I reached out and cupped his balls in my hands. They were warm and the
soft hair on them gave me tingles. He said nothing but didn't object. I got
on my knees and kissed his dick to which he gave soft moans. Before I knew
it, I started to lick and suck his now engorged cock. He bent over and
hugged me and finally kissed my neck. I knew I was a cock slave. We laid on
the floor and I licked and sucked his whole body.- - chest, armpits, legs
,feet , you name it.  He bent over so I knew he wanted my tongue in his
hole. I licked and sucked like it was my last meal. Finally he laid me down
, kissed me and started to rub his cock over my hole. He entered me slowly
and gently but gradually increased his thrusts until he shot a huge load in
my boypussy.. he pulled out and had me suck his cock tasting the hot boy
juice that he had remaining on it.  I didn't care. He had been the most
loving guy to fuck me since I started on this road to being a whore.

When we were done, he kissed my mouth tasting his own spunk and pushed his
tongue deep inside me. He told me it was the best fuck he ever had. I knew
he had fucked a firl or two, so he wasn't that experienced but I felt warm
and good anyway.

C.J. continued to use me now almost everyday. He always left careful to
avoid my brother's return home. Sometimes we shot a few hoops. He even
agreed to do it nude a few times to make me feel better about my
nakedness. I loved his body which was getting stronger and more developed
as a man, every week. He was on a pretty rigorous diet and training plan as
he was trying out for track and swimming in fall. I excercised with him but
most of my development was from hard labor forced on me by my brother.

He wanted me to try out for track too but I was afraid my brother wouldn't
let me due to the chores and also the fact that I hadn't left the property
since Dad's funeral and the court date of my guardianship. I decided to ask
anyway. I wasn't sure I was even going back to school as my brother said
nothing about it and the start date was getting closer.

When I got the courage, I finally asked Mike about school and about getting
my driver's license. Now that I was of age to drive, I desperately wanted
to get away. I was going nuts just working at home and servicing my
brother's sex and humiliation needs when he wasn't getting enough from his
girlfriends. Of course, they didn't know of my plight.  C.J. had also
promised not to tell anyone and with the benefit of him fucking me, I knew
he didn't want that revealed.

When I asked Mike about school and driving, he surprisingly agreed to
both. He stressed that if I wanted a car I would have to work off the
payments for his as he planned on using some of the insurance money to get
himself a new truck. I would get the old truck.  He also said that he had
already chose my classes for me and that I could try out for track as long
as I followed his rules. I began to wonder what that might be or what would
be involved in paying for his truck.

He explained that the rules were that he would tell me what I could wear to
school, what I was to try out for in sports, he would take me or arrange
for a ride to school. That didn't seem to bad and I was desperate for
something. He also told me if I wanted his truck, I would have to work it
off. He didn't get to specific about what that would include. He also said
after sports, I needed to get a part time job which he would arrange. I
agreed immediately to his terms. He walked off smiling leaving me to wonder
if I had acted to quickly in agreeing to his terms. But again, what choice
did I have.