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Brothers & Slaves: Chapt. 2: Power Lost, Power Gained - Danny
My older brother Ken had caught me in our shared bedroom jerking off with young slave Tim standing naked at my bed, hands behind his head and pins on his nips. Just as I was about to shoot, Ken called a halt to my stroking and sent Tim away after he'd put his bikini shorts back on, all he wore. Ken wrestled me into obedience and then had me stand by his bed, naked just like Tim had been, and with the clothespins on my tits which I'd placed there when I'd been jerking off. While he masturbated, I got a boner, a very hard boner, which I couldn't even touch because I had to hold my my hands behind my head like Tim had. When Ken shot, and it didn't take long, he made me lick up all the cum, which had sprayed all the way from his pubes to his chest to his neck. Not only had I done what he demanded, I'd stayed hard the whole time, a fact my brother unfortunately noticed. He made me admit I'd enjoyed his use of me, that is the humiliation of it, and the pins on my nips.
Using his unicam phone, he took a pic of me standing there naked, hard and with the tit pins on and another of me licking up his cum. With these in hand, I knew I was in his power and he immediately made it clear that I was right.
"Little bro," he said condescendingly, "those pics go on worldnet if you don't do what I tell you to. Got it bro?"
What could I say? "Yeah, I got it. Stop being a jerk and erase the pics, Ken. Come on." Well he was having none of that which he made immediately clear.
"Forget it Danny. I've got the pics and you're screwed. Accept it, little bro and everything will be fine." I knew if there was one thing that was true, it was that everything was not going to be fine. Anyway, I walked over to my bed, lay down and finished my stroke off with Ken watching and even taking another pic of me stroking. I have to say, I had one great orgasm, a cum gusher and a back-archer, probably because it was building up and delayed so long, and just maybe in response to the humiliation I'd just been put through.
That night as we were all three about to get into bed, Ken calls over my younger brother, Gary. "Hey, Gary, want to see some hot pictures of Danny?" Of course Gary said yes.
"Ken," I said, "please do not do this. Come on Ken, just don't, please." Well, he just laughed and Gary was treated to the pics of me naked standing there with my hands behind my head, the one licking up Ken's cum and then the one of me jerking off. Of course, he'd seen me do that almost every night, but never with the pins on my tits. Until then, I'd only done that when no one was around.
"Danny, you're a perv," said little brother, Gary.
I knew he meant it in fun so I just laughed it off and said, "Yeah, I'm a pervert all right."
"No, Gary, he really is a pervert. Show Gary the jock Danny."
"No way, Ken. Forget it."
Well, he got up and walked to my bed in his shorts and grabbed me by the neck. "I said show him, now." Nothing for it, so I pulled out my dirty, smelly track team jock that I'd worked out in that afternoon.
"Oh gross," Gary said, "put it away, it stinks."
"No, no, Danny, show Gary how you were using the jock." Well, Ken was standing right over me so I figured the only thing for it was to comply so I put the pouch of the jock over my face with the waist band around my neck, the bottom of the pouch over my nose and mouth, leaving my eyes uncovered, and the leg straps crossed over my head to keep the jock in place. Click, Ken had another picture, a very embarrassing one with the jock on my face and my dick pointing straight up tenting my shorts. No hiding that I was hard. Why the boner, I thought, but I knew. Again, it was being humiliated by Ken, this time in front of Gary. Thankfully that was it for that night.
The next morning, Ken told me to be sure to bring the same jock home and to wear it for my track workout. The whole time I was running my sprints and distance exercises I was hard just thinking about wearing that same jock and knowing i had to take it home. When the workout was over and I'd showered, I just had to go into the john, take a stall, and jerk off. The whole thing seemed so hot to me. I caught my cum in the jock and rubbed it around with my dick. That got me hard again but I decided not to jerk again.
Nothing happened that night until we were all getting ready for bed again. I'd been trembling with trepidation about what Ken might do to me next, but I knew what he was going to do. He was going to make me put the jock on my face and stand there naked with pins on my tits while he looked at me and pulled his pud. What I hadn't counted on was his doing it with Gary there too.
That's what he did. I had to get naked, pull the stinking jock over my face, put two pins, not just one, on each tit, get myself hard (no problem) and stay hard while Ken jerked off and so did Gary. Of course there were more pics taken. After both Ken and Gary had blasted off, Ken made me lick the cum off both of them.
I had never even thought about young Gary as a sex kid, but now I had no choice. I licked the cum, and there was lots, all the way from his furry pubes to his chest, face, head and the headboard of his bed. He was sexy and really a young hunk. Then I had to do the same with Ken, but Ken I'd had images of as a hunk for a long time. Finally, I was allowed to cum but they made me do it standing between all our beds. I pulled and stroked my dick, it was damned hard, my dick, not cumming, I was breathing heavy taking in the scent from my jock and in no time I stiffened and shot my cum. Ken made me catch it in my hand and then eat it. By now I was realizing I'd be eating lots of cum. Naturally he recorded all this but now he had not just his unicam phone but a full recorder and everything I'd done he had digital and ready to spread around if I didn't keep doing what he wanted me to.
What's a kid to do? Obey, that's what. It didn't take long for both Ken and me to realize I liked taking orders, it turned me on and got me hard. And it hadn't taken Ken long to realize I was fully in his power. He had so many pics and full recordings, I was now helpless to disobey him; that is, unless I was happy to have all those pics and the live recordings posted on the worldnet and shown to Mom (ugh) and Dad. He had me, alright.
At the start, Ken just required that I stand naked toward to the foot of his bed every night, every single night, with my hands clasped behind my head and my dick had to be hard. If it began to soften, I had to take my left hand (I'm right handed) and stroke myself until I was again hard. He liked me to be dripping precum visibly proving i was really, really hard and horny. When the precum oozed out, I was to take my left forefinger and scoop it up and then l was to suck it off my finger (something I actually liked doing). Once Ken finally shot, and he delayed it as long as he could, he made me lick the cum off his muscled, naked body.
The truth is, I liked looking at Ken's athletic, muscled body while I stood there like an asshole and I also liked licking his body even if it meant I had to lick up the cum as well. The feel of my tongue on his skin was so hot, it's hard to describe. All I can say is that I loved the sensation of his warm, smooth skin on my tongue. And if I'm going to tell you the whole truth, I found it hot having to stand there naked, completely vulnerable with my hands back of my head, staring at his body. Humiliating, embarrassing? You bet. But hot, hot, hot.
He required that I do the same thing at Gary's bed once I'd finished serving him. Gary had no objection of course, in fact it was Gary who usually made me put clothespins on my tits at his bed, sometimes one on each nipple, sometimes two or three straight across. Gary, while smaller and not as fully developed in the muscle department as Ken, had a great compact body and it was even smoother to my tongue when I licked up his cum.
Most nights, Ken let me cum, standing there between his bed and Gary's across from it so they both had a view. He usually made me use my left hand so it took forever but it felt soooo good when I finally erupted. Once I'd cum, eating my cum was not very easy or pleasant but Ken made me do it.
How did I feel about all this? I felt used and humiliated first of all. Try standing up with your hands behind your head showing your hairy armpits, and then imagine a brother staring at you as he strokes his tool and you'll get some sense of what I mean. Naturally, it's a lot more intense when there is a brother, two brothers actually, there witnessing your submission. but there was another side. When I'd lie in my bed before falling asleep. thinking about it, my cock would get hard again because the whole thing made me feel so hot, so sexual, so much a sex object and that made me hard. Go figure.
This went on pretty much every night. If Ken was out with friends or on a date, I had to wait up for him. I was not allowed to get in bed and sleep until I'd finished serving him and Gary, nor could I be absent. If I went out with my friends, I had to be there when he wanted me and I had to know somehow how early that would be. This started to really screw up my social life. My friends wanted to know how come i suddenly had all this concern about getting home at a certain time. I told them it was my parents who were pissed at me and that they'd almost grounded me. The guys bought it. Then Ken increased the ante and made it so it'd be hard to hide that something was going on with me. Talk about humiliation.
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