Hey. . . . .
My name is Billy. I'm 17, about 5-10, weigh about 160. I'm not exactly ripped or anything, but I'm smooth and don't look too bad. I've got brown hair, a little too long, and brown eyes. I'm not exactly gay, call it bi. And I'm definitely not out to anyone except one of my best buds. I've also got a pain in the ass lil bro, Justin. He's 15 1/2, about 5-9, 140. He's more the jock then me, and he's pretty put together. The older we've gotten the more he bugs me, but so far, I can handle him, at least until now. This is the story of how my lil bro blackmailed me into becoming his "sex slave". Course it sounds pretty bad, but somehow it's really a turn on. Well, here's how it went.
I was home alone (or so I thought) and I was really horny. So I got on my puter, and started to surf the web looking at gay web sites. Don't ask me why, but I just wanted to see some hot stuff today, and have a good jerk off session. So there I was, naked, all horned up and jerking off looking at gay stuff on the puter. All of a sudden,
"What the fuck bro!!" It was Justin.
He scared the shit out of me.
"Don't you ever knock, jerk!" I yelled back.
He just comes barging into my room. He spies the puter, and me and comes over to it. Of course, I'm struggling to get my clothes, or something on. He grabs at my clothes and throws them away so I can't get them. God, he pisses me off wicked bad sometimes.
"Give me my stuff back, butt hole," I say.
"Yeah, right fag...." As he takes a look at the puter.
"I always thought you were a fag, and now I know it!" he says.
"You lil fucker, it's not like that" I say as I try to turn the screen off.
"Sure bro, and how exactly is it?" he smirks.
"It is none of your business, is how it is ass hole!" I yell at him.
Course this whole time; I'm sitting in my computer chair, all naked, with my 6" cut cock dripping precum. God how embarrassing. Lil bro however, was clearly enjoying it, not letting me get my clothes on.
He pushes me out of the way, and hits the back button the puter a few times, and bang, several of sites I was on pop up.
"Yeah, bro, this was a real accident huh?" he smirks.
"Come on Justin, just cut the shit man" I bark.
"Looks like you been looking at more then I thought . . . . ." he continued.
"Get away from my puter dude!!" I yell.
"Fuck you bro!!" he said.
I start to push him away, and he grabs my hands and quickly tied my hands in back of me. Now, don't ask me how, but I was surprized, and he did it. He goes back to the puter, and really checks out the history. I was so scared. I never let him know any of my "gay" feelings.
"God bro, you are really into this fag shit huh?" he asked.
"No way dude, I was just curious and thought I would check out a few sites man." I tried to lie. Obviously, he wasn't exactly buying it.
"Geez Billy, I thought you even fucked you girl once in a while" he mused.
"I do asshole, so just get lost!" I figured I should try to get tough with him a little.
"Hmm, I wonder what she would say if she know about these web sites you've been checking out. . . . ." he smirks.
"You aren't gonna tell anyone bro, so cut it out." I say.
"Yeah, maybe I should let Mom and Dad know about this...." He smirks.
"I don't think so bro . . . ." I say confidently.
All of sudden, he reaches around and slaps my face, pretty hard. "Oh yeah, and why is that bro, HUH?" he demands.
"Cuz, nobody is gonna believe you, that's why!" I yell.
"We got the evidence right here" he points to the puter.
I know he ain't gonna let me erase anything at this point. Maybe I should try to appeal to his lil bro side . . . .
"Hey, come on Justin, lets just forget the whole thing, K?" I try.
He smirks at me, "Why should I?"
"J, I'm you bro man, you can't turn me out like this." I plead
"Yeah, like you give a shit about me, right?" he says. "I can remember all those times, that you and Josh were hanging out and having sleepovers. You guys would never even let me stay with ya. . . . . " he continued.
"Bet you and Josh had a thing going on huh?" he asked.
"No way dude, I never . . . . " I stammered. (Course, Josh and I were jerk off buds, but I don't think he really knew, he was just guessing.)
"Yeah, sure . . . . .anyway, I think Dad would definitely be interested in how you spend your afternoons....." he says.
"Come on J, please don't tell Dad" I beg him.
"I don't know man, this is powerful shit dude....I think he should know." He tells me.
What a little shit, powerful shit, he's clearly trying to blackmail my ass, and I'm getting pissed.
"I swear Justin, when I get out of this, I'm gonna pound your fucking face." I bark.
He reaches over and bitch slaps me a couple of more times. "You bro, are in position to be threatening me. I'm not the one that's surfing gay porn, naked, jerking off in the middle of the afternoon." "So guess what bro? Your ass is grass when mom and dad get home, cuz, I am definitely telling them this!!"
Uh oh, now I've just made it worse trying to get tuff!!
"Aww geeze bro, come on man, lets just forget his whole thing, K?" I whine.
He smirks at me.
"No way, Billy . . . . . I owe you this man!"
"Please J, I promise I won't hold it against you." I beg
"Yeah, that's a powerful incentive!" he smirks.
"What do you want then?" I ask.
He stands over me and starts to rub his crotch in his jeans.
"Oh no dude, no fuckin way....." I say, as I figure out what he's got in mind.
"That's OK man . . . . .I don't have to explain this to Dad or any of the buds on the baseball team." He smiles.
"What are you talking about?" I ask.
"Yeah, I figure maybe some of your buds on the team might be interested in how much you like cock . . . . . Do they know you like gay porn?" he asks.
"Come on man, no one knows anything about this, cuz, there is nothing to know. Now just let me up OK?" I beg.
" I don't know man, I think you're way to cocky to be sincere about this....." he says.
"Aww geeze Justin, I'll give you money man." I figure maybe a little bribe might help.
"How much we talking?" he asks.
"Maybe a hundred bucks" I offer.
He laughs. "A hundred, is that all that its worth to you???" "Shit dude, your whole life is in my hands, and all you can come up with is a hundred!!"
He turns and starts to walk out.
"No wait Justin, please" I beg.
He stops, back toward me.
"Come on bro, don't do this to me." I beg.
He turns around, smiling.
I can clearly see the outline of his cock and balls and in jeans; He's really getting into tormenting me. And now I figure, there is no way he's gonna back off.
"What do you want J" I ask.
He reaches down and rubs his bulge. "Oh no man, come on . . . . " I beg.
"You obviously like looking at cock and prob sucking it too, Why not take of your lil bro every once in a while, huh?" he smirks.
"But J, you're my bro, man, don't make me do this . . . ." I whine.
"Yea, so what, something like this should be kept in the family, or you wanna have it spread around?" he says.
"But J, I never sucked a cock before man, I like girls . . . " I try to bargain.
"I think you like cock too, else, why you jerking off to gay porn?" he counts.
" But...... I......" I stammer.
"Your choice bro . . . ." he smiles at me.
I try real hard to figure a way out of this, but I can't come up with it.
"OK, I'll suck you, but you gotta promise not to tell anyone." I say.
He just stands over me all horned up smiling. Then he unbuttons and unzips his jeans.
I gulp. What have I gotten myself into . . . . .
To be continued if enough interest.
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