Date: Fri, 11 Jan 2008 14:50:57 +0100
From: dbasti <dbasti@gmx.net>
Subject: Toby's service - part 2

DISCLAIMER: I'm a german guy and English is not my premiere language. So
be patient with me. The usual disclaimers like if you are old enough and
so on are required! So enjoy.

Toby's service - part 2

The journey starts - The first cock

At dinner that evening Michael said his parents, that Toby can come with
him and his mates and that he had discussed it with Toby. 'The boy isn't
a baby anymore.' he said with a broad smirk on his face. That change in
mind of their oldest surprised the parents. But after a short while, Mum
said: 'Nice. Than I suggest, that you pack your things, or should I help
you, Toby?'. - 'No way', said Toby and escaped in the freedom of his
room.

Not much later, Michael stood at the entrance, lend at the door-post and
said: 'Hi, horny fucker. Don't pack too much. It will be warm. And when
my buds and me make a trip, we often hang out in just our swim-shorts.
And I doubt, that you will need this ever.'

Toby looked up from his bag, some jeans in his hands, to ask his
brother, what he meant, but Michael was gone.

A lot of questions whirled in his head, but he packed his things
together and went to sleep. But there was not much rest that night. He
was curious and frightened at the same time. At 3am finally he was deep
asleep.

'Wake up, pig. Or want you stay in bed all day?' roared it through a no
more quiet bedroom. With sleepy eyes Toby stammered a 'How, what the
fuck., leave me alone' and than he saw his brother, ready to leave for
the trip. Michael fetched Toby's bag and left the room. It was only 10
am. 'Hey, stop, what do you do with my bag' he asked in horror after he
rubbed the sleep from his eyes.'

'Come on, we're leaving', Michael shouted through the staircase.
Yesterday Michael said, the departure was scheduled for afternoon. But
skip it. The earlier he is away from his parents, the better. Toby had
no good emotion, when Michael and his parents spoke together.

He took his shower in record-time, ate some flakes for breakfast. As
Toby washed his dishes, Reiner and Marcel stood in the kitchen. 'Ah,
there's the little one', Reiner hissed. 'I'm not little anymore', Toby
said harshly. 'Yeah. that's right. Michael showed us', grinned Marcel.
'What do you mean?', asked Toby confused. 'Oh, nothing at all', Marcel
said calmly, but Toby understood: His brother had showed them the pics.
He blushed deep red, turned away and put the dishes in the cupboard.
'Come on, lets go', Michael yelled from outside.

Quiet and unsure Toby followed the studs to the car. The luggage was
packed and in a hurry, they were on the road. As they reached the
autobahn, Toby asked: 'Ahm, where do we go, Michael?' - 'You will see',
his brother answered. 'But one thing is for sure: we will have a lot of
fun.'

After 4 hours of constant driving they left the autobahn. The roads
became smaller and smaller and finally they bend into a dirt-path up to
a hill. They were somewhere in the Bavarian alps. 'Ok, little brad. It's
time to strip. Shed of your clothes.' Michael ordered. 'What?' Toby
asked surprised. His brothers order bellowed in the car and he simply
cried: 'STRIP, BOY!'.

Now Toby dawned, what his brother meant with '.we will have a lot of
fun.' Slowly, Toby took off his T-shirt. But for Marcel it wasn't fast
enough. So he said 'I will help you' and tore Toby's jeans and boxer
form the slim body. 'Boah, hot' was all, Reiner said from the
passenger-seat in the front of the car. 'This kid is cute.' But Toby
blushed deep all shades of red. He felt so exposed and humiliated. 'Who
will this crap end?' he thought to himself.

Toby tried to cover his family jewels as good as possible, but Marcel
tickled him, and so Toby's hands flew around and his cock and balls were
exposed to the laughing guys in the car.

'We're there', Michael said after a short while. Before them there was a
cottage in the mountains. The view in the valley was fascinating. In the
near there was a lake with crystal clear hill water. Toby knew from
earlier years, that the water was very very cold. His family had often
made holidays here. This cottage belongs to a sibling member. A cousin
of his father or so, he don't remember well. 'Cool. That's awesome. It's
even better you described it, Michael', Marcel said. Reiner stood their
and took pictures with his brand new Camcorder. As he made a
panorama-sequence, Toby's naked frame popped in the screen and he made a
zoom on this cute kid. 'I can't wait for all the fun we will have with
this boy' he commented this take.

'Ok, fag, bring our bags in the cottage. We want to smoke a cigarette
first.', his brother Michael said. 'I'm not your slave', Toby retorted.
Michael shot his brother a stern look and angrily said to him: 'Yes, you
are. And hurry up. Otherwise your fun will end before it really starts.'

What should Toby do? He opened the trunk and got all the bags out of the
car. One by one he carried in the cottage. Also the food and the
beer-supplies he had to bring to the kitchen and stuffed it in the
fridge. Only one six-pack was left for the guys out. As he looked in the
trunk one last time, he eyed an plastic-bag. It looked like some
non-skid-chain. But in the middle of the summer? As he carried the bag
in the house, the grip tore and the inserts fell to the ground. He
looked at the items and his eyes widened. 'What the hell was this?' he
thought to himself. In his shaking hands he held a dildo. There on the
ground laid some really wheird items. A butt plug, some smaller or
bigger dildos and what looked like the non-skid-chain was a sling. Then
there were some cock rings and leather strings and a lot of lubricant.

'I see, you found your toys.' Michael approached his brother grinning.
'Put it back in the bag and carry it in. Come back than, we want to
drink a beer together.'

Toby put the bag in the cottage. He dawned nothing good. As he returned
to the guys, Michael offered him a open bottle of beer and cheered him.
'Cheers, brother. It's a reward for your good job you'd done with our
bags. Let's gulp it down.'

The guys all stood around in a circle and bumped the bottles together in
the middle. Then everyone took a big gulp of the refreshing liquid. Toby
had no problems in drinking beer. At home he and his buddy Mike were
famous party-lions. He was used to alcohol. As Toby had drowned half of
the bottle, he was the three nineteen-years olds grinning to each other.
'Let the fun begin' Reiner said and the four guys cheered again and
emptied the bottles. 'That isn't so bad. The trip could really be fun'
Toby thought. That could it be, if there wasn't a naked sixteen year old
boy and three nineteeners, which were fully dressed.

Not long after the first beer of the trip, Toby felt a stir in his
gloins. His dick started to swell. 'Oh god, no stiffy now.' Toby
thought. In the showers at school he always thought at his old
biology-teacher, an old lady in her early sixties and grey hear and the
torso you can use for two people. This helped to will his hardon down
and avoid the comments of his classmates. But now, his cock had really a
will of his own. His cock swelled and swelled and soon stood at
attention from his belly. The grins of the other boys widened.

'Seems like we have a dog in heat here. Jerk it off, before you stab
someone of us', Reiner said and took another sip of his beer. 'Come on,
get startet, jerk yourself off.' Marcel hissed from left.

'Sorry, guys, 'I don't know what.' Toby stammered but was immediately
disturbed by the shout of his brother. 'SHUT UP, FAG. START IT AND JERK
OFF, NOW!'

A confused Toby put his fist around his hard pole and felt his cock up.
His hand swirled on his boy meat and soon he was getting into it. He
closed his eyes and soon he self was surprised, as he started to moan.
After a couple of minutes, his precum oozed and dribbled from the
piss-slit. With closed eyes he jerked himself to orgasm. As he came, the
white boy cum splashed out of his fuckpole on the green meadow. 'I'm
cumming.' Toby groaned and squirted jet to jet of his baby makers out of
his hard dick.

After Toby came down of the climax-highs, he opened his eyes. The first
thing he saw was three bulging crotches of the horny guys around him. It
seems, that his show had made them hot for more.

'You dirty whore, your cock is still hard. Looks, likes you likes us
three beauties here', Marcel taunted. But he was right. Toby's dick
still was hard as before. 'Odd, he is right', Toby thought. Normally his
dick shrinks to just the average size, when he came. But today, that was
really odd. His cock was hard as steel after a really mass of cum which
he saw on the green grass beneath his feet.

'Before you rape us, go inside and make our beds. Then you make the
dinner for tonight and the light the fire-place. But be careful with the
axe not to cut your stiffie off.', Michael ordered.

Blushed deep red Toby trotted in the cottage to make the beds. As Toby
was out of sight, Michael fetched a little packet with some blue pills
in out of the pocket of his shorts and waved it in sight of his friends.
'Looks like this little pills will give us some advantage.'

As Toby made dinner in the kitchen, he heard the dirty laughter of the
three guys outside but didn't know the reason - not yet!

Of course, after dinner Toby had to do all the cleaning: the dishes, the
kitchen and the eatingroom of the hut. After half an hour Toby came,
still naked, out of the hut, where his brother and his friends smoked a
cigarette. The first part of Toby which was seen by the guys outside was
his hard cock, which stood permanently from his slim body. The comments
were cruel. Marcel laughed: 'Damn, even the cleaning make this bitch
horny. Look at his cock.' 'Seems, like we have a insatiable homo here',
he brother Michael hissed and of course, his buddies laughed. It was so
humiliating for Toby. But he couldn't understand, why his dick was hard
all the time. He shrugged and walked over to sit on a bank. The sunset
was amacing. The hills at the horizont glowed red in the last sunrays
and his stiff cock threw a long shadow over his abs. But the night came,
and Michael wasn't such a bad brother. He gave his smaller one a beer
after another. Toby didn't recognize, that all the bottle were already
open, when he took them. And he didn't see the small blue pills his
brother slipped in the refreshing liquid.

After a couple of hours of drinking and fun, mostly on the costs of
Toby, suddenly his brother went serious dead and asked Toby: 'So, how
many have you sucked?' Toby blushed immediately and the others went
silent. 'Such an asshole', Toby thought. Marcel knew what Toby thought
and said: 'Come on, bud, Michael told us and we have seen the pics of
your jerk off. And hell, you did it today. All the time you run around
with a hardon and now you're shy? No worry. Tell us. How many dicks have
you sucked?'

'I, ahm, I don't, shit, I'm no.' Toby stammered. The laughter of the
band grew even louder. 'Oh, look, he's embarrassed. Come on, how many?
Ten, twenty or more?', Reiner asked and took a gulp of his beer.

'NOOOO', Toby cried. 'I've only sucked one. Mike's dick. His eyes
dropped to the ground and he even blushed more, if it was possible.
There it was, his hardon, shit!

'No way'; Michael shouted and was surprised in more than one way.
'That's cool. Our trip will be much more fun as I guessed.' The gang
laughed louder than ever.

After some sips of the beer, Michael emptied the bottle, and waved to
Toby, to bring him a new one. Toby with his stiff dick walked to the
kitchen where the fridge was and fetched a new bottle. As he handed it
to his brother, Michael said: 'I'm sorry, bro. It's time to for
reparation.' Toby was confused. With a questioned look he asked: 'What
do you mean with reparation?'

'It's simple. You sucked a cock, I disturbed you and I'm sorry. Now it's
the time. I won't disturb you now. You suck, I give you the meat.'
Michael said and looked carefully in his brothers eyes to read his
reaction before he might explode.

'You mean, I shall ., that I have to . ', Toby stammered. But Michael
helped with the right words and ordered: 'Yes cocksucker, suck my cock,
NOW!' as he rubbed his crotch through his jeans.

Reiner and Marcel sat there and viewed the show. No word was spoken by
the guys. They didn't know, where this game will lead.

'No way!' Toby said and stormed out of the room. But Michael cut his
way. He grabbed Toby's left arm and spun him around. 'Oh, your choice.
But if you say No, then I have to show Mum and Dad the pictures of your
show from yesterday. And I have to call them and say, that you run
around here nude and with a hard boner. Oh, and not to forget, that you
jerked off before the eyes of us guy. What do you think, Mum will say,
that you had a lot of beer tonight, you little bastard? But the best
thing is: Klaus and Basti pursuit your little lover Mike at home. I can
call them and they will visit this little bastard. Do you want that,
little homo cocksucker-boy?'

The words sank in to the now limited brain of Toby. The beer and the
events in the last few minutes left a chaos and there was no hope in
sight. Not now. So Toby's only answer was: 'No, let Mike go. I will. I
mean, ok, so let's do it'.

Reiner and Marcel looked relieved and highfived. This would be a great
first night of the trip. But for Michael, the humiliation of his little
fag-brother just started. 'Let's do what, little fag? Say it right', he
asked.

'I do it, I suck your cock', Toby said calmly. But Michael was now in
his element. 'Beg for it, cocksucker'

'Can I suck your dick, Michael?', Toby said but looked at the ground.
Michael took his fingers and placed them under the chin of his little
brother. He pushed his hand up and lifted the sight of his fag-brothers
face. As both boys looked into each others eyes, Michael simply said:
'Sure. Like I said. It's time for reparation.' He slumped back in his
seat and spread his legs. This will be great.

Toby stood there frozen. He was shaking at his whole body. As Michael
squeezed his crotch and spoke, Toby came back to reality.

'Come on. Let's start. Get my dick out of my jeans and suck it. I'm
horny as hell. But as I see, you too.' Michael said and showed with his
fingers at the hard pole in front of Toby. He made an mental note, not
to overpress it with the small blue pills.

Toby opened the belt and also the zipper of his brother's jeans. As he
reached for his goal, his brother slapped his hand away and said: 'Not
so fast, cocksucker. Lick over my boxer. I want you to lick my cock hard
before you can take a look at my fuckpole.'

Toby flicked his teen-tongue over the exposed boxer of his brother. He
licked the thin material and saw the hidden cock twitch. His brother
Michael was only 19 and so his hormones boiled at the sensitive touch of
such a hot tongue. Michael began to moan: 'Yes, fag, you're good. Go on.
Lick my cock. Do you smell my man-scent?' He closed his eyes and enjoyed
the sucking. 'Lick it through my boxers. Soon you will have him all'

After only 5 Minutes of licking, Michaels cock was rock hard. 'Come on,
fagboy, go for it. Free your target an suck my cock. Put your hot mouth
over my cockhead and close your lips around the shaft, you pervert'
Michael groaned. And Toby found, it wasn't that bad. So he freed the
hidden snake and took a first look at his brother's hard cock. It was
huge. It was smooth and it was hot. He want it, no, he needed it. Now!

'Do you like it?' Michael asked. Toby didn't answer. He was transfixed
on the manmeat in front of his eyes. It was a lot bigger than Mikes at
home, his first cock he had seen hard exept his own. As answer Toby did
a slight nod and played with the cock in his hands. He probed with his
tongue at the cockhead. His moist tongue flicked over the purple head,
as it leaked the first dribbles of precum.

You like it? 'Woooooooooaw, that's so gooooooooood.' Michael moaned.
'Put it in your hot pussy-mouth.' And Toby did it exactly. He braved
himself and took his brothers cock as deep as possible in his hot mouth
and closed his lips around the thick shaft. That was really hot. Michael
was horny like hell. He had had a few blowjobs from some girls he dated,
but his little brother was the hit. He never experienced such a blowjob.


After like 10 minutes Michael grabbed his cocksucker-brothers head and
held him in front of his cock. He pushed in as much as possible and
shouted: 'Yeah, fag, here it comes. Get your first reward for the night.
I'm cumming. Come on, bitch, swallow it all. Gulp down the
family-sperms..., yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaassssssssss'.

Toby felt a twitching in his mouth, as his brothers big cock shot volley
after volley of goo in his hungry mouth. He knew, now he got the entire
reward of his sucking. Michael spurted jet after jet in the hot mouth in
front of him. Suddenly there was a flash. 'What was this?' Toby asked
himself. Toby spun his head around, just in the moment, his brother shot
another gob of cum, which hit Toby across his right cheek. Another
flash. 'Super. That's it' squeaked Marcel and pushed the button on his
Digi-Cam once more. 'Hot.' was the only word, Reiner said as he looked
over the viewer of the camcorder.

,You are assholes. You're perverts. Why do you do this?' shouted Toby
and tears watered his fogged eyes. As Michael subsided from his enormous
orgasm, he said with a heavy breathing: 'You know, it's just something
like an insurance. We don't know, where this all we lead and how
cooperative you will be. So it is better to have something in your hand.
With a shit eating grin he pushed his brother aside and cleaned his
spent cock on the back of his cocksucker as good as possible. Then Toby
heard the sound of a zipper. His brother stored his cock back, satisfied
for now. To his friends he said: 'Who's next?'

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