Date: Wed, 6 Apr 2016 15:52:46 -0600
From: Water Skier <nudewaterskier63@gmail.com>
Subject: Brother Brad Chapter 1

Hello men, and the few women who also read these stories.  This is my third
story to be posted on Nifty, but my first multi chapter story.  You can
find my others by searching for the titles: "What Might Have Been" and
"Missionaries at the ABS."  If you have comments on those stories please
post them to the email address below.  The one on the stories is no longer
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Please be aware that this story is complete fiction.  I am unfamiliar with
monastic life so what you read is all from my imagination.  There is no
effort being made to be authentic.  I welcome your feedback at:
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Brother Brad
Chapter 1

Knock knock knock

"Come in," said a deep, resonant voice from within.

Brad pushed open the heavy wooden door and entered a sparse, but warmly
decorated room.  Sitting behind a very old, ornately carved desk sat the
owner of the voice.  Brother Rex was NOT what Brad was expecting to find.
Brother Rex wasn't old like Brad had thought the leader of a religious
order would be.  No, Brother Rex was in his mid to late 30s, dark wavy
hair, 5:00 shadow at 1:00pm, and muscular.  He was wearing a robe of rough
material.  The robe fitted over the head, two holes in the sides for his
arms and was tied at the waist with a rope.  Very middle ages, thought
Brad.  It looked as if Brother Rex was not wearing a shirt under the robe
as curls of dark hair were visible around the so called collar and his arms
were bare.  Even with the loose fitting robe, Brad could see that Brother
Rex was built.  Broad shoulders, defined pecs, big arms.  You get the
picture.

"May I help you," asked Brother Rex?

Brother Rex nearly choked when he saw the young man standing in front of
him.  Here was a young god with golden wavy hair, bright blue eyes and a
body worth sinning over.  Brad stood 6'1" of solid muscle.  Having played
sports throughout high school he had the sculpted body of an athlete.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, strong thick legs and a butt you could get
lost in.

"I'm sorry to disturb you.  I was looking for Brother Rex, the head of The
Order."

"Look no further.  I am Brother Rex.  And who might you be?"

"My name is Brad, sir, and we had an appointment today.  I can come back
another time if you are busy.  I don't want to disturb you."

"Please come in, Brad.  You are not disturbing me.  Not at all.  What
brings you to our humble order?"

"Well...I'm not really sure.  You see, I'm confused and I thought maybe I
would find some answers here."

"That sounds very serious.  Why don't you start from the beginning and
let's see if we can find those elusive answers you are searching for,"
replied Brother Rex.

"I was raised in a very conservative home.  No drinking, no smoking, no
cussing...you get the picture."  Even dating was frowned upon unless it was
a church function and you could never be alone with another person.
Anyway, I played on the school football and basketball teams, ran track and
swam on the swim team."

"Wow, you must have been the star athlete at your high school," said Rex.

"No, not really.  I was good enough to be on the teams, but never a real
standout.  That's ok, though.  I don't really like attention.  Anyway, with
the end of school last week, I didn't really know what to do.  I'm not all
the interested in going to college but I like to help people.  A neighbor
told me about this place.  He didn't really know all that much about it,
but said he thought "The Brothers" did service in the community.  That is
what I really like to do, is to help other people.  That is why I came to
talk to you, to find out what you do and if I might be able to help."

"What do your parents think about this?"

"They think it's pretty cool.  They know I'm not all the interested in
school and mom always said I had a big heart.  Dad says that he's ok with
it if it makes me happy."

"So the answers you are searching for is what direction you should take
with your life and will it have any meaning.  That is something man has
been searching for since the creation.  I can tell you that a life of
service, while not always easy or lucrative, can be very rewarding.  Our
little band of Brothers are very close and we protect each other.  We find
great value in that.  We also help in the community by sponsoring food and
clothing drives, literacy programs and other community events.

I'm not sure that sounds all that exciting to a young man like yourself."

"But something must have drawn you here.  I mean you are not an old man so
you must have been drawn here when you were close to my age," responded
Brad.

"Indeed I was just about your age.  That was 20 years ago but it seems only
a year or two.  Yes...I was drawn here.  Maybe for a different reason than
you, and it is not really important right now, but I have found great peace
and fulfillment here."

"So how do I apply, or get in or whatever it is you do?" asked Brad.

"Well, we are very selective who we allow in to our order.  As I mentioned,
we are all very close and never want to jeopardize what we have.  Do you
understand?"

"Oh yes, I understand.  And I would never do anything to harm or bring
dishonor to The Order here."

This is exactly what Rex was hoping to hear.  He so wanted this young man
to be near and he would do just about anything to make it happen.  But he
had to be careful.  Only certain men were welcome in The Order and they had
to be screened very carefully.  He would have to move slowly until he knew
more.

"Brad, tell you what.  I want you to go home and think about this.  This is
a life altering move and shouldn't be rushed.  We live a very simple life.
There are very few of what the world today would call necessities.  No
Television, no cell phones, no video games.  We spend our days in service
and contemplation.  The one "luxury" that we have allowed ourselves is a
pretty well-appointed gym with free weights, machines, steam room, sauna
and hot tub.  We find that working out helps dispel some of the pent up
energy that develops during our studies and contemplation.

I am willing to offer you a rare opportunity to "intern" with us for the
summer.  If at the end of the summer you feel that this is the right place
for you, then we will welcome you with open arms.  If, however, you find
you are not happy here, then you can leave.  How does that sound?"

"That sounds amazing!  When can I move in?!"

"Remember, I want you to go home and think about this.  Talk it over with
your parents.  I'm assuming that you are over 18, we don't take underage
kids here.  Sleep on it tonight and then come back and see me tomorrow with
your answer.  What do you think?"

"I turned 18 last month and I know my parents will think it ok.  They want
to go to Africa on some gospel mission or something and were wondering what
to do about me.  There is no fucking way, oh, sorry, I shouldn't have said
that.  I mean I really don't want to go with them and they don't want to
leave me alone in the house for a year."

"Don't worry about the language," chuckled Brother Rex.  "Sometimes fuck is
just the right word for what you need to say.  But we try not to use it in
our everyday speech.

Go home and think about it," said Brother Rex as he stood up.  The
interview was obviously over so Brad stood up also.  "Come back tomorrow at
this same time if you still want to give this a go.  You will need to have
someone drop you off as there is no place to park a car.  Also, leave your
computer, phone and anything else you have.  Just come with the clothes on
your back, and those will be taken from you.  They will be kept in a locker
until your 90 days is over.  You will be issued a robe just like this one
to wear.  Nothing else.  Once you enter these doors you will not be allowed
to leave for 90 days, with no contact with the outside world.  Do you
understand?"

Brad shook his head yes.

"Answer me," commanded Brother Rex.  I need to hear you say that you
understand the conditions and stipulations and that you are willing to
abide by them.  Say it."

"I understand the conditions and stipulations as you have laid them out and
I agree to them.  I am to have no outside contact while I am here, no
possessions except the clothes I wear in and I cannot leave for at least 90
days," Brad solemnly intoned.

"Good boy.  Think about what we have talked about and if you are still in
agreement then I shall see you tomorrow at 1pm.  In order to put you
parents' minds to rest, you can tell them that one of the Brothers is a
medical doctor and he has a fully stocked office here.  He can treat most
anything.  If it is very serious then we have an arrangement with the local
hospital."

With that, Brother Rex reached out and shook Brad's hand.  Brad felt a bit
of a shock when their hands touched but didn't know why.  All he knew was
that it felt good, warm and right.

At 1:00pm, Brad found himself standing at the door to The Order.  His
parents were relieved that their son had chosen to explore the world of a
religious order.  They had tried all his life to beat into him the perils
of sin and to beware the wickedness of the world.  Now that Brad was taken
care of with the Brothers, they could travel to Africa for their mission.

Brad felt some trepidation as he stood at the door.  He told his friends
that he was going to study in a remote part of the world and would not have
access to any communication for 3 months.  They thought this was a little
weird, but they chalked it up to Brad being Brad.  He didn't have to worry
about his parents or his friends trying to pry information from him.  He
was free!

He lifted the large, heavy door knocker and let it fall.  He waiting and
then repeated the motion.  Finally, the door opened and Brad was greeted by
a member of The Order.  This Brother also was youngish, maybe in his late
20s.  This brother eyed Brad up and down and his face broke out into a wide
smile.

"You must be Brad.  We were hoping that you would be joining us.  Brother
Rex told us all about you and the Brothers are anxious to meet you.  Please
come in.  I will take you to Brother Rex right away.  My name is Brother
Steven, but most call me Steve."  The young Brother began a quick walk down
the hallway with Brad following behind.  Brother Steve was wearing a robe
identical to what Brother Rex had worn yesterday.  And though the garment
hung loose, Brad could still tell that this man had a good body underneath.

"Here you go.  I will leave you in the very capable hands of our leader,
Brother Rex.  He will take good care of you.  I will see you at supper."
Brother Steve rapped on the door, turned and walked away without waiting
for the door to open.

Brad had time to take only a couple of steadying breaths before the door
opened and there stood Brother Rex with a wide smile.  "Come in, come in.
I am so glad that you decided to give our little order a try.  I hope you
will grow to love it here as much as the rest of us.  I can't think of a
single Brother who wants to leave."

"That says something about the leadership of the organization," replied
Brad.  He had studied Organizational Behavior during his senior year and
knew a bit about corporate culture.

"Thank you, Brad.  That is very kind.  But I really can't take the credit.
This Order was set up a millennium ago and we have followed the old ways as
much as possible, with a few modifications.  But you will learn about those
during your stay.

Now first things first.  I will take you to your room so you can change out
of your street clothes.  You will be expect to wear the same robes as the
rest of us.  Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir.  I do."

"Good.  So let's get moving.  We have a lot to cover today."

With that Brother Rex took off down the hallway.  He made several turns,
climbed a staircase and made several more turns.  At this point Brad was
completely lost and knew he could never find his way back.  This made him a
bit nervous.  Brother Rex noticed the look of consternation on the young
man's face and said,

"Don't worry.  You will find your way around.  It's really not as confusing
as you may think.  There is a very logical order to the place.  You will
get the hang of it.  Besides, there are always Brothers walking around and
you can ask them for directions if you get lost.  We are all very helpful
and friendly," smiled Brother Rex.

Soon they came to a door and Brother Rex opened it.  Inside was a desk and
a simple bed.  On the bed was a robe similar to the one worn by Brother Rex
and a piece of rope.

"Right, I'll just leave you for a few minutes while you change.  I will
then take you on a tour of the place," remarked Brother Rex as he left the
room.

Brad kicked off his shoes, he wore no socks, peeled off his shirt and
stepped out of his pants.  He grabbed the robe and slid it over his head.
The material was a bit rough and scratchy on his smooth skin.  "This will
take some getting used to," he thought.  Brad took the rope and tied it
around his waist.  That was then he noticed a thin strip of leather with a
snap on the end.  He had no idea what it was and decided he would ask
Brother Rex about it.

Soon there was a knock on the door and Brother Rex re-entered the room.
"So, we all set," he asked? "Give me your clothes and I will put them in
this bag for safe keeping."

As Brad handed over his clothing he mentioned the leather strip.  "Sir, I
found this on my bed under my robe, but I have no idea what it is for."

"That goes around your privates, son.  It is for..." Brother Rex had to
think of something quick.  "It is our one method of denial.  Some orders
use whips, some long fasts from food.  We use this."

"But I don't understand," replied Brad.  How does it attach?  What does it
do?"

"I will attach it for you this time.  As to what it does, that is something
that you will discover in time.  Now lift your robe so that I may secure
this."

Brad lifted up his robe and Brother Rex scowled.

"Is something wrong," asked Brad?

"What are these?  Why are you wearing them? Did I not tell you that you
were to only wear what we gave you?"

"These are my underwear.  I..I thought I would at least wear my shorts."

"And you were going to wear the same pair of underwear for 3 months?  Don't
you think they would get a bit ripe?"

"I'm not sure what I thought.  Maybe that you had forgotten to give me some
with the robe, or that I would get some at a later time."

"No, you were given everything you need.  We do not wear underwear under
our robes.  We don't want anything to bind us in any way.  Now drop em!"

Brad didn't mind lifting up his robe when he was wearing his underwear, but
the idea of dropping his shorts in front of this man caused some
unrecognized feelings.  With a great deal of trepidation, Brad lowered his
shorts.

What Brother Rex saw was a wonderful cock.  Not porn star big, but of
sufficient girth and length to be proud of.  Brad also had decent sized
balls that hung down.  The overall picture was one of beauty, just like the
rest of this youth.

What happened next made Brad gasp and Brother Rex to quietly moan.  Brother
Rex grabbed Brad's penis as he wrapped the cock-ring around his organ and
snapped it into place.  He might have held on just a second or two longer
than what was necessary, but he wasn't sure how soon he would hold it in
his hands again.

Brad gasped because no one had ever touched him there before.  He only
touched his privates when he washed them in the shower.  His father had
been very clear – he was never to touch himself in a way that elicited
pleasure for that was of the devil.  After all, sex was the original sin
and feeling pleasure in one's sex organ was the first step to sinning and
to hell.

Brother Rex let go and Brad dropped the robe to cover himself up.  It felt
strange not wearing his soft cotton underwear.  He felt free.  But the
rough material rubbed his sensitive head causing a bit of pain, with some
unexpected pleasure.

Soon the two men were walking out the door and down the hall.  But Brad had
a problem.  The cockring was pushing his manhood out, away from his body
and the rough robe was rubbing his cockhead.  While he tried to ignore it,
Brad soon realized that he was getting hard.  And the more he tried to
ignore it, the harder he became.  It wasn't long until Brad was sporting a
full on erection, and the robe did nothing to hide it.  The rubbing felt
good, damn good.  Brad was conflicted.  How could something that felt this
good be bad as his father had always warned him?

Just then, Brother Steve turned the corner and started walking towards
them.  When Brother Steve saw Brad he smiled.  When he saw his excited
state his smile stretched into a grin.  Pleasantries were exchanged and the
two men continued on their tour.  For over an hour the two men walked,
learning the building and greeting others.  All the Brothers seemed very
friendly and happy.  They all broke into wide grins when they met Brad.
Brad just kept getting more and more embarrassed because his cock was
getting harder and harder, if that was possible.  It was the hardest it had
ever been in his life.

Finally, Brother Rex stopped in front of a door that said Medical.  "We
want you to have a physical examination by our physician, Brother Luke.
This will ensure that you stay healthy during your stay here.  Is that
alright," asked Brother Rex?

Brad was relieved.  At last he could talk to a real doctor about what was
going on with his cock.  Yes, it would be embarrassing, but it would be
better than the continued agony he was going through.

"Yes, that will be fine," replied Brad.

"Good.  Then I will leave you here and have Brother Steve collect you when
you are finished.  He can show you back to your room, or to the dining hall
depending on the time."  With that, Brother Rex knocked on the door and
entered without waiting for a reply.

"Brother Luke, I would like to introduce you to our summer intern.  This is
Brother Brad.  He just arrived today and I have been giving him a tour of
the place.  I thought it best that you give him his physical today so there
is no question about his status during his stay.  When you are finished,
please ring Brother Steve to collect him."  With that, Brother Rex turned
and walked out the door.  Did Brad imagine it or did Brother Rex really
give a small wink before he turned and left?

Brother Luke was an imposing man.  He stood 6'1" or 6'2", blond hair,
strong jaw.  He had a kind, friendly smile.  Like everyone else that Brad
had met today, Brother Luke was well proportioned and built.  "They must
all use the gym regularly," thought Brad.  "I guess it is the only form of
recreation that a monk would get."

Brother Luke smiled and held out his hand.  "Welcome to our humble Order,
Brother Brad.  I hope you will be happy here."

"Thank you.  That is very kind.  So far everyone has been very friendly.
I'm not sure exactly what my duties will be here, but I am anxious to find
out and get started."

"Very good, so why don't we do just that and get started? Will you please
remove your robe?"

"Uh, I don't think I can do that, sir.  I have a condition going on right
now and it is embarrassing.  I wanted to talk to you about it so I guess
this is a good a time as ever.  You see, I've always worn underwear my
whole life and it is strange to go without.  Plus, Brother Rex put
something on my privates that seems to have pushed them out so they have
been rubbing even more.  This has caused an embarrassing situation."

"You have an erection, is that it?"

"Yes, sir."

"Why is that embarrassing?  We are all men, we all get erections.  It is
the way God intended it to be.  Without erections, how would we conceive
children and multiply and replenish the earth as was His command to Adam?
There is nothing embarrassing or wrong with having an erection.  Be proud
of what you have.  Don't hide your gifts under a bushel, so to speak,
though for propriety sake you should probably keep them under your robe
when out in the halls," Brother Luke finished with a chuckle.

His words eased Brad's discomfort and he untied his rope belt and slipped
off his robe.  What was revealed caused Brother Luke to inhale sharply.
Before him stood a beautiful example of young male virility.  Well defined
and sculpted muscles on his chest and abs.  Strong legs to carry his body.
A beautiful hard cock that had turned an angry red from being hard for so
long with the added stimulation of the rough material as it rubbed him as
he walked.  And an ass that seemed to be carved out of marble.  Two
beautiful half melon orbs with a cleft between them that he could get lost
in.

Brother Luke had Brad sit on the exam table and took his pulse, which seems
to be racing a bit but was understandable given the circumstances, his
blood pressure was normal as were his reflexes.  Brother Luke listened to
his heart and lungs.  All clear!  He had Brad lay down so he could press on
his abs.  His hands may have lingered a bit long and brushed a bit more
that a normal exam but he just couldn't help himself.  As he pressed on
Brad's lower abdomen, Brother Luke's hands gently brushed Brad's cock head.
This elicited a slight gasp from Brad.

For the second time in his life, someone else had touched him.  He knew it
was sinful, but he wished that it would happen again.

Brother Luke mentioned that he wanted to take Brad's temperature so Brad
opened his mouth.  With a warm, friendly chuckle, the doctor told him to
close his mouth.  "We like to take a core reading so that we get a more
accurate number," explained Brother Joe.

"What does that mean," asked Brad?

"It means I need you to get off the table and turn around.  I am going to
insert the thermometer into your anus," replied the doctor.

Brad did as he was directed.  He hadn't had his temperature taken this way
since he was a little kid.  But even then he remembered that he didn't mind
it.  And sort of missed it when he got older.  So he slid off the table and
turned around.  Brother Luke made a big deal about putting his young
patient at ease.  He explained in detail what he was doing.  He asked Brad
to spread his legs a bit so he could part his ass cheeks.  He took a small
amount of lube and placed it on his finger.  Then he slowly and carefully
rubbed it on Brad's sphincter, loosening the muscle, getting it to relax.
Brad just laid his head down on the table and quietly moaned.  Then the
doctor inserted the thermometer into his rectum.

A soft low moan escaped from Brad.  It felt good.  He didn't know why, but
it did.  He enjoyed the feeling of the thin glass tube sliding in.  Brother
Luke seemed to have trouble finding the right spot since he kept pushing it
in then pulling it out.  He did this quite a few times while rotating it.
A couple of times the thermometer hit something deep inside that caused
Brad's dick to jump and pulse out a drop of pre-cum.  The first time it
happened Brad's eyes nearly rolled completely back and a louder groan
escaped his lips.  Brother Luke just smiled.  "Yes," he thought, "he will
fit in here just fine!"

After a few minutes, Brother Luke extracted the thermometer and took a
reading.  Perfectly normal.  Brad was disappointed when the instrument left
his anal cavity and he felt surprisingly empty.  He would have to think
about that when he was alone.  Too bad he didn't have anyone to talk about
it with.  He would be mortified to say anything to Brother Rex.  Such an
upstanding man of the cloth would never experience, nor understand, such
feelings.  So who could he talk to?

Brother Luke concluded the examination and declared Brad to be in perfect
health.  Soon after, there was a knock at the door and Brother Steve was
there to escort him back to his room before dinner.  As they were walking,
Brother Steve asked about the examination.  He seemed particularly
interested in the procedure to take his temperature.  Brad was reluctant to
say anything and became tongue-tied.  Brother Steve understood, since he
felt the same way with his exam, and so when they reached Brad's room,
Brother Steve invited himself in.  Once inside the room, Brother Steve
said, "Brad, there is no reason to be ashamed or embarrassed about your
feelings during the examination.  We have all experienced it.  Every one."

"You mean even Brother Rex," asked Brad?

"Oh yes, even Brother Rex," chuckled Brother Steve.  "The good Lord gave us
our bodies and all that entails.  He expects us to feel pleasure, otherwise
He would not have created those pleasure spots in us.  Remember, God does
not make mistakes."

With that, Brother Steve got up and said he would return to escort Brad to
dinner.  There he would meet the other members of The Order and Brother
Steve was certain that many of the men would want to become friends with
Brad.

After dinner, Brad tried to lay down in his bed.  Unfortunately, his robe
was much too rough and scratchy to sleep in, so Brad was lying in bed
naked.  This was a new experience for him.  His parents would never have
approved.  Yet, he liked it immensely.  There was a little hint of
naughtiness that made his dick stand at attention.

Sleep finally overcame him and he drifted off.  His dreams that night were
mildly erotic with his ass being the main focus, which surprised him as
until now he had never considered his ass to be erogenous.  What surprised
him even more were the people in his dreams, with the main cast of
characters consisting of Brothers Rex, Steve and even Brother Joseph.

***End Chapter 1***

There was no sex in this chapter, but that will change.  Cum back and
follow Brother Brad's experiences with The Order in Chapter 2.