Exposed Chapter 2
by TJ Mason Writingdad@yahoo.com
Thank you to the six people that have responded to this story. I'm glad you're enjoying it. Like most authors, I enjoy feedback.
Standard disclaimers apply, and all rights reserved. That means that, these characters are mine, and if you use them in a story that I didn't approve of, I'll tie you up, tape duct tape on all the hairy parts of your body, rip it off, cut your nuts off and feed them to you while shoving big, nasty, dry toys up your ass.
Damn. I bet there's at least four guys out there working on fucking with my characters right now. Please don't. I hate lawyers, and if you use my characters without my permission, I'll just have to hire one and fuck your life up, and then you'd REALLY be fucked for making me spend money with bottom dwelling, scum sucking, don't-deserve-to-live lawyers...get my point?
Hope you enjoy the story...
From Chapter 2
I had no idea how much piss I had drunk, how much cum I had swallowed, and how many loads I had taken up my ass. But, finally, I heard my brothers' voice. "Well, faggot, are you finally satisfied?"
I shook my head in the negative.
"What more could you want? He asked.
"You" I said.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"I want you to take the blindfold off me, and then make love to me," I said.
"You mean you want me to fuck you?" he asked.
"No," I replied. "I want you to remove the blindfold, and then I want you to use my body for you sexual gratification, but I want you to love my body as much as I love, and lust yours."
"You can't be serious," he said.
"Kyle," I started, "I have lusted after you for a long time. You've obviously read my journal, and you know that I'm in love with you. You know that I would give anything to spend the rest of my life being yours."
There was a dead silence of several minutes.
I heard the handcuffs being unlocked, and my arms were finally free. Then my legs followed.
"You have your freedom, if you want it," he said.
"And if I don't," I asked.
"Then you belong to me forever," he said.
"Then take me, and make me yours," I replied.
I pulled the mask off, and looked at my younger brother. I knew that I meant what I had said. I had lusted after him for years. I had always wondered what it would be like to eat his dick and to feel it pounding away inside of me.
"If you meant this, then you mean that you're willing to suck my dick, and ride it, in front of your friends in the locker room? he asked.
"I will do anything, anywhere, or anyone, so long as you promise to love me, and be mine," I replied.
He stood there, naked, in front of me. His flaccid penis was at least 5" soft.
"Can I drink your piss?" I asked.
He just stood there, so I leaned over and took that big slab of meat in my mouth.
He grabbed my bald head and I felt the piss begin to flow, as I swallowed as hard and fast as I could.
"I need to cum at least four times a day," he said.
"Then use me as your cum dump," I replied.
He started fucking my mouth.
"You're gonna let me fuck you in public, right?" he asked.
I pulled his dick out of my mouth and answered, "I'm yours. You can use me however you want, wherever you want, whenever you want, regardless of who's around."
He started fuckin' his stiffening dick into my mouth, pumping his dick in and out of my throat.
He fucked my mouth brutally, bruising my lips. He seemed to be grudge fucking my mouth, not caring that I had professed my love for him. I felt his dick swell, and his nuts pull up towards his body. He said, "Yeah, big bro, we're gonna have an interesting couple of years together," and then he filled my gullet with his sperm.
Yeah, it was an interesting couple of years.
Right after he came, Kyle, breathing the heavy breathing of a guy who had just cum said to me, "Tegan, do you remember last year when I came into your room to talk to you that night, and you told me to fuck off?"
"You mean the night that Lisa dumped you?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said.
"I remember," I said.
"I reached out to you that night, bro," he said. "And you completely shattered me."
I kept my mouth shut and listened.
"I was hurting, Teeg," he continued. "I was hurting, and you turned your back on me."
"I was scared, Kyle." I said.
"Scared of what?" he spat back at me.
"I was in love with you, and here you came to me, vulnerable, needing. I was scared that if you asked me to hold you, that I would have gotten turned on, and you would have hated me."
"Well, doesn't that suck for you now?" he sneered.
Again, I kept my mouth shut, and just looked at him.
"Aren't you gonna ask why?" he spat at me.
The cold realization of my situation hit me in the gut like a punch.
The person I was in love with, the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, the man I had just, on camera, agreed to give myself to without question... he hated me. I had scorned him when he needed me, and now, he had engineered my `deflowering' on camera, and apparently made money doing it, and he hated me.
A tear escaped my eye. "I'm sorry, Kyle."
"Sorry is NOT going to fix this, you fucking slime ball," he said to me.
"For the record, Tegan, I'm not gay. I never was, and I never will be. And you have gotten the one and only taste of my spooge that you'll ever get."
My head and my heart were reeling. Physically, I'd had more sex in the past couple of hours than most people get in a year. That had taken its emotional toll on me, as had my professing my love for my brother. Now, here he was, rejecting me.
"But, as this very handy video will show, you belong to me, big bro. And I'm going to make your life a living hell."
He walked away for a moment, and then came back.
"Just so that you will know, I just made sure all the cameras were off."
"Cameras?" I asked.
"God, you're stupid," he said. "I told you I had four cameras and helpful camera men on you all night. I've got enough tape of you to make SEVERAL porno movies. Oh, and, for the record, all those papers you signed, where you signed a waiver for tonights exploits," he continued, "one of those forms gives me permission to sell the video from tonight, and you have waived all rights to any income from the sale of those videos for the payment that I have given you."
"You haven't given me any payment," I said.
"Check your bank statement this month, stupid," he said. "You will find a $500 payment wired to your checking account from mine," he said. `While that's not even a good 10% of the take I got for selling you tonight, it's enough to satisfy the contract you signed."
"I can't believe you've done this to me," I said to him.
He slapped me hard across the face, "You worthless, arrogant slime," he said. "I worshipped you. I loved you, I adored you. I wanted to BE you," he said, almost gasping.
"You were so smart, and handsome, and athletic. Everybody loved you, and wanted to be your friend. But when I needed you, you shut me out."
"I just told you why," I said.
"NOT good enough," emotion cracking his voice. "I needed you," he said, his voice cracking. "I needed my big brother to hold me and tell me that everything would be ok. But, no. You told me to fuck off!" he spat at me. "Well, big brother," he said with hate in his voice, "I've got you on tape saying you're in love with me, and that you give yourself to me to use as I want to."
I knew I had fucked up. I was going through so many emotions. I was truly remorseful that I had hurt my brother. I was kicking myself for having admitted that, and for saying, on tape that I would do anything he wanted. And I was scared. I could see the hate in my brothers' eyes, and I knew that I was screwed, literally, and figuratively.
Kyle walked away, and then returned. In his hand was a strange looking thing.
"This, Tegan, is a butt plug. It's yours. You will wear it at all times that you are at home. When you come home, you will go to your room, spread Vasoline on this, and stick it up your butt. If I ever catch you at home, or anywhere we go as a family without this in your ass, I will show mom and dad an edited version of todays video. A version that will not have me in it. The only time you are allowed to not have the plug in your ass is when you have a dick in your ass. And, make no mistake, big brother, you are going to have lots of dicks in your ass. At home, at school, in public places, in private, I am going to make a fortune selling your ass and your mouth to anyone willing to pay the price. By the time you gradate from high school, I will be a rich, rich man. And, for you, the sad thing is, I'm selling you cheap, because you are cheap. $1 to piss in your mouth, $5 for a blowjob, and $10 to fuck you in the ass. Every price will be inflated by $5 for the act to be done in public. And when I say, in public, I mean in a place that is open enough that someone COULD catch you, but, because I'm greedy, they probably, maybe, possibly, will not."
"You hate me that much?" I asked.
"Yes," he spat at me.
"Somehow, I don't think you need vasoline right now, but, because I don't want to damage my most precious investment," he said, and then, rubbing the butt plug in a fresh can of vasoline, he jammed it in my ass.
I sucked air because, even after the fucking I had taken, that fucking plug hurt.
"Incidentally," Kyle said, "You can grow your eyebrows out, but that's it. You are to keep your body completely hairless."
I just looked at him.
"Oh, and, incidentally, you're taking on the soccer team tomorrow after football practice," he said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"After you finish football practice, you are to put on your jeans, your shirt and your shoes, and drive to the soccer field," he said. "You are to go into the field house, remove your clothes, and service whomever shows up, in whatever manner they require. I've got a security deposit," he said with a very, exceedingly evil grin.
"Just so you understand," he said, "You are going to be sucking dick, and getting fucked, and drinking piss every day for the rest of your tenure at high school. What you won't know is who has paid for it, and who is smart enough to scam me. So you will be giving away freebies along with the paid for."
I just looked at him.
"Oh," he continued, "In case you didn't pick up on it, you no longer wear underwear. You go commando all the time. That way you won't have so many clothes to deal with while taking care of the needs of the guys who will be using you."
"You're really going to do this to me?" I asked.
"This, and so much more," he replied.
So...what do you think? Kyle is really hating his big bro...Can you even imagine all the nasty, piggy, twisted possibilities I have planned.
What do YOU think?