Date: Mon, 5 Apr 2021 15:04:22 +0100 (BST)
From: blackscar01 <blackscar01@btinternet.com>
Subject: A Brother Used - Part 4

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He began to take off his clothes, Delroy's cock was an obscene ten inches
long, thick and gnarled, a large vein the size of your middle finger ran up
the thick black shaft from his two huge black eggs, nestling in their
hairless sac, up to the, lighter, cut head, he slowly wanked his cock,
precum dribbled from the head.

`You got the lube too'

Marvin nodded and handed him the clear plastic bottle; he gave it a shake
mixing up the white powder; till it looked like snowflakes in a snow
globe. He squeezed some along the length of his hard cock and smeared it
on.

`Turn him over and pull his legs back'

                           *******************


A Brother Used – part 4


Mike takes up the story.


`Delroy, then we are going to let them go, aren't we?

He didn't answer, just sucked his teeth. Delroy squirted some more of the
lube on his hand, he wiped it on Martin's puffy hole, forcing some inside
with his fingers, then lined his cock up for entry.

`I thought I told you two, hold his legs back!'

He prodded his large cut cockhead at Martin's hole; it looked too big to
me, he had another try.

`Fuck, both of you take your belts off and pull his legs right back and tie
them to the head board'

Marvin quickly did as he was asked, Martin was now on his back, well his
shoulders really, his legs pulled back over his head and attached to the
headboard by belts from his ankles, his wet glistening puffy rosette
standing out from his pale arse. Delroy shuffled forward again, he had a
much better angle, he forced his cock head into Martin's arse and then
smiling at us; his gold tooth glinting he gripped Martins calves and lunged
forward, burying his ten-inch cock to the hilt. Martin's eyes, shot open,
his mouth wide, he looked confused, the light in his eyes fading to a glaze
as Delroy slowly dragged Martin's sphincter back outwards, down the length
of his cock, before hammering himself back home again.

`Fuck he is tight'

Mike watched the huge black cock, stretching the already puffy hole wider,
Delroy got a good rhythm going as he held Martin's calves flat to the wall.

`He is not going to be tight after you, I am glad I had a go first'

Delroy chuckled and fucked him harder.

Marvin packed and lit a glass pipe, he passed it to Mike, who nodded and
took a long drag on the smoke, holding it deep in is lungs, his head
floating. He didn't see Marvin touched Delroy's shoulder, he glanced back
and nodded; another chuckle.

Mike had his hand on his own pale cock, a glistening blob of precum swung
in the air in time to his wanks. Mike went to hand the pipe back, Marvin
held up his hand and indicated for him to take another hit.

`Go on man, enjoy it, its good shit'

Mike gave a chuckle, Marvin and Delroy were always so generous to him.

`Cheers, don't mind if I do'

He took another long drag, holding the smoke deep in his lungs, he watched
the herb glowing in the glass bowl, as his mind was washed over with
stuporing waves of numbing pleasure. If he had looked closer, he would have
seen the off yellow rock nestling amongst the herb, he missed it bubbling,
giving off its seductive vapours: but not the smoke which he inhaled
deeply.

To late, he realised something was terribly wrong, Mike slid to the floor,
his legs giving way beneath him. Grinning Marvin took the glass pipe from
his fingers, his face smiling as Mike's eyes glazed over, conscious life
fading from them.

`Night, night white boy'

Delroy grinned at Marvin, get filming. Marvin pulled out his phone and
began to record, Martin's face, his eyes open, but unseeing, his calves and
feet pressed against the wall by Delroy as he fucked him hard and deep,
then down to Delroy's, black ball sac, its rhythmic slapping against
Martin's taint turning all the cum oozing from his hole into a white
foam. Delroy nodded towards Mike's naked body, he was sat propped up
against the wall, his eyes also open, but vacant, Marvin nodded and smirked
as he gave his own cock a few strokes, his cut bellend wet with precum,
from watching the shows round him, he approached Mike's face.

There was no sign of recognition as Mike's full lips were smeared with
precum, Marvin grabbed his ginger hair and pushed his head back against the
wall. Gravity took over, and Mike's mouth fell open, another chuckle
escaped from Marvin as is fat cock pushed the mouth ever wider as he forced
his cockhead in. Mike's eye's flared as the cock hit the back of his
throat, triggering his gag reflex, his throat heaved.

`Gently, gently man, take it, take it'

Marvin reached for a bottle of poppers and blocking off each of Mike's
nostrils in turn, he forced him to breathe them in deeply adding to the
cocktail of drugs assaulting his system.

Slowly ever so slowly, Mike's neck distended as it accommodated Marvin's
cock. Delroy glanced back,

`Open him up good, I am going there next'


**


`Fuck off then, give a man his privacy'

Ashad, heard the door close behind him. He fucking hated that cocky Delroy
and Marvin, he couldn't wait for the day, that flashy gold tooth was
knocked out of his mouth, by the new guys taking over the area.

Ashad's gang was small, but he controlled most of the Asian businesses all
of them, paying him protection money; in return, he stopped Delroy's boys
from causing them trouble; it was an uneasy alliance.

He touched his face, the bruise was nearly gone, last week, the new guys on
the block had "introduced" themselves to him. He had been grabbed as he
left his apartment, his so-called body guards; three of his larger friends,
throwing up their hands and running as the folding stock, Kalashnikov
AK47's were pointed at them; that was some serious shit weapon, you just
didn't see them on the streets of London.

He smiled to himself, occasionally one of Delroy's guys would carry a Glock
9mm; acting the big man. Oh, he hoped he was there when they came face to
face with these guys. He chuckled again remembering the film Crocodile
Dundee, when the kid pulled a knife on him; intending to rob him, next the
kid is craping his pants when Dundee pulled out a fucking huge blade,
saying "this is what you call a knife".

The naked white boy on the bed had him squeezing his cock again as he
moaned.

Ashad, had sworn allegiance to, his new Albanian friends and to their
leader Ardian in particular, they would now get the greater cut of the
protection money he obtained, in return he would run that part of the
empire for them. With a knife at his throat he had also agreed to find out
as much about Delroy's businesses as he could; the very reason he was with
Delroy today.

Now this; these two drugged brothers being pimped out, this his Albanian
masters would be interested in, hopefully they would let him run it for
them. Ashad's background in IT already had him working out where the
cameras could go for the webcasts as these brothers and maybe a few more
guys were fucked live and it was streamed out across the world; pay for
view. He would ring them shortly, first, he needed to cum.

Ashad stood looking at the naked white teenager on the bed. Philips eyes
were open and glassy. Ashad, watched as the fingers of one hand played with
his hole, the other squeezing a nipple. His cock throbbed, he stripped off
his boxers freeing his dark brown penis, he rolled his hand up and down his
nine-inch shaft, enjoying the pleasure touching his fuck stick gave him. He
wanked slowly up to the cut head, it was a fine-looking cock even if he did
say himself, he approached the bed, Philip's weak voice whispered

`Fuck me'

`Oh, I intend to kid, I intend too'

Ashad took out his phone

`Smile for the camera'

Checking the picture, he tossed the phone to the side of the bed and
shuffled up between Philip's legs forcing them apart, he pushed his arms
back and pushed his face down to Philip's, he wanted to taste this white
boy; he could make money out of him. He licked his cheek and then his neck,
then his lips before forcing his tongue deep into the teenager's mouth, now
girls were okay, but this was the real McCoy.

He sat back on his calves and stroked his cock a few times, then spat in
his hand and smeared the end of his cockhead, he slapped it against the
boy's rosette, lined up, he plunged forward, burying his shaft to his
balls, the kid's eyes rolled back in his head his mouth open, emitting only
a steady hiss, without that "Booty bump" he would have been screaming the
place down. Ashad, ground until he was comfortable and then reaching for
his phone, he lifted his hip showing his brown cock buried to his pubes in
the white slag.

Philip's drug fucked brain, didn't record much, he was aware, but not in
the present. He could feel Ashad, hammering in to him, he was aware how his
legs ached in the positions he was fucked in, but otherwise he could feel
very little, his hand had felt at his hole during the assault, his fingers
pressing into the spongy flesh, his sphincter had long since given up any
resistance today.

His limbs felt heavy, easier to leave them where they had been put. Who was
this guy that Mike had brought into the house? Where was Mike? Christ his
brother Martin, where was he? His momentary awareness leaving him again to
his drug fucked haze.

He felt the guy began to fuck him faster and faster grunting as he slammed
his hips against his, the guy howled as he locked his hips firing off his
load deep in to Philips' hole.

Ashad lay panting, grinding his hips against the boy's pubes, forcing every
last drop of cum from his shaft into the kids battered colon. He gave a
chuckle, that was fucking amazing.

He couldn't wait to tell Ardian, he hoped he would be interested in his
little scheme, he could have it all up and running in less than a week,
guys would pay to fuck the brothers and then they could sell the clips
online, they would be laughing all the way to the bank.

Ashad pulled his cock from Philip, and sat back, the kid just lay staring
at him, his thighs streaked with cum and blood; the kid had been a virgin
after all, he rubbed his deflating cock, well he wasn't anymore. But that
horny thought, got the blood pumping again, he looked at Philip's mouth,
his cupid boy lips, his cock jumped again as he imagined his shaft hanging
out of them.

He reached forward and grabbed Philips' head; the boy tried to struggle as
he was pulled round towards that cock again. Ashad got him to the side of
the bed, he was going to throat fuck him next. Philip was dragged over onto
his back, his head falling backwards off the edge of the mattress, he had
no strength or ability to resist, his mouth hung open, he felt the guy's
hands on his throat; he was going to die, he tried to shake the thought
from his head as the hand tightened and the cock pushed into his mouth, it
pushed straight to the back of his throat. Dark hands lifted his head,
tilting it, he felt more pressure was applied to the cockhead; at just the
right angle the cock pushed into his throat; he was powerless to stop it.

His sight and sound senses went into over drive, he could feel and smell
the guy's heavy sweaty balls, but he couldn't see them, each of this guy's
bollocks sat pressed against his eyes. The cock began fucking his throat,
hands feeling the depth it was reaching, he was sure, the guy was trying to
get deeper with each thrust, he could hear him chuckling and grunting each
time, his panic rose, he needed to breathe, his mind began a descent into a
dark cone, his primeval brain, fighting against reaching the bottom.

Luckily for Philip Ashad had med this a speciality of his, he trusted his
dick to tell him when the throat was getting short of oxygen, the subtle
changes to the tightness of the velvet grip; sure, he edged it, but he
didn't want to kill anyone either.

Philips eyes burst open, as Ashad withdrew his cock. His lungs deprived of
air for so long, exploded expanding as much as they could, taking in as
much life as they were able; before the descent into the cone began again
as his airway was closed off once more, and the rhythm in his throat
resumed.

`Smile for the camera'

The voice seemed so distant, he couldn't see anything, then the pounding in
his throat resumed again. Ashad, knew he was about to cum, fuck this kids
throat was tight, hopefully the Albanians would let him use it again. His
balls spasmed and began to pump his load straight down the kid's throat, he
pulled his cock back into the kids' mouth, Philips' eyes burst open again
and he began spluttering on the cum now spewing into his mouth as he gasped
for breath.

Ashad pulled his cock free, it hung nearly seven inches soft next to the
kid's head, it was dripping cum and throat slime and snot the kid had
brought up over it, he smeared as much of it as he could off into the kid's
hair and sat back on the bed. Satisfied he reached for his phone.


**


`Engjell, its Ashad "Perschendetia"'

Ashad tried to pronounce the Albanian greeting, hoping it would ingratiate
him just a bit deeper with is new friends. Engjell's deep voice answered

`Pershendetje'

`Engjell is Ardian, there?

There was some mumbling in Albanian and it sounded like the phone was being
passed to someone else.

`Ashad, my friend'

Ashad's blood ran cold, the voice now sounding so warm and friendly, the
same voice that had threatened to kill him only a few days before. Ashad
knew he had to tread carefully; he knew this guy would slit his throat as
quick as look at him.

Putting the phone back down on the bed, he realised his heart was
pounding. Ardian had listened to him in silence; then more talking from the
Albanians as a hand had tried to muffle the phones microphone, Engjell's
cold emotionless voice spoke again.

`Ardian agrees, keep them all their until later, get the rest of Delroy's
men there'

`But how'

`Just do it'

Then the phone went dead. That was it, he had thrown his hand firmly in
with Ardian, he pulled on his boxers and dragged Philip back on to the bed,
the kid moaned and tried to crawl into a ball on the bed, Ashad slapped his
arse cheeks.

`You want more? You will have to wait my friend'

He belly laughed as he left the room and headed along to the other
bedroom. The door was open, he forced a smile onto his face and peered
round the door into the room.


**


`Delroy, Marvin, how's it going?

They both grinned up at him, Delroy was now lazily fucking his cock into
Martin's open mouth.

`You guys hungry? Fancy pizza and a beer? What happened to him?

As Ashad pointed at Mike, Delroy laughed

`He decided to join the show'

Marvin was sitting on the floor, Mike's face in his crotch, he was holding
on to his short ginger hair forcing him up and down on his cock, he smiled
and gave a thumbs up, then took another drag from the pipe beside him.

I smiled and nodded

`I won't be long'

I checked my watch, it was eleven at night, thank god the takeaways round
here were practically 24/7. I went to one I knew well, a quick chat with
the owner and he took the small packet off me, he winked

`Extra special spice topping, I should call it the "Zombie Pizza"'

Fifteen minutes later, he handed me the boxed-up pizzas. I made sure I knew
which ones he had spiced up; two dozen beers and I was hurrying back to the
house. His words came back to me

`I should call it the Zombie'

I chuckled to myself, that was the effect I was hoping for, Delroy's boys
wouldn't know what hit them. First my special Pizza and then the Albanians.

I put my foot down, I didn't want to miss that arrogant pig being taken
down a peg or two. I rang Delroy's number three; Samson, and gave him the
address telling him Delroy wanted all the boy's there; thank Christ the
house was set back from the road, with its own, small private drive. I
pulled into the drive just as Samson and the other boys arrived. We nodded
to each other and gave a friendly fist bump.

`What's going on? I have tried to get Delroy, but his phone is just
ringing'

`He is partying, with some pretty white boy's ass, get one of your guys to
help me with the pizzas and beers and we can all join in, take turns
fucking the guy a new one'.

Samson, gave me a strange look I didn't think he believed me, never the
less he got one of his goons to grab the pizzas and beers. Samson was the
last to enter the house, this guy had a keen sense of self preservation, he
pointed at me

`You, stay with me, where's Delroy and Marvin?

`Chill man, they are upstairs'

He made for the stairs.

`Hang on, tell your guys they can eat and drink'

He just sucked his teeth and gave me a look of contempt and started up the
stairs, I grabbed a "Zombie Pizza" and some beers and followed him up, I
noticed Philips's door was open, I peered in, he was no longer there and
headed into Martin's room,

`Ah there he is'

Delroy, had Philip on the bed and was now fucking him hard, he looked
round.

`Why did you get Samson and the boys here?

`You told me too'

The three of them looked at me. Samson, pulled out his Glock from the back
of his pants.

`See I don't think I did'

Delroy carried on fucking Philip.

`Now, you're going to tell, my man here what's going on'

I began to feel very alone.

`Nothing man, why would you think that?

Delroy stopped fucking and pulled his cock out of Philip.

`Marvin, get the rest of the guys up here now'

Marvin jumped up and ran out of the room, the cry was barely audible,
unlike the tumble of a body down the stairs, Samson, glanced back at Delroy
as the door burst open, a "crack", Samson was dead before he hit the floor,
I watched the red "Bindi" which had appeared on his forehead, as it began
to bleed, I threw myself to the carpet, another "crack" and Delroy fell
back onto the bed, his hard cock swayed obscenely as he fell. I lay on the
floor my hands over my head, the room had gone silent, I took a peek
between my fingers just as a large hand, hooked under my armpit and hauled
me off the floor.

`Ashad, my friend'


                           ****************

Guys, I throw myself on my sword and apologise for how long you have had to
wait for part 4.

Guy's Thank you for taking the time to let me know you're enjoying this
story. There's nothing more rewarding than hearing from you with
suggestions or even just that you're enjoying the story.

As you will have noticed the tale has followed a darker path than previous
stories of mine. This will not be turning into a love story, sorry to all
you romantics, time for a story set at the "trough". Please email me to let
me know what you think.


Other Nifty stories by this writer:

`NightCam Fun'                      – Gay/Encounters
`Exploring my brother'              – Gay/Incest
`Joshs Adventures series'           - Gay/Adult Youth
`An Army life for me'               - Gay/Adult Youth/Military
`Grandmas Bedroom'                  – Bisexual/Incest
`Dominic Online'                    – Gay/Adult Youth
`Vampyre'                           – Gay/Adult Youth
`Operation Pied Piper'              – Gay/Adult Youth
`Scream if you want to go faster'   - Bisexual/Adult Youth
`Red and Nick'                      – Bisexual/Military
`The Extraordinary Christmas Party' – Bisexual/Incest
`A Brother Used'                    - Gay/Incest