Date: Sun, 15 Mar 2015 15:45:55 -0400
From: Mikey Mark <michael78983@gmail.com>
Subject: Brother Trouble - Part 5 - Conclusion

This is the final chapter in this story.

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WARNING: The following text contains scenes of textual nudity and graphic
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      "BROTHER TROUBLE" - Part 5

        by Mikey Mark


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 The one weird thing about sex is that the more you get it, the more you
want it. Or maybe that's just because I was just so young back then. Or
maybe I was just extremely perverted and it was just me?

 Either way, my crazy life settled down into a bit of a routine after that
wild weekend in April that my brother liked to call that 'fun little party'
while I remembered it as the 'pink panty gangbang' (or Brian's butthole
massacre) that I got myself blackmailed into. It wasn't quite as bad as I
make it sound. I guess I like to make myself look like some kind of poor
innocent victim, getting all manipulated and sexually abused by my nasty
evil older brother. I liked to remember things that way, but it just wasn't
true. I was a precocious little pervert and encouraged Kevin every step of
the way. I was an eager participant in our games, even if I didn't always
admit it to myself. I liked most of what we were doing, I just didn't
really understand it, nor was I able to accept it all. It embarrassed me to
think that I was not only gay, but also sexually submissive and liked being
used by my brother like that. To my shame, I got off on it.

 What I called 'routine' I suppose would have shocked not just my parents
but most of schoolmates and friends as well. I was still a chronic
masturbation addict - that never seemed to change. The weird thing is that
the days I jerked off the most were the days I had sex with my brother or
sucked off his friends. Just doing it with them made me so horny I had to
jerk off a couple of times just to calm myself down afterward.

 One day in May I came home from school and my parents were sitting in the
living room. They called me in - calling me by my full name. I felt shivers
down my spine. This was not going to be good. I felt a moment of relief
when I saw that Kevin wasn't there - so it was just "me" and not "us". My
dad immediately went into interrogation mode. It seems that by some freak
chance, I had been caught out in some lie from some weeks before that I
barely even remembered. My dad wanted me to explain myself. The real story
was that I had lied to cover the fact that that I was sucking my brother
and his friend's cocks at Zach's house that day. I wasn't about to explain
THAT, so I cooked up another lie to cover the one that got blown. Even if I
got caught out on that lie, I figured it was less damaging than exposing
the truth. Either way, I knew what was coming next.

 My father marched me up to my own bedroom and took off his leather belt.
He sat on my bed and told me drop my pants. Thank gawd I wasn't wearing
those pink panties. I undid my belt and zipper and let them drop.

 "Those too"

 My underwear soon followed my jeans to my ankles. I don't know what
terrified me more - having my father see my tiny little 2" dick, or that my
pubes were shaved off, or the risk of getting an erection in front of my
own father, or that I was about to get strapped on the ass. I guess it
didn't really matter which was worse since I was terrified of all of them
simultaneously. I bit my lip and bent over my dad's lap. I felt like a
little boy and totally humiliated.

 Of course he gave me the old "this is going to hurt me more than it hurts
you" bullshit speech, followed by the "now take your punishment like a man"
advice. I'd only been strapped a couple of times before. My brother got it
more often than I did. Six strokes of the leather belt on my bare ass. And
my dad wasn't a wimp like me. He was ex-Air Force and proud of it. He kept
in shape and had powerful arms. He liked to make sure you remembered it -
or sit down for a week.

 For me, the name of the game was all about keeping quiet. The first stroke
was the worst. I wanted to scream so bad, but I had to hold it back. I had
to take it like a man. I gritted my teeth and gripped the bedpost with both
hands and white knuckles. I felt my cock get hard right after the first
stroke like I knew it would. The second, third and forth soon followed. The
stinging pain was incredible. Tears were streaming down my face. I couldn't
help the tears, but I hadn't cried out.

 Two more and it would be over. But fate was never that kind to me. Number
five landed in a new spot and that took me to the edge of my silent
endurance. Involuntarily, I was squirming around on his lap. Each time the
belt landed, I lurched forward. My dad had to use his other hand to hold me
down in place. It was all so intense that I didn't even realize it was
going to happen until it did. Number six landed right smack on the spot
where most of the others had landed. The pain was excruciating as my whole
body quivered and I started squirting cum all over my father's pant leg.

 I don't think my dad realized what had just happened until I stood up and
raced to pull up my pants as fast as humanly possible. My dad was examining
his pant leg as if some dog had just peed on him. There were big blotches
and splatters of cum from mid-thigh down to his shoes. It was one of the
biggest loads of cum I'd ever shot. No mistaking what it was or where it
came from. I already had tears running down my face from the strapping. I
kept my head down. I didn't dare look at him.

 My father got up and left the room without another word. I didn't think
anything could ever be as embarrassing and as humiliating as what just
happened there. I just curled up on my bed, cried and felt sorry for
myself. My mom eventually brought up some dinner on a tray for me to eat in
my bedroom. She was always nice, especially when dad was mad.

 Kevin came into my room not long after that and made me show him my ass. I
hadn't actually looked at it myself so I stood in front of the mirror and
looked over my shoulder. Yikes! I had a series of nasty looking red welts
across my butt. My whole ass was bright red - and glowing with heat and
pain. I didn't tell him that I squirted a load of cum on dad's pants while
he strapped me. Kevin said he felt sorry for me. Instead of sticking his
cock in my face like I expected he was going to do since it was his regular
time, he sad down on my bed and reached his hand under my covers and
grabbed my cock with his hand and started playing with it. He had never
done that before - ever. I just laid there as he stroked my cock. Kevin had
never jerked me off before.

 "You like that little brother? Is your little dickie going to squirt?"

 Kevin barely finished saying the words before my cock exploded and I
splattered cum all over my chest. He then patted my head, ruffled my hair
and said "see ya tomorrow babydick". Even when he was being nice to me, he
was still a nasty bastard.

 A couple weeks after that, it was my 15th birthday. My dad never really
talked to me after that day he strapped me. He just glared at me or ignored
me and that was that. Every time he looked at me I swear he thought I was a
perverted little freak. I did my best to avoid him. My family birthday
party was pretty grim with my dad just glaring at me and doing the silent
thing. My brother asked me why dad seemed so mad at me, but I didn't tell
him. He did his very best to 'torture' me into telling him, but since I was
getting off on most of Kevin's 'tortures' these days, it didn't work and I
managed to keep a secret from him for once.

I measured myself on my 15th birthday, as I had every year. My annual
height was marked in pencil on the back of my bedroom door. I was now five
foot eight inches tall - I'd grown another two inches in height. But my
dick didn't grow at all. It was still 4.5 inches and that was it. I guess
it was a bit thicker than it was before, but that didn't say much since my
little pencil dick was so slim to start with.

 Anyway, the weeks passed and it was getting close to the end of the school
year. It was a very eventful year, though I suppose the only thing I really
learned was how to suck cock and get fucked. But it wasn't over yet. I
thought squirting a load of cum on my dad's pants while getting strapped on
the ass was the worst possible humiliation of my life. Well, it wasn't even
the worst of the year.

 In the warm weather of June, lots of guys and girls started wearing shorts
to school. In typical high school fashion, that meant an increase in the
game of pantsing people just because it was so much easier to do when
people wore shorts. Well, it was a warm and sunny Friday at school. I was
wearing cargo shorts and a t-shirt and casually strolling down the crowded
main hallway at school, just before 9 am when it happened.

 A couple of pranksters had slipped up behind me and yanked my shorts down
to my ankles. This activity always brought attention from the passing
crowd, but this time it was special. I was wearing those damn pink silk
panties that Kevin loved so much and I hated. And there I was standing in
the main hallway at school with my pants down around my ankles and dozens
of fellow students laughing their heads off at my pink panties.

 I bent over to pull up my pants as quick as possible, but someone bumped
against me and I fell over so I was sprawled on the floor and scrambling to
get my pants up. Some guy stood on my jeans so I couldn't pull them up
while others were pulling up my t-shirt to get a better look at my panties.
It was incredibly humiliating. Then the bell rang and the crowd disbursed.
I gathered up myself and what was left of my dignity and went to my
homeroom for attendance.

 After that, people at school started calling me 'Pinky'. It became my
nickname known to all. I'd walk down the hall and people would point at me
and laugh. It wasn't too bad with my own circle of friends. I told them
that I had only worn those panties because I lost a bet with my older
brother and it was just bad luck that I got pantsed on that day. They
accepted my story and were pretty cool about it. Not true about the rest of
the school though - to them, I was an object of ridicule named 'Pinky'.
Thankfully this was during the last week of classes before summer break so
I was able to escape soon enough.

 Finally, summer vacation arrived. I was so happy to be away from school.
My brother got a job and was working lots of hours. Zach and his family
went off to Europe for six weeks and Trevor took a job planting trees out
west for the summer, so he was completely gone. One day I was so bored I
phoned up my brother's friend Josh and invited him to come over and hang
out with me - hoping he'd take the hint about what I was looking for. He
did come over a few times for a visit, but he wasn't really into hanging
out. He'd arrive, whip out his cock, flood me out with a huge load of cum,
say "thanks" and then leave. I suppose that was better than nothing, but
that was about it for my sex life right then - other than my trusty left
hand.

 So I was mostly hanging around with my own circle of friends - who were
totally straight, mostly nerds and all were virgins as well. But they were
all good guys and it was fun. Then one afternoon I was walking home and I
saw the kid across the street shooting baskets on his driveway. That was
Trevor's younger brother. I'd known him since he was a little kid. He waved
at me to come over and invited me to shoot some baskets with him. He seemed
as bored and lonely as I was so I did. His name was Alex and he was
thirteen and would be turning fourteen in the fall and so was a year behind
me in school.

 Alex didn't look too much like Trevor. You could tell they were brothers,
but they looked different. He was actually a fairly good looking kid
(better looking than Trevor was). He was a few inches shorter than me, but
looked like he had a pretty good build for a thirteen year old. Last time I
really saw him was the summer before and he was a small and scrawny kid
back then so he must have had a big growth spurt.

 So I shot baskets and hung out with the kid across the street. I used to
play with him when we were little kids, but I really hadn't seen him at all
since I went to high school. I always liked him. He was always cheerful,
friendly and full of energy. After an hour or so of that, Alex motioned for
me to follow him.

 "Come'ere, I wanna show you something."

 With that, he walked around to the side door to the garage and stepped
inside. I followed him wondering what was going on. It took a minute to
adjust to the darkness of the garage. Sunlight was coming in from one
narrow and dirty window. I'd been in that garage sucking Trevor's cock
quite a few times over the last year or so.

 I honestly didn't see it coming. I thought he was going to show me
something else, something different, like something that he found. But no,
showed me his cock instead. He pulled down the front of his shorts and his
rock hard cock sprung free to point upwards at a 45 degree angle. Alex just
stood there grinning at me.

 "Go ahead. You can suck it if you want to."

 I just stood there looking at him and his big cock pointing up at me. It
was like I didn't really believe this was happening.

 "I've seen you sucking my brother's cock right here, so I know you like
it."

 He gave me a cocky and confident smile. That was all it took. I got on my
knees and sucked his cock into my mouth. It was almost exactly the same
size as my brother's cock. He had a bunch of wispy pubic hairs around the
base of his dick, but not much. His pubes smelled sweet even though we were
sweating playing basketball. It was actually a beautiful cock to suck on.

 "Oh wow"

 That's what he said - over and over. I guess he'd never had his cock
swallowed all the way like that before. He probably never had it even
sucked before. He didn't last very long. I guess I should have slowed down
a bit, but his cock tasted so good. Typical young guy - the announcement
that he was going to cum came about two seconds before he started squirting
it. I swallowed it all. He tasted sweet.

 Afterward, he admitted that was his first blowjob and it was 'the best
he'd ever had'. I felt a bit weird about sucking off a younger guy like
that, but he was such an easy-going and friendly guy and I really liked
him. I sucked him off a couple more times over the next few weeks, always
in his garage just like the first time. That's all it was. We'd hang out,
shoot some baskets and then head to the garage and he'd pull out his cock
and just grin at me until I got on my knees and sucked it. One day after
sucking him, Alex told me to pull out my cock. I hesitated, but he didn't.
He reached his hand inside my shorts and felt my cock.

 "Wow - your cock is really small".

 Like I didn't know that already.

 But to my surprise, Alex kept going. He pulled my shorts down and I just
stood there letting him do it. He was crouched down in front of me looking
at my dick and laughing. He made a couple more jokes about how small my
cock was, but then he leaned forward and took it into his mouth. I almost
popped my load right then. I'd never been sucked off before in my life. It
was my first blowjob and lasted about fifteen seconds. Don't laugh. I
thought I was getting better at that, but jeez, my first blowjob, give a
guy a break will ya?

 Alex spit out my cum on the floor of the garage and seemed a bit pissed
off at me for shooting in his mouth and complaining that I didn't warn him
that I was going to cum so fast. He ran inside his house to rinse his mouth
out with something. When he got back to the garage, he was smiling and
laughing again. He seemed okay with it all and we were still friends.

 I was still sucking my brother's cock almost daily, but there were quite a
few days were he came home too late or got up at noon and I missed him - he
did shift-work at his part-time summer job. It seemed really weird to me
that during the school year when I was over-loaded with school work and
stuff to do, I was also overloaded with sex. But now it was summer time and
I had all the time in the world on my hands, I didn't have much sex. I
sucked off Josh a few times as well as the kid Alex across the street, but
that was it. My brother was fucking me maybe once a week and that was it.
Otherwise, when he wasn't at work or sleeping, he was with his girlfriend.
I got really jealous of that bitch!

 Needless to say, I took to hanging out with my old vegetable friends soon
enough. My mom never seemed to notice when I stole a carrot or zucchini
from the fridge. And no, I didn't put them back when I was done with them.
It was no where near as good as getting fucked, but I could make myself cum
using just the zucchini pounding my butthole.

 One day after being ignored by Kevin for a couple of weeks, and the
parents were conveniently out and it was a rare evening with Kevin home, I
actually put on the pink panties and pranced around like that trying to
entice him. He played hard to get and pretended to ignore me. So I batted
my eyelashes at him, bit my lower lip, stroked the crotch of his bluejeans
and looked up at him. I hated doing it, but it just had to be done. It
worked. He actually carried me to his bedroom. It was fantastic. It was one
of the best fucks ever. Kevin seemed to get way more passionate whenever I
wore the panties. When he fucked me, he'd act a bit romantic, he'd kiss the
back of my neck or whisper things in my ear and stuff like that. It felt
fantastic and always drove me crazy, humping my butt up to meet his
thrusting cock like I was some bitch in heat and begging him to fuck me. I
actually could embarrass myself with the kind of things I'd say when Kevin
was fucking me really hard and fast like that.

 Unfortunately, it didn't last very long. A few minutes after Kevin
finished fucking me into oblivion, he hopped into the shower, got dressed
and then drove away to his girlfriend's place. My jealousy of her was
raised to a whole new level of comic-book proportions. I actually tried to
draw my own comic strip with the Evil Girlfriend as the arch-villain, but I
wasn't any good at drawing. It was fun to think about though. So that was
how I spent most of my summer: bored, horny, frustrated, jealous and
resorting to seduction in order to get some action from my normally
dominant and lustful brother.

 I actually got to spend an entire weekend alone when my parents went away
for a weekend while Kevin was also on a weekend outing with some of his
friends. I closed most of the curtains on the main floor of the house and
then spent an entire day totally naked (and hard). It felt so weird and
different to just walk around the house naked and doing normal things like
making something to eat in the kitchen, or sitting at the dining room table
or watching tv in the front living room.

 Just being naked always gave me an erection. It all felt so forbidden and
exciting, like I was doing something dangerous or not allowed because I was
too young. I even drank a couple of rum and cokes all by myself, feeling
very grown up about it - and naked of course. I played video games, I had a
shower and a bath. I basically just did nothing but hang out naked and play
with my cock all day long. Don't ask how many times I jerked off that day.
I think I set a new record and rubbed my cock raw. My cock was so sore the
next day that it hurt when I got hard. I couldn't jerkoff for three days
after that. I had to let my tender cock recover, but I very nearly went
insane. After three days without jerking off at all, when I did do it, I
never imagined that I could shoot THAT much cum. It was almost as much as
Josh and made a huge mess. I wish I could shoot that much cum all the time,
but the thought of go two or three days without jerking off was pretty much
impossible for me.

 So the summer slowly passed. Near the end of the summer, my brother
surprised me by inviting me to go over to Zach's house. I studied his face
to figure out what was up. He told me that Zach's family was home from
Europe, but his parents were away for a few days and so a few guys were
just going to hang out together.

 "A few guys?" I asked.

 "The usual suspects"

 I didn't say another word. I was horny and wondering if I was ever going
to get another chance to do it with my brother's friends before they all
moved away to college. I'd been doing it with them for quite a while and
apart from my brother, they were all pretty good guys and I liked them.
They didn't spit in my food, threaten to smack me in the head or push me
into walls/fences/shrubbery for a joke.

 "I'm not going to wear them". I was sure he'd know what I was talking
about.

 "Getting a bit demanding aren't you? That could hurt you know."

 "I don't care. I'll risk it. I'm not going to wear them". I felt bold and
felt I needed to put my foot down. I'd do anything in the world when it
came to sex, but I wasn't going to do it wearing pink panties! My brother
just smirked his evil grin at me and left it at that. It actually went over
a whole lot better than I thought it might. I had expected some explicit
threat of dire punishment if I didn't do what he said, but he said and did
nothing. That made me a bit nervous actually. Anyway, I was so pleased with
myself that I was looking forward to going to Zach's house.

 We rode bikes over to Zach's house because Kevin wanted to drink. Zach's
wasn't far away, but it was another neighborhood, one with much larger
houses than where we lived. As Kevin promised, the 'usual suspects' were
there: Zach, Trevor and Josh. But there were also a couple other guys there
that I didn't know. Trevor introduced them as a couple of friends he met
while tree-planting. They were on their way home to the west coast and
leaving the next day. They seemed okay. Neither of them was particularly
good looking, but neither was ugly or unattractive either. One of them
looked a bit scruffy and had a wispy beard and tattoos on his arms while
the other guy looked a bit like a hippy-stoner dude with a real mop of
curly dark hair. They seemed like typical high school seniors - except that
they were both real potheads.

 So we're all sitting around drinking and listening to music. It is hot and
muggy outside so everyone is inside with the air-conditioning or swimming
in the backyard pool - when they weren't on the back patio smoking pot.
Zach's house was great because it was big and loaded with stuff. They had a
nice pool table in the basement too. I kept asking my brother about the two
guys but he kept giving me non-answers and told me to ask Trevor about them
but he just laughed at me.

 They were all strangely being nice to me, which did seem odd. They called
me 'babydick' and 'pinky' but that was about it. They let me hang out with
them. It was lots of fun. Then it got dark and everyone started getting a
bit drunk and staggering around. When the guys get drunk and horny, they
all start grabbing at me and making jokes about wanting me to suck cock or
strip off my clothes and stuff.

 I was still a bit nervous about Trevor's two friends, but they did seem to
be nice guys. I figured if they lived far away and were leaving the next
day, it didn't really matter if they knew about me. Anyway, the
hippy-stoner dude actually was a pretty funny guy and I kind of liked him.
When Trevor suggested to me that his friends wanted to watch me suck his
cock, I pretended to be shocked. My brother thought this was a great idea
as did Zach and Josh.

 They made me strip off my clothes before I sucked Trevor's cock. Exposing
my hard cock always seemed to make all the guys want to try out their
newest small dick joke. I was used it. The guys always were impressed
watching me suck on Trevor's big cock. I couldn't take it all, but damn, I
could swallow most of it. It was really weird and exciting to be totally
naked and sucking a big cock with all these guys watching.

 Trevor shot his load and was replaced by my brother who did his best to
show off my cocksucking skills by fucking my face. When he was done, they
all started arguing about who should go next, so I offered to suck the new
guys. They seemed to like that idea. Scruffy guy was really hairy and had
an average sized cock like Zach and Josh - maybe a bit smaller. I sucked
him down and he didn't last long. He sure seemed to like it though and
didn't shut up the whole time. He kept saying it was "so good" and "keep
doing that". After him, Hippy guy's cock also around the same size, but
just a bit thicker than Scruffy's cock. He had some good stamina and I
ended up sucking him for quite a while. I doubled my efforts and finally
had him moaning loudly and shooting his load.

 Zach and Josh after that were a breeze. It was always best to suck a cock
I already knew. Zach always looked good, smelled sweet and tasted even
better. And getting flooded with Josh's juicy load of sperm in my mouth was
always one of my life's greatest pleasures. After sucking all of them,
everyone seemed much more relaxed.

 I had enough booze and pot to make my head spin, but I really wasn't
trying to. I actually was trying not to get all drunk. Anyway, I was having
fun and enjoying all the attention. I was hanging out with them wearing
nothing. I was showing off my cute little butt for them and offering to
suck them off again. I surprised myself by how slutty and flirty I was
acting.

 Looking at the situation, it was only a matter of time before I was going
to get fucked. The more I teased them, the more I sealed my fate. I could
have just sucked them all off, but no, I had to wave my naked butt at them,
taunting and practically inviting them to fuck me.

 My brother offered to go first, "in order to show the new guys how the
little faggot likes to get fucked".

Oh good.

Even though I'd been fucked plenty of times before, I was still a bit
nervous about all the guys. Sucking off six guys one after the other was
one thing - but getting fucked that much was something else. But I was
crazy and perverted enough to want it.

 Kevin wasted no time and soon was fucking me in the middle of the living
room while the other five guys gathered around to watch. He put on a good
show. He knew me well and all my hot buttons. He had me moaning and begging
loudly for more. The guys all wanted to see me cum from getting fucked and
Kevin didn't disappoint them. He even 'edged me' a couple of times by
stopping just as I was getting really close, so that when I did finally
shoot, it was a pretty big load of cum and very intense. As always after I
came, Kevin would start fucking me twice as fast and twice as hard and keep
at it until he shot his load.

 All the other guys tried to copy my brother and make me cum from fucking
me. Neither Zach nor Josh nor Scruffy could do it though they certainly
tried hard. Hippy and Trevor both managed to make me cum hands-free - and
Trevor almost killed me in the process since he went last and I'd already
cum twice. I sucked off several of them after that and took a couple more
rounds up the ass. I was feeling like a total cumslut. I just wanted cock
and more cock.

And then my bubble burst. Kevin moved away to university the following
week. Zach, Trevor and Josh all moved out of town to go to various
different colleges. My whole sex life with my brother, Zach, Trevor and
Josh basically came to an end. I wouldn't see any of them again until
Thanksgiving at least. Talk about going cold turkey! It was going to be
brutal.

 I was a seriously horny little pervert and I loved sucking cock and
getting fucked way too much for my own good. And there I was, stuck in
central suburbia, going to high school and totally surrounded by straight
people. I needed to get a life (and a boyfriend!).

 Anyway, it was back-to-school time in September. I saw Trevor's brother
Alex. He had just turned fourteen and was a freshman this year. I hooked up
with him afterschool to shoot some baskets - which meant that we ended up
in his garage pretty quick.

 I was standing there facing him. Instead of pulling his big cock out and
waving it at me as he usually did, Alex reached towards me and started
pinching my nipples. It totally caught me off guard. I felt my dick respond
instantly. He just stood there, playing with my nipples, twisting them and
squeezing while I tried remembering my math homework, eating spinach and my
granddad's funeral and keeping a straight face. I didn't want him to know
what that did to me.

 "Your brother told me you liked this".

 "WHAT?" I screeched at him.

I was so not expecting that. I was sweating and my pulse was racing and my
cock was as hard as a rock. If he kept pinching my nipples like that I was
going to cum soon. And what else did my brother tell him? I trembled at the
thought. I looked at Alex - he was smiling at me. He looked so young and
innocent.

"Your brother said you could be *my* bitch now".


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