Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2011 23:37:40 -0400 From: Butt Boy Subject: Caged Caged By Buttby Chapter 1: The Sinful Rod I lived on a farm in the Midwest with my Christian parents and three older brothers. My Dad wanted a big family to help out on the farm and he sure got the help he needed with us. We worked pretty steadily throughout the year to keep the farm afloat. My poor mother was always busy what with all the laundry, cooking and cleaning not to mention her work around the farm and at church. She died when I was only 10, a few years before this story began. I think she died from exhaustion from all of us kids and all of the work. As I said, my family is Christian and that should be spelled with all capital letters. In fact, my Dad became even more conservative than when Mom was alive. She would say, ?Bert, leave the kids alone and let them be.? He just got more religious and she wasn?t there to temper him. I miss her wicked. After Mom died, I started to get real horny. My prick was becoming a dick and I began to get a few hairs around the base. Every morning, I woke up with a hard on and since I slept in the same room as my oldest brother, I couldn?t do anything about it. It was even hard to jerk off in the shower since all my brothers kept coming in and going out all the time. And we didn?t have a lot of bathrooms like those big city houses. The best place to relieve the pressure on my balls was in the barn or the shed. I had to be careful but I would keep an eye out for my Dad and bros to make sure they were nowhere around and when it was clear I would whack off a quick one. It didn?t take long since I was always horny. One day, after school, when I thought my brothers wouldn?t be home yet and my Dad was working, I went into the shed with all the tools in them and dropped my trousers and pictured my good friend Nate before me and started to jerk off. I was going at it and was almost there when the door swung open and my Dad barged in. I don?t know who was more shocked ? him or me. Although I was scared shitless, I still shot a huge load all over my imaginary friend, not to mention Dad. My Dad was furious. He had a rope in his hand and started to beat me on the ass saying I was a pervert. Didn?t I know that spilling my seed like that was a sin? What could I say but, ?I?m sorry,? over and over again. Just about then, my brothers came home and heard Dad yelling at me and they came to the shed and saw me with my trousers around my ankle and stripes across my ass. I don?t know what was redder, my ass or my face. Dad said that if I ever did that again, he would fix me so I would never do it. I was really scared and my brothers were no help. They said that I should be careful like they were. But they were older and had more opportunities to be away. In any case, I stopped jerking off for a week fearing what my father would do to me if he caught me again. Well, I was only twelve at the time and when I was horny, my mind didn?t work very well. It was like I didn?t remember. So, a week later, I couldn?t resist any longer and I started to Jack off again in the barn where I could look out and see if anyone was coming. All went well for about a month, until just after school let out for the summer. One day, I thought I was alone. I was really stroking my cock good, my eyes were rolling back into my head, I was in the zone, and I shot ? once, twice, three, four. Then I felt a whack against my ass and my father was behind me yelling that I was a sinner, a pervert, a faggot, every word that he could think of while the sound of the leather across my ass was like a judge?s gavel sentencing me to hell. At that point, I was no longer begging him to stop; I was floating up high looking down at myself being punished. My Dad said for me to get dressed and meet him at the car. I don?t remember much, more like I was looking at myself from above wondering what my Dad was going to do. Was I going to jail, was he sending me to reform school? He stopped the car and said, ?Get out.? I slowly opened the door and started to get out and then he was next to me, pulling me out. We were at our pastor?s house next to the church. I waited on the porch while he went in. About a half hour later, the door opened up and the pastor came out to get me while Dad left in the car. Pastor Richards was a fire and brimstone minister; he didn?t have any compassion for me that day. Wasn?t he ever a teenager? He lectured me for an hour with prayers interspersed. I knew I was going to hell. He asked if I was a Homosexual. Maybe I was, I thought, but at twelve years old, I wasn?t really sure what I was. He said that there was only one path to salvation for me. I had to be chaste and he was going to make sure that I was. He told me to take off all my clothes. I was really scared now. He told me to kneel down and put my hands together in back of me and pray. I had never prayed like that before but I did as I was told. God, was I scared. He then tied my hands in back of me and prayed some more. He then went over to his desk and pulled out something metal. He brought it over to me and started to put my balls through this oval ring. My cock shot right up like a rigid poll. He looked at me and called me a ?sinful faggot.? He got a ruler from his desk and hit the top of my cock with the flat side and when it didn?t go down he hit it hard with the sharper side. He then slipped my balls and cock through the ring and then he took the metal cage and put my cock into it and put the two pieces together and locked it. My cock was screaming. It was pushing out everywhere it could. My mouth was open and I couldn?t say anything. I didn?t know what was happening. Then Reverend Richards said, ?Dear Lord, bless this cage that it will secure Will?s manhood and cure his sinful ways. May this cage be the tabernacle of his everlasting salvation, in Jesus Christ name, Amen.? He then untied my hands and told me to stand. ?Will,? he said, ?let this instrument sanctify you and keep you off the road to Sodom and Gomorrah. I will give one of these keys to your father and the other I will keep until you walk in the way of the Lord.? All I could say was, ?Amen,? Chapter 2: The First Steps in the Long Road to ? It was now all a blur. I was climbing the stairs to our house, my cock still screaming in the cage but covered in clothes. My face was a patchwork of blush and dead white interspersed with tears and snot. My father opened the door and behind him stood my brothers in stoned silence, themselves looking scared that the dead would rise up before them. Reverend Richards stepped to the side leaving me alone in front of my father and told me to take off all my clothes. I no longer even thought of disobeying and with tears streaming down my face, I took off my clothes to reveal a quivering body with my manhood, such as it was, encased in a steel cage. Reverend Richard said to my brothers, ?This is what happens to boys who can?t control their sexual urges. I am giving this key to your father. Only he and I can release Will from his punishment for such sinful ways.? My father thanked Reverend Richards and asked him if he would like to join us for dinner. Reverend Richard declined but said that I still needed to be punished for my ways and should be left naked as much as possible as a reminder of my sins and as a way of instilling humility and grace. My father thanked Reverend Richards again and accompanied him to his car while discussing some details. At this point, my brothers could no longer resist smiling and even laughter escaped their mouths but they made every effort to be quiet lest my Dad hear them. I knew that they would never stop hassling me, which made me feel even smaller than I was. When the Reverend left, I started to pick up my clothes and go to my room to get dressed but my Dad said, ?Give me those. Go upstairs and wash your face and then come downstairs just like that for dinner.? His face was a stone replica of righteousness. When I came downstairs, my brothers were all staring at me as they gathered around the table. Dad began grace by asking God to help his sons stay away from sin. My brothers sat in silence giving each other looks of stunned disbelief mixed with lascivious grins. Throughout it all, my cock kept screaming in the cage. I was so hard it was painful. Did I get off by being humiliated? Did I find this sexy? When dinner was over, Dad told me to clear off the table and do the dishes and he said, ?Get used to this because you are going to do all the housework from now on. I can?t have you walking around nude outside.? While I was doing the dishes, my brothers would come in the kitchen to get some water or something and each would tease me in their own way. Brad kept brushing up against me while I was at the sink and his hands even touched the crack of my ass. I was so embarrassed that I didn?t say anything lest my Dad get even more mad. But my cock was still screaming and tears were slipping from its head with long strings to the floor. At one point, I took my finger to wipe its head and tasted the stuff. It sure tasted sweet, not salty like tears. As soon as the dishes were over, I told Dad I was going to bed. He said that I should pray real hard tonight for forgiveness. ?I told you not to do it again and I mean it.? My brothers all came into my room which I shared with Brad, who at 18 was the oldest. They all wanted to see what the cage looked like up real close. They asked me why I had such a hardon. Did I like it? Did it turn me on? I told them to fuck off and laid down on the bed and started to cry all over again. Mike and Terry left for their room and I was alone with Brad. He came over and started to rub my back and told me not to cry and that Dad surely would take the thing off tomorrow. I felt so miserable that I grabbed hold of his waist, put my head on his chest and cried. He held me tightly and rubbed my back. Brad was just like Mom; he was always looking out for me as best he could. But Brad?s rubbing was making my cock scream even more. It was pushing and pushing but couldn?t get out. I was getting even more horny than ever. Boy was I ever a pervert. We all started to get ready for bed. Brad was still working on his homework. ?Brad, can I just get in bed with you tonight just for a little while?? ?Course you can, sport.? He held me closer and his rubs started to go the whole length of my back and over my butt. His finger even caressed my crack as my cock kept pushing and pushing. ?You sure are a cute kid, Will. Why don?t you get ready for bed, take a shower and brush your teeth. Then you can crawl into bed with me, if you like.? I went into the bathroom and Mike was brushing his teeth. He saw my cock was really firm and he said, ?Looks like someone is enjoying this.? ?Fuck off,? I said. But he shoved me against the wall and said that anyone prancing around nude in this house better be careful about saying Fuck. I said that if Dad ever caught him touching me he would be put in a cage too. He backed off then and said be careful squirt. After my shower and brushing my teeth, I went back to our room and Brad was sitting up in bed with no shirt on reading a book. I crawled into bed with him and discovered that he wasn?t wearing any clothes. I looked up at his face in amazement but he smiled at me and said we would be alike in bed. I smiled and gave him a big hug. My cock was really screaming now and I didn?t know what to do about it. I laid down on the pillow and I was right next to Brad?s ass as he was reading. I put my arm around his legs and snuggled up to him. Pretty soon his cock started to grow and I could see the head peeking out of the sheet covering him. I looked up at him and he smiled. I said, can I touch it and he nodded. I moved my fingers up to his cock-head and started to touch it very gently. Brad let out a little moan. I started to stoke it more firmly with my fingers and it started to get even larger creeping out of the covers and pointing to my face. A little drop of clear fluid started to seep out of his head and I stuck out my tongue to taste it. Yup, sweet, just like mine. Brad made another moan and when I looked up his big head was tilted back and he had a gentle smile on his face. I knew what I wanted and opened my mouth to suck on this dick. I don?t know what made me do this but I just knew that I wanted it. My screaming dick kept telling me to do it, so I did. Brad put the book down and started to rub my head while at the same time gently pushing my head onto his cock. It was huge, not just long like about 8 inches but it was really really thick. I started to suck on it more since saliva was building up in my mouth and the more I tried to swallow the saliva, the deeper his cock went. I started to choke and spit up and he released my head so I didn?t panic. But I couldn?t stop. My screaming dick kept telling me to keep going. And, I did. And Brad?s cock go even bigger and his breathing got really shallow and then he held my head real firm and shot his jizz into my mouth. I was choking a bit and the jizz was coming out of my mouth but the taste was also amazing, salty with a little sweet mixed in. And my cock kept screaming and dripping clear fluid. Brad held me very close and was breathing very hard. I didn?t have anything to wipe up the mess on my face so I just ate what I was wiping up. He looked down and said, ?Taste good, sport?? I nodded and smiled and hugged him. He leaned over and turned out the light on the bedside table and laid down facing me. He leaned in and gently kissed me on the lips and said, ?Thanks sport. I love you.? And I just looked at him and started to cry, I was so happy. I woke up during the night lying on my side but feeling something poking my ass. I reach around and felt Brad?s huge cock poised by my hole, nestled between my cheeks. Was Brad awake? I didn?t want to turn around. I just wanted to feel his cock between my cheeks and touching my hole. It felt so good. It was also wet. His juices must have been flowing because his cock moved effortlessly along my crack as I moved my ass back and forth trying to stop when his cock was at my hole. My cock was screaming for more, more, more. Then I felt Brad?s hand on my hip as he held me firmly in place while he gently pushed his cock into my hole. It was so wet, it didn?t feel bad at all. Then he went in further and that was when the first set of pain hit. Not pain really but lots of pressure. I moaned and he cupped his other hand over my mouth and said, ?Shhh, sport. Take a deep breath.? I did and when I breathed out, he pushed in and it went in even further. I moaned some more but it was muffled. He kept telling me to breath deeper and each time I let out my breath, he pushed in further. Then he hit something and I went rigid. I can?t describe it. It was like electricity starting in my ass and radiating to my extremities. He hit it again and again. I took quick breaths and grunted. Oh god, it sent shivers up and down my body. I pressed back again and again so his cock would hit that spot. It felt so good. My cock was crying through the slits in the metal. And then I shot and shot and shot. I had such a wild orgasm that my ass clenched around Brads cock and he bit down on my neck to stifle his moan as he filled by ass with cum. I couldn?t stop shaking it was so wild. My whole body was shaking all as I went rigid. Cum kept dribbling out now, I think, because when I gained some consciousness the bed was soaked underneath my caged cock. Brad kept his cock in my ass but it was so wet that it fell out with the sound of a plop. I felt so empty and exhausted. I couldn?t move as I drifted into sleep or a coma, I didn?t know which and I didn?t care because my cock stopped screaming and my balls loosened around the ring and I drifted into a dream world of fantasies all mixed up together with Brad and Mom pampering me and making me feel good. Oh such sweet dreams I will never forget. Chapter 3: A New Role The next morning I vaguely heard the familiar sound of my father yelling, ?wake up boys. We got work to do today.? I felt Brad?s arm over my body and I was snuggled up close to him, back to front and I could feel his cock again begging for entry again. I pushed back wanting more responding more to my cock which was screaming again in its cage. Brad rubbed his whiskered cheeks along my back and said we don?t have time for more fun. He said we better get up before Dad comes in to wake us up. Brad jumped out of bed remembering that I was caged and Dad could force him to be as well if he caught us. Brad pulled me up to a sitting position with my legs over the side and my cock straining in its cage and looked me in the eye and said, ?Listen up, Sport. Don?t you say anything to Dad or your brothers about this.? ?I won?t, I promise. But can we do it again?? I asked. His smile was all I needed as I jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom where Mike and Terry were already washing, shaving, pissing and brushing their teeth. Terry stopped in mid stroke, his toothbrush resting in his mouth and said, ?What is that smell?? I quickly ran out knowing it was me that smelled of cum. I love that smell. After they left, Brad and I quickly did our things and I went back to my room and got dressed still looking at my screaming cock aching to get out. When I went downstairs, Dad yelled at me, ?What do you think you are doing young man. Take those clothes off and keep them off. And take these clothes from yesterday with you.? I ran up the stair holding back some more tears as I saw Mike grinning from ear to ear. I heard Brad say to Dad that he couldn?t keep me naked all the time and Dad just glowered at him saying, ?You bet I can and Reverend Richards agrees.? Dad had started breakfast and when I came down he got one of Mon?s aprons out (it was a frilly one) and extended his arm out saying, ?Here, put this one on so you don?t burn yourself. And you are going to make breakfast every morning from now on, get it?? What wasn?t there to get. Dad was punishing me by keeping me naked and making me do women?s work which previously we all had shared after Mom died. Dad had started the scrambled eggs, the cereal was already out with the milk, and the bacon was in the other frying pan. I put the bread in the toaster and Dad handed me the spatula to make the breakfast. My brothers sat around the table eating cereal and reading parts of the morning paper, Dad read a farming journal of some type and I was busy cooking showing off my ass to the family with my Mom?s apron tied in a bow at my back. When we all finished breakfast, Dad handed me a list of chores to do around the house, laundry, cleaning the bathrooms, vacuuming, dusting, cooking lunch and dinner. ?I don?t have to worry about you playing with yourself with that cage on,? he said as he went out to begin his outdoor chores. My brothers all had their things to do and places to go so I was left alone in the house with the apron my sole piece of clothing and my cock still screaming for attention. Will it ever shut up? And all I could think of was Brad?s cock up my ass and the incredible orgasm he gave me when he fucked me. I couldn?t wait for him to come home tonight so we could go to bed together. If this is gay, I thought, then I must be one. I spent the day doing all those chores and Mike and Terry came in a couple of times and each never missed an opportunity to slap my bare ass. Usually they made some cute remark like, ?Doesn?t she look cute in that apron. Cute enough to fuck.? I guess that longish hair didn?t help my overall image not to mention the frilly apron. But the apron felt good and in fact better than underwear and pants. I liked the way it flounced around my legs and it was very easy when I had to sit down to relieve myself at the toilet. I wondered why men?s clothes didn?t include some type of skirt they were so comfortable. Dinnertime came and Dad, Mike and Terry washed up and sat down at the table. No Brad. ?Where is Brad,? I asked. ?He?s at his girlfriend?s house for dinner,? Dad said. ?He will be home later.? Later proved very late. I was exhausted from all the work around the house. My cock was still screaming for attention. My balls were swollen and I couldn?t stop touching my hole. I was sure that it was gaping open but it wasn?t. I crawled into Brad?s bed and quickly fell asleep. Sometime later, I felt Brad crawl into bed and cuddle up to me. He felt so warm and fuzzy and I really liked to feel his cock against my ass. Once more, dear friend, his cock crept into the breach and my cock said push back. So I did and he entered once again with copious amounts of clear fluid to grease the way. This time, there was no pain just pure pleasure. He kept pushing his cockhead in and out of my hole and I could almost hear it snap shut like when I am smacking my lips. He wouldn?t let me back up but kept it up for the longest time. Then he slammed into me and hit that spot. I almost screamed but he put his hand over my mouth just then as he rammed his cock back and forth over that spot making me delirious. I was quivering underneath him feeling his full weight on my back and the slap of his body every time he plowed me. It didn?t take long for me to cum and shot after short escaped my caged cock. The constrictions in my ass and the quivering body beneath him once again caused him to shoot his cum into my ass. I felt possessed and loved. I could hear this pounding in my head and this tingling sensation throughout my body and the heavenly weight of Brad, collapsed on top of me. I drifted off to sleep once again not to wake up until the alarm clock went off. Chapter 4: For Love of a Brother Dad had given me an alarm clock so that I could get up early and start breakfast. Brad?s cock was once again stiff and nestled in the crack of my ass. I didn?t want to get up but Brad turned over to go back to sleep so I got out of bed. Getting ready was not so much of a problem now. I went into the bathroom to relieve myself sitting down on the toilet now like a lady since pissing standing up made a mess that I would have to clean up later. I brushed my teeth and took a shower. I confess that it was easier to get ready in the morning since I couldn?t put on any clothes. At least I could put on an apron which would cover most of me up. As I was making the coffee, I heard Dad yelling to get up Boys and since I was up already I wondered if it meant that he no longer considered me a boy. Everyone came downstairs and Mike and Terry both came over and patted me on the ass and gave me a peck on the cheek saying, ?Good Morning, Sweetie.? I cringed but didn?t say anything. I was going to give them some burnt toast for those comments. Brad came down and said, ?Good Morning, Will,? and my heart skipped a beat as I looked over my shoulder and smiled at him. Dad simply said in his typical gruff voice, ?mornin, Will; morning boys.? There it was again. Was I being sensitive? Was he treating me like a girl? I put the eggs and bacon on the table and put the burnt slices of toast on Mike and Terry?s plates. They deserved it. After breakfast, Dad thanked me for breakfast and then said, ?Same drill as yesterday. Clean the house and cook the meals. That dinner last night was real good and breakfast this mornin was better than yesterday. You are improving, Will.? My face broke out in a big smile since that was the first compliment that Dad had given me since Mom died. ?Dad,? I said, ?can you take off this thing? I learned my lesson and I won?t do it again.? Dad looked at me funny and I waited a long time before he responded. ?Will, honey, Reverend Richards said I was not to take it off for at least a month. And he wants to talk to you every Sunday to see how much progress you are making. So no, you will stay like you are until Reverend Richard says it?s OK.? I just stood there and watched Dad leave with my cock still screaming for attention. God, I was so horny. Last night with Brad just wasn?t enough. It only seemed to make me hornier. All I could think of was Brad?s cock. Brad! I ran upstairs to find Brad. He was putting on some old clothes and I stood in the doorway with a big smile on my face with the apron still on. ?What are you doing today, Brad?? He looked at me and said that he was going out to fix some fencing and would need to take some lunch with him. I told him that I hadn?t made anything yet but would bring it out to him if he told me where he would be. He said he would be at the northeast corner near the pond and stream. I said that he could take some fruit and I would bring his lunch out to him at noon. I turned around and stuck my ass out and said, ?maybe you would like some of this for dessert?? He said, ?You bet and I might want seconds.? Boy, was I getting slutty but what could I do. My cock was always screaming for attention and if I didn?t drain my balls they would start aching. As usual, I cleaned the kitchen, and did the other chores making everyone?s bed and cleaning the bathrooms. I noticed that our bathroom had some jizz on the shower wall and I wondered whose that was. I know it wasn?t Brad or me so it must have been Mike or Terry. I started thinking that maybe I could get even with one of them. It also made me even hornier. I kept wondering what their dicks would feel like up my ass and would they make me come the way Brad?s cock did? I could feel my hole start to itch while my cock started to struggle again to get out of the cage. I started to work faster so that I could get out to Brad with his lunch as soon as possible. Just about noon, I went outside in my apron and told Dad that I made lunch and it was all set up on the kitchen table. I told Dad that Brad wanted me to take his lunch out to him so he could finish the job today. Dad nodded and said I could take the old truck out there to the hill above the pond and then walk from there. I noticed that Dad kept looking at my body in the apron. ?You know, you remind me of your mother.? I wondered if it was the apron or maybe my hair, which was the same color, and it was long too. Maybe it was both. I started to walk back to the house to get Brad?s lunch and then turned around. Dad was still standing there looking at me. When I turned, he immediately dropped his head and started to quickly move back to the barn. Was that a guilty look on his face? I loved driving the old Ford pickup. It bounced all over the place because the suspension was shot and the dirt road was rough. With my cock in a cage and my balls pressed tightly, it created a whole new sensation. I parked the truck at the top of the hill and saw Brad working on some fencing about a quarter of a mile further. So I grabbed the basket that Mom used to take to the Church socials and started to walk towards Brad. Brad saw me and stopped working and just watched me coming past the pond. As I got closer, he had this beautiful smile on his face and when I got there, he put his arms around me, lifted me up, and gave me the most passionate kiss I had ever had. OK, I never had had a passionate kiss before but this had to be one because my cock kept pushing to get out and my hole started to twitch. He put me down and said, ?Aren?t you a sight for sore eyes. You look so sexy.? I blushed, of course, and thought that I might never take off this apron. I had my hair tied back because of all the household work so he reached in back of my head and took of the elastic and let my hair fall down. ?There,? he said, ?Now you look just perfect.? He took off his shirt and put it on the ground and said that I could sit there and put out the lunch. What a gentleman, I thought. So I did, and we ate but didn?t talk about much; we just kept staring at each other. When we finished the sandwiches, I laid down on my stomach while eating an apple. Since my cock was still struggling to get out, I had to adjust myself a couple of times so I kept moving my ass. He then swatted it and when I said, ?Ouch,? he said it was a fly. I am not sure if it was, but I smiled and said, ?Thanks. Do you want some of that?? He smiled and said, ?Yup,? and proceeded to loosen the bow and expose my back and ass to him. I noticed that his cock was also struggling so I said to take those off and let me suck on that piece of meat you are hiding. He took off his shoes and then his pants and moved over in front of me and knelt down in front of me. His huge dick was staring me in the face and I could see the beginning of some nectar coming through the slit. I stuck out my tongue and gently touched his slit to taste the drop. He let out a soft moan as I tasted the honey dew on the tip of his dick.. I looked up at his face and started to suck his dick and swallow as much as possible. At that age, I didn?t know that with practice, I could swallow the hole thing but I made up with enthusiasm what I lacked in experience. And I don?t think that he was much more experienced than I was. My mouth was drooling with spit and his balls were dripping. He reached in back of me and started to fondle my ass and play a bit with my asshole. When he did that, I raised it up higher to make it easier for him so now I was on all fours, slobbering over his dick while he was fingering my ass. Each time I move off his dick, I impaled my ass on his finger and soon he got the message that I was moving back more and more and was less active on his cock. He whispered in my ear, ?I think you want me to fuck you, don?t you?? I moaned on his dick and moved my ass up and down to indicate that it was nodding. He then moved around again while I was still on all fours and started to apply some spit to my hole. It was so hungry for his cock. He then moved his cock to the entrance and then started to push in. I couldn?t wait and pushed back because I wanted his cock in me touching that magic spot. It went in further and further and then he hit is. A scream of pure joy shot out of my mouth as I raised myself up so that my back was against his chest. He moved his hands to my chest and started to rub my pecs and massage my nipples which seemed to grow out of nowhere. I kept screaming with every thrust and then he reached under my ass and grabbed my legs and he stood up with me jack-knifed with his cock impaled in my hole. He kept pushing me up and down and I was screaming with delight. He kept this up for a minute or two but it felt like eternity and then with one thrust of his cock he hit that button with such force that I shot and shot and shot into the air through the slit in the cage. He collapsed with me on the bottom and he kept thrusting and trusting and then he bit down on my neck to stifle his orgasmic cry. I just stayed there feeling his heavy breathing that sounded more like growls from the his bowels, a bear saying, ?You are mine, bitch.? And I was his, as his body covered mine from head to foot. I slowly extended my legs so I was laying flat with the full weight of his body on me. It was crushingly wonderful to be possessed so entirely. We walked over to the pond and washed ourselves off and then I put on my apron and Brad turned me around to tie the bow. ?There,? he said, ?you look beautiful.? I was confused because I didn?t know that I wanted to be beautiful; I just wanted to be loved. But I smiled anyways and stood on my toes to give him a kiss. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue in his mouth to show him how much I wanted him. He pushed my tongue out with his and fucked my mouth with his and once again, I felt possessed and loved. My cock was screaming to get out again but I ignored his pleading. My asshole was twitching again which let some cum escape the hallowed tabernacle. As I was packing up the lunch to take back, Brad said that he was going to be away this weekend. He and some friends were taking a short trip up to the college that they would be attending in the fall and he would be back on Sunday night. So tonight would be our last night together and then I would have to go the entire weekend caged and unable to cum. I put my hand down on my friend in the cage to comfort him but he wasn?t happy. Chapter 5: Suspicion Arises on the Road to ? When I got back to the house, I still had work to do and a dinner to prepare. I pulled my hair back to finish cleaning the bathrooms and the laundry. I was outside, hanging out the clothes when Mike came by, stopped and just stared. After a while, I turned around and said, ?What?? He came up to me and roughly turned me around so my back was to him. I felt his hand move down my leg and then he put his hand in front of my face and said, ?What is this, slut?? I turned red but said nothing. I think he could feel me shaking. Then he said, ?You better put your hair down before someone sees that mark on your neck. Someone might think that is a hickey.? My hand immediately shot up to the spot that Brad had bitten and it felt hot. Mike knew then what had happened but did he know with whom. ?You better make sure that Dad or Reverend Richards don?t see that or more than your dick will be in a cage.? With that he left and I just stared, shaking uncontrollably. Now Mike knew. What would he say to Dad? Would Brad get in trouble? I was scared. I rushed to get dinner ready and to make sure that is was good. As I was setting the table while others were taking showers or washing up, Mike came up behind me and said, ?Don?t worry, I am not going to tell.? I whipped around and looked him in the eyes and whispered, ?Thanks, Mike.? Then he looked around to see if anyone was looking and he kissed me on the lips. It wasn?t anything passionate, just a peck, really. I don?t know why I did it but I said, ?Thanks,? and turned around to set the table. Then, I felt a slight tap on the ass. Oops, my cock was screaming again and my hole twitched. Maybe I was a slut. After dinner, I reminded Dad that Nathan had invited me to spend the day with him on Saturday. He asked me when I was supposed to be there and when would I get back. I said I was supposed to be there for lunch and spend the afternoon with him. I said I would be back for dinner and he said that I needed to be back to make dinner. He said, beans and franks would be fine for Saturday night. He knew I didn?t need a ride since I would take my bike. When he said, OK, I asked if he would take off the cage and he said no but that I could wear regular clothes over to his house. WOW, was he being generous. After dinner, I took off my apron and went up to my room. Brad was up there getting ready for his weekend trip. I laid down on the bed and watched him. I asked him why he was going since he had already been accepted and had already seen the school. He said that he and his two friends were going up to get an apartment since it would be cheaper for them that way. ?Will I be able to visit you when you are in college,? I asked. ?Sure, I guess,? he said, ?but I don?t know if we will be able to do the things we do here. I am hoping that Jennifer and I will be able to fool around more in college so I may not be so interested in male sex.? I could feel my face change and tears welled up in my eyes when he said that. He noticed and came over to me and said, ?You know I will always love you, sport, but maybe not in the same way as now. I just don?t know what the future will be like and neither do you.? ?But I don?t want my life to change. I always want to be with you,? I said. ?Look sport, life changes. We would never have connected the way we did if your cock hadn?t been put in that cage. When it is taken off, you may want to be with someone else, maybe even a girl. You may want to move to a city like New York. We both have our whole lives ahead of us so let?s not make commitments that we have no idea we will be able to meet.? For once, my cock was not struggling any more. And my hole was not twitching. I just felt alone and tired. Brad went into the bathroom to wash up before bed and I just laid there. I heard my other brothers arguing about something and Dad getting ready for bed. Soon Brad returned and I went into the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth. Instead, I decided to soak in the tub for a while and I got some old bath salts that Mom had used. It smelled really good and so played with the bubbles noticing that my cock and balls were more relaxed in the hot water. I barely knew I had it on. Terry came in to brush his teeth and asked what I was doing. Of course, I had to be a smart ass and say, ?What does it look like?? He got mad, ?Look jerk-off, cut the shit, will you. You haven?t taken a bath since we were kids. And, why are you taking a bubble bath?? ?Sorry, Terry, I?m just angry that I have to keep wearing this thing. The bath helps so it is not so tight down there. And, I keep getting hard-ons during the night so I haven?t gotten a lot of sleep. And there?s so much work around the house. ? ?Well,? Terry said, ?you may not like all the work around the house but you sure do a good job and the food is just great. Where did you learn to cook like that? And the house looks great. And Dad is so not grumpy. He almost smiles sometimes. And ? I don?t know how to say this and don?t get angry but it sure looks nice seeing a skirt around the house.? ?What! Do you think I look like a girl? This is so embarrassing.? ?Will, you do look like a girl in that apron with your long hair and fine features. You look like you could be my sister or something. Sometimes you look real sexy. Sometimes you look so good it scares me.? I splashed him when he said that and said, ?Get out of here before I give you a kiss.? ?You have been doing more than kissing,? he said in a soft yet firm voice. ?Where did you get that mark on your neck? Someone has been biting you. If Dad sees that -- or reverend Richards ? you are going to be in more trouble than any of us could imagine.? And with that he got off the toilet and left, giving me a departing wink as he closed the door. I quickly washed my hair and finished my bath, drying myself. I put some ointment on my neck, fastened the towel around my waist and used another towel to dry my hair. When Brad saw me entering the bedroom, he gave me a soft wolf whistle so no-one would hear. ?Don?t you look beautiful.? All these compliments were confusing me. I didn?t want to be a girl but I loved being appreciated, even if it was for looking like a girl. I was always the runt of the litter and I had to work hard to be noticed Now, I didn?t seem to have problems being noticed.: Brad sure looked happy to see me. Maybe this wasn?t so bad after all. My cock was screaming again and my hole was twitching. I needed to get off or I would go crazy. So I sashayed over to Brad and put my arms around his neck and gave him a wet kiss. He loved it and started fucking my mouth with his tongue while massaging my nipples which were getting very hard. I pushed him down on the bed and straddled his body so my ass was just over his cock, which was rising faster than a rocket ship. ?So you think I look beautiful, do you,? I murmured. ?What are you going to do about it?? I started to move back and forwards over his pulsing dick. I made sure that it was my ass that was massaging his dick and not the cage. His dick was leaking a lot which made it easier to move over his tender flesh. I reached behind him and grabbed the base of his cock and held it just at the entrance of my butt hole. In the best sexy voice that I could imitate, I said, ?What?s a girl suppose to do with a big poll like this? It feels like it needs some attention.? And with that I lowered by ass onto his cock ? slowly ? and watched his eyes roll back into his head as a long moan erupted from his bowels. I felt powerful. I could control my brother absolutely. And I could use him to feel that exquisite sensation in my bowels when his cock head hit that button. I started to move in long strokes and watched him glow with pleasure. I increased the cadence a bit and he opened his eyes and looked me in the eyes. Then he raised himself up, which pulled his dick a little bit out of my ass. Then he reached under my thighs and lifted me off the bed and his dick shot forward into my hole and slammed that button hard. I arched my back as my eyes rolled into my head. Flashes of light seemed to engulf my consciousness as he kept pumping into my hole. I felt weightless as I rode his poll. Then I felt myself falling as I hit the bed but Brad kept hold of my legs and pulled me onto his dick. And then he started pounding, pounding and pounding. He had a hand over my mouth to stop my cries and grunts. And I started to shoot and as my ass clenched his poll like a vise, he shot and pounded his load into my hungry hole. He fell onto me and my legs fell to the side of the bed not reaching the floor. I felt complete and exhausted. I wrapped my arms around his broad back and then they migrated down to his slender waist. I could smell his body odor and taste the sweat off his chest. I wallowed in those flavors like a piglet at the trough. My cock was still seeping out the spaces in the cage but the pressure was down and it too relaxed from its exertions. Eventually, Brad picked me up and put me in my own bed and I fell fast asleep, with weird dreams of Mom dressing me up and Dad holding me in his lap. I didn?t wake up that night because of a hard-on; we were both too exhausted for a boy of 12 going on 13. Chapter 6: Brad Leaves Me to My Own Devices The next morning, the routine continued. I thought I would make French toast for Terry since he was so nice to me the night before. They were his favorite. When I put the stack on the table, his generous smile towards me made me happy. In fact, I looked around the table and everyone looked happy, even Dad. Brad looked like he was rushing through his breakfast and I realized why when I heard the car with his buddies pulling up in the yard. I suspect that he wanted to be out there when they came so no-one came into the house and saw me in an apron and no clothes. He rushed out of the house with a greasy sausage sandwich in his hand yelling goodbye to us all. Before he closed the door, he looked over at me and pursed his lips in a kiss. I think Terry saw Brad because he was facing the door and he almost choked on something. When dinner was over, Dad and Mike both said thanks that it was wonderful. Terry stayed behind and helped me clear off the table while I was washing the dishes. He came right up behind me and whispered, ?Thanks for making the French Toast. I really liked them.? He reached around me to put the dishes in the sink so that one arm was around my waist as the other deposited the dishes in the sink. He then planted a quick kiss on my neck and then patted my ass. I said to myself, ?Cock, quiet down. You?re making my ass twitch.? I turned around and smiled at Terry. Of all my brothers, he was growing to be big like Dad, not tall but a bull-shaped body. When he walked by, you could feel the heat from his body. He was like a furnace. And while he was a bull in shape, he was really quite gentle. Mike was the one who had a short fuse but Terry was more like Ferdinand the Bull. I loved that story, especially when Mom read it to me. I had the usual chores that I had to do. I was beginning to like being nude and in an apron. I liked how the apron moved against my legs. While I was cleaning Dad?s room, I looked at myself in the mirror. I did look kind of pretty with longish curly hair. I sat down at Mom?s dresser and looked in her draws. Dad apparently hadn?t cleaned it out and I saw some makeup in one of the drawers. I didn?t know what each one was for but I certainly knew what lipstick was and I put some on the way Mom put it on. It looked messy the first time so I wiped it off with a tissue. I tried again and this time it looked real good. Mom had some makeup powder so I put some on where I had had some old zits and covered them up. Then I looked at myself and I looked pretty good. I decided to keep them on for a little and went downstairs to look at some cookbooks to see if there was anything special that I should make. We did our shopping on Saturday morning so I wanted to have a good idea of what to buy. I was sitting at the Kitchen table pouring through the cookbooks when Mike came in. At first, he just breezed by to get some water. As he was drinking his second glass, he looked over at me and said, ?What the fuck! What do you have on your face?? I had completely forgotten and I ran upstairs to take the lipstick off. He followed me upstairs and told me to stop. I did and he turned me around and smiled at me. ?What a pretty little girl you are.? ?Fuck off,? I spat. And then he kissed me square on the lips and held me real tight so I couldn?t escape. I struggled at first but then relaxed and began to enjoy the kiss. I think my cock was telling me to go with the flow because my hole was twitching like made. He broke off the kiss and then said, ?You are looking better and better every day, Will. Keep this up and I won?t be able to hold back any more. Are you doing this to tease me?? ?Hell no,? I said. ?Dad is the one who put me in the mess.? ?No,? he said, ?I think you put yourself in this mess and, you know, I kind of like you this way. You always were a softy and now you look the part. And you have the prettiest ass I have ever seen.? ?Well, that doesn?t mean much since I bet you haven?t seen many asses before,? I replied. ?Enough to appreciate yours, sweetheart.? We heard Dad calling for Mike so he said to go fix my makeup and left to get back to his chores. I went into Dad?s room and took off the makeup. I liked that new look and now I was back to a bland looking person, somewhere between a boy and a girl., confused as ever and in love with my brother. At dinner, I decided to put on a different apron that Mom had. It had some big flowers on it and it was shorter than the other one. It also didn?t go as far around me as the plain flouncy one did so more of my body was showing. In fact, it covered most of my chest and my groin area plus some. Both Mike and Terry smiled when they saw me. Terry even winked and asked if I needed any help in setting the table. ?Done,? I said. ?Just sit down and let me serve you.? I noticed that the bulge in his pants seemed much bigger than normal. I gave Dad a list of things to buy at the grocery store on Saturday morning and he said that I would be going with him since I would be doing all the cooking. He said we would be back in time for me to go to Nate?s house. I asked again if he would take the cage off but he said no, not until Reverend Richards agreed. The cage seemed to make me more horny than normal. I could always feel it hugging my dick and trapping my balls. Sometimes they started to swell and I had to hold it close to my body to relieve the pressure. I even had to take a hot shower during the day to relieve the pressure and tonight I was going to take another bath to let my balls soak in the warm water. Dinner was uneventful and once again Terry volunteered to help wash dishes. This time I accepted and so he cleared off the table and each time he reached around me to put the dishes in the sink. Since my apron was skimpier, he as constantly touching me and my skin was tingling. Once again my cock was screaming for attention and my hole was twitching. Every time Terry can near, I could feel his heat warming me up so that when he touched me, I would automatically move toward his hand because it was so warm. My cock even made be back up my ass when Terry approached from behind. His bulge felt so big back there. Dishes were done and I said that I needed to take a bath. Terry smiled and said to use plenty of bath crystals. I asked him why and he said, ?I like the smell.? I got ready for my bath as I heard Mike run down the stair to go out with some friends. Terry didn?t go which was strange because he and Mike used to go everywhere together. I was sitting in the tub with my head back and daydreaming when there was a gentle knock at the door. ?Can I come in,? I heard the voice say and then the door opened and Terry poked his head in. ?Sure,? I said. My cock started to get hard again, even in the warm water. I shut my eyes and put my head back while Terry was doing something. I started to get curious and opened them a crack and noticed him looking at me. I smiled to myself and relaxed some more. Terry then started to brush his teeth and sat down on the toilet facing me. I noticed through the slits in my eyes that his bulge was very pronounced. So I decided to sit up and start washing myself with a washcloth. ?Wam me oo waah yaw baaa?? Terry asked. ?What?? I asked. He spat out the toothpaste and asked, ?Do you want me to wash you back?? ?I would love that,? I said and handed him the washcloth. ?I?ll just use my hands. I don?t like washcloths.? So I sat up and he soaped up my back and started to massage my back with the soap suds. His hands started at my shoulders and then started to move downward and as they did, my cock made me lean forward so that he could go lower. He decided to take off his shirt so he wouldn?t get wet and I could feel the heat from his body on my wet back. As his hands moved further downward, I leaned even further so that his fingers had access to the crack in my ass. ?Maybe I should get in there with you,? he said. ?I don?t think there is enough room and what if Dad comes in.? ?Don?t worry. Dad is sound asleep watching television and he doesn?t wake up til the news is over.? I smiled at him and said, ?It will be like when we were kids and Mom used to let me get in the tub with you or Mike.? Terry winked at me again and said, ?I don?t think it will be quite like that.? He dropped his trousers and undershorts in one motion and socks as well and he stepped into the tub behind me. I didn?t see him before he got in but when he sat down and stretched out his legs on either side of me, I could feel his cock poking me in the back. ?I never used to feel that when we took baths together,? as I reached behind me and grabbed his cock. ?Just someone happy to be taking a bath with you,? he said. ?Now be quiet and let me wash your back.? So I leaned forward so that he could do my back. His soapy hands roamed over my back and around my front and he played particular attention to my nipples which at this time were hard nubs. I just leaned back against him and rested my head on his shoulders. His hands wandered down to my cage and he gently washed my cock and balls both of which were screaming for release. ?Does the cage hurt?? he asked. ?Not really,? I said. ?But sometimes my cock tries to get out and that is when it hurts. And my balls hurt sometimes when they try to pull out.. But it makes me real horny all the time because I am always focused on them.? ?When will Dad take it off?? Not until Reverend Richards says so. And I am seeing him on Sunday so maybe then.? ?Lift up so I can wash your bottom,? he said and I obeyed by pushing myself up on the sides of the tub. He took his hands and soaped up my bottom and then he started to finger my hole. Now, my hole was already twitching and when he put a finger on it, his finger slipped right in. Then he used two fingers and they both slipped right in. All the while, I was moaning lightly and raising my ass so he had easy access. Then he said, ?OK, you can sit down now but very slowly.? And I moved very slowly guided by his hand as he put his engorged cock at the entrance of my hole and I impaled myself on his poll. It felt so good and he just laid back a bit and moaned, saying, ?Oh fuck, that feels so great. Don?t stop.? And I didn?t because it felt so good. I think his dick was fatter than Brads and so it was stretching more. It felt so good. Then his dick hit that magic spot and I stopped to feel it and started short strokes so it kept poking that button. I couldn?t get enough and soon Terry said, ?I?m cumming.? And he shoved his poll into my ass, back and forth and shot after shot kept hitting that button and then I came squeezing his dick even further. He pulled me close to his chest and I just rested there with my head laid back on his shoulder and his hands gently rubbing my nipples. They were so sensitive now that I twitched every time he pinched them and then I asked him to please stop, I couldn?t take anymore. Soon he started to kiss the back of my neck and I could feel his cock slipping out of my ass. When it was empty, I moaned and he kissed me even harder when he heard that I missed having his cock in me. I turned my head around as far as it would go and he moved his head to give me a passionate kiss. It wasn?t perfect but it was the best we could do in the positions we were in. ?Thank you, Terry, that was great.? ?I never knew that fucking a guy could be so hot,? he said. ?That was the best fuck I have ever had. The tub beats the back seat of a car every day.? After silence and relaxed breathing, he said, ?You took my cock easy. Has someone else been fucking you? Who?? I stayed silent for a while not wanting to out Brad but also not wanting to lie to Terry. Fuck , we all live together. They are bound to find out. Finally, I said, ?Terry, can?t we just enjoy this time together? Isn?t it enough that I love your cock? Since I had this cage put on, I?m always horny. My mind is always focused on my cock and the only way to get off is with something in my ass. There is something in my ass that makes me go wild and that makes me shoot. I don?t know what it is but I really need something there.? ?I bet that is your prostate,? Terry said. ?We learned about it in biology class and one of the guys said that is what makes fags go wild for cock. Do you think that you are one of them?? ?Terry, I hate that word. Is that what you and your friends call me? Am I someone you make fun of? Gee, Terry, I make your meals for you, clean the house for you and then you make fun of me.? ?Whoa there. I would beat the shit out of anyone who made fun of you, either in front of me or behind my back. And don?t you forget it,? Terry said. ?I?m sorry I said fag and I won?t say it again. It just slipped out, that?s all. ? After a moment, He asked, ?But do you like guys, Will?? ?Terry, I don?t know. All I know is this cage makes me horny all the time. I just can?t stop thinking about sex. And sex with you was great and if that makes me one of those who likes guys, then maybe I am.? I thought a bit and said, ?I never had sex with a girl so I just don?t know.?