Date: Wed, 1 Jun 2005 02:53:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: PK
Subject: Dad's Slutboy Part 2

I know this sequel took a long time, but I have been extremely busy. It
takes a lot of time and energy for me to come up with this.

The following is a complete work of fiction...

I was kneeling in from of the door. No clothes on and waiting for my man,
my father. It has been weeks since me and him had first gotten together.
After our first fuck session I was afraid that it would be a one time
thing or that my father would have freaked out. Luckily that was not the
case. My father had turned me from his son to his slut whore. It was so
easy for him just to start acting so coldly to me and to turn me into his
cock toy. I loved every second of it though. Unfortunately this would be
one of the last times we would be able to engage in this because my
brothers would be returning from college in a few days

As I said I was naked and on my knees. My dad came home around the same
time daily. Every day I was to strip and greet him at the door waiting
for my man on my knees and ready to serve him. Ever time was still like
the first time when I heard him pull up I would tremble in sluttish
excitement every time. Each time he would come in I would stare up at him
in awe. He is so powerful and strong and I would know that I was about to
be used hard.

I had just heard the door slam outside and was trembling again knowing
that my powerful father was about to play out his desires with me. At the
same time I was sad knowing that we wouldn't be able to take part in
this so freely in a few days. I heard the insertion of a key and then my
mouth watered in anticipation as the door handle began to twist. As the
door began to open though my excitement turned to shock. The man standing
on the other side of the door staring at my naked body was not my father
at all. It was my brother.

Ryan is one of my three older brothers. At 20 my brother was a sight. He
gets his looks from my father. He is 6'1 with jet black hair and the same
blue eyes as my father that pierces into your soul. My brother is on the
rowing team in college so to say that he has a great physique is to put
it lightly. Hours of practice a day has left my brother covered in muscle
and lacking in fat. Not that it is unusual for my family. With the
exception of myself all three of my brothers as well as my father are
muscular hunks. Ryan knew he was muscular. He loved to show of his body
and would always take the opportunity to show it off by walking around
shirtless. He was one of the cockiest people I have ever known. He was
perfect and he knew it. That made him even hotter though. He had the sort
of attitude that said when he walked into a room everyone should bow down
and worship his greatness.

Ryan was the brother that I was least close too. Probably because he
spent much of his time showing me I was weaker than him hitting me or
humiliating me in front of his friends. He simply tolerated me. He was
also never around. When he wasn't practicing he spent most of his time at
the gym with my dad. Out of his fours sons I think he was closest to my
Dad.

I have no idea what my brother was thinking when he opened the door. His
little brother naked and on his knees. He just stood there with an blank
stare on his face for a few moments. My brain was telling me to run but
the panic had me in shock and I could not move.

"What the fuck are you doing?" my brother let out "and why the hell are
you on the floor? Is this what you do when you are alone, pervert?"

I was scared and shaking but the pervert I am was checking my brother
out. He was wearing one of the tightest tank tops I had ever seen and a
pair of cargo shorts. As it seemed ever time he came home he seemed to
have gotten bigger. His chest filled out the tank top well. A little to
well. It seemed as if it was going to rip under the pressure of the
powerful chest it was covering. His arms and shoulder were huge and
seemed that the size distanced them from the rest of his body. I felt a
surge of panic as my cock began to stiffen and tried to take my eyes of
his hard body. I knew if I stood up he would see.

"Jesus Kevin I am home now if u r gonna play with you little weenie go to
your fucking room" my brother spat out.

I wanted to run off but my brother yellin at me was turning me on even
more.

"Why..why are you home?" I let out meekly

"I finished my exams early. Now I am not gonna talk to you unless until u
r dressed." Then he walked forward and kicked me back with his foot on my
shoulder. "Now go"

As I fell onto my back I knew he had seen my semi hard cock. He just
began to laugh. "Holy shit you were playing with yourself u little perv,
well at least you're finally growing up u little runt"

But instead of going soft like he thought I should have I continued to
harden. He noticed. "Holy shit," he said quietly in disbelief as he
watched my cock grow. "Holy shit" he let out louder this time as it began
to register that my cock was growing because of him.

"Why the fuck are u boning up?" he yelled at me

"No, no" I let out beginning to crawl backwards. But my eyes were still
fixated on his powerful chest. He must have noticed. Because he looked
down at his chest and then brought a hand up to it as if noticing it for
the first time as a piece of meat. He then looked at each of his biceps
at his side. Then back at me.

"Are you checking me out? I AM YOUR FUCKING BROTHER, WHAT THE FUCK ARE
YOU DOING?" he let out with anger now in his voice.

That's when I tried to jump up and run to my room. He wouldn't have it
though.

"STAY THE FUCK WHERE YOU ARE." His voice was powerful and filled the
house. I froze. 'Are you a faggot or something?" he said to me with a
sound of disgust in his voice. "Are you" he said not giving me any time
to process.

"Yes I am gay." I said, "but I swear I wasn't checking you out.

"Not checking me out" he exclaimed, " do you think I am fucking blind.
Look at me." he said as all of his muscles seemed to flex straining his
tank top. "Everyone looks at me. Do you think I can't tell when someone
is checking me out?" "Holy shit I am your brother, do you know how
fucking sick that is. So you are one nasty faggot"

There I was on the floor in front of my hunk brother waiting for him to
beat the crap out of me. But then I noticed it. I saw the twitch in his
pants. The front of his shorts began to slowly push forward. All of a
sudden the situation was becoming all too familiar and my excitement
began to grow.

"You are right I am a faggot" I said not making contact with my
brother's eyes. He just stared at my silently. His shorts were beginning
to bulge. He was staring at me silently and his breathing was heavy as
his chest swelled in and out forcefully. He was definitely turned on.

"I am not a fag" he said staring at me, but with serious contemplation in
his voice.

"I know" I said "A big man like you could never be one. But I am, and you
don't have to do anything a fag would do. If you're needs are being met
it won't make u a fag u r just getting off."

He just stood there for a few seconds still heavily breathing staring at
me. Then it was as if he snapped back. "Are you seriously coming on to
me? Holy shit you are a nasty faggot."

I thought that maybe I had read him wrong. I slowly got up to walk away.
Then he all of a sudden he advanced towards me and threw a powerful punch
into my stomach. I fell to the floor in pain gasping for air.

I looked up at him and he ripped, literally tore his tank top off.  He
really had gotten bigger. His pecs were like to rock hard mounds. They
were huge and in between it looked like the Grand Canyon. His abs looked
unreal. The kind you only see on some Japanese animation. They were
perfect not an ounce of fat. All eight pieces of muscle were distinct
from each other. I was in pin but at the same time wanted lick every
inch.

"LOOK AT ME," he screamed, "I SAID FUCKING LOOK AT ME" he screamed again
as he grabbed me by the hair and forced me to look up at him. "THIS IS
WHAT YOU WANTED TO SEE ISN'T IT. SO WHAT DO YOU THINK" he began to flex
his muscles.

I felt so small next to him, and yet was so turned on by it. "I think you
are beautiful Ryan" I softly exclaimed reaching towards him as my voice
was coming back.

SLAP. His open hand left a red mark on my face. "No, bitch you call me
sir or master. I am not your brother right now." he exclaimed. "I am no
dirty faggot either. If this is going to happen then it is all about me,
understand.

"Yes sir I understand. I only want to make you feel good." I said with
lust in my voice.

"Good, then lets do this bitch."he said kicking off  his sandals. "Off"
he said as he pointed to his shorts.

Shaking I nervously I began to clumsily undo his pants. They fell to his
ankles and he stepped out of them. In only his boxers now I could tell
how hard he was. He was just as excited about this as he was. I wondered
why. I was sure this hot stud could get anyone he wanted. I grabbed the
elastic in his boxers and took a breath before I peeled them down. Like
opening a Christmas present but so much better.

His cock popped up and hit me on the chin. He let out a laugh. I dropped
his boxers and he kicked them off. His cock as about eight inches. Not as
big as my dad but it seemed thicker. I could tell he would have no
problem ripping me apart. I stared up at his beautiful body like he was
some sort of God. He looked down at me in triumph. Like he was surveying
his new property.

"Open" he said. I obeyed and looked waiting for his okay to dive onto his
beautiful cock. He looked down at me as if unsure. Then he nodded and
said to himself' here goes nothing. He took a step forward and aimed his
cock into my mouth. I immediately closed my mouth and began to use my
tongue to circle his head. I knew if I was going to ever get to do this
again I was going to have to make a good impression. "Oh fuck" he yelled
out. I guess I did.

"Where the fuck did you learn to do this bitch" he said as I used my
mouth to apply the perfect suction level.

"Do you like" I looked at him begging for his approval.

"Do I ever he said" forcing my head back onto his cock. Now shut the fuck
up and suck dick. Faggots suck, not talk"

And I did. Licking his cock all over while I explored his powerful body
with my hands.

"You like that muscle don't you slut" he said. I nodded making eye
contact with him but never taking my mouth off of his cock. "Well you
better service me good if you don't want me to beat the crap out of you
with it. I probably will anyways. Holy shit look at you. Your weak
pathetic body on your knees before me. With all my strength. You like so
small next to me. Like a little slut. My slut"

"I am your slut sir" I yelled backing off of his cock. Take me take all
of me. You can even have me ass.

"Holy crap do you hear how much of a faggot cunt you are, you are begging
me to fuck your ass." he said laughing "You really like that. You want
my big tool in your ass. Beg me"

"Yes, yes please sir cum in my ass" I need it I want it.

He hocked a lugie and spit on my face. "I don't give a fuck what you want
or need you little shit. Luckily for you though I want to stick this big
piece of meat in your slutty hole. You better hope there is enough spit
and precum to lube my cock in nicely. With that he pushed me with his
strong muscular arms so that I fell backwards then he grabbed my legs and
threw them over his broad shoulders. Without warning he simply speared
his mammoth cock into my ass.

I screamed out in pain. It was definitely thicker than my fathers and it
was stretching out my ass. He laughed as he just began to assault my hole
roughly, not letting me adjust to his girth. I accepted the pain. I layed
there moaning in slutish lust as my huge muscular brother was pistoning
into my ass like some kind of animal. In his eyes I saw no sign of
brotherly love just pure animal lust. He pumped and pumped as my hands
took in every ounce of his wonderful body. My asshole squeezing down on
his cock milking it. I am sure neither of us realized where we were or
what else was going on. Just the fuck. The whole time he pistoned into me
he just unloaded insult after insult at me calling me his slut, a whore,
a nasty cunt bitch who was getting what he deserved.

Then all of a sudden he threw his hands under me and I felt him lifting
me off the ground as he began to lean back slighlty still fucking me. I
realized then how sttong this stud was.

"Take it you fucking bitch. You wanted it. You wanted me. Well then this
is all you are good
for...YOU.....STUUUPIDD...CUUUUUMM.....SLUUUUUTTTTTT!!!!!!!

Every muscle in his body tensed as he unloaded what seemed like gallons
of cum in my bowels. I thought I was going to blow up from the inside. It
felt as if his powerful hands were going to crush me Then he fell forward
and over me. Covered in sweat his massive chest felt and smelled  so
good. I was licking at it with my tongue.

"So" i heard a voice from the doorway.

"Glad you convinced me into coming home early" my brother said still
trying to catch his breath looking up at my dad. "I could get used to
this"

"You will, now lets put this bitch to work. Our own little cumslut, this
is gonna be one hell of a summer" My dad sneered as he began to shove his
cock in my mouth.......