Date: Sat, 3 Jun 2023 20:39:40 -0400
From: Ian Head <ianheadvoice@gmail.com>
Subject: Hunter Lang and His Brothers-3

This story depicts gay sex between teen guys.  More specifically, it is the
story of Hunter Lang, the youngest of a trio of brothers, and how he
becomes the "Boy Bitch" of his two older siblings.

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Chapter 3

My Brother Wyatt and I Watch a Video ( Part 3)


..."Wash my dick with your tongue and show it how much you love it."

That order brought me more joy than I had expected it would, and I eagerly
leaned in, lips slightly parted, aiming the tip of my tongue at that sweet
drop of precum that my brother's awesome pecker had so thoughtfully
provided for me.

Before I could achieve that goal, however, Wyatt grabbed a handful of my
hair--a bit more roughly than necessary-- and stopped my head's forward
progress. "And, Hunter," he warned, using his grip on my hair to tilt my
head back so that I was looking up at him, "don't half-ass it,
either. You're gonna suck my cock like a good little whore; like it's the
best thing you've ever had in your mouth."

"I promise, Wyatt, I'll give you the best blowjob I can. If you don't like
it, I'll do it as many times as you want me to until I get it right."

That made him laugh out loud. "Bitch, even if you get it right, you're
gonna suck me off as many times as I tell you to. I own your mouth now,
Little Bro, and we're just getting started." ...

(From the end of My Brother Wyatt and I Watch a Video Part 2)

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Wyatt's comment about me giving him a "half-ass" blowjob stung my pride a
bit. Sure, I might be fairly new to the whole thing, but I took my cock
sucking--and my growing skill as a cocksucker--pretty seriously. If I was
going to blow my brother (and I most definitely was), he was going to get
the best head that I was able to give. What is the point in having a guy's
dick in your mouth if you aren't going to treat it like the most special
pecker you've ever sucked?

Granted, Wyatt's would only be the second, and biggest, pecker that I would
be sucking, but I had had lots of practice on my buddy Gabe's over the past
six months, and I intended to use everything I had learned with his dick to
please my brother as best as I could. And that enticing drop of precum was
now hanging by a thin thread from the tip of Wyatt's dick, in danger of
dripping to my bedroom's floor, and I wanted to get it on my tongue before
it was lost.

So, I let his "half-ass" comment go without a word. As soon as he relaxed
his grip on my hair, though not totally releasing his hold, and said, "What
are you waiting for, then, Bitch? Lick my cock" I leaned in to do as he
ordered. With my lips slightly parted, I kissed the head of my brother's
dick, then ran my tongue around the underside to snatch up that sweet bead
of his nut-nectar. It was delicious, and I gently probed the slit in
Wyatt's cock head with the tip of my tongue to collect as much of that
tasty juice as I could get

"Oh, fuck," Wyatt chuckled in pleasure and surprise, "you little
cock-whore. You're really going to do this."

I took a moment to swipe my tongue over the entirety of his meaty glans
before looking up at him to answer. The fact that my brother moaned
slightly at the contact made me want to smile, but I held in my enjoyment
of his reaction and said, "I told you, Wye, you have the video--you're in
charge. I don't have much choice, so I'll do what you say. I'll be your
Bitch, just like you want." I kissed the tip of his pecker once more before
glancing back up and adding, "Any time you order me to." I didn't mention
the fact that, after my first taste of him, I was sure that I was going to
be eager to follow such orders; Wyatt didn't need to hear that just yet,
and I could show him way better than I could tell him.

"My own pet cocksucker," Wyatt chuckled in a way that told me he had every
intention of using my mouth as often as he could; which sent a shiver of
lust down my spine. Using his grip on my long hair to push my face closer
to his erection, my brother tapped his cock's head on my lips and
commanded, "Lick it, slut. Do what I fucking said and wash my dick with
your faggot tongue."

My brothers and I never used that particular "F" word. We had been taught
by our Uncle Sean that 'fag' and 'faggot' were among the most demeaning of
terms used to insult gay men. Out of respect for him, we, unlike most of
our peers, just didn't use them in conversation at all. Wyatt breaking that
unspoken rule in reference to me should have been shocking but, instead, it
made me whimper softly with desire and my hard-on throbbed and began to
leak more precum than before.

I nodded respectfully, softly replied, "Whatever you say," and went to work
with my tongue on Wyatt's boner as I'd been instructed.

By now, another drop of precum had appeared, and I started there, lapping
it up greedily and probing his piss slit to get it all. I then licked lazy,
ever-growing circles around the tip of his dick's head, slowly working my
way down and around the rim of the corona. His glans was warm and tasty
against my tongue.  When I ran the tip under the rim of the head, my
brother's cock twitched, and Wyatt whispered, "Oh, fuck yeah," so I did it
again before planting a light kiss on the tip of his dick. From there, I
moved to the underside of his hard-on, licking and kissing as I went until
I reached the top of his fist, which was wrapped around the base of his
cock as he offered it to me.

Glancing up to see my brother looking down with approval, I pressed my
tongue against his shaft to cover as much of the surface area as possible
and licked its underside all the way to the tip in one swipe, like a kid
cleaning drops from a melting ice cream cone. I ran my tongue languidly
across the head, and then lapped my way back down the thick shaft. Wyatt
was kind enough to lift his cock and hold it steady for me while I avidly
tongue-bathed every inch of it.

When I came up for air, Wyatt slapped my right cheek with his rigid
dick--it wasn't a hard slap, but it made a wet, meaty sound as it made
contact with my bare skin--which amused him so much that he laughed and did
it several more times before using his hold on my hair to tilt my head back
and rub his spit-slick boner all over my face. I held my tongue out as he
smeared my own saliva and his precum on my chin, lips, nose and cheeks,
savoring the flavor of his skin as his dick passed over it.

"Fuck, Hunter, I've always wanted to do that to someone," he informed me
with his Big Bad Wolf leer on his face, "and I'm so damn happy that you're
the one I got to do it to." He paused and then chuckled wickedly. "But,
you're forgetting all about my balls. How rude." That said, he took a wider
stance, lifted his boner out of the way, shifted his pelvis forward, and
pushed my head down to bury my nose in his big, clean-shaven nut
sack. "Lick those boys good, slut," he commanded.

With my face pressed firmly into my brother's scrotum, I inhaled deeply,
taking in the heady aroma of his guy-musk. It was fucking awesome! Pleasant
and male and distinctly Wyatt. My sibling's groin scent was intoxicating,
and I ran my tongue over the velvety smooth skin of his ball pouch as I
breathed in his smell. Licking each of Wye's large testicles avidly, I
wondered how amazing it would be to be nose deep in his crotch right after
he'd finished a workout, when his nuts would be warm and damp with clean,
salty sweat and his scent would be at its greatest. The thought was a huge
turn-on, and I moaned quietly as I gently drew his egg-sized left ball into
my mouth to carefully suck on it.

"That's a good little fag," Wyatt murmured encouragingly, "show my balls
the respect they deserve."

Glad that he was pleased, I repeated the process on his other nut before
diving back in to tongue his smooth sack again. Wanting more, I used my
right hand to cup and carefully lift his scrotum so that I could lick spots
that I had missed. Wyatt's scent was stronger here, making me almost dizzy
with carnal hunger. My brother tasted and smelled incredibly good. I could
have happily spent the next half hour with my face planted in his ball
sack, but Wyatt had other plans for my mouth.

Using the grip he maintained on my hair, my brother drew my head away from
his balls so that I was looking up at him past his boner. I gave the
underside of his glans a quick flick of my tongue, and was rewarded with
his wolfish grin and several more smacks with his pecker on my cheeks and
lips. "That was a pretty nice job, Little Bro," he critiqued my
tongue-bathing skill. "My balls feel all nice and clean now. But...what was
it your nerd buddy said?" Wyatt paused for a moment, pretending to think
about it, then looked back at me with a deep chuckle and a wicked
smile. "Oh, yeah...'It's called cock-sucking for a reason, Hunter'. So,
open your whore mouth and suck my damn dick."

"Yes, Sir," I replied and then did as he had ordered, parting my lips
eagerly to receive his boner.

"Atta boy," my brother purred before promptly stuffing half of his cock
into my waiting mouth. It was hot on my tongue, and much bigger than
Gabe's, and I obediently began to suck and nurse on it like a good little
cocksucker. "Fuck yeah, that's a good boy," Wyatt growled as he pushed
another inch of his fat boner between my lips. "That pretty faggot face of
yours looks so much better with my cock sticking in it."

I "mmmm"ed a thank you around his tasty pecker, not willing to stop sucking
on it to give a proper reply. Damn me, but Wye's dick was delicious. I
wanted to pack as much of him into my greedily sucking mouth as I could,
but his hold on my hair prevented me from moving my head forward. So, I
reached up behind him with my left hand, grasped Wyatt's firm, muscular
right ass cheek, and tried to pull his pelvis closer to my face.

"Christ, Hunter, look at you--sucking on my dick and feeling-up my ass like
an honest to god faggot," my Alpha sibling laughed at my eagerness. "You
really are a dick-hungry whore." He obliged my silent request and, shifting
forward, fed me more of his delectable cock. I gave his hard glute a
squeeze to express my gratitude, and hungrily continued my oral
work. "Ahhh...that feels real nice. You're better at this than I expected."
Wyatt released his hold on my hair and shifted his hand to the top of my
head, murmuring non-verbal sounds of pleasure as I blew him. "I'm tempted
to shove my dick down your throat," he informed me after a few
moments. "but we'll save that for later. Why don't you just make me cum and
show me how good a cocksucker you are for now?"

Reluctantly, I took my mouth off of Wyatt's cock so that I could look up at
him and timidly said, "Yes, Sir, If that's what you want. I promise to do
the best I can for you. But, Wye," I placed my right hand on top of the
fist he held his shaft with, "if I am going to do this right, it'll be
easier if you let me hold it. If that's okay?" I licked the head of his
dick, just to let him know that I hadn't forgotten what I'd been
doing. (And, if I'm being honest, because just that brief pause in sucking
on my brother's pecker had made me miss it.)

Wyatt's eyes fluttered closed for a second and he 'mmmm'ed his enjoyment of
the contact of my wet tongue on his sensitive glans. "You're the
cocksucker, Little Brother, do what you gotta do," he said, and allowed me
to replace his fist with my own. Damn, but I liked the way his fat hard-on
felt in my hand! I gave it an appreciative little squeeze and then, while
continuing to lick and kiss its head, began to stroke it just for the pure
enjoyment of handling such a beautiful piece of guy-meat.

He allowed me to do so for a little while, looking down at me with a smug
smile on his face, then reminded me with a gruff growl, "As nice as that
feels, Hunter, I didn't ask for a damn handjob. Get my dick back in your
fucking mouth and blow me like I told you to. Don't make me have to say it
again, Whore."

"Sorry, Sir," I apologized, and then obediently did as he demanded, opening
my mouth wide and swallowing his cock until my lips met the top of my
fist. From there, I began to eagerly suck him off, using all of the tricks
I'd learned in my months of practice with Gabe.

My brother's hard-on was quite sizable, a bit intimidating actually, and it
seemed even more so now that I had the first two thirds of it stuffed in my
mouth. It wasn't just the length of Wye's dick that gave me pause; the
girth was just as daunting.  All of my time blowing my best friend had not
prepared me for a boner this size. He was already filling my mouth full; I
could feel the head of his dick brushing the opening to my throat--and
there were still a few inches of Wye's pecker left to go.

He'd told me that he intended to train me to deep throat his cock and,
knowing my brother as well as I did, I had no doubt that he would not give
up until I had thoroughly mastered that skill. Which was fine by me. I
wanted to become the best cocksucker that I could be, and having Wye's big,
fat pecker to hone my blowjob skills on would only help to make me better
at my new favorite hobby.

But, Wyatt had said that we would get to that later and, as much as I was
looking forward to experiencing his fat pecker sheathed to the hilt in my
throat, I would be patient and do just what he had asked of me: which was
to show him what an excellent, obedient cocksucker I was and to make him
cum. I had no problem with either of those goals. I was enjoying myself
tremendously.

From the sounds of Wyatt's occasional "oh, yeah"s and "ahh"s, it was
apparent that he was pleased with my work as well. I wasn't completely sure
if it was just because he was getting his dick sucked or if it was because
it was my mouth that was doing the sucking. After all these years, my
brother finally had me in what he believed to be the ultimate of submissive
positions, so it was probably a combination of the two. It really didn't
matter to me--I was just happy that he was having as much fun as I was.

"There ya go, Little Bro," he purred, "you're doing great. I'm almost proud
of you. " I moaned my appreciation of his compliment as Wyatt began to
slowly thrust his pelvis back and forth; fucking my face in time with the
bobbing of my head as I blew him. I was making audible slurping sounds as
my brother increased the pace of his thrusts. The feel of his butt muscles
moving under my clutching fingers was almost as big of a turn-on for me as
was the sensation of his hard dick sliding in and out of my mouth.

My own dick, which had been rigid since before I'd dropped to my knees for
my brother, was throbbing and aching for some much needed attention.  I
couldn't remember ever being this horny. So, I moved my hand from Wyatt's
firm butt, wrapped my fingers around my shaft, and began to slowly jerk
myself off.

A firm rap on the top of my head from my brother's knuckles brought a quick
end to my attempts at self-pleasure, however. "Nope," he ordered, "knock
that shit off. I'm flattered that sucking my dick makes you need to
whack-off, but there's only one cock here that you should be focusing
on. This is my time, Bro. Take care of your dick on your own time. Got it?"

I "mmff"ed my understanding of his directive, my mouth being too full of
cock to actually speak, and immediately released my grip on my boner. Wyatt
was right, after all; as his pet cocksucker, it was my duty to put his
desires and needs ahead of my own. No matter how badly my cock needed
relief, my Alpha's orgasm had to take priority over my own.

"If you want something to play with while you blow me, faggot, why don't
you play with my balls?" Wyatt asked by way of consolation. "They're gonna
feed you a big, hot load of cum in a little bit, so you should probably
show them a little gratitude."

He didn't have to ask me twice. I eagerly cupped my brother's scrotum in my
hand, gently and respectfully massaging Wye's large testicles while I
renewed my enthusiastic nursing on his hard-on. Wyatt palmed the top of my
head like a basketball, and the thrusts of his pelvis became more energetic
as he pushed his boner in and out of my mouth. If not for my fist gripping
the base of his shaft, his cock would have been plunging deep into my
throat as he face-fucked me.

For a time, my brother and I surrendered ourselves to the immense joy of
the blowjob I was giving him. I moaned and whimpered my enjoyment to the
thrilling sounds of his spit-wet cock sliding in and out of my sucking
mouth.

Wyatt did his fair share of moaning as well. "Ah...god, Hunter, that feels
so fucking awesome" he sighed with pleasure. "Yeah, suck my dick like a
good little brother; show me how much you want me to empty my nuts into
your mouth."

His words of encouragement spurred me on and, riding the hedonistic rush of
blowing my older brother, I worked more diligently to coax his balls to
release their payload for me. I needed Wyatt to climax; needed to have him
fill my mouth with his hot spunk. At that moment, my entire being was
focused on sucking my Alpha's cock so that I could get my first taste of
his nut-juice.

Wyatt's breathing became more rapid, his muscles tensed slightly, and his
legs quivered a bit as his pending orgasm grew nearer. I felt his ball
sack, which I was still fondling, tighten in my gentle grasp and draw
closer to the base of his boner. "That's it, Piss Ant," he whispered, his
voice husky, "ohhh...Jesus...don't you fucking stop. I'm gonna feed you a
nice big load, Hunter...and you're gonna gulp it all down. Just
like...mmmm...the Bitch that you are."

Having given me fair warning, my Alpha sibling groaned from deep in his
chest. I felt his testicles twitch in my palm and his cock swell slightly
between my lips. A moment later, Wye slammed his hips at my face while
simultaneously shoving my head toward his pelvis, crushing my lips tightly
against the top of my fist. That was the only thing that kept his dick from
lodging itself in my gullet as it began to pulse and flood my mouth with
his warm, huge load of cum.

"Uhh," he growled as the first hot shot of cream sprayed the back of my
throat.

"Uhhhh," he repeated, an ecstatic grunt, as he smashed my fist against my
lips with continued short, forceful thrusts of his pelvis, sending another
spurt of his baby-batter across my tongue.

I whimpered in lusty delight as my brother duplicated the same savage
verbalization four more times, with each repetition accompanied by an
additional dose of his luscious, thick cum. The final spasm of Wye's climax
was so powerful that his entire body shook in orgasmic bliss.

Wyatt had not been exaggerating when he'd told me that his balls produced
massive loads. I tried my best to gulp down as much of the tasty stuff as I
could, but found it difficult to swallow properly with my mouth so packed
full of his cock. Though I managed to drink most of it, a bit of my
brother's spunk squirted past my lips to trickle down my chin.

Wanting to milk him of every drop of cum that I could get, I continued to
nurse on Wyatt's cock as he began to relax and come down off the rush of
his orgasm. I enjoyed making him twitch and gasp as my tongue and lips
caressed his glans, which was hypersensitive post-ejaculation.

"Whoa, Hunter," Wyatt commanded breathlessly when he was eventually unable
to endure any more of that exquisite torment. He took a step back and
pulled his dick from my mouth, "that's enough for now."

I looked up at him and said, "Yes, Sir. I could clean your dick up much
better if you want. I might have missed a drop or two."

"Jesus, you really are a cum-slut."

Grinning, I wiped the strand of his spunk from my chin with my index
finger, popped it into my mouth, and licked it before replying. "I like the
way your cum tastes, Wyatt. It's very good. "

He cupped his balls in his right hand and flashed me his Big Bad Wolf
smile, "I'm glad you liked it, Little Brother, because there's plenty more
where that batch came from and you're going to be eating a lot of it from
here on out." Wyatt patted the top of my head like I was a puppy and
chuckled, "You're my Bitch now, Hunter. We're gonna have lots of fun
together."

"So, I did a good job, Wyatt? You really liked the blowjob?" I was only
slightly surprised at the obvious need for my brother's approval reflected
in the tone of my voice.

My Alpha sibling shrugged nonchalantly. "Eh...it was okay, I guess." He was
lying, and we both knew it. I'd just given my brother one hell of an
awesome BJ. Based upon how he'd moaned and responded physically while I'd
been sucking him off I suspected that it was one of the best he'd ever
gotten, but it was part of the nature of our rivalrous relationship that
Wyatt was not going to admit how much I had pleased him. So I let it go
without comment.

"Now that I know what I have to work with, though," Wye continued as he
walked to retrieve the bath towel he'd dropped to the floor by my desk,
"I'll be able to teach you how to suck my dick way better than you just
did." He used the recovered towel to wipe his cock and balls and then gave
me a predatory leer and a wicked laugh. "Fuck, Piss-Ant, I'm gonna turn you
into the best cocksucker in town."

Still on my knees, with my dick boned-up and aching for relief, I said
fervently and honestly, "I'll practice as much as you want, Wye. If I'm
going to be your Bitch, I want you to teach me what you like. I swear that
I'll work hard to learn how to suck your dick better than anyone else ever
could."

It was at this point that I realized how much like a cum-drunk little
cocksucker I was beginning to sound, and I mentally reminded myself to dial
it back several notches. I'd enjoyed going down on my domineering older
brother--surrendering myself to his will and playing whore for him--much
more than I'd thought I would. Christ, I was fighting back the urge to
crawl across the floor to him right then and beg him to let me suck on his
dick for just a little while longer, but I was worried that such a wanton
display of complete submission and desire on my part would cause him to
refuse-- if merely to assert his dominance.

Fortunately for me, Wyatt was too wrapped-up in gloating about his victory
over me to fully realize how total that victory actually was.

"So, you liked blowing me that much, huh?"

"I did, Sir. Very much." I was proud of how much restraint my reply showed.

"And you're happy to be my Bitch?"

I nodded, "Yes, Wyatt. You were right before--I've always been your
Bitch. I just didn't know it until I tasted your cock. Thank you for
letting me blow you, and for showing me the truth."

That response pleased my brother greatly. "You're welcome, Little Bro," he
said with a genuine smile before tossing the towel across his shoulder and
picking his phone up from where he'd left it on my desk. Giving the phone a
brief glance, Wyatt looked back at me and said, "You know, Hunter, your
buddy Gabe did you a huge favor when he sent me this video. You should
probably thank him for giving me the chance to teach you that being on your
knees with my cock in your mouth is where you really belong."

As he walked back to me, I couldn't help but notice that his cock was
almost completely flaccid now. It swung enticingly with each step, and I
couldn't take my eyes off of it. Wyatt chuckled when he saw the direction
of my gaze, and took my chin in his free hand so that he could force me to
make eye contact.

"Play time is over for now, you fucking faggot. I've got other shit to do
today, so you're just gonna have to wait for later to get another taste of
my meat."

His smile turned even more wicked as an idea occurred to him. "Here's a
thought--tell your suck-buddy that, once I've trained you how to take care
of a real man's dick, we'll make our own video just for him. So that he can
see what a good little Bitch you are, and how he's the one who made it all
possible.

"Would you like that, Cocksucker? Would you get-off knowing your fag buddy
was beating his meat while he watches you giving me head?"

I answered with complete honesty, "Yes, Sir. It would make me horny as hell
for Gabe to see a video of me going down on you. I'm sure he would
appreciate you sending him a thank you gift like that, too."

Wyatt patted my head again and said, "It's a plan, then." He was really
enjoying his new status as the top dog in our relationship, and it pleased
me more than I thought it would to see my older sibling so happy about
making me his pet cocksucker.

"But, Wyatt, if you don't mind my asking...um...about the video on your
phone?"

"I am a man of my word, Bro, you know that. As long as you do your duty and
keep my nuts drained, nobody but the four of us ever sees it."

I did the math in my head and it came out wrong. "Four? You and me and Gabe
only make three."

My new Alpha laughed, "And Cody, Bitch. You forgot to count him."

"Cody? Please, Sir, you can't show Cody."

The look my brother gave me was one of mock pity as he shook his head at my
request. "Of course I have to show him. Codes is my brother. Hell, he's
more like my best friend. I can't keep the fact that we have a cock-sucking
slut living with us secret from him. I'd be a pretty shitty brother if I
didn't give Cody a shot at blowjobs on demand, don't you think?"

"But..."

Wyatt cut me off before I could finish, "Don't fucking whine, Hunter. Just
because you're a Bitch now, it doesn't mean you have to be a whiny one."
When I nodded my understanding and kept quiet, my brother continued, "Nope,
Cody is going to see your little porn flick this evening and, if he wants
me to share your fag mouth with him, then that's exactly what's gonna
happen. You will get down on your knees for our big brother, and you will
suck his dick whenever he wants it. Are we clear, Whore?"

"Yes, Sir. I understand. If he wants it, I'll be Cody's Bitch, too."

"Good boy." He gave me an almost affectionate little slap on the
cheek. "And now I am going to go wash your slut-spit of my junk and head
out to hang with some of the guys from the gym for a while. I know you're
gonna miss my dick while I'm gone, but don't worry...you'll get to spend a
lot of quality time with it later on. So...you know...don't make any
plans. I'll have another couple of big loads to feed you tonight."

Wyatt put his hand on the back of my head and pushed my face into his
crotch saying, "Give my pecker a nice kiss goodbye, Hunter. You'll be
having it in your mouth again soon."

Obediently, I planted a sloppy kiss on my brother's flaccid prick. He
released my head, gave me another flash of that roguish smile, and headed
for the doorway to my room. I turned my head to watch him walk away,
enjoying the way his fantastic, muscled ass moved as he walked.

Wye stopped in the doorway and glanced over his shoulder to say, "Just
think, Hunter. You're going to be my Bitch forever. How fucking cool is
that?" Then he left before I could reply.

Once my sibling had left my room, it was my turn to smile. Unlike Wyatt's
predator's leer, though, mine was more like that of a fox in a hen house.

I knew exactly why my best friend Gabriel had sent my brother the blowjob
video: I'd asked him to. I'd been wanting to get my mouth on Wyatt's cock
for months and, once I had explained that to Gabe, he had been more than
happy to help me out. He was such a good friend that he hadn't even
questioned my desire to blow my own brother. Since he'd had a massive crush
on Wyatt for much longer than I had, he understood that part
perfectly. Promising that I would do my best to "share the wealth" once I'd
gotten Wyatt to be more open to having his dick sucked by a guy was
probably what really clinched the deal.

And now, amazingly, my domineering, muscular jock of a brother was giving
me exactly what I'd been incestuously craving for all those months. And he
thought it was all his idea; that he was finally showing his theater nerd
little brother who the dominant one was in our sibling
relationship. Because of the dynamic of rivalry between us, it had been
necessary for my brother to believe that making me his submissive
cocksucker was due to the fact that he had scored the ultimate victory over
me. I was totally cool with that.

What I hadn't anticipated when I had set my devious scheme into motion was
just how much of a submissive cocksucker I truly was. Or, for that matter,
how completely enthralling it would be to become Wyatt's Bitch. I thought
it would be great fun to have unlimited access to my older sibling's cock
but, after just one taste of his awesome dick--and his delicious load--I
found myself craving it more than I'd ever believed possible. I was, I
realized, utterly thrilled at the prospect of being his his eager, willing,
pet faggot. His Bitch forever.

Wyatt wasn't stupid, and he would eventually figure out that I had played
him. By then, though, I was pretty certain that he would be enjoying
unlimited blowjobs on demand so much that he wouldn't be angry enough to
risk losing his willing cocksucker. At least, I desperately hoped that
would be the case.

As soon as I heard the water in the shower down the hall turn on, I crawled
to the pre-cum stained shorts I'd discarded when my brother had ordered me
to strip, took my aching boner in my fist, and began to beat-off like a
wild monkey. As I jerked myself, I closed my eyes and mentally replayed the
erotic joy of sucking Wye's fantastic cock for the first time. Knowing that
he'd be feeding me that big, fat dick and his delicious, sweet cum a lot
more from here on out turned me on even more.

What sent me over the edge, however, was the fact that Cody, my gorgeous
oldest sibling-- and the guy that I'd been whacking-off fantasizing about
since I was thirteen years old-- was going to see that video of me and Gabe
and,I was pretty damn sure, would be making me his Bitch before the day was
over. Just the thought of finally getting a taste of Cody's dick made me
moan longingly and spew a massive load of spunk into my already soiled
denim cut-offs.

Normally, I would have just eaten as much of my spunk as I could collect
(I'd developed a fondness for the taste for my own cum shortly after I'd
discovered the joy of masturbation), but I still had the lingering,
delicious flavor of Wyatt's cock and jizz in my mouth and I didn't want to
lose it just yet.

So, I cleaned myself up with the spunky shorts, stuffed them in the hamper
to put in the laundry later and, still nude, crawled back onto my bed to
happily imagine how fantastic tonight, and the next four weeks of summer,
were going to be.

I was Wyatt's Bitch now and, hopefully, I would soon be the same for Cody
as well. Having two horny, gorgeous jock brothers to feed me more cock than
I had ever dreamed possible was going to be amazing as hell!

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(End of Part 3)