Date: Sat, 24 Jun 2023 22:19:03 -0400
From: Ian Head <ianheadvoice@gmail.com>
Subject: Hunter Lang and His Brothers -6

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.


Hunter's tale is a work of fiction. All of the characters in this
chapter--and all chapters to follow--exist only in my imagination. If I've
done my work well, they will exist in your imagination too!


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Chapter 6

My Brothers Get Home Part 1

Naked and on my knees, I waited in our family's basement gameroom for my
brothers to get home; just as Wyatt had ordered me to do. I'd taken a quick
shower before going downstairs but, even with the water on cold, the boner
that I had from just thinking about what my two older siblings had planned
for me only went away temporarily. By the time I was halfway down the
basement steps, my dick was once again rock-hard with incestuous
anticipation.

For a moment or two, I was concerned that my persistent erection would make
my excitement over starting my tenure as their pet cocksucker more obvious
than I wanted it to be. My dick, however, didn't seem to give a damn about
my desire to play it cool, and was determined to make my enthusiasm for
getting my mouth on my siblings' cocks as evident as it possibly could. I
thought, briefly, about teaching it a lesson and rubbing a quick one out,
but I was pretty sure that that would only be a temporary solution as
well. I was excited, and my pecker was not going to let me hide that fact.

Besides, it wasn't like I was going to be able to cover-up how turned-on I
was once I started blowing them. My traitorous hard-on would definitely
show my brothers just how thrilled I was to be their Bitch, and there was
no getting around it. So I made myself comfortable, sat back on my heels
with my boner pointing up the basement steps, and waited impatiently for my
pair of Alpha siblings to get home.

They didn't keep me waiting long but, due to my eagerness to get my first
taste of Cody's cock (and my second taste of Wyatt's!), it felt like
forever. I heard my brothers come in through the front door upstairs, and
my already aching boner twitched at the sound of their voices and began to
seep pre-cum. Using the forefinger of my right hand, I wiped the clear
juice from the head of my cock and popped it into my mouth, savoring the
salty/sweet combination of its flavor as I licked my finger clean.

Wyatt and Cody were laughing over something they'd been talking about
before entering the house. A second later, I realized that that 'something'
had been me.

"I'm not shitting you, Codes, the little bastard was crazy into it," Wyatt
said.

My eldest sibling chuckled at this. "So you've told me. Like four times
already. He was really enjoying himself."

"No, no--I mean really fucking into it. All boned-up and playing with
himself while he sucked my dick." My middle brother lowered his voice as
though he was afraid of being overheard, "Dude, I've never had a chick get
that excited about having my cock in her mouth. It was kinda hot."

Again, Cody laughed, amused by our brother's admission. "Maybe you're just
getting blowjobs from the wrong girls," he teased. "But I guess I'll see
for myself how horny the boy gets for cock in a little bit." There was a
momentary pause, then my big brother called out, "We're home, Hunter. Where
are you?"

"Down here, Sir, waiting for both of you like Wye ordered me to be," I
answered from downstairs.

It was Wyatt who replied as they started down to the gameroom, "If I'd
known that stuffing my dick in your mouth would get you to do what I said,
I would have done it years ago, you little whore." When he entered the
room, he took a few steps to the side to make space for Cody at the foot of
the stairs, and looked me over with a feral grin. "But I suppose that just
means I'll have to make up for lost time," he said as he reached down to
adjust the obvious bulge in the front of his shorts.

"Yes, Sir," I let my gaze drift down to where Wye held a loose grip on his
pecker, then looked back up to meet his eyes and licked my lips, "I guess
we will." The heat in my domineering sibling's brown eyes at my statement
made me shiver with lust, and I shifted my gaze to the floor in order to
compose myself.

By now, our elder brother had descended the steps to stand beside Wyatt,
and I glanced up at him as he chuckled, "Damn, Bro, you were right. Our
baby brother has a hard-on already and we haven't even started yet." Seeing
that my attention was focused on him, Cody gave me a slow once-over and
then flashed me a quick, lopsided grin. The knowing nod that followed his
grin, and my answering blush, signaled a silent understanding between the
two of us; an acknowledgement that Codes had been one hundred percent
correct when he'd said that we both knew how much I wanted his cock during
our phone conversation.

"I told you, Hunter is hard-core horny for brother-cock. Isn't that right,
Bitch?" Wyatt asked.

"Yes, Sir," I answered, still holding Cody's gaze. "I've been thinking
about it all day, and my boner just won't go away." Looking back to Wyatt,
I continued, "I guess I really am the cock-slut you said I am. Thank you
for teaching me that, Sir."

Wye gave me a skeptical look as a thought occurred to him, "You know, you
went from 'there ain't no way I'm sucking your dick' to 'I get wood just
thinking about blowing you' pretty quick."

I shrugged, "I just figured that, if you're going to make me be your Bitch,
I might as well learn to enjoy it. I like sucking cock, and you have a
really nice one, Sir. It tastes good, too."

My words and submissive attitude had the desired effect on my middle
sibling. I saw the tent in his shorts grow significantly and I watched the
hungry, predatory expression--the one that made me want to dive on his dick
and swallow it like a starving pup--appear on his face.

"But," Cody interrupted the moment between Wye and me, "why the hell is he
naked?"

Wyatt chuckled evilly, "Because it reminds the little Bitch of his
place. Hunter sucks our dicks whenever we tell him to, and he does it
bare-assed like a trained slut should." He glared down at me, "You don't
have a problem with that, do you, faggot?"

"No, Sir. I'm your Bitch and you guys call the shots. If you want me naked
when I'm blowing you, that's what I'll do. Besides, this way you can see
how turned-on it makes me." I jutted my pelvis out slightly in his
direction, drawing his attention to my boner. "And it does turn me on,
Wye. I should have just gone to my knees and sucked your dick as soon as
you told me to instead of making a fuss. I know better now, Sir."

Cody cleared his throat softly, and I broke eye-contact with Wyatt to shoot
a glance in his direction. My eldest brother's sky-blue eyes twinkled with
amusement for a moment, letting me know that he was aware that I was toying
with our sibling, and then his expression changed to one of wolf-like
hunger. Reaching his right hand down to his crotch, he slowly traced his
fingers across the impressively large lump that began in the region of his
zipper and extended into the leg of his jeans.

Seeing that he had my full attention, my gorgeous elder brother took a few
steps toward me and gave himself a firm squeeze, letting me know that he
was only semi-hard and that he was packing a lot more meat than the outline
in the tightening denim was revealing at the moment.


I'd spent enough time lustfully checking Cody out every time I thought he
wouldn't notice over the past year and a half that I knew he had a sizable
package, but this was the first time I'd had close-up evidence of just how
well endowed he truly was. Cody had been seriously underselling on the
phone when he'd told me that his dick was 'pretty big'.


Seeing my reaction, my brother gave himself another firm squeeze and
nodded, his grin growing a shade more wolfish. "Bare-assed and submissive
works for me," he said, his eyes locked onto mine. "But I'm pretty sure
that Hunter already knows his place--and he really likes it there. Isn't
that right, Baby Brother?"


"Yes, Sir," I agreed, hearing the servile tone in my voice and not caring
at all. "I do." My eyes drifted back to the bulge in Cody's jeans, and I
saw that it had grown larger--and thicker--as he continued to rub his
fingers over it. There was a dime-sized wet spot on the denim fabric where
the big head of his dick was clearly outlined, and I found myself wondering
how it would taste if I leaned in to lick it. I felt my pecker throb and I
knew, without looking at it, that pre-cum was leaking like crazy from its
tip. "I'm going to be a good Bitch for you and Wyatt, Cody. I promise."


His answering chuckle gave me goose bumps of pleasure, "I like that
attitude, Little Guy. I'm sure that you'll do your best for us." Cody
continued to walk toward me. My eldest brother was a big guy--six foot and
three inches tall, with broad shoulders and a muscular frame--and he
towered over me even when I was standing up rather than on my knees eagerly
waiting to show him what a dutiful cocksucker I could be. Despite his size,
Cody moved with cat-like grace. Unlike Wyatt, whose workout regimen had
focused on developing his massive muscles for display as much as for
strength, Codes had sculpted his physique for athletic function and
agility. Wye was a bear; Cody was a mountain lion.


Instead of stopping in front of me and undoing his zipper as I had hoped,
my brother continued to walk slowly around and behind my kneeling form. As
he closely passed my left shoulder, I stifled a quiet whimper and fought
the impulse to turn and bury my face in his groin. His soft snort of
amusement let me know that I hadn't been very successful at keeping that
whine of desire as silent as I had intended.


When he stood at my right side, Cody gently placed his hand on the back of
my head. It was a gesture of possession, of ownership, and I instinctively
knew that my eldest brother intended it for Wyatt's benefit as well as
mine. On reflex, I leaned my head into his touch as a sign of my submission
to his Alpha dominance. This time, I didn't even try to stop the soft moan
that escaped my lips.


Like a master who was well pleased with the behavior of his new puppy, my
brother chuckled indulgently and murmured "Good Boy" before asking Wyatt,
"So, how are we going to do this, and when do we get started? I'm looking
forward to seeing what our pet has to offer.

"Well," Wye answered, "if it's okay with you, I figure that the cocksucker
can start with blowing me, and then he'll suck your dick after I've fed him
my load." The deferential tone Wyatt used when talking to our older brother
wasn't surprising. Despite my middle sibling's domineering and
self-confident nature, he'd always looked to Cody for leadership and
affirmation. "From there, we'll just see where things go."


Our older brother nodded, "That sounds fair. You're the one who let me know
that Hunter was a cocksucker and offered to share him with me--which was
very brotherly of you, Wye. I appreciate how considerate that was. As long
as you don't care if I take my time with him when it's my turn," he softly
stroked the back of my neck with his fingertips as he spoke, "I'm more than
happy to let you use him first. I don't mind waiting a little longer."


"Thanks, Codes," Wyatt said as he stripped off his t-shirt, tossed it to
the floor, and took a couple of steps in my direction. "You can have all
the time with the little slut that you want. Plus, we've got all
night--hell, we've got four whole weeks-- to pass him back and forth. We'll
both get our fair share of his attention." All three of us knew that if
Cody had insisted on going first, Wyatt would have agreed to it without
question. I was at the bottom of our sibling pecking order; Cody was at the
top.


"Fuck 'four whole weeks', Wye," Cody corrected him and gave my head a final
pat before walking over to sit on the arm of the over-stuffed couch, a
perch from where he would get the best view of me servicing Wyatt. I missed
his touch terribly as soon as he moved away. "If Hunter gives head as good
as that video made it look," for the first time since he'd placed his hand
on my head, my older sibling made eye contact with me and the look in his
eyes was thrillingly canal, "and if he sucks my dick as well as he promised
me he would, we've got the rest of our lives to feed him as much cock as he
can swallow."


The two of them laughed, and I studied Wyatt's face as they did so. It hit
me then that my middle brother, when he was relaxed and smiling instead of
glowering or yelling at me, was a damn handsome guy. Not as gorgeous as
Cody, but definitely better than average looking. I also realized that my
brothers genuinely liked each other; that they shared an honest bond of
sibling affection between them that I would never really have with Wye. For
a moment or two, that idea made me sad.


Then, I lowered my gaze to take in Wyatt's splendidly muscled body and the
bulge of what I knew first-hand was a very impressive pecker, and I decided
that, if I couldn't have his affection, I'd happily settle for getting his
dick. "Do you want me to blow you with Cody sitting right here, Sir?" I
asked him, trying to sound timid in spite of the fact that I found the
thought of our eldest brother watching me suck Wye's fat cock to be an
incredible turn-on.


"Why the hell not?" he replied. "He's seen the video and already knows
you're a fucking cock-gobbler, and I've got nothing to hide. If Codes and I
are gonna be sharing you as much as we plan, we might as well get
comfortable about seeing each other stuffing our boners in your mouth,
don't you think?"


From his spot on the couch, Cody agreed, "He's my brother, Hunter. I don't
have a problem with it if Wyatt doesn't." I couldn't help but notice that
that statement didn't include any possible reservations I might have with
performing fellatio in front of a live audience. Then again, I suspected
that Cody already knew that being watched as I sucked cock was something
that would get me off. I'd made a video of me blowing Gabe and made it a
point for my brothers to see it, after all.


"Okay," I said. "I'll do whatever the two of you want."


"You bet your ass you will." Once again, Wyatt wore his sexy Alpha
expression. He took a wider stance and pointed at a spot on the floor
between his bare feet and about a foot in front of him. "Now, crawl over
here and take my shorts off for me like a good Bitch."


With a meekly stated "Yes, Sir," I moved on all fours to where my
domineering sibling indicated. My eyes were locked onto that big bulge the
entire way to him. Once there, I reached up to work my fingers under the
waistband, and dragged his shorts and briefs down to the floor so that
Wyatt could step out of them and kick them to the side.


"Hey, Wye, nice dong," Cody complimented our brother from his seat on the
side-lines. "I've never seen it all boned-up until now. Impressive, Bro."


Glancing up from my bowing position at his feet and past his 'nice dong',
now fully erect and jutting out over my head, I could see Wyatt blush and
pridefully smile at the praise. "Thanks, Codes. I'm pretty happy with it."
He wrapped the fingers of his right hand around the thick eight inch shaft
and gave his boner a slow, fond stroke. When he noticed me looking up at
him he added, "Our pet fag seems to really like it, too."


"I bet he does," Cody laughed. "I can tell by the way he's staring at it
that he's a huge fan." It was my turn to blush, even though Cody was
speaking the truth. I'd been an admirer of Wyatt's pecker from the moment
he'd dropped his towel to show it to me earlier that day. Once I'd tasted
it for the first time, I had become an enthusiastic devotee.


Still watching me, that wicked grin back in place, Wye chuckled, "Wait
until he gets his mouth on it. Hunter loves my cock, man." He was still
casually stroking himself, which had caused a bead of clear nectar to form
at the tip of his glans. I rose to my knees so that I was at eye level with
Wye's hard-on and, remembering how sweet his pre-cum tasted, I hungrily
licked my lips in anticipation of getting it on my tongue as soon as
possible. "Don't you, cocksucker?"


Nodding in reply, not taking my eyes off of that tempting drop of my
sibling's dick-juice, I said, "Yes, Sir. It's delicious."


Both of them found my reverent response to Wyatt's question amusing, and
they chuckled together for a second before Cody asked, "How much of your
bone can he fit in his mouth? Can he take it all the way to the root like
he did with his buddy in the video?"


Wye shook his head. "Nope, not yet. I'm a lot bigger than his nerdy little
friend. He promised me this morning that he was going to learn to swallow
me whole, though, so we'll definitely be working on that over the next
couple of days."


"Cool. Baby Bro is definitely going to have to learn how to handle bigger
cocks if he's going to be any use to me. But he's just a beginner, a rookie
cocksucker. You and I are just going to have to patiently train him and
teach Hunter how to suck man-sized dick like a well-behaved Bitch should."
Cody paused to let our middle sibling and me think about what he'd just
said, and then continued. "It might be a little hard for him at first, but
he's always been a quick learner. We'll have him deepthroating like a pro
in no time, and all three of us will enjoy the practice it takes to get him
there."


Wyatt's answering laughter was a clear indication of just how much he liked
our brother's idea. "That sounds like an excellent plan, Dude. I'm in."


I added my agreement, "I'm in, too. I'll show you both..."


"Hush, Boy," Cody cut me off. His tone was firm, but not angry. I even
detected a slight teasing note in his voice. Codes was taking his new role
as one of my dominant Alphas seriously, but not too seriously. I got the
impression that he was setting boundaries for Wyatt as much as he was for
me. "The Men are talking here. What our Bitch has to say doesn't matter at
all to us. When you're on your knees, Baby Brother, you'll do what we tell
you to do--when we tell you to do it--and you will only share your opinion
when one of us asks you for it. The sooner you understand that, the easier
it will be for you. Is that clear?"


Once again, my eldest sibling's authoritative tone triggered the submissive
switch that I had recently discovered to be hard-wired into my sexuality,
and my dick twitched as I quickly and docilely responded, "Yes, Sir. I'm
sorry, Sir."


"Good," he said and then, dismissing me, he spoke to Wyatt again. "Do me a
favor, please, and don't choke him to death with your boner before I get my
turn with him. Have fun, and put the cocksucker through his paces a little,
but don't break our toy the first day we've gotten it."


"Not a problem, Codes," Wye amiably agreed to his request, "I'll only stuff
as much of my meat into his mouth as the whore can handle." Damn, hearing
my brothers discuss me like a piece of property was making me randy as
hell! Their use of demeaning terms--like bitch, whore, and toy--while they
did so only intensified those feelings. I couldn't remember ever feeling so
horny. I had no doubt that Wyatt knew exactly what he was doing to me with
every 'insult'. As my life-long tormentor, my middle brother had always
been very good at discovering which buttons of mine to push in order to get
a specific reaction.


Hearing those things from Cody, whom I had idolized from a distance since I
was a toddler, was a new experience, and one that I liked much more than I
could have imagined I would. I'd been fantasizing about showing Codes how
much I adored him by becoming his willing whore for quite some time. Having
him call me his 'pet' and his 'toy' made the fact that I was going to be
getting my wish very soon made the experience that much sweeter.


Turning his full attention on me Wyatt asked, "Do you want to blow me now,
Hunter? Do you want to show Cody how much you love my dick?"


"Yes, Sir."


"Then, tell him that, Faggot." He was holding his boner out just inches
from my face as he loomed over me, smiling devilishly as he teased
me. "Tell our big brother what you are and what you want."


All I could think about right then was just how badly I needed to feel
Wyatt's pecker in my mouth; to taste my brother's wonderful cock again and
to have him coat my tongue with his delicious, hot cum. So, without the
slightest shame about the words I was saying or the servile tone of my
voice when I said them, I complied. "Cody, I'm a Bitch; a cocksucking
slut." It was a massive turn-on to say that out loud, and I felt myself
tremble and my hard-on throb at the understanding that it was also
completely true. "I love Wye's dick, and I want you to watch me suck him
off so that you can both see how much I mean it."


"I don't know about you, Wye, but that sounded pretty sincere to me," Code
approved my statement. "You should probably give him what he wants."


"Sure. All he has to do is ask me nicely. I'm never going to get tired of
hearing my smartass little brother beg to suck my dick."


Understanding that this was an order and not a suggestion, I looked up at
Wyatt and asked, "Please, Sir? May I blow you now?"


"Of course you can," he said smugly and wiggled his hard-on at me. "Why
even own a pet Bitch if I don't feed him my cock on a regular basis? Now
kiss my pecker and then suck it like the slut you fucking are."


Pausing only long enough to say "Thank you, Sir", I leaned in and planted a
sloppy, open lipped kiss on the meaty head of my brother's boner. Making
sure to snag that sweet drop of pre-cum first, I then proceeded to hungrily
wash my sibling's glans with my tongue. I continued to do just that for a
little while, until I heard the first, soft moan of pleasure come from
Wyatt, and then I sucked the entire head of his cock between my lips to
lick and nurse on.


"You like how my dick tastes, don't you, Bitch?" Wye asked from above me,
and I turned my eyes up to meet his as I nodded and "mmm-hmm"ed an
affirmative response, running my tongue under the rim of his cockhead as I
did so. "God," he sniggered, "if I wasn't seeing and feeling it for myself,
I would never have believed you were such a dick-hungry faggot, Hunter."


To show him just how dick-hungry I was, I drew the first couple of inches
of his fat boner into my mouth and began to suck with a bit more
enthusiasm. I slurped on Wye's cock as I nursed, making the wet sounds of
the blowjob as audible as possible; both to demonstrate my enjoyment for
him and to show off a little bit for Cody. I wanted my older brother to
hear how much I enjoyed what I was doing.


"That's it, Whore," Wye purred to me, "suck on that big dick like you mean
it."


Taking another inch of him into my mouth, I did just that, devotedly
caressing it with my tongue as much as I could as it slipped in and out of
my lips.


Gradually, I crammed more and more of my Alpha's cock into my face,
relishing the feel and taste of it as I worked to please him. When I'd
passed a little more than the half-way point of its eight inch length, when
I could feel the head of it occasionally cresting the back of my tongue and
almost touching my throat, I reached up to wrap my hand around the base of
my brother's dick.


Wyatt had a different idea, and he grabbed my wrist to stop my fingers from
reaching their target. "Nope," he said, "no hands this time. We're gonna to
see how much of this pecker you can swallow." Guiding my fingers to his
balls, he informed me, "If you need something to do with your hand while
you milk my boner with your faggot mouth, you can play with these."

I was happy to oblige, so I cupped his large nut sack in my palm and gently
stroked and fondled his heavy balls as I continued to vigorously suck his
dick. They felt fantastic in my hand, and, remembering how much I had
enjoyed running my tongue over the smooth skin of his scrotum that morning,
I hoped that Wyatt would order me to lick his nuts thoroughly the next time
I was on my knees to service him.


"Good boy," he mumbled as he placed his hand on the top of my bobbing head,
"it makes me happy that my Bitch knows how to do what he's told. But don't
let that distract you too much from your work." He thrust his hips forward,
shoving his dick into my mouth until the tip poked the back of my
throat. "This is what you need to focus on."


I hadn't been prepared for the sudden intrusion so deep into my mouth, and
I gagged slightly on reflex. Amused at this, Wyatt chuckled devilishly and,
after a pause to let me catch a quick breath, resumed pumping his boner in
and out of my face. With each stroke delving as deeply as the one that had
made me choke, he increased the pace at which he fucked my mouth.


Being better prepared, I tried my best to relax the muscles of my throat
enough to accommodate his fat cock as well as I could. He was now stuffing
about two thirds of it in with every thrust, and I continued to suck and
lick it enthusiastically despite the fact that my mouth was packed fuller
than it had ever been.  It was the girth of my brother's dick as much as
the length of it that was causing me difficulty. I could feel the large
head brushing the sides of my throat every time it penetrated deep enough
and, even though I kept telling myself to relax and let it happen, my
body's swallow instinct kicked in, causing my throat muscles to contract,
and triggering my gag reflex.


The third time Wyatt made me choke, Cody chided him gently from the couch
beside us. "Easy, Wye. You promised not to break him before I got my chance
to try him out."


"Sorry, Codes," my middle brother apologized, "it just felt so good that I
forgot to hold back." Though it had been exclusively directed to the
brother who he hadn't been gagging with his hard-on, the apology was
sincere.


During his exchange with Cody, Wyatt had relaxed his hold on my head enough
for me to come completely off of his hard-on and catch a breath. Turning my
eyes up to him, I flicked my tongue over his glans and said, "Please don't
be angry, Sir. I want to swallow it all, I really do." I then drew his
boner back into my mouth and worked my way down its shaft until I had
engulfed all but the very last inch and a half of it. "Mmmmmm," I mumbled
around that mouthful of my sibling's thick tool, paused for a heartbeat or
two, and then slowly, applying suction as I went, drew my mouth back and
off of his cock once again.


"It's just so fucking big that that's as far as I can go...for now" I said,
before once again swallowing him to the same point. This time, it was
Wyatt's turn to moan softly as I gradually let him slip from my mouth.


Again, I tongue washed his cockhead for a bit, then told him, "I'll learn
to do better. I swear." Hoping that Wye would see that, if he let me
control the pace of the blowjob, I could take more of his dick without
choking on it, I repeated the process a third time.


"Ahh...okay, just do that then. For now...mmm...until you get more
practice...Whore," my Alpha sibling murmured, taking the hint. Good, I
thought to myself as I impaled my mouth on Wyatt's wonderful dick again, I
can train him, too.


Once we'd gotten that all sorted out, I began to blow my brother in
earnest, gradually picking up the pace and focusing all of my attention on
pleasing him and getting him off. I could feel the muscles of my throat
contracting around the end of his cock as I continued to swallow as much of
it as I comfortably could with each successive bob of my head. It felt
amazing.


The nonverbal sounds of pleasure coming from Wyatt, interspersed with the
occasional "suck me, Slut" and "oh, yeah, Bitch" let me know clearly that
my sibling was appreciative of my oral work on his pecker. That he was
enjoying himself so much gave me a massive rush, and I echoed his moans as
best I could to let him know that he wasn't the only one of us having a
good time with this blowjob.


"Ahhh...god, Hunter...you're gonna make me cum," he muttered. "Is
that...ahhh...what you want, cocksucker? You want...mmm...my load?"


Because my mouth was gloriously stuffed with Wye's meat, I could only
answer with an enthusiastic "yuff...mmr" and a gentle tightening of my grip
on his nut-sack--the source of the sweet, creamy spunk that I found myself
craving more and more with each passing second.


The sound my brother made in reply was a cross between a chuckle of
amusement and a moan of sexual fervor. "Ha...that's my good slut. Hungry
for...mmm...a bellyful of my...ahh...sperm."


Shortly thereafter, Wye's body tensed and his scrotum tightened in my
palm. His pecker swelled slightly and grew firmer between my lips and he
let out a low groan of primal release just as the first dose of his cum,
warm and thick, shot into the back of my mouth. The feel of my brother's
cock, packing my mouth full and pulsing with each successive volley of
spunk that he unloaded into me, was exhilarating.


"Oh, fuck, yeah... fuck, yeah," my middle brother grunted as I greedily
nursed on his big cock, hungrily gulping down every drop of delicious
baby-batter that he fed me. "Drain my balls...Bitch. That's what
you're...ahhh...good for." He gripped my head firmly with both hands and
his hips rocked back and forth slowly as he came.


To his credit, though Wye could have taken advantage of the situation and
shoved himself completely down my throat at that moment, my sibling
restrained himself and merely withdrew a few inches of himself from the
embrace of my lips before sliding his cock back in just to the point of
comfort I'd indicated earlier with each thrust. "There ya go, Hunter," he
murmured almost tenderly as the last spurt of his jizz hit the back of my
tongue, "that's a good little brother. Swallow my cum."


I had no objection to following that order; the stuff was fucking
delicious! Even after my brother's orgasm had ended, I continued to gently
suck on his spent dick, trying to get every last drop of his tasty
ball-juice that I could. I glanced up to meet his eyes while I slurped on
his pecker, eagerly cleaning it with my lips and tongue, and Wyatt gave me
a satisfied nod and a cocky half-grin. "Don't let it go to your head,
Faggot, but that blowjob was better than the first one."


"Thank you, Sir," I replied after reluctantly letting his deflating cock
slip from my mouth. "I'm glad that you liked it." While he chuckled at my
submissive statement, I ran my tongue lazily up the side of his shaft,
kissed the head of his dick, and then slowly swallowed it until the tip of
my nose just barely touched his pubic mound. After holding there for a
moment or two, I just as gradually drew my mouth off and said, "I just want
to make you happy, Sir," before placing another sloppy kiss on his glans
and then sitting back on my heels to look up at him like an obedient and
contented pet Bitch.


Wyatt shook his head, a slightly bemused expression on his face, and said
to Cody, "I can't tell if he's serious or just fucking with me."


"From what I saw, it looked like he was totally serious," our brother
replied. At some point, while I had been busy blowing Wyatt, Codes had
removed his shirt, putting his sexily ripped arms, chest and abs on full
display. I made no effort to hide the look of hunger in my eyes as I
studied my eldest sibling's handsome, masculine form, and Cody gave me a
wry grin to let me see that he knew I was checking him out as he stood up
from his seat on the sofa's arm. "Honestly, though, if our pet boy is going
to do that for us whenever we tell him to, does it really fucking matter?"


"I guess not," Wye answered. "I just know him too well to believe that he
isn't up to something."


"What he's 'up to'," Cody said as he locked his eyes with mine and undid
the button of his jeans, "is being our Bitch, Wye." The predatory look of
hunger on his face made me shiver as I watched him pull down his zipper and
begin to teasingly, slowly, slide off his pants. "That's all that matters
to me. Hunter just gave you an honest to god blowjob, and now he's going to
do the same for me. Right, Baby Brother?"


"Yes, Sir," I replied. My eagerness to do what he'd said was obvious in the
reverential tone of my voice, and both of my siblings chuckled at how much
like a submissive slut I sounded. "You have no idea how much I want to do
that, Sir."


"Then get your ass over here and show me, Boy-Bitch." With that, my oldest
brother pushed his jeans to the floor, allowing his huge, magnificent
hard-on to spring free and point in my direction. "Crawl to me like a good
cocksucker and prove how much you want this dick."


End of Chapter 6