Date: Wed, 9 May 2012 00:37:56 -0400 From: A Le Subject: My Older Brother Part 5 This is an incest story about two brothers. There is a lot of story to it so if you're looking for a quick sex story; this is not the story for you. But if you like a good story with hot steamy sex, this is the story for you. Enjoy! It was hard for me to have days off, but I finally managed to get an entire week free, and I was elated! A whole week where I didn't have to worry about what was going on at the hospital, and I was going to enjoy every minute of it! Of course, Ryan had plans for me, and my first night of vacation I woke up to my brother in bed with me. His hands were rough, rolling me onto my stomach, not even giving me a chance to wake up. He seemed excited, overly excited, and that in turn made me excited. I felt my cock swell almost instantly, and I made a soft noise, shifting on the bed. "Daddy?" He wasn't doing much talking though, instead he was grabbing my hands, yanking them over my head, and he bound my wrists together tightly with a piece of what felt like nylon rope. I let out a breath, trying to calm down, and just breathe. But he'd never been so rough with me like this at night; it was a little frightening, too. "Daddy? Please? What's going on, tell me." But my words seemed to fall on deaf ears. My hands were tied to the headboard then, and I was on my stomach still. I felt him yanking all of the blankets off the bed, and he ripped my diaper off, leaving me naked there. Soon I felt strong hands roaming over my body, touching me everywhere. The touches felt good, but they were rough, too eager, and I squirmed a little. It was so dark in m y room I couldn't really see much, just the big hulking shadow of my brother next to me on the bed. Just as I was starting to relax a little, I felt the lash of leather across my ass. It was a quick, hard sting that left me a little breathless. "Ohhh fuck." I whimpered, and then another came, and another. And soon he was whipping me with his leather belt, hard lashes that had my flesh burning within minutes. The harder he whipped me, the more I cried out, and the more my body squirmed. I was soon straining against those ropes, pulling on my arms, my body trembling from the belting I was getting. Ryan's arm was so strong, and every blow came as hard as he could, until I felt like my ass was on fire! I wasn't going to be able to sit for days after this! But that seemed to be his plan. After my ass was thoroughly beaten with the belt, I felt him lean down, whispering into my ear, "How does that feel little boy? Hmm? I'm going to keep your ass nice and red for the next week." He promised me, and then I felt the bed shift as he got up. I was breathing so hard, a fine sheen of sweat over my body. I thought he was going to fuck me now, but instead, I heard the door open and shut, and he left me like that, tied to my headboard by my wrists, on my stomach, with my ass on fire. I didn't sleep really well that night, and when morning came I had to piss so badly. I held it as long as I could. I called out for Ryan several times. But he didn't come. And I finally couldn't hold it anymore. I felt my bladder give way and I pissed the bed beneath me. After I'd pissed, I lay there feeling ashamed, embarrassed even. But what was I supposed to do? The morning passed while I lay there and finally, I heard the door open. Ryan came over and looked down at me. He smirked, seeing the mess I'd made. "Couldn't hold it hm? That's why little boys wear diapers. What a mess you've made." He scolded me, and that made me even more embarrassed. "I'm sorry Daddy." I whispered, and then I heard him taking his belt off again. I started to squirm almost instantly. My ass was still sore from last night. "I'm sorry!" I cried it again, but it was too late. "Little boys need to be punished when they make messes. How else will you learn?" He didn't care at all that he was the one that had removed my diaper, that he was the one that had left me tied here all morning long. None of that mattered. I'd made a mess and now I had to pay for it. Soon that leather belt was once again beating my ass. The strokes were hard, and they stung even worse this time than the last, as the blows came over already formed bruises. I was soon screaming and jerking against those ropes on my wrists. I screamed for him to stop, "daddy please no more, no more!" But he didn't seem to care. Only when he felt that it was enough, did he stop. I barely had time to catch my breath at all after the beating, when I felt a hot stream hitting my back. I smelled it, knowing that Ryan was pissing on me now. That stream moved up my back, to my head, and I started struggling even more. "Please daddy, please don't. Please!" I couldn't believe he was pissing on me like this. He'd just beat my ass and was now pissing all over my face. I tried to turn my head but he grabbed my hair and forced me to take that hot piss all over my face. It went in my mouth, up my nose, burned my eyes. I sputtered, gagging, and coughing, but he emptied himself on me. When he was done pissing on me he dropped my head and leaned down, looking at me. "This is going to be a long week for you little boy. So far you've had it easy here; I've been gentle with you because I love you so much. But this week you're going to learn what it really means to belong to me. Got it?" "Yes daddy." I whimpered, no idea what the week was going to bring, but I was nervous, and excited all at the same time. He smiled at my tear and piss streaked face. "Good little boy." With that, daddy got up and left the room again. I thought he'd be back to clean me up, but it didn't happen that way. The minutes turned into hours and I was left lying in the piss soaked bed, with my ass on fire, bruised and swollen. When the door opened again, I was dozing. I jerked awake though, when I felt a heavy hand smack against my ass cheeks. "Wake up boy." It wasn't Ryan, it was that man again, Terry. He'd been one of the men that had shoved a metal rod down my piss hole and shocked me with electricity. I whimpered, turning my head toward him. I could see his smile as he stared down at me. "Look at you piss boy." I whimpered again because I remembered what he'd done to me before, and I knew he was one of my daddy's best friends. Daddy would let him do anything he wanted to me. Apparently Terry knew that, because he produced a large wooden paddle in his hand. He showed it to me with a grin, and when I cried out, shaking my head quickly, he didn't even hesitate. Soon enough that hard wooden paddle was smacking down against my ass, and I was screaming in agony. Oh it hurt so badly! Every blow burned, and it made me ache so badly all over. My ass was bruised, and so sore. Yet this time, while he was paddling me, his hand reached down and started to stroke my cock. This was torture, because my cock got so hard, and was throbbing, but that paddling hurt so bad! Terry kept jerking me off though, not stopping. The quicker he jerked me off the harder and faster those blows from the paddle came until I was screaming and writhing against the bed. Suddenly I felt my balls tighten up and I was cumming! I was cumming so hard, so much cum exploded out of me, and while I came, Terry paddled me as hard as he could, paddled me right through that orgasm. It was the most intense feeling to have while cumming at the same time. After I came, Terry stopped paddling me. I was panting heavily, my body flushed red, my ass nearly purple from the beatings. Before I could even calm down from that, I felt a warm stream again, and I realized Terry was pissing on me. Now I'd swallowed Ryan's piss a few times, but this was a stranger! And I started to squirm against the bed. But he kept pissing, all over me, just like Ryan had done. He pissed in my face, and he even pissed all over my ass. When he was done, he left the room, shutting the door behind him. This torture went on for what felt like forever but only turned out to be about 12 hours. Terry and Ryan took turns coming in to the room. They would spank me with the paddle, with a belt, with their hand, with a wooden spoon, and while they spanked me they would jerk me off until I came. Then they would piss on me, and leave me there lying in the ever growing mess. When my room had grown dark because the sun had set, Ryan came in again. I was bracing myself, and crying already. "Please daddy please no more. Please." I begged him. My ass couldn't take any more, my cock was weak from all of the jerking off they were forcing on me. But he just laughed. "This is just the beginning little boy, there is a lot more to come." His words made me start crying, but before I could get into a good cry, I felt that paddle. It smacked my ass once. And my cock swelled instantly. It smacked my ass a second time, and I felt my cock spill pre cum. I couldn't believe how hard I was, but more than that, all I could feel was the pain on my ass. That paddle smacked my ass three, four, maybe five more times, and I came hard with a loud cry, without Ryan even touching my cock. I shot out hot seed against the bed, and lay there panting when it was over. Ryan was grinning though, very pleased with that. "Mmm good progress little boy. Look how quickly you came just from being paddled. That's a good boy." He praised me, and then I felt him untying my hands finally. My arms had gone numb a long time ago, and Ryan picked me up, covered in piss from the entire day, and he carried me into the bathroom. He lowered me down into the tub, and turned the water on. Soon he was washing me, and I just lay there, so out of it. Once I was clean, I was taken downstairs and given a bottle of warm milk and a bowl of mashed bananas. I ate it all slowly, looking at daddy and Terry there watching me. I didn't know what else they had planned, but I could tell they had it all worked out. Once my food was gone, I was almost asleep. I couldn't keep my eyes open; I was so worn out from the day. Ryan came over to me and picked me up, carried me back upstairs, but instead of to my room he took me down the hall to another room. A guest room. He lay me on my belly on the bed, and rubbed some kind of soothing cream over my ass. It helped so much. The burn faded and the ache almost disappeared completely. I fell asleep within minutes. Little did I know that my first day of vacation was my easiest day. Comments welcome. Part 6 coming soon.