Date: Sat, 22 Apr 2023 15:48:15 -0400
From: Robert Halstead <subkodak25@gmail.com>
Subject: Brandon's Brothers-14

Chapter 14. Twinknight: the second attempt is a hit.

This time the changes they made to the policy, allowing only Members to
attend and giving free admission to guys between the ages of 18 and 23
turned out to be a great hit. For sure, there were Member Doms who weren't
even 23 yet, but they still fell within the "twink" category. And so did
Brandon, Michael, Conor and Gary. And for sure, they looked "twinky,"
although Gary carried himself with a lot more confidence than the three
subs. Nonetheless, Brandon's house was definitely a "twinkhouse," if I dare
make up that word. Oscar and Steven were the other side of the generation
gap in ages, and they were still in their twenties.

Anyway, the new policy for Twinknight was effective. They had a nice-sized
and manageable crowd, many new twink faces looking a little nervous, and
others tried to help them feel more comfortable. The Dom/sub ratio was just
about even.

The brother subs' Doms had agreed to take separate cars. Good idea. First
to arrive were Oscar and Michael. On a hunch, Oscar decided to remove
Michael's cage, and its dick was clearly seen flopping around in its black
boxer-briefs. A leash was applied to its collar. Oscar had ordered it to
keep its eyes down, and for him, that proved to be a really trippy scene,
just seeing bodies with the tops cut off for the most part, and lots of
flesh, and lots of leather. As the evening went on, all the twinks lost
their t-shirts and a couple of them were moaning about their after a couple
of interested Doms decided to give them some attention.

Michael wasn't the only one on a leash, he noticed. Conor was already here
and Michael could see that it had had its ass whipped not too long
ago. There was another couple where the twink was totally naked, its hands
bound behind its back. Collar and ball gag but no leash. Michael figured
the Dom was keeping a close eye on it.

A man walked up to Michael and then looked for its Master. Oscar nodded
towards him with a smile and so the men got right in front of m-, one hand
on a nipple, the other hand down below gently slapping its balls. He was
being very gentle. He said to the slave, "you see, it is possible to give a
boy pleasure with not much pain mixed in." Michael started to say something
but Oscar suddenly yanked the leash and put his hand over the slave's
neck. "Should have fucking gagged you," Oscar said to him. "Just listen to
what the men tell you. We'll talk about it later when we're alone again."
"Yes, Master," Michael answered obediently smiled.

"Okay, Mikey, walk around. Keep those eyes down like a good slave." And
Michael did what he was told. He got groped several times, squeezed a
couple times as well, someone was running a pin-wheel up and down its
back. One Dom ordered him to kneel, but Oscar yanked the leash, so the Dom
walked away. Martin was there! Michael looked up to make sure then hurried
over to Oscar and told him. "Don't worry. I won't even let him speak to
you. I've got you, boy," Oscar reassured him softly, and then decided he
would lead the slave on the leash rather than the other way around. He'd
stop periodically to make the slave's body more available to others and
then enjoy watching what would happen.

Steven had Conor naked but wearing a leather hood with only its eyes
visible and a penis gag in its mouth. Steven, of course, was well-known
around here and he wanted others to be guessing the slave's identity. This
was also a way to protect the slave that someone wanted to buy from
him. Other than that, however, he directed the slave to stand a while with
its hands behind its head, and it was an invitation for him to get pawed
and groped and its balls were handled roughly be a couple of guys who
probably didn't ever get to do that for real with someone, and they were
soon very sore, especially since touching them sets off the fire from the
stuff its Master had rubbed into its balls before they led the house.

Then they moved on. Conor spent time bent over, which made it feel more
naked then ever when men were spreading its cheeks to view its hole. One
man offered $500 to fuck it. Steven refused it and said, "Hey, I let my
friends fuck this slave for free. But you're not one of my friends." But it
just goes to show that there are men who use money to get what they can't
get any other way. After a while, Steven brought it to a low pedestal and
had it get on it and grovel for a while. This gave it a chance to relax,
even though again it was feeling so exposed despite the fact that no one
could see its face. And Steven closed over the eye holes while the slave
was on display that way.

And Brandon? Gary wasted no time in humiliating his boy. Already the slave
was on its hands and knees on a display pedestal like the one Conor is
on. The Doms were continually there working at its body somehow, and Gary
was letting it all happen. This was a great night. Everyone was getting
into it. The Doms were really doing it up. Some Members were chatting up an
unknown young fellow and there were pairings in other places and more than
one boy on its knees learning how to suck cock better. Good Doms are good
teachers. A fresh young boy with some hidden kinks was learning a lot
tonight. Brandon could hear the sounds of a couple of otk spankings, and
soon Brandon was over Gary's lap. He's not letting just anyone spank his
slave. Besides, Gary fully intended to take the slave to its limit tonight
and then maybe even a little farther than that. He's off to a good
start. Soft, lots of caresses, yeah, he's playing this slut slave like
musical instrument. Soon the drum beats begin. Brandon loses himself inside
the experience as it continues to grow in its severity. And soon he is
crying out, and that is a wonderful release so he keeps doing it every time
Gary hits him, and then he is dancing on Gary's lap trying to avoid the
next blow, and he is crying, and begins to sob before its Master finally
lets up and starts rubbing the sore red flesh.

Kelton looks on what is happening to brandon and feels very happy for the
boy. Letting Gary have it back when he came back down from school was a
great idea. Win win win. Kelton loses himself in simply admiring Gary's
skill at what he's doing, thrashing his slaveboy just because he wants to
let people see him do it. Yes, Steven was right. He is a natural. And he's
already got that boy right where it needs to be. Right where it's always
needed to be. Owned by Gary.

Gary remembers the time they were in fifth grade and Brandon was acting
like a baby and Gary went and got a wooden spoon from his mother's kitchen
and brandished it at Brandon and Brandon got the point and just shut
up. Now he just thrashes the slave whenever he wants. And maybe he'll go
and buy a wooden spoon one of these days. Brandon told him about when
Justin took a wooden spoon to his inner thighs. Maybe Gary will do the same
and see how he'd react.

Kelton knows Martin is there and has been keeping an eye on him. Martin is
occupied with a young ginger who looks like he should still be in middle
school, a little hypnotized by Martin's eyes as Martin is stoking the
fellow's pale flanks. While Kelton watches, the ginger slowly raises his
arms and locks them behind his head while it is still looking into Martin's
eyes. He wonders if he should do something to make sure the ginger is
looked after, and so heads over to the office to speak with someone, but on
the way he spots exactly what he wants standing by itself in a corner. Just
what Kelton needs tonight. A waif. Adorable brown-haired perky-nippled
waif. Alone. By itself. Kelton starts feeling very protective, and when
some man goes to the boy and starts pushing him into the wall, Kelton
springs forward and taps the guy on the back and tells the guy to back off
and the guy slinks off. Typical bully. The kid smiles at Kelton and says,
"Thank you, Sir." Kelton lightly taps the boy's face and the boy says to
him, "you can do that harder, Sir," and Kelton answers, "later tonight, but
not here," and the boy nods and kisses Kelton's wrist. Kelton takes hold of
the boy's nipples and before long, the boy suddenly tries to stand on his
toes with the pain and Kelton lightens up so the boy can come back down to
earth. "A boy like you should always have sore nipples," Kelton says to
him. "So could I come to you if they aren't sore some day?" Kelton answers,
"Yes, every day. Even if they are sore." Kelton opens the boy's jeans and
is happy to see a bright white band. He sticks a hand between the kid's
jeans and his briefs, but not inside them. Nonetheless the boy's face shows
forth pleasure and then pain, and then back and forth. "I'll unveil this
part of you later. But before I decide I want to take you, I want to feel
how you suck." Without any hesitation, the boy drops to his knees and tries
to open Kelton's pants. Soon Kelton is almost all the way into the boy's
mouth. This boy is no beginner, that's for sure.

"Did somebody once own you?" Kelton asks the boy. The boy freezes, Kelton's
cock still buried in its mouth, and then takes his mouth off Kelton's dick
and looks up at him. "Yes, Sir."

"Are you free now? Are you okay?" Kelton asks, concerned.

"Now free, Sir, but you have me if you want me. My name is Abel," he says,
and goes back to sucking Kelton's cock.

Kelton tries to decide if he really will be able to put up with the
drama. "What the fuck?" he says to himself. "Abel, put my cock away. Then
stand."

Once Abel stands, Kelton asks him, "we can continue to fool around here or
I would bring you home for the night. Your choice."

Abel answers, "Home. But please let me tell my friend where I'm going."

"Sure, says Kelton. "Here's a card you can give him with my info on it."
Abel takes it and goes looking for his buddy. Kelton is pleased that the
kid knows how to make sure it will be safe.

Abel comes back. "Do you have a car with you?" "No. I came with my friend."
Kelton takes him to his car and opens the door to help him get in. Then he
goes to his side, starts the car and backs out of the lot. As he starts to
drive down the road he says to Abel, "this would be a good time for you to
strip yourself naked, boy,' and Abel does. Kelton notes that the boy is
already hard. "Your body is naked for me, now I want your mind naked for me
as well. How long were you owned?"

"Two years. College senior year and one year after."

"When did it end?"

"3 months ago."

"Why?"

"He stopped wanting bdsm. Wanted us to be equals."

"You could never have an equal. You would always be the lowest one. It's
how you were made."

"I wish I could believe that, Sir."

"I understand. Keep your legs spread, please, Abel. I want easy access."
Abel moves.

"Good boy." Kelton feels that the boy is shaved. "Who shaved you?" "I did,
Sir. For tonight. First time I've been out since."

"Wow. A true virgin slave. Hey, you sure you want to get back in so
quickly?"

"Yes, Sir. Please, Sir. Just take me, Sir. Need it so much." Abel is on
fire, it seems.

Kelton pulls up to the house and helps Abel out the door. He picks up his
backpack and they enter the house.

He directs Abel into the living room and has it lie on the couch on it
back.

"Now we'll begin by having you jerk off then eat your load. Then we'll see
how submissive you can really be." Kelton does this almost all the time
with a new sub. Saves a lot of trouble when the sub has to stop after
having an orgasm.

Abel almost laughs as he starts working his cock. Kelton speaks quietly to
him. "I want you groveling before me while your cum is still in your
mouth. Then you'll put your mouth and your tongue on every inch of my
body. I'll give you some incentive, boy. I have a nice riding crop which
hurts almost like a whip lash. Yeah. I'm gonna like whipping you,
slave. You're gonna drink from my mouth and drink form my dick. I'm gonna
hear you cry, and I'm gonna hear you gulp, faggot. You're gonna be my slave
now and I'll rule your fucking faggot life. And...and abel shoots his load,
loud moaning and groaning. Abel eats it all off his hand and then
immediately gets down on the ground and grovels before Kelton. Kelton spits
on him. "Remove my footgear and then you know what to do."

Abel struggles to pull Kelton's boot off. "Kneel up, slave." "Now hold on
to my boot and pull it towards you." Awkward success The second one goes
faster. Then Abel lovingly removes Kelton's socks and begins to kiss each
one of his toes. Kelton enjoys every second of Abel worshipping his smelly
feet.

This is too good to be true.

Back to the club. Of to the other side there are three twinks gathered
around c-, who is still blinded by the hood it's wearing. Steven takes off
its mouthpiece so it can adequately blow each of the twinks around it, and
the twinks decide to just take a couple of strokes at a time then switch to
the other, and so at this rate it would take Conor most of the night to
milk three loads of cum out of these twinks, two of whom were definitely
older than it was. In order to better motivate his slave, Steven puts a
pair of moderately tight clamps on the slave's nipples and the slave calls
out, "they're yours, Master," like a good boy. Steven shows the twinks how
to toy with the clamps in a way that increases the painfulness and they
have a good time making the slave cry out as they keep changing from one
cock to another in its mouth.

Brandon is kneeling on the ground on all 4's. Gary is letting a couple of
Doms have fun kicking its balls from behind and there's another one fucking
the slave's face and whenever it opens its mouth to cry out from a strong
kick, the Dom it is blowing drives his cock farther down the slave's
throat. At the final moment he pulls his cock out of the slave's mouth and
cums all over its face. Oscar happens to be passing by with Michael in tow
and when he sees this, he sends Michael over to Brandon with orders to lick
all the cum off his face while he cracks both boys in sensitive places with
his riding crop. Gary is curious about using the crop so Oscar shows him a
couple things he has learned, using Brandon`s back as a target. After a few
tries, Gary gets pretty good at it, but he doesn't continue whipping his
slave because it's clearly had enough for the evening.

So much more was happening around them, and it is noted that a couple of
the twinks who arrived alone are being taken home by slightly older men
dressed at least partly in leather. This in itself makes the night a
success, and many Members are telling Uncle Starnick that they hope he
holds more nights like this in the future now that they've got the right
formula. In addition to that, two of the older twinks asked for copies of
the Membership application.

Things have quieted down considerably by midnight, especially since the
demonstrations are over. The most notable demonstration was quite a
surprise to Brandon because he was the slave victim. The guest presenter,
of all people, was Archy, who gives a fine demonstration for men with large
dicks how to get this sub (Brandon) to open its throat for them. Archy
managed to get all the way in this time, and then with Gary`s permission,
he turns the slave's mouth and throat over to a dude with a 10 inch dick to
see how far he can get. Brandon however, is quite exhausted. He does manage
to break past where Archy got with the slave but then he decided that the
slave had had enough and turned it back over to its Master.

A little while later, Gary is sitting down and Brandon is kneeling between
his legs resting his head in the Master's lap while Gary is stroking his
head. "I think my baby boy needs to be taken home and put to bed," Gary
says and Brandon throws its arms around g-`s chest and begs, "Please,
Daddy. we go home? Please."

Steven didn't know whether or not there would be any contact with the
person interested in buying Conor, and it seems that nothing is going to
happen. Conor has had quite a workout and Steven chained it up in a cage so
it could rest without being molested by anyone else at this point. He stood
beside the cage and enjoyed the looks of admiration from a couple of the
younger twinks who have watching him handle his slave all evening. One asks
if he could give the slave some water and Steven tells him to put it in a
low bowl and place it at the slave's face inside the cage, and as soon as
he does, Conor eagerly laps up the water it has been given. Steven makes
note the he hasn't hydrated the slave enough, and gets another bottle of
water to pour into the slave's bowl. But that's it for Conor. He'll let it
have a little rest then take it out of the cage and bring it home. He
thought he'd have the slave take a load of piss so the others could watch
but then decides to save that for when they get home. And he reminds
himself to let Conor know it has permission to ask for water whenever it's
feeling a need for hydration.

He's leading the slave back to his car at the same time Oscar is bringing
Michael back to his car. Of the three brothers, Michael has had the easiest
time of it tonight, but Oscar invites a couple of single guys over to watch
him feed his piss to the slave. He makes Michael hold its mouth open and he
pisses with his dick a couple of inches away from its mouth so that the
witnesses can see the piss going from his dick into the slave's mouth and
then the slave being ordered to "swallow." It can only do so for a while
before it simply cannot swallow and spills some down its chest. And so the
evening ends with Michael being subjected to yet a lower level of
humiliation and subjugation. After all that, Oscar knows it is time to
stop. Picking up the leash he says it's time to leave, and gets to say
goodbye to Steven. The slaves are too exhausted to great each other at this
point. As it turns out, both of them are sound asleep by the time their
Masters get them home.

While these slaves are being tucked into bed after their Masters use them
one last time, Abel's night is just about over as well, and it's marked up
quite a bit by several of Kelton's favorite implements and has licked,
sucked and nibbled on just about every inch of Kelton's body and its
nipples are two points of fire by now. All Kelton has to do is touch one
with the end of his finger and the slave almost begins to cry again as it
forces out the words, "it is yours, Master. I am yours."

Kelton ends the evening by fucking the slave pretty roughly and once again
is quite pleasantly surprised by the little resistance the slave shows to
being treated by him in an almost brutal fashion. He makes Abel a nest on
the floor next to his bed to sleep in and before he turns off the lights he
lets Abel know that he's been a very good boy. "Tomorrow you are going to
tell me everything there is to know about your previous training and
ownership." Either that or you and I will say goodbye tomorrow." He doesn't
wait for a response. In fact, he's not even sure the slave heard what he
has to say. it will all be revealed in the morning.

up north

Austin and dan(Jonny) spent a good part of the day looking at
apartments. It was frustrating because their main priority was to find
something private enough that they didn't have to worry about noises being
heard, things like the lash of a strap or crop or the slam of a paddle, or
by the slave's subsequent responses. dan had been made to understand how
this would be a regular part of its life every day and evening. After just
a little bit of time dan said that he was willing to surrender to whatever
Austin wanted from his slave. Finally they found the perfect place and
would soon hear about Austin's credit check. One of the things that makes
this arrangement so good is that the apartment is attached to the small
home of a man in the lifestyle although a sub, and he promises them that
they will sometimes hear things coming from his home as well, if he gets
lucky. They also agree right from the beginning that there will not be any
contact of that matter between them all and dan is very relieved at that
because he would much rather serve Austin alone and not have to serve
anyone else.

Austin was originally planning to stick out the semester before locating a
place to stay, but the situation was getting intolerable for dan as the
rest of their dorm mates learned of his "transformation," and were
constantly giving a hard time about it. For some reason, there is something
about dan that really makes slightly homophobic guys want to take out some
of their anger on him. dan keeps insisting to Austin that the climate at
the U isn't nearly as open and affirming as it had been when Michael and
Brandon were here. Austin isn't surprised. The same thing is happening in
the country right now in some areas. And so, that is why they're looking
now. If Austin's application goes through, they'll be all set and will move
out next weekend. Then, he says, dan will be collared and it will be
permanent. He knows what he wants. He just has to take the slave to be
measured for it and also for a matching cock ring which Austin wants the
slave to wear. Permanently. dan is grateful to Austin for arranging for
alternative housing for them. He experiences this as one of the ways that
Austin is taking care of him and protecting him. After all of that, dan
realizes that there is very little he wouldn't do to please his Master. dan
has finally begun to embrace his new identity as Austin's slave. The old
pride has been set aside. dan understands that now that they have their own
place together, Austin owns him completely. dan isn't looking forward to
the first time Austin makes the slave drink his piss, but knows that it is
inevitable. Now the slave is no better than what Brandon used to be. It
wonders if Brandon has found a new Master and begs Austin for permission to
send Brandon an email. Austin tells the slave that he'll take care of it
himself and maybe even plan a trip down to Lipton some time soon, maybe
even during Spring Break.

END OF CHAPTER FOURTEEN



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