Date: Wed, 21 Feb 2018 01:45:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: Alex M <alexnifty@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Little Brother, The Slut Chapter 2

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I closed the apps and shut down the computer.  It took everything in me not
to call the police right then and there.  I paced back in forth, both in
shock and confusion.  Not my little brother!  I couldn't believe this.  I
picked up the phone and as I dialed, I realized my brother could be taken
from me if Child Protective Services found out.  I mean somehow this was my
fault, right?  At least that's how CPS would see it.  They would deem me an
unfit guardian and Logan would be taken and placed in foster care.  I
couldn't and wouldn't let that happen.  He was still my brother, and I
loved Logan more than anything and wouldn't jeopardize his living
situation, plus my father would turn in his grave if he thought his sons
would be separated. I put the phone down and start pacing.

"I'm gonna kill the little fag when I see him" I thought to himself
angrily.

I walk into the kitchen and grab a bottle of Scotch and pour myself a
drink.  I needed to calm down before I did something I'd later regret. I
couldn't even begin to wrap my head around what I saw.  Hours ago, Logan
was my little angel barely starting puberty and now he's a cock sucker
about to give up his virginity to a man who could be his dad.  I was
embarrassed, I couldn't even call my best friend for advice like I normally
did when I had a problem.

I slam my drink and quickly refill my cup.  I didn't realize I was still
rock hard and a prominent wet mark had appeared at the front of my shorts.
I reach down and feel my hard, thick dick and readjust it to a more
comfortable position.  I'd have to follow him to see where he goes and to
stop him.  That seemed like a logical idea, or maybe it was my hormones and
the liquor allowing me to admit that part of me wanted to see my brother
get plowed.  Those soft, fair skinned, hairless globes.  Wait, what the
fuck am I thinking, that's my baby brother.  I shake my head to rid myself
of the crazy thoughts.  I slam my drink and realize just how hard I'm
throbbing.

I begin to rub the front of my shorts and close my eyes.  I started to
picture my little brother on his knees opening his mouth wide as I slide my
fat dick into his throat, never breaking eye contact.  I was so into my
thoughts, I didn't even hear Logan come home.

"Hey Lex!" Logan yells coming up to me and giving him a hug like he always
did.

"Um.. oh he.. hey Bubba" I replied, startled out of my fantasy.

Luckily, I had my back to Logan when I heard him that it gave me a second
to readjust.  I hugged him back, but I couldn't bear to look at him. All I
saw was those big, pouty lips wrapped around a big, black cock.  I quickly
pull away from the hug.  I couldn't treat him different, but I didn't know
what to say or what to do and I think he realized it.

"Are you ok?" Logan asked in his squeaky voice that went in and out of
pitch due to puberty.

He looked up at me quizzically, almost as if he was trying to figure me
out.  As I've said, Logan and I are really close.  He gives me a good night
hug and kiss every night, we even cuddle when we watch movies, that's how
close we were.  He knew something was up and I wasn't sure what to say, so
I told the truth.

"Yeah bub, just had a bit too much to drink I guess.  How was school?  Do
you have any homework?"

Ok, so I chickened out, but what would you have done?  I begin firing off
questions as I go to the fridge and grab some lunch meat to make him a
sandwich.  I was running on autopilot.  I wanted so badly to call him out
and ask him what the fuck he was thinking, but I didn't want to scare him
into thinking it was wrong to be gay, plus he'd probably be pissed knowing
I went through his things.  Also, isn't me nagging and telling him not to
do something only encouraging him to do it?  I was going to have to follow
him.

"Yeah but I finished it at school.  I just have to go to Casey's tonight to
study for an exam I have on Friday," Logan says smiling and taking a bite
of the sandwich I just placed in front of him.

"Oh yeah?  What class?" I fire back wanting to see how far my innocent,
little brother would go to get out of the house.

"Chemistry.  Mr. Hendricks is such a jerk.  He just announced it today.  So
that only gives us two days to study and it's on material we're just
learning!" He said freaking out a bit, which was normal as he cared greatly
about his schooling.

"Chill man.  I know you're going to be fine.  Plus, science is your
favorite subject.  Do you need me to drive you?" I asks even though I knew
his best friend Casey lived just a few blocks away.

"She lives down the street bro!  I'm just gonna walk." My brother replies
quickly.

"When are you going?" I ask him. I was overprotective of him so he wouldn't
suspect anything.

"I told her I would be there at 7, and I shouldn't be out too late.  I
still have to wake up early for school tomorrow." Logan replies without
skipping a beat, smiling at me the whole time.

Every time our eyes met, I had to look away.  Was this the last time I'd
see my little brother a virgin?  No, I wouldn't let that happen.  Why did I
care so much?  Was it because he's gay?  Was it because I knew my brother
was born to be a bitch?  I mean, I was having sex when I was 13.

'He's your brother, not your son,' I keep telling myself, but it didn't
work.  I was still picturing him moaning and begging for cock.  I couldn't
handle it anymore!

"Alright. Dinner's at 6" I say running out of the kitchen and upstairs to
my room as quickly as I could.

When I was out of sight, I practically sprinted to my room.  I needed to
get away from Logan.  I lay down on my king-sized bed and the room starts
spinning a bit from the alcohol and the nerves.  I close my eyes to try and
regain some composure.  Immediately my mind is flooded with the images of
my brother sucking dick.  His small hand barely being able to wrap around
the adult cock he's about to impale his throat with.  I start rubbing my
cock through my shorts again.

What did grown men see in him?  I mean sure he was cute.  He had dark brown
hair that he wore short on the sides and long on top.  His long, black
lashes made his eyes really stand out.  He wasn't feminine nor feminine
looking, I guess, but he wasn't super masculine either.  My father always
described him as angelic, whatever that means.  Then there was his body.
He had a nice swimmer's build on him and that ass.  Whenever he would walk
around in just shorts or his underwear, his butt cheeks would hang out of
his briefs.  His bubble butt...

"Fuck it!" I think to myself.

I close my eyes again and Logan is the star.  I can picture his face
staring back at the camera with his ass spread.  Before I can stop myself,
I pull out my hairy, thick 8.5" dick and wraps my hand around it.  I can
smell his own musk, it's manly and to be honest, it turned me on.  I hadn't
showered yet and had spent the day cleaning, so I definitely had developed
a bit of funk.  I keep my eyes closed going through the images burned into
my brain of my brother's hole and his mouth stretched to its limit with
cock.  I start to wonder what his lips would feel like on my huge cock. I
was jerking hard.  I was so wet with precum that I didn't need lube for.
The entire shaft and mushroom head were coated, not even fifteen seconds
later, and I shot a huge load.  Rope after rope of thick, hot cum shot all
over me.  I look down and see my chest hair matted with my load.

"What the fuck is wrong with me?!" I ask myself, disgusted.

I get up quickly and cleans myself up.  Get your shit together, Alex, I
tell myself.  I pull up my shorts and head downstairs to start dinner.  I
couldn't believe I had just jacked off thinking of Logan.  I had never
looked at him like that before.  I start cooking the spaghetti to distract
myself.  I poured myself another drink to calm my nerves.  I started to
relax as I waited for the noodles to cook.  After everything was finished,
I put in the garlic bread and called out for Logan.

"Logan! Dinner!"

"Coming!" he yells out as he climbed down the stairs.

We sit down for dinner and I still cannot bring myself to look at him.

"This looks and smells awesome!" Logan says looking at his meal.

"Thanks!" I say faking a smile for him.

I hear the timer go off and grab the bread out of the oven.  We eat and
talk about his day through dinner, as if nothing happened.  I had been a
bit worried he would know I was on his computer, but he's been home for a
while now and he would have noticed.  I was getting anxious, that I
couldn't really eat much.  Logan, on the other hand, flies through dinner
wanting to run upstairs and get ready to have his cherry popped by Brian.

"Slow down, man.  You act like I don't feed you!" I say trying to delay the
process.

"Sorry!  It's just so good!" He says slurping up a noodle.

We both laugh and get through dinner without another word.  Logan throws
his dish in the dishwasher and heads upstairs after thanking me for dinner.
I heard the toilet flush and the shower running shortly after he had gone
upstairs.  I put the food away and headed up to my room to wait for Logan
to tell me he was leaving. My palms were sweaty, and my heart was racing.
I looked at my phone to check the time.  6:49.

"Bye Lex!  I'll be back before 9.  I love you!" Logan shouts from outside
my door.

"Sounds good bud.  Be safe and love you too!" I yell back and then I hear
the door slam shut.

My mind started racing and I run down the stairs and give Logan a few
second head start.  It was dark out already and I knew he wouldn't see me.
I quietly open the backdoor and it takes a few minutes for my eyes adjust
to the dark.  I head off to the side door and make my way towards my front
yard and then I see him.  He was walking towards the park a few blocks
away.  I cross the street and take cover in the bushes, making sure I
wasn't seen.  My heart was beating so hard and strangely, I was rock hard
again.

As I suspected, the park.  I see him look around until he finds what he was
looking for.  I see him bend over to tie his shoe, as a man exits his car.
That must be Brian, I tell myself.  The dude was fucking huge.  He had to
be a bit taller than me, and I'm 6'2", and even from where I was hiding, I
could see the man was fit and worked out.  He doesn't acknowledge my
brother, instead, he starts walking toward a dark path.  Logan waits a few
seconds before looking around again and follows the black man.

I give it a few seconds before I descend on the trail.  I knew this trail
lead to roped off area, so where the fuck were they going, I wondered.
There was very little light on the trail as the trees blocked off most of
it.  I see my brother has approached the roped off area and he jumps over
it.  I wait and then follow behind.  The trail beyond was under
construction and had a portable trailer parked there for the crew.  This
was a really good neighborhood, so no one really messed around or went
there, well so I thought.  I hear voices up ahead and quickly duck in a
bush. I saw they were next to the trailer.

"Come on faggot!  Hurry up and get inside." I hear a deep voice command.

I felt my anger rising.  I knew I should run up and defend Logan, but I
couldn't.  I moved even closer, instead.

"Yes, sir." Logan replied.

I heard the door shut and I made my move closer to the trailer.  I was
wondering how they got in, but that didn't matter.  I couldn't just run in
to the trailer and pull my brother out without possibly getting myself or
Logan hurt.  I did the next big thing, or so I thought.  I look around the
trailer and see a crate right by a window.  I walk over slowly, afraid that
if I step on that crate, that I'd see something I couldn't unsee.

"Go ahead faggot, you know the drill.  Get naked and put these on!" I hear
the deep voice say.

I get on the crate and look into the window and what I saw shocked me.
There wasn't a ton of light but there was my brother quickly undressing in
front of this huge man.  My brother looked so little in comparison, but I
was frozen in place. I kept looking until my little brother put on a black
thong and got on his knees.

"Good job bitch." The black man tells him before grabbing Logan by the hair
and shoving his face in his crotch.

"Can you smell that?  I got it nice and ripe for you bitch" He says to my
brother.

I was afraid he might be hurting him.

"Fuck, daddy Brian!  You smell so good.  I haven't stopped thinking about
your cock all day" Logan says looking up at the man.

I see Logan inhaling the man's scent and he looked like he was in a trance.
He was obedient and wouldn't break eye contact with the man who was about
to fuck his tiny hole.  I saw him pull down his zipper and huge bulge
appeared, causing Logan to moan.

"Daddy, please fuck my throat.  I can't take it anymore.  I need it so bad!
Please!" Logan moaned out.

"Such an eager little faggot tonight aren't you!?  I wish your brother was
working so we would have more time and more space to fuck you but luckily I
still have the keys to the trailer." Brian replied, pulling his cock out
and slapping it on Logan's face a few times.

So, he knew about me, I ask myself.  It didn't matter, at this point.  I
knew I should stop this, but I couldn't.  Instead, I pull out my dick and
start to stroke it slowly.  Brian's dick looked and sounded heavy.  I heard
a loud thud, followed by boyish moans, as the cock slapped my little
brothers face.  Almost as if by second nature, Logan grabs Brian's fat,
black cock around the base, the fingers barely connecting and lowers his
mouth on the cock.

"That's it bitch!  Open your mouth for daddy!  Take it faggot!" Brian
commands.

I could hear moaning and choking as I saw more and more of Brian's cock
disappear into my brother's throat.  He looked so little and so small but
that didn't stop Brian from fucking his mouth.

"Good boy!  Now smile!" He tells Logan as he takes out his phone and take a
picture of him bottomed out into my brother's throat.

"Maybe we send that one to your brother and let him know what a little slut
you are" Brian says as he pulls out of his throat.

I heard coughing as he pulled out and saw Logan attempt to catch his
breath.

"If you want to daddy, do it!  I am your bitch and I don't care who knows!"
Logan says proudly before going back down on his man's cock.

He sucked as if he was starving.  It was insane and if I wasn't seeing it
with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it.  I look down and see I am
precumming like crazy.  My dick was begging for release.  I grip it tight
and continue watching Brian fuck my little brother's throat like the whore
he was.  As I look back up, I see Logan has gotten to his feet and they are
kissing.  Brian reaches for Logan's waist and picks him up effortlessly.
Logan has a smile on his face, as if this was the most normal thing.  I see
Brian slide a huge finger inside the black thong and rub my brother's hole.
I was instantly jealous that it wasn't me.  Wait did I really just say
that?

Brian bends Logan over a desk that is right by the window and bends down
behind him.

"You want daddy to eat this pussy?  Get you nice and ready to take my black
dick, bitch?" He asks and Logan nods eagerly.

"Yes daddy!  Breed me like the faggot I am!" Logan moans as Brian's thick
lips attack his little hole. Brian peeled the thong over to the side.

There was going to be no way in hell that big, black dick was going to fit
inside of Logan.  He was so small, surely, he would get hurt but my brother
seemed determined.  I grip my cock tighter and start building up the speed
and jerk off faster.  I knew I would cum soon, but I wanted, no I needed,
to see that dick fuck Logan.

Brian was attacking Logan's tight, little boy hole causing the teenager to
moan like crazy.

"Please daddy!  Do it now!  I don't wanna wait anymore.  I need your dick
in my pussy!" Logan yells out.

Who was he?  This was not my little brother.  I had never heard him talk
like this.  He never even swore in front of me.  I think the fact he had
this secret life turned me on bad.  I had to get used to the fact that my
brother was a cock sucking slut.

"Alright.  I want you to know this is going to hurt but it will feel good.
Once I am in, I'm not stopping. I'll give you some time to get used to it
but unfortunately, I can't be here all night without my wife suspecting.
Plus, if your throat is any indication, you were born to be fucked." Brian
says matter-of-factly.

"I know it's gonna hurt but I don't care.  I need it." He says moaning as
Brian pulled out what I was assuming was lube and smeared it into his hole
causing Logan to whimper as the finger was jammed inside his hole.

"Ok breathe in and push out faggot" Brian instructs before lining up his
thick meat at my brother's hole.

"Owe!!  No!  Please take it out!" Logan screamed, "It hurts!"

"Shut up faggot!  You were begging for it and now you're going to get what
you asked for!", he tells Logan slapping his ass hard leaving a bright red
mark on his ass causing him to moan and relax enough that the rest of
Brian's dick went inside him.

"Please just take it out!  I can't!" Logan's squeaky voice comes from
underneath pleading with the bigger man.

I knew I should intervene, but I couldn't.  I was shocked.  I could only
imagine how stretched out Logan's hole was.  Brian reached down and picked
up his sweaty underwear and shoved them into my brother's mouth.  Logan's
grunting was now muffled by the underwear in his mouth.  Brian gripped
Logan's hips and began to pound him.  Logan's face rested on the desk as
his hole was destroyed.  Gone was the little, sweet boy I knew.  All that
was left was a slutty faggot.

Brian kept a decent pace while pounding Logan.  His large balls slapping
against the now red bubble butt and I heard moaning a lot louder now.

"Daddy it hurts so good!  Don't stop!  Fuck my pussy!" Logan shouts having
removed the underwear from his mouth and now sniffing it like a bitch in
heat.

"Your pussy is so fucking tight!  I'm gonna send you home to your brother
nice and full of cum." Brian tells him.

He had one hand on Logan's hip and the other one pulling his hair causing
his back to arch and allowing him to go deeper.

"Yes daddy!  Breed me!" Logan yells.  His teeth were gritted, and I knew he
was in pain, but he wasn't a quitter.  He was determined to take Brian's
dick until the man finished.

"Fuck, bitch.  Here comes daddy's cum!  Take my dick faggot!  Now you're a
real slut!" Brian shouts as he unloads into my little brother's ass pussy.

He pulls out without warning and I swear I could hear a pop as the head
exited his hole.  Suddenly, I felt my orgasm approach and I shot my second
load of the night all over the side of the trailer.  It took everything in
me not to moan out, but I didn't want to risk being caught!

"Get on your knees and clean my dick off!" Brian commands and Logan
complied dropping to his knees and sucking the man's dick.

Not satisfied, Brian grabbed his dick and slapped it on Logan's face,
leaving trails of cum all of over his pretty face.

"Don't even think of wiping that off. I want you to walk home with my cum
in your ass and on your face like the perfect faggot whore you are.  Does
your brother know you love dick?" The man asks.

"I won't clean it off daddy.  I will wear your cum proudly and no he
doesn't know.  He would probably kill me if he found out." He replies
before getting up and getting dressed.

I instantly felt guilty about what I was doing.  I should have stopped him.
I run home before I was caught.  The entire time my mind was racing.  I was
disappointed in Logan.  He knew better than to be doing what he was doing.
I was also upset with myself that I used Logan as an object of my desire.
I knew I had to talk to him about what I saw when he got home.  I knew from
that moment on things would never be the same again.

AUTHOR NOTES:

Well there is chapter 2!  Hope you guys enjoyed.  This one was a bit
longer.  Thank you to everyone who has reached out with positive comments!
I look forward to hearing from more of you with suggestions and
constructive criticism.

I have a background story written in Alex's point of view, the first time
he was with Brian if anyone wants to read it.

alexnifty@yahoo.com