Date: Wed, 19 Aug 2015 02:55:49 +0100 From: Nifty Author Subject: Getting Jordan Drunk Drunk older brother tricked. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, meant for the enjoyment of readers who have searched for this particular literature. It does not represent real life events, and is not meant for redistribution. The sole purpose of this story is for the enjoyment of readers interested in this particular field of erotica. This piece of fiction involves males not of legal age, but is meant to be read only by those who are of legal age in their given country of residence. This story may bear resemblance to past stories from years gone by, and if it does then credit is given to those original authors. Chapter One: Getting Jordan drunk. Jordan had recently celebrated his 15th birthday. He lived at home with his parents and his younger 13 year old brother Darren. Darren and Jordan had always been close when they were growing up, and Darren had always trusted his brother and considered him his best friend. Sadly for Darren though, Jordan was growing up all too fast. It seemed to Darren that Jordan no longer had any time for him, he was always obsessing about girls in his year at school, and illegally drinking in the park with his friends from school. Numerous times Darren had asked Jordan to hang out, or play Fifa, but Jordan always had other plans and kept saying "dont you have friends your own age, can't keep hanging with my little brother." Jordan was of average height for his age, short brown hair with the sides shaved and the top styled. He was a very handsome boy, and had a reputation as one of the 'good looking lads.' Darren himself was far more reserved than his brother, whom many believed to be quite arrogant. Jordan was always put in charge when their parents went away on their various breaks, which were becoming far more frequent as Jordan came of age and was considered responsible enough to 'baby sit' his younger brother. Darren was becoming increasingly annoyed with the way Jordan acted whilst their parents were away, he frequently bossed Darren around and was always inviting his friends from his year at school to the house. None of these friends were any more pleasant towards Darren than Jordan was himself. "I bet he's a little faggot Jordan" they would say, shoving him around in his own home for no reason. Darren was saddened by this, they'd always got on well previously but he had grown to loath the times their parents were away. He'd also grown to resent his older brother. "Mom, please can I have some friends around while your away this time, Jordan is always allowed his friends around and they're all jerks", Darren pleaded with his mother on the eve of his parents week long trip to America. "Jordan, your younger brother is going to have some friends around this time, your friends have always been welcome in the past, can you please be the responsible adult in the house while we're gone??"...."Mum, do I really have to hang around here while his bratty friends come round??". The discussion escalated but eventually Jordan accepted that Darren would be allowed friends over this time around, he planned to stay out the way in his room and on his playstation while they got on with whatever they did for fun. Little did he know how his time in charge would develop. They bid farewell to their parents, and Darren put in motion his plans to exact revenge. Jordan was always bragging about getting drunk, and their parents had a rather large collection of alcoholic drinks with which to unwind of an evening. Darren decided it was time for Jordan to feel the embarrassment he always felt when Jordan and his friends teased and ganged up on him, but even he couldn't imagine the extent of the revenge he would put his brother through. The evening could not come quick enough for Darren, who had 3 of his best friends coming round. Jack, Sam and Andy arrived at 6pm, loaded with videogames and snacks provided by their parents. Darren was so happy to finally have his own friends around and to not have to endure his older brothers irritating companions. Darren was very open with his friends and told them he was planning on messing with Jordan for a bit of revenge. The plan was simple, to coax Jordan into drinking some of their parents alcohol, whilst they pretended to do the same, and to see how ill he would become. Him being sick and off his high horse was as far as the plan went at this stage. Dutifully, his friends brought vodka bottles filled with water as props for their scheme. "Jordan, do you want to hang out with us?" Darren said, "Sure I guess, but what are you doing?" Jordan replied. "We thought we might try some alcohol while mom and dad are away, you've told me loads about it so we thought you could tell us what we're doing". "I don't know", said a sceptical Jordan, but eventually he was convinced. "Dudes. Where did you get all those spirits from!" Jordan said, shocked at the bottles of vodka. "Jacks older brother bought them for us, but we have our own bottles you'll have to nick one of Dads". Jordan had decided this might not be so bad, being drunk was always a laugh, and he would be able to put away far more than these kids. They began by playing a shots game on FIFA, every time someone conceded a goal, the person on the receiving end would have to down a shot of vodka. One match became three, then ten, and by the law of averages Jordan conceded his fair share of goals and dutifully did his shot. The young boys however were merely play-acting. They were drinking water each time, and slowly but surely Jordan became blind drunk. Jordan's head was spinning so he said he was going to bed, he had his own room and left the young boys to have their fun, he got changed into a t-shirt, and put some pyjama shorts over his boxer shorts before laying his head down to sleep. He had a double bed and he sprawled over it as he felt dizzy from all the shots he'd had. He was dozing and feeling really out of it when he heard Darren and his friends coming into the room. "Fuck off guys, i've played your stupid game now I'm going to sleep". Darren, Jack, Andy and Sam all laughed at Jordan and went back to Darrens room. "Your bro is way so drunk Daz" said Jack, "Yeah listen to him snoring man!" added Andy. "Im glad hes feeling shitty, he's such a dickhead normally when our parents are away" Darren explained to his friends. They were all bitching about Jordan, when Sam suggested going to annoy him as he tried to sleep. "Let's throw some stuff at him and see if he wakes" giggled Sam. Like immature 13 year olds, they thought this the height of fun, so they crept across the landing and into Jordans room. Jordan had left his TV on and so there was a flickering light, Jordan looked completely out cold. "Throw something", said Jack. They threw one of Jordans football boots at him, it hit him in the side and the boys ran back into Darrens room laughing. "Do you think it woke him????" said Andy. "I dunno, I think he'd have chased after us if it had" said Darren. "Come on let's go and check" Sam encouraged. They all crept back across the landing and into Jordans room, stifling their laughter. There he was, still lying sprawled on the bed with the football boot alongside him where it landed. Jack was something of a ringleader within Darrens group of friends, so it was no surprise that he was the boldest and suggested going a bit further. "Come on guys, let's mess with him a bit". They crept over to the side of the bed, and Jack poked Jordan in the cheek, held his nose, and gave him a gentle tap on the face. Jordan didn't even stir. "What the fuck Darren, he's totally fucked!", Darren was laughing "looks like he isn't the great drinker he pretends to be!". To Darrens surprise Andy did something completely unexpected, "Watch this guys!". He slowly crept over to the side of the bed, nearest to Jordans face. He pulled down his pants and farted in Jordans face. "Ew thats harsh man!" Sam said, "He'll kick your ass if he wakes up". Jordan remained completely dead to the world though, and the peer pressure mentality began to work it's magic on the young boys, they decided to test their luck. "I can't believe he hasn't woken up man! That fucking stinks and right on his face", Darren said laughing. This could be a better night than he'd hoped for, he could humiliate his brother the way he had always done to him. They continued to poke and prod Jordan's face to see if he'd wake up, but still he remained stone cold out! "Guys", said Jack, "whose up for a bit of a dares game". Once again, Jack led the boys in, and they all quickly agreed. "OK then" said Jack, "whose first???". The boys were silent, nobody seemed to want to be the first to volunteer, so Jack intervened. "Darren, it's your house so you have to go first!", all the boys quickly agreed so Darren had no choice. "Oh and only a pussy picks truth" added Jack. "Dare then" Darren replied. "Ok, I dare you to rub your willy on Jord's face!"..."DUDE!" said Darren, "What if he wakes up!", "If he wakes we'll just all run out, what's he gonna do in this state". The boys all murmured in agreement. "fuck sake, ok then, I gotta do it in front of you all??". Sam quickly butted in, "err yeah otherwise how do we know if you done it or not". Darren was nervous, he was happy to stick it to Jordan, but he had to get his dick out in front of his friends, a dare was a dare though. Darren slowly lowered the front of his boxers and got his cock out, "WEEYYY" exclaimed the lads, he leant across the side of the bed and began to rub his knob on Jordans face, "ha someone get a picture" Darren said with renewed confidence from the boys cheering. He rubbed his dick all over Jordans face, paying special attention to stroke the tip over Jordans semi open mouth. " ok ok thats my turn done!" said Darren, nobody objected. "Andy, it's your turn next" said Darren. "I dare you to rub your bum crack over Jordans face". They all laughed and Andy pulled down his pants and obliged. Even Darren thought in his mind how nice Andy's arse was, completely smooth and quite athletic from football. Andy edged over to the bed and bent over and slowly rubbed his bare ass over Jordans passed out face. He even tiptoed to put Jordans nose right between his cheeks and against his hole. The boys were in hysterics... "Lads shut the fuck up dont wake him!!!" said Sam. But Jordan as he had been for the last 20 minutes remained in a deep drunken slumber. "Sams turn" they said in unison. "OK Sam, this is a big one!", Jack and Darren waited in anticipation to see what Andy would say. "I double dare you to pull Jordans shorts down! Not his pants just his shorts, and see if you can avoid waking him!". There was silence in the room, Sam didn't seem to know how to react, but Darren absolutely buzzing in the moment said "DO IT". Sam approached Jordan on the bed, he pulled the covers that were draped just over Jordans lower leg and pulled the duvet fully off. The boys were barely breathing in anticipation of where this might lead. "Guys I dunno if I can do it without him waking" said Sam. "Aw look at him", said Jack, "He aint waking up, come on fuck him up". Sam leant over and inspected his task. Jordan had elastic football shorts on, so they should be loose enough to peel down. Sam set about his task. He slowly reached one of his hands over Jordan and grabbed the far side of his shorts. He slowly peeled down the left side of Jordans shorts and his boxers came into view. He worked his finger under the elastic and began to edge them down, one side after another. Jordan was a tiny bit chubbier than the younger boys, so the shorts were tighter than first imagined, but slowly but surely, barely breathing, Sam managed to pull them lower and lower. At one point one side of Jordans boxers came down as well, revealing a pule trail and the very top of his teen bush, but Sam managed to get the shorts down below Jordans bulge. Feeling bold, Sam pulled them down by both legs down over Jordans thighs and down to his feet. "Fucking AWESOME!" exclaimed Jack. "He is completely fucking out!". Now it was Jacks turn. Sam, having been dared something dangerous, decided the time was right for loud mouth Jack to have a taste of his own medicine. "Jack, since it's your game and your bossing everyone around, you can do the biggest dare yet". Jack in his mind had been expecting this, and even rather looking forward to it. "Go on?...." Jack questioned... "You have to pull Jordans boxers down!". The boys all stared at eachother. "Think he'll wake up?" said Jack. "Na dude" said Darren, "Who cares anyway, there are four of us and hes not exactly going to tell on us for something this embarassing". Jack hungrily stared over Jordans limp body. Jordans top was riding above his belly button, and his pyjama shorts were down by his ankles. Jack put his finger tips on either side of the Jordans boxers, and slowly worked them down. The first thing the boys noticed was Jordans bush, it wasn't really hairy but it showed he was older than them, Jack was going so slowly so as not to wake Jordan and all the boys were fixated on what was soon to be revealed. Centimetre by centimetre, Jack edged the boxers down, and then Jordans soft prick came into view. "OMG HIS COCK IS OUT HAHAA"Darren laughed, "LOOK AT IT!" Jordans penis was resting to one side, his ballsack was the last thing to come into view as Jack peeled the boxers all the way down to his pyjama bottoms. All the boys got their phones out and started to take some snaps. They were all fixated on Jordans cock, "flick it Jack!" said Sam, and Jack gave it a quick flick and they all ran out the room sure Jordan would wake. Silence. They peaked their head through the door, and Jordan remained there. Exposed, penis out, dead to the world. "Fuck dudes, he really is out.". Silence and anticipation was in the air. "Darren, I do believe it's your turn!" said Jack. What next, thought Darren. To be continued. Feedback and opinions welcome. The next part will not be long coming. Neither will Jordan.