Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2006 21:19:58 -0800 (PST) From: PK Subject: I'm My Brother's Bitch - part 2 Jason had a tight grip on my hair and was dragging me along with him as he hurried into his bedroom. When we arrived he threw me onto the ground. I had just severely pissed my brother off. I had denied him my ass. Though Jason was my younger he was in no means my little brother. At 6'1 and covered in thick muscle from head to toe Jason towered over my meek 5'9 frame. Years of football, wrestling and time at the weight bench had turned my young brother into an Adonis as he surpassed me in size. Of course as his size grew, so did his ego and his temper. Jason was naked as he towered over me. His chest was violently heaving in and out as he fumed with anger. His wet body was glistening making his large muscles seem to pop out even more than they did. "CUNT," he screamed out in anger. "How fucking dare you deny me." He of course was talking about me not wanting to give up my ass tonight. "I didn't say I never wanted to" I replied. "It's just that I wanted to wait. I'm scared is all." I had never taken a cock up the ass before, and with a monster cock like his I knew I would be in for a rough time. "Shut the fuck up," He said. "I don't want to hear one damn word from your faggot cock sucking mouth you little shit. Like I fucking asked you if you wanted this." He said as he waved his large cock back and forth across my face. "I don't ask you anything bitch I tell you. You obey. It's that fucking simple." He grabbed my hair and jerked my head back. He had a cocky and evil look about his face. "Do you understand faggot." "Yes," I let meekly let out. "What" he inquired as he didn't hear me. "Yes," I said louder. His hand hit my face with a loud smack. I didn't know what to say. His other hand slapped my face, this time knocking me onto my side. "I could do this all day bitch, and that is just a drop in the bucket of how much I could hurt you. Now I am going to ask you again you slow as idiot. Do you fucking understand me?" "Yes sir," I said understanding his game. "That's fucking right he said. Took you long enough you dumb ass moron. You show me the respect that I deserve. Look at me," he said as he turned to look at himself in his wall mirror. He fled one of his massive arms while with his other he ran his hand across his tight washboard abs and up to his powerful chest. "I am fucking huge. You should be worshipping me like the musclegod I am." I knew that Jason was a cocky son of a bitch but this took the cake. I was scared and freaked out and wanted to get the hell away from him. I stood up and tried to make a run for it. There was a sharp pain and I could feel the wind rushing out of my body as his fist was hurled into my gut. The force knocked me down and then he effortlessly picked me up by my neck and then threw me onto his bed. Before I knew it he came crashing down on top of me and began punching me all over. His fists were hitting my face my stomach and my chest. I couldn't breathe but was somehow begging him to stop. "FUCKING FAG," he screamed. Don't you ever try to run away from me again. I will always be bigger, stronger and faster than you. What kind of respect are you showing me? You are not my brother anymore. I am not related to such a pussy. I am your master. I OWN YOU. Look at you laying there like a little cunt because I just beat the shit out of you little boy body." There was nothing that I could do, he was to big and strong, he overpowered me. I was sobbing like a baby. He made a hacking noise and then shot a wad of spit onto my face. He really was making me his bitch. Making me his. Jason just sat atop me for what seemed like minutes, just staring down at me with a look of anger and disgust on his face. Then without any warning he flipped me over on my back with one strong arm. I was trying to get up but he was holding me down. "The more you try to get away the harder I am going to beat the shit out of you when we are done," he said. "Harder meaning I am going beat you anyways, you are my punching bag now bitch. I am going to take all of my frustrations out on you." He was laughing cruelly. "I am holding you down with just one hand, holy crap you really are a weak faggot." He lowered his mouth to my ear. "I am going to love this. How does it fell knowing that you are going to be fucked by this powerful body" He was teasing me, in more ways than one, I could feel him poking his cock around my asshole. "I hope it hurts faggot." He said as he rose up and then shoed his cock all the way up into me. I instinctively arched up with all the strength I had but he just pushed me back down with ease. I was screaming out at the top of my lungs. My ass was trying to push it out of me. Everything in my body was telling me to get that huge fucker out of me. "You want it out of you," he said. "Beg me. I want to hear you fucking beg me to let you go.' "Please don't to this to me Jason," I begged him. "Please take it out of me." I had terror in my voice. "I can't take it. It's hurt so much. If you love me at all you'll stop." "Good bitch, I love to hear you begging me," he said. "But the thing is I don't love you. How could I love a thing? You are my property and mine to do with as I please. I told you I was going to fuck you and I am going to." He said as he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. My ass was on fire. "Your ass is mine." And with that he began to fuck me without mercy. He plowed his cock in and out of my ass. He would pull all the way out and for a fraction of a second I felt reprieve before he slammed it back into me. The man was a piston, he was relentless. He fucked me with the force of a machine, as if he was built to fuck. As if it was the purpose of his perfect being. I had heard stories of other guys getting used to it during the first time they got fucked, but that wasn't the case, maybe because he was so relentless my ass was never able adjust to the assault. Jason was loving it. "Yes bitch scream for me I want to hear you scream you fucking wimp. You know you love my big cock in you. It's what you deserve fuck. Hell, it's what I deserve. You don't fucking matter to me. I don't fucking care about you or what you want. What I want is what matters, and I want my cock serviced everyday. Get used to this bitch because I am fucking loving this. Your ass is so tight and my cock feels so great." He was getting more violent with his words, and at the same time he was getting rougher with his fuck. I wanted to die. Not only was my ass on fire from his assault but the humiliation and degradation he was lashing out was unbearable. Maybe because I knew it was true. I had become his bitch. From this point on I belonged to him. I would serve one purpose, his needs. I knew that from now on, every day, I would be working his cock, whether it was with my ass or my mouth. What was weird though is that I still wanted to. Even with all that he was doing to me, I wanted to be his. I wanted to belong to him. "This is so hot. I have never felt this good." He said speeding up his fuck. " Get used to your new life bitch. You fucking cum sucking worm. You are NOTHING to me. FAGGOT, underneath me where you belong. SLUT with my cock up your ass. . CUNT, nothing but a worthless piece of SHIT. Worship me you pathetic piece of CRAP." He emphasized the precise words to degrade me purposely. " I am so close bitch, its coming, I bet you can't wait. You are so lucky to have a piece of this beefy body, to be connected to perfection, and I am still getting bigger everyday just you wait BITCH. OOOHH YOU FUCKING SLUT. YOU ARE SUCH A PUSSY YOU DON'T FUCKING DESERVE THIS. FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK" he said as he held his cock into me up to the hilt. I could feel his cum pumping into my bowels. " YES, YES, YES so fucking good. Take it bitch, take it" Then he hell onto me. I could feel his chest breathing heavily on my back. His heavily muscled body crushing me into the bed. His cock still hard and inside of me. Me stilling hoping for release. `Just the beginning. Just you wait this is only the beginning," he said with a yawn in his voice.