Date: Mon, 11 Dec 2023 16:12:38 +0000
From: AJ <2son2s@proton.me>
Subject: The Sub Brothers: Part 2

The Sub Brothers: Part 2 -- Gay Authoritarian / Incest

This story is pure fantasy. None of it happened and it is not based in any
part on real events. It involves consensual sexual relationships with adult
men, including brothers.

If you're not old enough to be here, please do not read. If you're not into
kinky male on male gay sex, this is not for you either.

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"Hey bro. Long time no see."

"What the fuck" was all I could manage to say as I knelt naked, covered in
cum and piss, across from my also naked younger brother. Who I also hadn't
seen or spoken to in 7 years. I could now recognize him, the grown up
version of the 11 year old I had last seen.

"Look I know this is a shock and a lot to take in, but hear me out, ok?" he
said as I continued to be at a loss of words. He took my silence as
acknowledgment to proceed.

"I was angry when you left. At you, at dad, at everyone. I didn't
understand," he began. I could see callused pain in his eyes. I felt a
tinge of undeserved guilt as he continued.

"Dad wouldn't say anything. He started beating me wherever I'd bring you up
so I stopped asking," he went on as my heart broke.

"Bubba, I'm so sor-" I began before he interrupted.

"Stop. Just listen," he insisted and continued his story "I'd seen you that
night, just before hell broke loose, talking to Mr. Paul. So I assumed he'd
know what the deal was. When I was in high school I finally found a way to
see him and talk to him, since he never came around the house anymore. By
this time I knew I was gay and wondered if you might be as well and if that
had something to do with you leaving. I asked Mr. Paul if he knew why my
dad did what he did."

He paused then and I suspected I knew what came next. Mr. Paul didn't turn
me into a faggot, but he sure as hell brought the faggot out in me. He
proceeded to confirm my suspicions.

*flashback with little brothers POV*

"Mr. Paul? Can I come in?"

Mr. Paul was, or had been, dads best friend since they were little
boys. Because of that I'd known him my entire life, although he'd been
absent from it the last 5 years.

"Hey there, buddy, it's been a long time. Of course, come on in, it's great
to see you," he answered after seeing me at the door. I'd gotten my drivers
license recently and finally had worked up the nerve to ask Mr. Paul about
my older brother who had been banished from our home. I walked into the
house after he waved me in and stood in the entry way unsure what to say or
do, even though I'd rehearsed it a hundred times in my head.

"I wondered if you'd ever show up here, I take it you want to talk about
your brother?" He asked me without beating around the bush.

"Yes sir," I squeaked out, suddenly very nervous.

"Tell me first what you think happened," he insisted.

"I think he came out as gay and dad kicked him out," I answered, keeping
the part about myself being gay to myself.

"Ha. I suppose that is partly true. Tell me, son, are you gay?" He was
grinning at me with a devilish expression. I noticed for the first time how
incredibly sexy he was. But I was also scared - it was as if he already
knew all about me and was reading my mind. But I decided to throw caution
to the wind. I wanted to know about my brother.

"Yes. I'm gay. That's what made me wonder if he is as well?" I put it all
out there. I hadn't told anyone yet any me being gay. Mr. Paul had a way
about him. I felt compelled to trust him. For better or worse.

"I thought so. He was your same age when he first came to me. Yea he is
gay. But he's more than that. And I think you're more than that too. How
bout you take your clothes off. Now." Mr Paul demanded. I was completely
taken off guard.

"I, wait, what sir?" I stammered, knowing what I heard but not believing
it.

"Get naked, now, I won't be saying it again. If you want to stay you will
take off those clothes," he said with authority and irritation in the
voice.

I'm not sure what took over me, but I suddenly needed his approval. I
didn't want to disappoint him. So I began to undress.

"Atta boy. Just as I suspected. Submission runs in your family. Your dad
would never admit it now but back in college he was my bitch boy slave. And
then your brother came to me practically begging to serve me. And now looks
like it's your turn." He spoke this as I finally was down to just my briefs
and, hearing what he was saying, my cock had gone fully hard. I was turned
on hearing him talk like this. Was this what I wanted? My hands answered
the question by grabbing the band of my briefs and sliding them off. There
I stood, bare ass naked, in front of Mr Paul, who was fully clothed.

"On your knees," he ordered and I quickly obeyed.

"Your brother isn't just gay. He's a faggot. A cocksucking whore. A urinal
slut. A sex slave. A submissive pig. Your dad used to be too - but he
`found god' or whatever. But you're not here to talk about him. Let's talk
about the night your faggot brother got kicked out." He began as he walked
up to me and gently ran the back of his hand across my face, making me
shiver and my cock jump.

"Your brother had come to me, like I said, when he was 16 like you are
now. I tend to attract submissive sluts - maybe it's pheromones, who knows
- but he practically threw himself at me and I began to train him. He was
such a good faggot, right from the beginning. At his graduation party I'd
been throwing back the beers and he was, as usual when I was around,
drinking my piss as any good urinal would straight from my tap. I guess we
should've been more discreet about it because on his third feeding of the
evening, behind the bushes, your dad happened upon us. Your brother
swallowed what was in his mouth and tried to explain but how do you explain
drinking piss to your dad? You know the rest, and your cock tells me you're
not put off by the explanation." My pulsing cock was leaking.

I felt so many emotions. My brother drank piss? He was a sex slave? Dad
used to be too? Was I one? My cock certainly wasn't against the thought.

I snapped to attention as he started talking again, and I noticed that
while I was lost in thought he had stripped naked. A beautiful man, he was
mostly smooth with a massive cock between his legs.

"So now you know. If you want to leave, by all means you can go. Or you can
stay. And I'll teach you to embrace the faggot that I know is inside
you. If you want to go, get dressed and go. If you want to stay, crawl over
here and start sucking my cock."

*back to present day*

"I assume you can guess what I choose," he said finishing his story with a
laugh. I was slowly coming out of my shock. And my cock had woken up
listening to his story. I noticed his was at attention too. I nodded that I
could in fact guess.

"So, but why are you here - like this - rather than just reaching out and
asking to meet?" I asked him.

"Well Mr Paul told me the best way to find you would be the cruising spots
and sex ads. He was right. He actually used you once with me watching, you
were blindfolded. That's when I decided the best way to make contact with
you was in our shared submissive states. I didn't want you to think I was
superior or anything, I wanted you to see me not just as a brother, but as
a brother faggot," He explained.

"So there it is. All on the table. Master has been preparing me for this
day. I still service Mr Paul when he requires it but Master is my
Alpha. And I want to service him at your side. Service him together. As
brothers. What do you say?"

Before I could answer, he had stood up and reached down to grab my hand. He
pulled me to my feet and began leading me to my bedroom. My brain had been
moving about 100 mph and I'd come to a decision.

"Wait bubba," I pulled him to a stop and into me so our bodies were
touching, I leaned in and kissed him gently right on the lips and then said
"it's so good to see you, faggot."

He smiled and opened the door and led the way into the room, I watched his
smooth bubble butt as I followed and wondered how far this would go.

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Part 3 coming soon. First two chapters have been a lot of backstory and
build up. Next part should be more "action" - I'd love to hear your
feedback and comments: 2son2s@proton.me