Date: Wed, 10 Jan 2024 17:07:39 +0000
From: AJ <2son2s@proton.me>
Subject: The Sub Brothers: Part 4

The Sub Brothers: Part 4 -- 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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"Here it comes, bubba," I said and let it flow.

He gulped easily as I relaxed and let my bladder empty. He was an expert
urinal already at 18. I beamed with pride.

Once I was done he came back up and we cuddled waiting for the replies to
start coming from the ad.

"So what's the deal with your Master? He mentioned taking you home? What's
the plan?" I asked the first of a million questions I had now that we had a
moment to relax and talk.

"I met him through Mr. Paul. He's a great Master. I live with him at the
moment, I told dad I was gay the second I turned 18 and left before he even
had a chance to kick me out." He answered while absentmindedly playing with
my nipple.

"Damn. You've been through a lot but it sound's like you've landed on your
feet. Or I guess technically, landed on your knees," I laughed and winked
at him as we continued to cuddle, still naked of course.

"I'm doing great now that we've finally reconnected. I want to explore our
new relationship." He said as he moved in for a kiss. We began to make out
when my phone dinged. I looked down and saw a response to the ad. I opened
the notification and read:

"6' 3" 230 ibs hairy dad here who needs to use you boys. 8 inch cut
cock. Pic attached."

I opened the photo and started drooling. It didn't really matter what he
looked like anyway, he was getting the address. But it was always a bonus
when they were sexy and hung. I replied with the address and immediately
got a response that he was on the way.

"Dick is en route, bub. Ready for another round?" I asked teasingly. I knew
the answer already.

"Duh! I'm always ready to serve. Just like you" he replied and started to
wrestle me.

"Haha you got that right, I'm always ready," I answered as I wrestled him
in return and he started squealing. "Atta boy, squeal for me bubba," I said
as I over-powered him and pinned him under me. Our cocks were hard and
rubbing against each other as I looked down into his eyes. He was
beautiful, my brother, and he was a faggot pig just like me. How lucky was
I?

Just then there was a knock on the door. I jumped up and headed over,
naked, to open it up. I did so and there stood the stud from the ad
response. I motioned him in and went to join my naked brother on the floor
on our knees.

"Fuck. You two really are brothers," it was a statement it seemed like, so
we just silently waited for instructions.

"Let's get you to the bathroom, in the tub or shower," he began. I stood up
and led the way. One of my requirements when looking for apartments was big
walk-in showers. So we all would fit easily. Our visitor stripped as we got
in and knelt on the tiles.

Once he was nude, he got in and looked down at us.

"I'm going to soak you. If it goes in your mouth I want you to spit it at
the other," he stated before starting to spray us with his piss.

We became a fountain between his stream and us spitting at each other. By
the time he spurted the last drops we were both drenched head to toe. My
brother was grinning like a fool. He was so adorable, my eager fag brother.

"You two look so hot covered in my piss," our current user let us know,
"younger brother, get over here and suck my dick. You other one, get behind
me and eat my ass."

We hopped to obey our commands. My brother started to expertly service his
cock while I positioned myself in back, opening his asscheeks with my hands
and munching on his musky hole. The noises he made told me we were doing
alright.

Whether from lack of self control, my brother and I's superb service, or a
combination of both, he didn't last long. He suddenly shouted "I'm cumming!
Grrrrrrumph!"

He was balls deep in my brother's throat when he shouted this and deposited
his load. He hadn't had time to give an order and the fag didn't have much
choice but to swallow. Not that he complained. The man caught his breath
and smiled at us. "Fuck, boys, that was amazing. I'm going to shower real
quick, get out of the way."

We left the shower to let him do his thing. We were still damp with piss
though it was drying. I leaned in and gave my brother a deep inhale. He
smelled amazing. He pulled me closer to kiss me and we made out while our
guest finished.

Once he was done he dressed and left. I checked my phone and saw we had a
plethora of messages. It would be a busy Sunday indeed.

About 20 men later, we got a message from Master that he was on his
way. Ripe with the musky scents of sex, we waited for him to arrive while
we cuddled and talked.

"So ok, seriously, what was your grand plan here, bubba?" I asked, "what
are your expectations?"

"Honestly, bro, this. Today has been incredible. I want to keep training
with Master for now but ultimately I'd like to move in with you. If you'd
have me," he answered.

"You'd absolutely be welcome here, little brother. I can't believe how
lucky I am to both find you and find that you're a faggot just like me," I
immediately answered back.

With that we kissed and talked until Master came to pick him up. Our new
life was just getting started.

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Part 5 coming soon. As always, I'd love to hear your feedback and comments:
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